"Really?" Ying Ying raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "My Weier is the best at repaying kindness. When Mr. Huang comes back, you can thank him every day!"

"Yeah!" Ying Weier nodded her little head vigorously and said, "It's very comfortable to be next to Mr. Huang. He has a faint fragrance. It would be great if he could carry it on his back again!"

Ying Ying chuckled and said: "This can't be done. I am a distinguished guest and a big shot. How can I carry a little girl like you on my back?"

"I'm not heavy." Ying Weier rolled her eyes, puffed up her cheeks, and looked very cute when she was angry.

When Ying Ying saw that the pot was boiling, she hurriedly put down the rice and started cooking, temporarily interrupting her chat with the girl.

Ying Weier walked outside, blinked her big eyes, and looked at the increasingly faint sunset on the horizon, not knowing what she was thinking.

……………

Ba County, Tianchi Village.

The food has been placed on the table for a long time, but Liu Tichun, the Duke of Anhui, did not move his chopsticks and was still reading the secret letter sent by Li Laiheng.

In the letter, Li Laiheng spoke very respectfully. According to his seniority, he was already young, and all the heads of the families were considered his uncles.

Li Laiheng analyzed the current severe situation and once again proposed a joint operation to counterattack the Qing army in Huguang and attack the important town of Yiling.

In order to boost his confidence, Li Laiheng also claimed that Mr. Huang, a strange scholar, had come to seek refuge and offered him a secret method for destroying the city. He had already tried it and found it to be very sharp and effective.

"The current situation is extremely dangerous, how could I not know it?" Liu Tichun sighed, his eyes focused on the map on the wall, the expression on his dark face changed, and a small scar on his left cheek also trembled slightly.

After the defeat of Wushan, Liu Tichun's troops only had 10,000 men left, and they were still facing pressure from the Qing army in Sichuan. It was really difficult to draw troops to fight.

At the junction of Sichuan and Hubei, Wu Jiayuanzi and the combined troops of Yuan Zongdi and Hao Yaoqi only have four to five thousand people in total. They are the closest friendly forces. If each family sends troops, they can barely make up five or six Thousands.

After a long while, Liu Tichun withdrew his gaze, looked at the secret message on the desk again, and thought to himself: "The little tiger is extremely decisive, preparing to dispatch most of the troops. Ignoring the Qing army in the north, this is a desperate decision." Let’s fight!”

Li Laiheng's words in the letter were sincere, but he also expressed his determination to fight to the death. Even if each family was unable to send troops to help, he would attack alone and would not sit back and wait for death.

At the same time, Li Laiheng also stated that he would bear the food and grass supplies for each reinforcement. This was also a desperate decision. If he could not win, the long-term capital would be gone.

Liu Tichun scratched his head. He was really embarrassed. He also had deep doubts about the ability of the so-called Mr. Qishi Huang.

"Isn't the little tiger deceived by someone's clever words?" Liu Tichun touched the beard on his chin and made random suspicions.

After thinking about it for a long time, it was not until the soldiers came in to clear away the dishes that they discovered that the Duke had not touched a single bite and the food was already cold.

"There's no need to heat it up. I'll just take a few bites." Liu Tichun stopped the soldiers with his warm words and said, "Send someone to Wujiayuanzi and ask Duke Jingguo to come and discuss the matter."

Although Yuan Zongdi and Hao Yaoqi were in a joint camp, it was only in name only, and they still led their own troops. Similarly, they also had to guard against the Qing army's attack.

Therefore, Liu Tichun only invited Yuan Zongdi to come, and Hao Yaoqi was there. Another reason was that he and Yuan Zongdi had worked together for a long time and were very close.

If reinforcements were to be sent, Liu Tichun could not take command himself. He hoped that Yuan Zongdi would take command.

Yuan Zongdi once served as the right-camp general of the Dashun Army. He led his own army for a long time and was responsible for independent operations in one direction. His military capabilities are still trustworthy.

Finally making a decision that was not a decision, Liu Tichun felt a little relieved and ate some food. Before he could finish eating, soldiers came in to report, and Li Laiheng sent someone to deliver a secret message.

"Oh, the little tiger is so impatient? Or is there some other urgent military situation?" Liu Tichun was confused and hurriedly let the courier in, received the secret message, and arranged for the courier to go down and rest.

Sitting in front of the desk, Liu Tichun opened the secret letter. He only read a few lines before frowning and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Isn't it possible?" Liu Tichun reluctantly suppressed his turbulent emotions and continued to read the secret letter, his expression constantly changing, showing his agitation.

Li Laiheng originally didn't want to talk about Prince Zhu San, but after sending away the first secret letter, he thought about it again and again and felt it was inappropriate, so he changed his mind.

In the secret letter, Li Laiheng did not make any assertions, but described various evidences or doubts, and then elaborated on his analysis and judgment.

When Li Laiheng thought about it, even if he was just suspected of being the "third prince Zhu", it could boost the morale and morale of the Ming army and have a beneficial impact on Liu Tichun's decision-making.

Indeed, the contents of the secret letter brought a huge shock to Liu Tichun.

He first suspected that Li Laiheng had been deceived, but Li Laiheng made it clear that Mr. Huang had denied his clan origin in person.

Since they are not pretending, how can they say they are deceiving? Li Laiheng only made possible judgments based on analysis and guesswork based on clues.

Liu Tichun carefully read the contents of the secret letter two or three times before slowly putting it down and leaning into the chair. His eyes seemed to be closed, his fingers lightly tapped his thighs, and he fell into long thoughts.

"The little tiger didn't hide it, but he was afraid that it would be unclear in the future, which would affect the relationship of mutual trust." Liu Tichun understood Li Laiheng's original intention and nodded slightly.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Li Laiheng felt that he should be honest. At the same time, this also showed his trust in Liu Tichun. In the letter, he specifically asked not to leak it, and he only told Liu Tichun about it.

He even reminded Liu Tichun that secret letters will be burned after being read and must not be known to others.

"This is really a double-edged sword!" Liu Tichun smiled bitterly, "The title of the third prince can certainly boost morale and unite the morale of the army. But it will also attract the fear of the Qing court and the fierce attack of the Qing army, which will not stop until death.

."

Liu Tichun somewhat understood why Li Laiheng launched a resolute counterattack, and he was encouraged or stimulated.

"Perhaps he really is the third prince?!" Liu Tichun recalled the details described in the letter, and he couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Perhaps the third prince really fled around the country first, then went overseas, and recently returned to the country."

"The little tiger is right. If he fights to the death, he will die heroically, which is better than just waiting to die. The third prince is not the decisive factor, but it inspired him to make a difficult and decisive decision."
Chapter completed!