Song Chu stopped and looked up in that direction. A group of soldiers were gathered together, seemingly looking at something.

  "Ill go take a look." Song Chuyi got up from the ground, brushed off the dust, and headed in that direction.

  Before he even got close, he heard the crowd buzzing with discussion. Song Chuoyi saw that it was too crowded to squeeze through, so he crouched down on the ground and peeked through the gaps in the crowd, "Wow, Xiang Yan."

  Surrounded by the crowd in the middle were two women, their clothes tattered and barely covering their bodies. Their long legs and round buttocks were exposed, although stained with dirt, but still faintly visible underneath was a fair complexion. One of them was lying on the ground, Song couldnt see her face at first glance, but the other one was crawling up, shrinking and hugging the woman on the ground in her arms, burying her head in shock.

  Her face was facing Song Chu Er, and although it was only for an instant, Song Chu Er still saw very clearly. Her disheveled hair covered her face, but the outline was faintly visible - a goose egg face, a small nose, and unexpectedly, she was a beauty.

  "Hmph, two pieces of fat meat have fallen into the wolfs mouth." Song Chu stood up with a flick of his sleeve.

  Just as she was about to return to the bonfire, several centurions in the crowd saw her and hastily called out, "Sir!"

  The crowd automatically gave way to her, a centurion swallowed his saliva and asked, "The generals are all in the account discussing things, how should we deal with these two people?"

  Song Chu smiled secretly in his heart, wasnt it that he didnt know? But rather, he didnt dare.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Zhai Yi had no official position in this army, but due to Ji Yus respect for her and the three generals who had also come to ask for her advice, everyone had already placed her in the position of a strategist or guest.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Yu Guang glanced around and saw that the surroundings were all ferocious wolves with green eyes. If she let these two people go, she would likely stir up big trouble. She smiled faintly and said, "Everyone is being polite, Im afraid I cant make this decision..."

  Before she could finish speaking, the conscious woman suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and the people around her immediately drew their swords. The woman stumbled and fell to the ground not far from Song Chuyis feet, crawling forward and grabbing onto his robe, crying and begging, "Please, sir, save my sister! Please, sir, save her! Shes going to die!"

  The girls voice was hoarse and dry, every word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat with great difficulty, but it could still be discerned that she was not very old.

  "Master!" The woman looked up at Song with pleading eyes as he showed no reaction.

  At first glance, Song saw that her face, covered with mud, was washed clean by tears, revealing smooth and fair skin.

  With Song Shis discerning eye, this woman was indeed not ordinary. Not to mention whether she was born beautiful or not, but even in such a disheveled state, she still had three parts of the appearance that made one feel pity and love for her.

  Although the womans speech sounds like that of Wei, there are not a few cities in Wei that have been occupied by Qi. Even if Song had the ability to speak multiple languages at first, he didnt have the skill to distinguish between different dialects within ten miles. Keeping the mysterious princess in the military camp on his own was just as she said, he didnt have that power.

  However, showing some favor is possible. Song Chu said to several hundred officials, "Since their origin is unclear, lets detain them first and wait for the generals instructions. Before that, no one is allowed to touch them."

  "Yes!" The crowd responded in unison with their fists clenched.

  In fact, these soldiers were just too long without seeing a woman and were a bit impulsive. Song Chuyi didnt believe that any man could still have the energy to do that kind of thing after marching for seven days.

  "Find a doctor to take a look at her, dont let her die." Song Chuoyi raised his chin and pointed to the woman who had fainted.

  "Sir, your kindness is as boundless as the heavens! I will never forget it!" The woman, Ji, bowed deeply to Song Chu.

  Song Chu looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, watching her make a courtesy call, and it was clear that she was not an ordinary woman from a common family, nor was she a slave.

  At present, slaves actually have no special etiquette. When they see a noble person, there are only two actions - prostration and bowing. In front of the nobility, when doing anything, they must bend their bodies, and when paying homage, they will prostrate themselves on the ground. What is called etiquette is a high-level thing used to regulate people with status.

  Song Chu Yi watched as the two women were led away, and then he heard Ji Yus voice behind him, "Mr. Huai Jin."

  "Is the discussion over?" Song Chu asked as he turned around.

  Ji Yu inserted the bronze sword into the soil in front of him, propping himself up with both hands. Song Chuai glanced at him and knew that he wanted to chat for a while, so he waited leisurely for Ji Yu to speak.

  Ji Yu Guang swept his gaze around and said in a loud voice, "No one is allowed within five zhang!"

  The soldiers nearby heard this and responded with a shout, quickly retreating five zhang away.

  Ji Yu looked at the person in front of him again, and at that time he was trapped within the borders of Song, unable to return to his army, and had even lost contact with the outside world. He had been desperate, but by chance met Zhang Yi and Song Chu Yi, and couldnt help but feel overjoyed. At the time, he had staked everything on her, and only now did he feel that he hadnt misjudged her.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Ji Yu gave a very strange feeling to one person. Although he looked like a young man, his whole demeanor and his clear eyes that always seemed to be smiling made him feel as if he was facing an adult gentleman.

  "Fierce north wind, Commander Ji wont just want to see me shivering in the downwind, right?" Song Chu smiled and took a mouthful of cold air, which made her roll her eyes.

  "Although he had an agreement with Mr. Huai, the number of years was not specified. As a great talent, Mr. Huai would not be confined to Wei State forever." Ji Yu did not intend to beat around the bush. After all, he had not found Zhao Yis body, and even if Song Chu said that the agreement was invalid, it would not be excessive. "Mr. Huai is still young, and currently, apart from Wei State, Im afraid there is no other place that would employ Mr. Huai."

  Song Chu slowly nodded and said, "What does General Ji mean?"

  "General Heigu will invite General to be a guest at his house, to discuss state affairs, with a term of three years. After three years, Mr. is free to come and go as he pleases." said Ji Yu Dao.

  Nowadays, talented scholars with great ambitions flock to the Seven Champions Country, either for fame and fortune or to fulfill their lofty aspirations. The treatment of scholars in the Seven Champions Country is also very good, which has led to smaller countries being increasingly neglected, becoming weaker day by day, while stronger countries become even more powerful.

  "I appreciate your trust." Song Chu made a slight bow, then straightened up and continued, "General Jis trust is a great honor to me, but this matter is of great importance, so let me think about it overnight."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one heart knew and understood, but why did Qing Ruo have to wait until now to convey his true feelings through Ji Yus mouth? However, she was aware of the situation and for now, her only option was to muddle along in the Wei State.

  "Of course." Ji Yu Shuang quickly replied.

  Immediately, someone came to lead Song Chuyi to her camp. Since she was the only one, she received special treatment and was given a separate camp, which was very small, with only enough space for a single bed and a few tables, but she was very satisfied, much more comfortable than being crowded together with a group of people.

  Song Chuoyi lay down on the couch, and her whole bodys soreness and fatigue suddenly surged up. She let out a comfortable sigh and closed her eyes.

  Summarizing her past failures, she thought that no matter where she went, she still had to have enough self-preservation skills. As an advisor, at the very least, one must be able to take care of oneself, which is called taking care of oneself. Song Chu decided to stay in Weiguo for three years and strengthen herself!

  Thinking of this, Song Chuyi sprang up from the couch and went out of the camp to ask the soldiers on guard about the direction of the two female entertainers, then walked over.