“Spend more time with me and talk to me when you’re free.”
“…”
Si Hongjing felt as if the courtyard had become very small, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to have caught fire, making him ‘sit on pins and needles’.
Could it be that Miss Yuan had feelings for him…
He wanted to say that he would never consider this matter as long as the border war was not settled.
But when he met Yuan Ying’s eyes, which had finally lit up again, what came out of his mouth was:
“Okay.”
Yuan Ying patted the stacked canned meat boxes beside her.
Si Hongjing sat down.
But this distance was a little too close. The summer night breeze blew past, and he could even smell her fragrance.
He imperceptibly moved to the side before asking Yuan Ying what she wanted to know.
“Are there many people named Si Hongjing in Daqian?” she asked.
“No, only me.”
Si Hongjing said this very firmly.
But Yuan Ying didn’t believe it.
“Why?”
“Because… Si Hong is the imperial surname, and only the imperial family can be named Si Hong.” And he was born an ominous person, so how could anyone share his name?
Yuan Ying’s eyes widened instantly.
So, he really was that ‘bloodthirsty’, ‘ill-fated’ traitorous official Si Hongjing she had found?
How was this possible!
Yuan Ying’s slender fingers tightly gripped the armrest, her fingertips turning white. “If I told you that Daqian had perished thousands of years ago, and your efforts failed to prevent its destruction, would you still choose to stay in Dongping Pass and suffer?”
The fall of the country.
Si Hongjing’s breath caught, and his face turned pale.
But after a few breaths, he accepted the fact and regained his composure:
“Yes.”
“If my existence can allow them to live one more day, and reunite with their families for a moment longer, it is worth it.”
“Even if the world only misunderstands you?”
Si Hongjing curled his lips into a slight smile, giving Yuan Ying the answer.
Yuan Ying’s eyes inexplicably felt sore and hot.
How could such a person be a traitor!?
“What an idiot.” Yuan Ying lowered her eyes and said, “I’m different. I’m vindictive and wouldn’t do thankless things.”
Si Hongjing chuckled, looking at her reddened eyes, his voice gentle:
“It’s too difficult for a young lady to live alone. If she’s too soft-hearted, she’ll be bullied. This is good.”
He still could laugh even after knowing that the country had fallen?
Yuan Ying secretly glanced at him and asked, “Aren’t you curious about what happened?”
Si Hongjing said, “It is enough to do everything in my power. There is no need to force a change.”
Yuan Ying nodded as if she understood something and didn’t speak again.
Instead, Si Hongjing took the initiative to ask:
“Is it a peaceful and prosperous age now?”
“Yes.”
“No wars?”
“No.”
“No famines?”
“Right.”
“You don’t have to kneel and kowtow to superiors?”
“No. We pursue equality for all. Women and men alike must study and take exams, and can become officials and do business.”
No wars, controllable natural disasters, equality for all…
These were things that Daqian could not achieve.
Si Hongjing felt slightly relieved.
The two chatted for a few more sentences about the modern situation, and Si Hongjing began to move the food that had just been delivered today.
The rice, flour, grain, and oil were stacked at the door, so pushing them didn’t take much effort, and wouldn’t tear his wounds.
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Si Hongjing silently remembered Yuan Ying’s kindness in his heart.
It wasn’t until he moved the big, round watermelon that he held a strange-shaped thing and asked:
“What is this?”
“A loudspeaker, the melon farmer left it behind today.”
After Yuan Ying finished speaking, she was about to continue moving the watermelon, but suddenly stopped and ran to Si Hongjing’s side, saying:
“I have an idea…”
…
Si Hongjing returned fully loaded again.
However, while the soldiers in the camp were happily sharing the fresh watermelon and some strange foods, Si Hongjing locked himself in his room.
The candlelight did not go out all night, and only went out at dawn.
If Yuan Ying were there, she would definitely know why he was like this.
When a country is about to fall, who can truly not care?
However, the next day when he came to the military camp, Si Hongjing regained his spirit, training soldiers, inspecting, and discussing tactics, looking confident.
And the soldiers now not only had divine medicine, but also divinely bestowed food. Seeing the general confident, their morale naturally continued to soar, and they couldn’t wait to rush directly to the Jurchen and beat them to a pulp.
In the following two days, Si Hongjing could only spare a moment to transport supplies to Yuan Ying’s place, and spent the rest of his time in the camp, in case the Jurchen attacked.
Sure enough, at dusk on the second day, the Jurchen attacked again.
On the city wall.
Si Hongjing was wearing armor, with two strange objects beside him, staring at the people who came.
The Jurchen’s main general for conquering Daqian, Asa Khan.
He really came to probe the reality of the ‘divine’, otherwise he wouldn’t have come in person.
“Where is your god! Stop pretending to be ghosts!”
“I advise you to surrender early! Maybe I can consider sparing the lives of the people in the city!”
Asa Khan rode on a strong and broad horse, shouting loudly, wanting to disrupt the morale of the army.
It was a pity that he didn’t know that the soldiers in the city had long believed in the ‘divine’, and would not be provoked by him at all.
And Si Hongjing picked up the things beside him, and according to the method Yuan Ying taught him, turned on the switch:
“You dare to blaspheme the gods! You deserve to die!”
His expression was relaxed, as if he was just whispering to someone, unlike Asa Khan who was shouting with a flushed face.
But his voice seemed to be amplified countless times, clearly entering the enemy’s ears.
“There really are gods!”
“Even the Daqian generals have such divine power, how can we possibly defeat them?”
All the Jurchen soldiers that Asa Khan brought panicked.
Si Hongjing’s ability was really too terrifying.
Like the divine skill of transmitting sound over thousands of miles in operas.
“Asa Khan, while the gods have not yet sent down divine punishment, get out of Daqian’s territory now, and submit a letter of peace, and everything is still in time.”
Si Hongjing’s voice came through the air again.
Asa Khan clenched the reins, his expression tense, and he was obviously nervous.
Seeing that he didn’t retreat, Si Hongjing wasn’t in a hurry.
“In that case, I will inform the gods and ask them to send down punishment.”
After speaking, he pressed the round button next to the loudspeaker.
“Yes.” A woman’s cold voice suddenly came, clearly audible.
But where would there be a woman on the battlefield!?
It was… it was a god!
Afterwards, there was even a faint sound of thunder coming from above.
The Jurchen army was completely in chaos.
Many soldiers were kneeling on the ground with fear on their faces, shaking like sieves.
Asa Khan’s face also turned pale instantly.
He gritted his teeth and said:
“Withdraw!”
Afterwards, the entire Jurchen army quickly retreated to Shuoguan. Many people fell off their horses and were trampled by the horses’ hooves, and there were screams everywhere.
They ran away with their tails between their legs.
The Daqian soldiers watched this scene and shouted excitedly.
With the gods, they would surely win!
Si Hongjing turned off the loudspeaker, and his brows relaxed a lot.
This was the strategy Yuan Ying had said that night.
In a short time, the Jurchen would definitely not dare to attack again.
Dongping Pass had finally gained some time to breathe.
She really was a quirky and ingenious person!