After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Chapter 276 Let her kill someone, maybe

Not allowing for mistakes means acting cautiously. Being cautious is not a bad thing, but being too cautious will inevitably restrict your hands and feet.

The Qi family cannot afford any failure. If they fail, they will be completely trampled down by their political enemies, and it will be extremely difficult for them to recover.

"Reinforcements?" Han Ziyu frowned. "Does your Highness think that the Western Chu court will continue to send troops?"

Chu Xi curled his lips, "No, it's too slow to mobilize troops, especially since they still need to cross the river. Crossing the river is dangerous. Once the news leaks out and we find out that they have set an ambush in advance, their reinforcements may all die in the river."

"Besides, with Qi Minsong's current prestige in the Western Chu court, and the Western Chu emperor's fear of the Qi family, he will not easily send more troops."

This river not only helps Western Chu, but may also become a major obstacle for them.

Regardless of the numerous internal conflicts within Western Chu or the danger of crossing the river, it is impossible for Western Chu to send more troops over for the time being.

Based on her previous observations in the capital, Qi Minsong probably reached some kind of agreement with the Fifth Prince of Western Chu, and could be considered the Fifth Prince's man for the time being.

The struggle for the throne in Western Chu was no milder than that in Great Zhou, and the internal struggle was equally fierce.

Even if Qi Minsong could persuade the Fifth Prince to speak for him in the court and ask the Emperor of Western Chu to increase the number of troops, the Fourth Prince would not agree easily and might even try to stop it.

Han Yaojun understood what Chu Qibai meant and thought for a moment, "You make sense."

Anyone who can sit in this position is not a fool. Chu Xi has already said this, and he instantly understood the meaning.

"So, he plans to ask for... outside help?"

"Yeah." Chu Xi nodded.

"Foreign aid?" Han Ziyu frowned and thought for a moment, "The foreign aid that the prince is referring to is the Great Zhou army outside the east and west gates?"

"Maybe it's not just them." Chu Xi couldn't say too much and could only remind them tactfully.

War is evil and ugly.

She didn't want this fight to continue endlessly.

Just like in the novel, they lost four cities before counterattacking and taking them back.

Even though the novel doesn't describe it in too much detail, one can probably guess that the fate of the people in the city would not be any better!

The defeated prisoners would have no good end.

If they were willing to exchange them for gold, silver and other valuables, it would be considered good. If they were not willing, most of the captives would become hard laborers, doing the most tiring work, eating the least, and being a vent for the soldiers from time to time, allowing them to beat and scold them.

Han Ziyu's face changed slightly when he heard this. "That's troublesome. If Xi Chu really intends to join forces with Japan and other countries, then the 100,000 reinforcements sent by His Majesty may not be enough!"

The more they discussed, the more frightened they became.

He simply went down the city wall temporarily, called Tang Juncheng, General Zhou and others, and sat down to discuss how to deal with Xi Chu's request for foreign aid.

There were more than a dozen generals who had retreated from various places and sat in a circle around a table that was neither too big nor too small.

After the flood, there were continuous wars. Many soldiers suddenly entered the city. The people were so frightened every day that they had no time to clean their houses.

They had borrowed this room temporarily from someone else. Most of the stools in the room were missing limbs and were wobbly. They made creaking sounds when moved, making the room very lively.

Chu Xi was about to curse after listening to them talking back and forth, as they hadn't yet reached a conclusion.

It was too noisy.

Chu Xi's waist hurt from sitting, and he couldn't tell whether it was the wound on the side of his waist that hurt or the pain from being bored while sitting.

She felt dizzy after listening to it, and when no one else was paying attention, she quietly slipped out of the house.

With so many people in there, she probably isn't needed anymore.

Let her kill someone, maybe she can do it.

But when it comes to giving advice, especially military advice, her ability is really limited.

As the saying goes, every inch has its own strengths and every foot has its own weaknesses.

She really had no power to do anything about it. Instead of listening to their quarrels inside, she might as well go out and get some fresh air.

After Chu Xi went out, he wanted to go down the stairs and go directly to the South Gate.

But the pain in her waist was silently reminding her that the wound was probably torn open again and needed medicine.

As a handsome young man from aristocratic family, Rong Qingzhu used to care most about etiquette and manners, but now, he has lost all manners.

His brocade robe was completely stained with blood and dust, and even his hair was inevitably stained with a few strands of grass.

He was squatting on the street, hunched over and talking to a child with a smile on his lips. A breeze blew by, ruffling his hair that was loose at the back, causing the ends of his hair to sway gently.

It made him seem particularly gentle.

Chu Xi suddenly understood why she always instinctively regarded this place as the real world.

Because everything here is real to her.

The people are real, the battlefield is real, and the pain...is real too.

"Qi Bai?" Rong Qingzhu had walked in front of her without her knowing when.

Chu Xi came back to his senses, "Well, sorry, I was distracted just now and didn't hear it."

"No problem." Rong Qingzhu smiled gently.

Chu Xi could bear to have blood on his body, but he really couldn't bear to see others walking in front of him with grass on their heads.

She shook her hand and said, "Lower your head."

“?” Rong Qingzhu was puzzled, with clear doubts in his black and white eyes.

Although he didn't understand the meaning, he still lowered his head and bent his waist as Chu Xi said, with a pure and gentle expression on his eyebrows, like a "white lotus" that was not stained by dust.

Not to mention, this kind of temperament would be very popular whether in modern times or in ancient times.

At least he is more popular than Zhou Yichen and Tang Yuhuai. The former is too cold, doesn't like to smile, and seems unapproachable.

The latter is a typical person with low emotional intelligence. There is nothing wrong with being a sunny young man, but to girls, he is naturally less attractive.

Chu Xi was stunned for just a moment, and then calmly took the grass from Qingzhu's head.

"Here."

Spreading out his palm, Rong Qingzhu could see the weeds lying in his white palm at a glance.

"...It must have been accidentally stained somewhere."

Rong Qingzhu was born into a noble family, and manners and etiquette were ingrained in his bones. So when he saw the weeds in his white hand, he was stunned reflexively, his ears turned red, and he looked quite embarrassed.

This would never happen in the capital.

Others would also talk about him behind his back for a long time because of the weeds on his head.

The capital city seems to be a prosperous capital, and therefore attaches great importance to etiquette and manners, but in fact it is just a group of people who are bored.

You have to take those boring etiquette too seriously.

"Yeah." Chu Xi didn't think this was a big deal, but he couldn't help but find it interesting when he happened to see Rong Qingzhu's embarrassed and shy expression.

"Why are you here?" Rong Qingzhu asked curiously.

In his impression, Qi Bai could never stop, and even with injuries, he seemed to be still strong.

The seemingly slender body seemed to contain great tenacity and ability.

Even with wounds, he can still fight.

"I need to change the dressing on my wound." Chu Xi answered frankly.

"...I'll help you?" Rong Qingzhu didn't know what she was thinking of. A faint pink appeared on the tips of her ears. Her eyes flickered around, and she didn't dare to look at the waist of the boy in front of her.

The boy's exceptionally white and slender waist suddenly flashed in my mind.

He thought he had forgotten everything, but when he thought about it again, he realized... he had never forgotten it.