Peace Order

Chapter 1884: Chapter 10: Confrontation, the World, Emperor Qin!

Under the turbulent skies, the transformations in Ying Country happened in an instant, causing thunderous uproar. Even those troops originally planning to march north against the Taiping Army have halted, as Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing, along with Ying Country border generals, have fought several times, now seeing them retreat and defend.

Confusion and worry lingered in their hearts.

Feeling that the task of their two-man team holding up the opposition had gone awry, they returned in a hurry to find Mr. Wen Qingyu, but couldn’t locate him immediately; asking others, they learned Mr. Wen Qingyu went fishing again.

Xue Tianxing was worried: "At this moment, does the gentleman have time to fish?!"

Yuan Shitong, on the other hand, sighed with relief, threw aside his blood-stained helmet, and called out to quickly serve sauerkraut and braised meat, wanting to eat heartily and replenish himself.

This demeanor made Xue Tianxing laugh with anger, saying: "Eat, eat, that’s all you know, in such a situation, how can you swallow?"

Yuan Shitong responded: "Are you smarter than me, smarter than the gentleman?"

Xue Tianxing was stunned.

Yuan Shitong continued: "What use is your worry? If the gentleman is still in the mood to fish, it means everything is still under control; why fret yourself?"

"I, knowing I’m not as competent, know how to trust people."

"You, being smart most of your life, haven’t trusted others most of your life."

Xue Tianxing was taken aback, gazing at Yuan Shitong, then suddenly sighed and threw away his helmet.

Sitting down heavily.

"Enough, no more worrying!"

Yuan Shitong widened his eyes looking at him, grinned, stretched out fingers making the number two, and said: "Sauerkraut braised meat, forget the wine, add more meat."

"Two pots!"

Meanwhile, Yuwen Lie found Qin Yulong.

Jiang Gao personally went to pay respects to Gao Xiang, inviting this World’s First Divine Shooter to set out. Various news, like thunder, jolted the Four Seas, stirring the calm world into raging storms.

In Jiangnan.

Yan Daiqing held a chess piece with his fingers, gently tapping it on the board, creating a crisp sound, arranging them one by one, and clashing with Wen Lingjun on the board, the black and white pieces fiercely tangled and cruel.

The two played fast chess, talking while playing.

"Nowadays, the world is once again rising in smoke and flames."

"Who would have thought Jiang Yuan would die by Jiang Gao’s sword? The wonder of worldly changes, truly leaves one speechless."

Yan Daiqing’s expression was complex; after ascending the throne, Jiang Yuan gradually unveiled his disguise, similar to early Chen Dingye, with hidden desires rapidly expanding, coupled with certain mentalities and guidance, depleting national power substantially.

For the people of Ying Country, this naturally wasn’t favorable.

Yet for Qin, it meant the enemy was reducing their own national power, in some ways serving as assistance compared to the Heavenly Strategy Mansion’s Qilin Army with its three hundred years of Ying Country’s national prosperity.

Comparable to Hou Zhongyu, a good man.

And in these few years, as Jiang Yuan’s desires reached their current peak, dying by Jiang Gao’s sword, along with Wei Yiwen’s deliberate guidance, the wanton mischief of Jiang Yuan previously causing the wrongful death of many people, the infamous devastation of life, to some extent converted into Jiang Gao’s reputation.

However, because of Jiang Yuan’s pledging incense to vow his surrender without killing, yet fully pit him, the impact on the Ying Country court’s reputation was significant; even now, insurgents are still rising.

It’s likely Jiang Su, Wen Qingyu, didn’t anticipate this person’s actions to such an extent.

Wen Lingjun laid a piece: "In former days, Wen Qingyu and Breaking Army both observed the situation and people’s hearts like from the riverside, now witnessing Wen Qingyu humiliated."

"This time counted as a miscalculation, allowing Jiang Su to use Jiang Yuan’s life to temper Jiang Gao, making him sharp and prominent."

"Though it fulfilled intentions, damaging Ying Country’s foundation, it can only be seen as a minor victory, with a major misstep, Grandmaster Jiang Su certainly is the finest character of these past hundred years."

"The count is eighty-twenty."

"Grandmaster Jiang Su scores eight points, Wen Qingyu only two."

A crisp sound echoed.

Yan Daiqing pressed a piece on the board with a distinct snap. Wen Lingjun paused, looking at Yan Daiqing, whose expression was composed, stating: "Nothing is settled yet; how it will unfold is still uncertain."

"Wen Qingyu, this guy, is innately shrewd, moving with foresight."

"Can we determine his plans failed just by this moment?"

Wen Lingjun chuckled.

He knew among the strategists in the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, Wen Qingyu and Yan Daiqing, though they often bickered and even fought, their relationship was ironically the closest, among the strategists, the best of friends.

If Wen Lingjun here called Wen Qingyu a scoundrel.

Yan Daiqing would nod in agreement.

If saying Wen Qingyu was a guy who only knew to deceive, Yan Daiqing would, with delight, converse extensively about Wen Qingyu’s shameless deeds, enough to speak three days and nights, seething in anger.

But if Wen Lingjun said Wen Qingyu’s plans failed, pressed down by others.

Then Yan Daiqing would be somewhat displeased.

He’d feel an urge to argue.

Wen Lingjun just rounded off the topic, gently saying: "After all, though tigers do not eat their own cubs, Jiang Su used Jiang Yuan as a whetstone, allowing Jiang Gao to temper in a situation of unbearable pressure, ultimately exploding, personally killing his own brother, thus morphing."