She searched all the way but never saw anyone. Finally, the exasperated Wuyang Hou followed a flute sound to find Junxu under the moonlight. The gentle notes stirred deep thoughts, but they were too complex and strong to be captured. Changsu pulled back on her horse
‘The marshal is in a good mood!‘
The flute sound came to an abrupt end, and Junxu replied indifferently
’I’m always in a good mood.‘
’With a beauty by your side, who else is the marshal thinking of?‘
’A beauty by my side? The Marquis of Wuyang is indeed a beauty.”
The Marquis of Wuyang, Chang Su, was so angry with Junxu that he trembled on his horse. He pointed his riding crop at Junxu
‘Do you really think Feng Qin will betray the crown princess because of you? How naive! In the struggle for power, things like this are ridiculous! Even if you are famous all over the world, if the emperor wants you dead, you will be disgraced and die without a burial! Do you think those who have benefited from you will stand up and die for you? !”
Jun Xu did not answer, but raised his flute and played a high note casually. Marquis Wu Yang was furious
‘How dare you mock the marquis!‘
’So what if I mock you? You’re a marquis‘ daughter, I’m a marquis’ daughter too. You’re the military governor, I’m the marshal. If the marquis‘ daughter is really angry, the only thing to do is come down and fight me in a fistfight. I’ll be happy to oblige, because you can’t beat me anyway.’
The marquis’ face turned red with anger, and he jumped off his horse, stumbling and almost falling to his knees. Jun Xu glanced at him indifferently
‘No need for formalities, right? Don’t be formal.”
Chang Su swung his fist without saying a word. Jun Xu’s mouth curled up, and he opened his wide sleeves, fluttering around like a butterfly.
The two highest-ranking people in the army exchanged punches and kicks at each other. With their internal strength withdrawn and without using their light skills, they looked like two street thugs. After a long time, the two of them fell to the ground and looked up at the moonlight together
‘Chang, you’re something, daring to hit my face.‘
’You think you didn’t get hit? You’re wearing a mask, you’re not used to being seen, so what am I supposed to do?‘
’You asked for it.‘
’…
‘You’re not that annoying, let’s be friends until the end?’
“Haha, until the end? When isn’t it until the end? You’re not young anymore, don’t you understand that nothing comes from nothing? Whoever breaks up a family because of a whim? ‘
’Fake becomes real when it’s real, and real becomes fake when it’s fake. If you make trouble for me every day, people will see it and may not say good things about you in front of the emperor.‘
’You are just like everyone else. You dare to train your subordinates to be cunning and ambitious. His Majesty doesn’t like too clever and capable ministers. He has already noticed you. You are so smart.‘
’I’m playing for keeps. If I don’t show up on the battlefield, I’ll wait for the total annihilation of the army?’
‘So you think that seizing military power is a good thing? You have been flaunting yourself along the way, and I am afraid that the more good things happen to you, the more the two mother-and-daughter pair in the court will fear you. You will die if you win, and you will die if you don’t win. I really don’t understand. At this time, why do you still want to get Feng Qin close to you? Do you expect him to help you blow the wind into your pillow? Act out a love story, and lose your heroic spirit?‘
’Why don’t you think about it? Maybe I really love him? To die under the peony flower, to be a ghost and still be romantic.’
The Marquis of Wuyang turned his face and looked at Junxu, who looked contemptuous.
‘You didn’t use every trick in the book to get a beauty into bed in the middle of the night, and you came here to blow cold wind. You call that being dashing? You must be joking.’
‘So you’re saying that I’m damned either way, and if I don’t have a fling before I die, how can I be true to myself?’
‘In that case…that’s not bad.’
“Otherwise, the Marquis of Wuyang is prepared to help.’
‘No way. I’d run for my life. Help you? I’d be waiting to be arrested.‘
The Marquis of Wuyang got up from the ground, mounted his horse, and looked at her with his arm resting on his hand, leisurely and carefree.
’Leaving already?‘
’Do you have any last wishes? I’ll help you fulfil them if I can.‘
’When the day of my death comes, light two joss sticks for me and burn some paper money, so that I don’t suffer in the underworld. Something like that.’
The eyebrows of Marquis Wuyang stood up, and there was nothing else he could say. Feeling that, he turned his horse around and rode off, leaving a cloud of dust behind him. Looking up, he saw a Milky Way on the sky. Junxu suddenly felt like singing, so he opened his mouth and sang. After singing two lines, he frowned
‘Really, issuing a ban on alcohol is really like kicking oneself in the teeth.’
Without flowers or wine, spring is not spring.
The next day, Junxu openly took a flask of wine and swayed it around in the barracks. Feng Qin looked at her several times, but in the end, he said nothing and endured it. However, Tang Qi from the Flying Tiger Battalion next to him could not bear it anymore and called out
‘Marshal!’
‘Yes?’
‘Hey, there’s wine… Well, it’ll help to relieve the cravings of the brothers.’
Junxu narrowed her eyes and gave a hehe laugh
‘Okay, you can have a sip first.‘
Tang Qi ran over happily and took a sip.
’Marshal…why is it water?‘
’Nonsense! The military order says no alcohol!”
Everyone was silent. Feng Qin couldn’t help but smile. From that day on, Jun Xu and his relationship became even more rigid, more like a superior and subordinate than a lover.
Junxu tilted his head and smiled at him, his gaze gentle as ever, and the deep sparkle of the previous few days was gone. Feng Qin was taken aback. Sometimes, too decisive an emotion can be off-putting.
In full view of the crowd, Jun Xu slowly extended his right hand towards him. The noise died down and countless pairs of eyes watched Feng Qin’s reaction. Only Wuyang Hou, hidden behind the crowd, looked at Jun Xu, who stood in the wind, with a complex expression in his eyes. When Feng Qin placed his hand in Jun Xu’s, Wuyang Hou felt an infinite bitterness rise in his heart and quietly left amidst the cheers.
The sky in Langji City was clear, and the golden sun gently filled the peaceful city. Junxu was a person with magic powers. She knew how to control people’s emotions and how to reduce the desire for war, and instead use the time before war to build and form alliances. Junxu had attended no fewer than ten weddings in Langji City, which were decorated with lanterns and streamers and filled with joy.
She would sign off on any marriage proposal that met the age and rank requirements or that was based on mutual affection and love.
Just imagine, the person you love most is in the city behind you, and you will never turn back even if you die. This army has become deeply integrated with Langji City, and so they have become the Langji Army.