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  "Huai Jin!" Ji Meng couldn't bear it anymore and was about to kick open the door.

  Song Chuanyi had just sat up from his bed "Ji Wu! Don't let him kick the door!"

  Although Ji Meng was responsible for reinstalling it after it was kicked off, she didn't want to change the door panel every day either.

  As soon as the door opened, Ji Meng rushed in eagerly "Where is the beauty?"

  "You and Nan Yunxi have never seen a beauty in this life?" Song Chuoyi yawned and walked into the inner room.

  "It's because I've seen the beauty of a beautiful woman that my thoughts are like madness." Ji Mian smiled and ran into the house before Song Chu.

  The princess looked at the pale and thin child on the bed, then turned around to search for "the beauty" everywhere in the house.

  Song Chu sat on one knee in front of the table, poured himself a cup of water with his hand, and pointed to the couch with his chin.

  "Is this a beauty?" Ji Meng didn't know that Nan Qi had never seen what was called a beauty, and incredulously said "Yuan Xi's recent tastes are not ordinary..."

  "When does he usually pass by?" Song Chu drank a mouthful of water, and his whole body shuddered with cold.

  Ji Mian smiled and nodded in agreement, "You're right. By the way, we didn't attend the last policy discussion meeting, are you going to today's debate? You've just arrived, it would be good for you to meet the scholars from Puyang."

  "I won't go." Song Chuyi firmly refused.

  Participants in the debate must have their own opinions, and those who disagree with this opinion will debate with them. Although her theory of national extinction is only known to a few people, if someone proposes a debate, it may spread immediately, and when that happens, it will be too late to cover up.

  Xie Mian thought for a moment and also understood Song Chuyi's meaning. "I told you, you're too impulsive. This kind of talk can't be made public."

  Song Chu smiled faintly, and those who understood knew her intention, while those who didn't thought she was reckless.

  In fact, this matter does have a certain degree of risk. If you want to achieve great things, even if you are cautious and plan carefully, there is still some risk involved. Is there really a foolproof strategy?

  The theory of the path to national destruction, once spread, will inevitably make Song Chuanyi famous. It can be expected that various schools of thought will criticize it, but what's most important is that the theory of national destruction goes against morality. Even if the rulers of the seven countries all harbor hegemonic ambitions, who dares to openly declare to the world their intention to destroy the other six countries? If Song Chuanyi's theory of the path to national destruction is promoted, it would be equivalent to publicly announcing this intention to the world.

  This may not necessarily put Song ChuYi in a dead end, but it will definitely make his future path fraught with obstacles.

  "Huai Jin, what are you doing with this child? The Lord of Shi Valley will give you servants in a few days."

  Ji Mian thought that Song Chu Yi was alone because no one served him, so she wanted to raise one herself.

  At first glance at the child on the couch, he remained silent for a moment before saying "Because he is a beautiful person."

  She saw her serious look and didn't seem to be joking. She carefully examined that small, sallow face, but no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't find anything good-looking about it.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the reason why Yi wanted to save him was actually because of his strong desire to survive. In that desperate situation, there might be more than one person who still had a breath left, but only he remained clear-headed, his small hands clinging tightly to the wooden board, even if it was futile, at least he tried before dying.

  That unyielding spirit of never giving up until death moved Song Chuyi. She liked strong-willed people.

  "Are you really not going?" Ji Meng asked, seeing that Song Chu didn't change his mind. "Then I won't go either." Just as Ji Meng was about to speak, a young man's voice came from outside the door: "Hua Jin, sir, the general has summoned you."

  Song Chuanyi pulled out his clothes from beside the bed and put them on as he walked outside. "Is there anything to say?"

  As soon as the door was opened, Song Chuyi saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a handsome and fair complexion, but it was not the one who often passed on messages before.

  "I didn't say anything about Master Hui." The young man bowed his head.

  Song Chu smoothed out her clothes, raised her hand to roughly comb her hair a few times, and then scooped water from the bucket in the corridor to rinse her mouth and wash her face.

  The young man felt it was just a blink of an eye, and Song Chuyi was already standing in front of him with a clear mind and spirit.

  Ji Mian heard Song Chuyi was going to the front yard and walked out "I'm going out of the mansion for a stroll."

  Song Shi said with a nod, "Let's go together."

  Xiang Xian looked at Song Chu Er carefully, her hair was still very messy even after being combed, and although she wasn't bad-looking, she couldn't be considered good-looking either...

  It's fine now, everything looks perfectly normal! Ji Meng let out a sigh of relief. At this close distance, looking at Song Chu again, there was no unusual feeling like yesterday's fleeting sensation.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he unknowingly walked to the door of Zi Ya and Zi Chao's room and said, "Zi Ya, take good care of that child."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Yizhen had once instructed her daughter Ya not to easily appear in front of outsiders, so she only replied from behind the door, "Yes."

  The two of them went to the front yard together, Ji Mian left the mansion alone, and Song Chuyi followed the maid into the main hall.

  Keiichi Iwata wore a hemp robe, his usual serious expression now had a faint smile, making him look much kinder.

  "General." Song Chu bowed his head and saluted.

  "Please come up." said Kaito Minaguchi.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one dark payment was made to counter the strategy of the Wei State, which did not seem to have any effect for the time being. Chōya Kei treated her so warmly, probably because Chōya had no intention of doing anything wrong.

  As expected, Song Chu Yi had just sat down when he heard Cao Guo say "I heard that yesterday Na Wu didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of you and was very obedient, it really put my mind at ease."

  Taro Yamada was not a bad kid, he was just very rebellious and always went against the wishes of his elders. Whatever they thought was good for him, he would refuse to accept. One after another, the tutors that were invited over were chased away by him, it seemed like things were going to get out of hand. This had almost become a source of worry for Taro Yamada, but yesterday's events made him very happy, and he immediately ordered people to reward Song Chu Yi.

  "The young master has a unique talent, and he naturally has his own gains and losses. General, rest assured that Huaichen will definitely have a good relationship with the young master, and Huaichen will surely teach him wholeheartedly." Song Chuyi sincerely said a few words of courtesy.

  "Good." Zhang Guo Qing slightly gathered his smile and turned to say, "Mr. Huai Zhen's luggage for visiting Qin is all ready, I wonder when he will set off?"

  Song Chu said without hesitation, "The sooner the better."

  After all, the road is uncertain and has not been known for a long time. It takes more than a month to travel on the road. It's best to take advantage of this wave of public opinion before it passes to persuade Qin Guo to send troops.

  Kei Katsuragi also means this, but what he mainly wants to say is "I want you to take Akira with you."

  "This matter is fraught with danger, not suitable for taking risks." Song Chu Yi tactfully refused. Although she felt that she could definitely make Lin Yu obedient, she didn't have the time and energy to spare on a rebellious teenager.

  "Let him exercise a bit too, and please don't decline, Mr. Huaijin." Kaito Kei seemed to not understand what Song Chuyi meant.