Yang Ke grabbed a memorial and smashed it over, laughing and cursing.

"Just say what you are told and stop pretending."

Chang Chu didn't dare to hide. Taking advantage of the opportunity to bend down, he secretly stretched out his hand to catch the memorial that was thrown at him, and silently sent it back to the desk.

"I just feel that Shen Changshi's appearance, tone, and movements sometimes don't look like a woman, but more like a man."

"oh?"

Yang Ke thought about it for a moment and shook his head.

"There is something wrong. But let Marquis Shen have a headache about this matter. No matter what she is like, as long as she contributes to our Wei Dynasty and makes our country's power stronger, I will not care about her."

At this time, Shen Xiyao, who was still unaware of her identity crisis, was still walking slowly on the streets of Luoyang City.

She took out a few pages from her arms and roughly understood what happened in the imperial study. Then she compared what she and Hou Qin had discussed in the morning. Now she roughly knew what Mu Jianming was planning. But she didn't understand something. Is it really as smooth as Mu Jianming thought?

If the Later Qin Dynasty was not willing to advance westward, Mu Jianming's ideas would all come to nothing.

Thinking of the soldiers who lived in my grandfather's fiefdom and who went through life and death with my father at Jinpiguan, they had countless scars on their bodies.

Shen Xiyao bit her lip lightly.

This was the first time that she took the initiative to cooperate with Mu Jianming to accomplish something.

Thinking about things along the way, Shen Xiyao slowly walked back to the Marquis Mansion in Northern Hebei.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the mansion, Shen An saluted Shen Xi who was already waiting at the door.

"Miss, the Marquis is waiting in the study."

Shen Xiyao looked at Shen An with some doubts.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, old slave."

Shen Ao was the only one in the study. At this moment, he was sipping a cup of tea leisurely and had enough time to wait for Shen Xiyao.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Shen Xiyao walked into the study and saluted.

"oh."

Shen Ao agreed, put down the teacup, stood up and slowly walked to the study door with his hands behind his back, closing the door.

"Yao'er, His Majesty said something in the afternoon, uh, you should know what it was."

Shen Xiyao curled her lips with some disdain when she thought of what was recorded on the paper.

Even though he told himself to keep it a secret, he publicized it everywhere.

"Later Qin, Bai Die."

"Um."

Shen Ao nodded.

"There's just one thing I'm not sure about. You've only been to the fiefdom twice since you were a child, and stayed in Luojing City the rest of the time. How do you know about things like the Western Regions and Bai Die."

Shen Xiyao was stunned for a moment.

She didn't expect that Shen Ao would ask this question so calmly.

How to explain this?

Shen Xiyao lowered her head, her eyes flickering and she didn't know how to answer.

Mu Jianming had anticipated this and gave several alternative answers.

You can tell by reading a book!

The reward for saving an old beggar or an old Taoist priest on a snowy night!

There was a great master, but unfortunately he has passed away!

Immortal possession!

Taught by God!

It just seems like none of them are very reliable.

From reading a book?

Think about some of the things Mu Jianming did. Not to mention the Shen family and even the entire Wei Dynasty may not have these books.

The reward for saving an old beggar or an old Taoist priest on a snowy night?

Uh...this excuse is so lame, you can tell it's fake at a glance.

After all, I am still a woman. Not to mention it is a snowy night, or even on ordinary days, it is impossible for me to go out alone when it gets dark. Even if there is an old beggar or an old Taoist priest who comes to ask for help, the guards at the door can help, but it is not their turn. to oneself.

There was a great master, but unfortunately he has passed away?

For the same reason, it is a pity that I am a woman. Even if there is such a person, it is more likely that he will teach a man instead of a girl.

As for the last two items under her body, Shen Xiyao felt that Mu Jianming was just making up the numbers and wrote them down.

"how……"

"grandfather."

Shen Xiyao interrupted Shen Ao and looked up into Shen Ao's eyes.

“Has Grandpa ever heard of polysomnia?”

"Polysoulism?"

Shen Ao recited the disease word by word, then frowned and looked at Shen Xiyao with wide eyes.
Chapter completed!