Peace Order

Chapter 1898: Chapter 13: The War Begins!

The little girl put her hands on her hips, lifted her head, puffed out her chest, and ran triumphantly towards Murong Qiushui. With a running start, she leaped and landed in Murong Qiushui’s arms, snuggling in, saying: "Grandma, Grandma, I beat my godfather!"

Murong Qiushui reached out her fingers to pinch the little girl’s ear, and said irritably:

"Grandma Grandma, it makes people seem much older for no reason."

She had taken the Immortality Pill, her appearance unchanged. Though it seemed she was scolding the little girl, her eyes were filled with tenderness and love. Chang Ning’er had long understood Murong Qiushui’s temperament, so she just snuggled in Murong Qiushui’s arms like a little kitten.

Li Guanyi put down the willow branch, strolled leisurely across the grass, his expression gentle. It was the so-called family joy in the world, reaching its peak here as Chang Ning’er played and frolicked until exhausted, and then fell into a deep sleep beside Murong Qiushui.

Li Guanyi personally cooked a meal and chatted idly about things with his aunt. Murong Qiushui recounted many past events, talking about what Li Guanyi was like as a child. Compared to Chang Ning’er, he was much quieter. She said that Chang Ning’er was carefree in a way Li Guanyi wasn’t, as he quietly held onto a stubbornness as a child, silent and unspeaking.

When Chang Ning’er first came at over two years old, she often cried out for her parents.

But time can dilute everything.

Now, she has spent more time in Jiangnan than she did before in the Central State City. And being only one or two years old, she wasn’t much aware of things anyway. The constant cries for her parents that filled her early days gradually faded into the deepest parts of her memory.

Murong Qiushui gently touched Chang Ning’er’s cheek, the little one had just fallen asleep, her face adorably chubby. She said: "She used to ask me about her parents’ matters, but recently, she’s been asking less and less..."

"At just over two years, what can a child remember?"

"I think the Red Emperor might also have such thoughts, hoping she can let go of all this, and not be trapped by family or the so-called glories of the past. She can rely on her will and ideas to live her life."

Li Guanyi looked at Chang Ning’er: "Perhaps. Changle Changning, I also hope she can peacefully live out this life."

Murong Qiushui nodded, and after a long time, she said: "Is there going to be war?"

Li Guanyi looked at Murong Qiushui.

The woman smiled: "Don’t try to hide it from me. Don’t forget who raised you all the way from the age of three to now. What can you hide from me, your aunt?"

Murong Qiushui seemed to be smiling, yet sighed:

"The world is in turmoil, you, ever since you embarked on this path, rarely have had time to return and accompany your aunt. It’s rare that you could stay for a while, but then you urgently rush off to other places to fight wars, making people worried."

"You talk about how we cannot reunite for the sake of allowing others to reunite with their loved ones frequently."

"But, your aunt knows, you, and your Grand Master, are the same."

"You always have things you need to do. Until that matter is achieved, you cannot relax..."

Murong Qiushui looked at the young man in front of her, she revealed a gentle smile, stood up, and beckoned to Li Guanyi, as the awe-inspiring Emperor Qin bowed his head. The woman gently stroked his hair and said: "Li Nu’er, I will not be the kind of elder who cries and pleads for you to stay."

"A great man aspires to travel the world."

"But you must come back alive, okay?"

Murong Qiushui softly choked: "Aunt only has you left."

Li Guanyi nodded, he raised his head and gently grasped Murong Qiushui’s hand, saying: "I promise you, aunt, I will definitely come back."

Time spent with family flies by quickly. Three days felt fleeting like a dream, as the army assembled. Emperor Qin personally went to the barracks, where he distributed the aged Jade Liquid Imperial Wine he had retrieved from Emperor Chen’s palace to all the soldiers.

Li Guanyi donned armor himself, wore a battle robe, and stood on the command platform.

He raised his cup: "Does everyone remember who I am?"

The army responded in unison: "Emperor Qin Wansheng!"

Their voices were as vast as tides and thunder, but Li Guanyi felt a bit dazed as he recalled the disdain and defiance in the eyes of three thousand men outside Zhenbei City when he said such words in the past. Li Guanyi smiled, raised the wine goblet, addressing the troops ahead.

And also addressing his past self, and old acquaintances.

Looking at each person departing, he spoke softly:

"Gentlemen, let’s drink together!"

The soldiers drank heartily, spirited and grand. Emperor Qin initially wanted to emulate a hero from the Martial World, perhaps doing something carefree by smashing the wine bowl to boost morale and prestige, but as he raised his hand, a young soldier quietly said:

"Your Majesty, better not smash it."

"With so many of us, if we smash it all, how much would that cost? It’ll be troublesome later for the logistics crew to clean up."

The squad leader of that young soldier was stunned.

Though he also wanted to say such a thing.

But saying that would ruin the army’s morale, wouldn’t it?

Yet Emperor Qin was taken aback, but then laughed aloud: "Hahaha, right, better not!" The young soldier scratched his head, chuckling naive and simple, the whole army laughed, and the atmosphere became harmonious and relaxed and carried a weighty momentum.

Emperor Qin placed the bowl aside, lifted the Divine Weapon nearby, and said:

"This battle will bring peace, as always!"

"I..."

"No, We!"

"Will charge ahead, We will be the tip of the spear!"

"Gentlemen, follow me forward!"

The soldiers drank the strong wine and spoke together: