mtl008 Chapter 468 Singing Red Songs on a Night Walk
Chapter 468 Singing Red Songs on a Night Walk
After arranging these things, Shi Wanxia thought of Cui Zhihao again, so she said to Shuyun, "Go to the backyard again and ask Young Master Cui to come over. I have something important to discuss with him."
Shuyun responded with a "Yes," then turned and left.
Only Shi Wanxia, Qin Xin, and Qinglan remained in the study.
Qinglan looked at Shi Wanxia, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Miss, the Prince of Xiang harbors a grudge against you and is now plotting something in the capital. Why don't you consider leaving Chuzhou temporarily and going to the Princess's residence in the capital to avoid trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Wanxia smiled, but her eyes held a hint of determination: "Avoid? Why should I avoid? Chuzhou is the place I was ordered to protect. The people here still need me. I cannot leave."
"Besides, I, Shi Wanxia, have never been one to back down from trouble. If Shen Yanchu wants to cause me trouble, I'll take it!"
Qin Xin looked at her with admiration in her eyes: "You're right, young lady! We're not afraid of trouble by following you."
"As long as you are here, even if the Prince of Xiang comes with great force, we can handle it!"
Shi Wanxia patted the two of them on the shoulder, her voice gentle yet firm: "Okay. With you two here, I feel at ease."
"The days ahead may be tough, but as long as we work together, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome."
"The stability of Chuzhou and the safety of its people depend on us."
The two nodded emphatically: "Yes!"
Not long after, Cui Zhihao followed Shuyun to the government office.
Entering the study and seeing Shi Wanxia, he got straight to the point: "Wanwan, did you call me here because of matters in the capital?"
Shi Wanxia nodded and handed her the Crown Prince's letter: "The Crown Prince said in the letter that the remnants of the Rongyang King may cause trouble for His Majesty during the Mid-Autumn Festival sacrificial ceremony."
“Pei Xuan is currently investigating this case thoroughly, but I am worried that there are still remnants of the rebels in Chuzhou. If they cause trouble in Chuzhou and disrupt our reconstruction plan, it will give the remnants in the capital an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.”
Choi Ji-ho took the letter, read it carefully, and his expression became serious: "What you said makes sense."
"Chuzhou has just experienced floods and rebellions, and the people's hearts are not yet fully stable. If the remnants take the opportunity to incite trouble, it is indeed easy for chaos to break out."
He paused, then looked at Shi Wanxia, "What do you want me to do?"
"I would like you and Young Master Cui to help contact the gentry and noble families of Chuzhou."
Shi Wanxia said, "You and Young Master Cui are from the Cui family of Qinghe, and you have a high reputation in Chuzhou."
"As long as you step forward and get them to help us appease the people and monitor suspicious individuals, the remaining rebels will have little chance to cause trouble."
"In addition, send someone to keep an eye on the people that the Prince of Xiang left in Chuzhou, see what they are investigating and what they are doing, and let me know in time."
Cui Zhihao replied without hesitation, "No problem. I'll contact the gentry and noble families first thing tomorrow morning."
“I will also send people to keep an eye on the Xiang King’s men, and I will never let them cause trouble in Chuzhou.”
He paused and added.
"Also, I have asked Wenzhu to write to the clan, asking them to keep an eye on the movements of Prince Xiang and Ye Wenshu in the capital, and to notify us immediately if there is any news."
Shi Wanxia felt a warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Brother Cui. With your help, I feel much more at ease."
Cui Zhihao looked at her with a hint of pity in his eyes: "You don't need to thank me. You've done so much for the people of Chuzhou, it's only right that I help you."
"But... you must also be careful about your safety. The Prince of Xiang is narrow-minded and will never let this go easily, so you must be extra vigilant."
Shi Wanxia nodded: "I will."
As night deepened, Cui Zhihao left the government office, but the candlelight in the study remained burning.
Shi Wanxia sat at her desk, picked up the Crown Prince's letter again, and her eyes became firm.
The turmoil in the capital has begun; the Prince of Xiang's conspiracy is brewing, and the remnants of the Prince of Rongyang are also eyeing the city covetously.
Chuzhou is like a small boat, floating on the wind and rain on the river.
But she will not back down, nor will she be afraid.
She will guard Chuzhou and its people, waiting to confront Shen Yanchu and those who stand in her way.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival sacrificial ceremony draws ever closer, undercurrents in the capital grow ever stronger, and beneath the calm surface of Chuzhou, unseen crises lurk.
A storm that will affect the Cangling court is quietly brewing, and Shi Wanxia is destined to become the center of this storm.
Shi Wanxia knew that simply sitting in the government office was far from enough to fully restore the vitality of Chuzhou.
She had to personally travel to every inch of Chuzhou to understand the true situation.
So, she set off on a long and arduous expedition with the meticulous and composed Shi Qing and Cui Jiu, whose injuries had just begun to heal.
This was a real hardship for Cui Jiu.
His internal injuries had not yet healed, and the long journey was already exhausting. He had to be on high alert at all times, wary of any potential dangers—whether it was the rugged mountain roads or the possible remnants of the Rongyang King lurking in the shadows.
He muttered to himself: If it weren't for the fact that the young master was worried about the young lady's safety, and although the young master was by the young master's side, the young master's own personal guard was ultimately himself.
Why did he rush to come and protect us despite his injuries? I just hope that the journey will be safe and uneventful.
At this moment, the three of them were traveling through a deep, dark forest where it was impossible to see their own hand in front of their face.
The night was as dark as ink, and only the faint glow of the lantern in my hand could barely illuminate the bumpy path beneath my feet.
Ancient trees towered all around, their branches twisted and rustling eerily in the night wind, as if hiding countless ghostly figures.
Occasionally, the mournful cries of owls or crows would pierce the deathly silence of the night, sounding particularly eerie.
Although Shi Qing had some martial arts skills, she was still a young girl and faced with such a gloomy and terrifying environment.
His body involuntarily pressed tightly against Shi Wanxia, his palms sweating as he gripped her sleeve.
Cui Jiu's eyes were like lightning, constantly scanning the dark depths of the jungle, his ears perked up, catching any unusual movement.
He held the lantern steadily with one hand, while the other hand was already quietly placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His body was taut like a bow, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.
How could Shi Wanxia not see their fear?
She silently complained to herself: Forget about them, I'm afraid of the dark myself!
Especially in such a desolate, godforsaken place!
Even modern girls get nervous walking alone at night, let alone in a primeval forest where there might be wild animals and bad guys!
A strong sense of fear gripped her. To dispel the chill, she suddenly remembered seeing someone on a short video platform say that if you're afraid of walking alone at night, singing revolutionary songs is a powerful way to boost your courage!
So she took a deep breath and tried hard to recall the most familiar and exciting melody.
She cleared her throat and, in the eerily silent mountain forest, sang with perfect diction and passion:
"Listen! The bugle call of the new journey has sounded, and the goal of building a strong military beckons us forward!"
"If our country is to be strong, we must take on the responsibility; our battle flag is inscribed with the glory of iron and blood!"
"Soldiers!"
"Obey the Party's command, be capable of winning battles, and have an excellent work style!"
"Fearless against powerful enemies, we dare to compete and fight for our motherland on the battlefield!"
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