Traveling through ancient times, the empress insisted on having a child with me

Chapter 115 It’s better to strike first

In the Qianqing Palace, Lu Xi was leaning on the couch, her hair disheveled and her expression lazy, holding a secret report sent by Chuyi in her hand.

In the past, the secret report only came on a small piece of paper, but today there were two. Lu Xi was curious, so he just glanced at the first piece of paper and then pulled out the second piece of paper.

There was no information or anything like that on the note, but rather a poem.

The fragrance of the red lotus has faded, the jade mat is cold in autumn, I take off my silk dress and go up the orchid boat alone. Who sent the brocade letter from the clouds? When the wild geese return, the moon is full in the west building.

This clumsy handwriting looks like that of a beginner. It's obviously written by Ling Chuan. Lu Xi has a strange expression on his face. What the hell is this?

How could a grown man be so lonely while the fragrance of red lotus remains and go on the orchid boat alone? The words "the moon is full in the west tower" reminded her of that night of indulgence and she couldn't help but feel hot on her face. The words "take off my clothes" could not mean taking off my clothes.

How dare this lecher write obscene poems to tease me? Lu Xi bit her lower lip lightly and continued reading.

The flower is floating and the water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but my heart.

Lu Xi's hands couldn't help but tremble, and tears started to appear in his eyes.

Only under the brow, but our hearts.

Although Lu Xi had not left the palace for half a month, she received news from Ling Chuan almost every day, so she didn't miss Ling Chuan that much.

But this poem was like a silver needle, silently bypassing the defense line and reaching Lu Xi's heart.

The defense line was breached, and the tide of longing in Lu Xi's heart flooded in an instant, and tears filled her eyes.

"The ninth day of the ninth lunar month!"

A figure came out from behind the pillar and bowed to Lu Xi.

"Prepare the car and go to San Tiao Lane."

Chujiu was stunned: "Your Majesty, it's already midnight."

"I said prepare the car."

Chujiu bowed and responded.

On the other side, Lingchuan was concentrating on fooling Chuyi. The donkey cart had already arrived at the back door of Yunfuji. Just as Lingchuan jumped off the donkey cart, he saw a black horse-drawn carriage slowly approaching.

This carriage looks familiar.

As soon as the thought came to Ling Chuan's mind, he realized that this was Lu Xi's carriage.

He hurried forward and saw that the person driving the coach was Chujiu, and a smile appeared on his face.

The poem that I racked my brains to recall actually worked.

A horse-drawn carriage and a donkey-drawn cart entered the yard one after another.

Then Ling Chuan and Lu Xi entered the small building one after another.

As soon as she reached the second floor, Lu Xi threw herself into Ling Chuan's arms like a young swallow flying into the forest.

After a passionate kiss, Lu Xi lowered her head and leaned in Ling Chuan's arms.

"Did you write that poem yourself?"

Ling Chuan thought that this poem could not be faked, and quickly denied it: "I saw it in a miscellaneous book, and it just happened to fit my thoughts, so I copied it for you."

Lu Xi looked up and rolled her eyes at him, then gently pushed him away and sat aside: "Do you know why I put you in the Investigation Department?"

Ling Chuan moved his chair next to Lu Xi, sat next to her, and grabbed Lu Xi's hand without hesitation: "Of course, it's to make me powerful."

Lu Xi rolled his eyes at him again: "Then how do you plan to dominate the world?"

Ling Chuan chuckled: "As long as we turn the Investigation Department back into the East Factory, it will basically be done."

"You are short-sighted." Lu Xi snorted, "No matter how you look at it, the East Factory is a place where people suffer hardships. Don't you want to go to the court?"

"You're right." Ling Chuan slapped the table and said in a heroic manner: "A real man is born between heaven and earth, and he should make great achievements and accomplish unparalleled feats."

"Do you really mean what you say?"

When Ling Chuan saw that Lu Xi's eyes seemed to be shining, he couldn't help but be shocked. Has this guy got into her heart?

He was right this time. According to the Queen Mother, Ling Chuan could not give Lu Xi strong support, so the Queen Mother still suggested that Lu Xi marry into a powerful family to stabilize the Dasheng Empire.

But if Ling Chuan can really achieve unprecedented achievements, Lu Xi can also take the opportunity to promote Ling Chuan to a high position.

However, this thought only flashed through Lu Xi's mind. It is not easy to achieve an unprecedented achievement. Not only does one need strength, but also opportunity.

So Lu Xi changed the subject: "Speaking of which, where did you go today, and why did you come back so late?"

Ling Chuan was still thinking about how to continue pretending, but when he heard these words, he suddenly froze as if he had been cast under a spell.

"Uh... I went out drinking with Shi Xing and Zhao Youtang today." Ling Chuan said, "Come to think of it, I have something to discuss with you."

Lu Xi was at a loss and Ling Chuan changed the subject: "What's the matter?"

Then Ling Chuan told the story about sugar futures again, but he told Lu Xi more details than Shi and Zhao.

Finally, he added: "The workshop in Jilongshan has already started production, but the raw materials have always been controlled by Guangfenghao, so my ultimate goal is to take over Guangfenghao."

"Isn't it too risky to offend King Ning just for the Guangfeng?"

Ling Chuan stretched out his index finger and shook it: "Liu Quan has been asking about the origin of my white sugar, which means that King Ning has been eyeing me for a long time. Even if I don't offend him, I'm afraid he will deal with me. It's better to strike first."

"But even if you succeed, how much loss will King Ning suffer? It's just a Guangfeng ship, it can't hurt King Ning's foundation."

"You are wrong." Ling Chuan said proudly: "The Guangfeng has already fallen into the pit, so this will definitely succeed. Moreover, this is a bottomless pit. It looks like just a small hole on his finger, but his blood can be sucked dry through this small hole."

Lu Xi asked doubtfully: "Are you sure?"

Ling Chuan smiled: "The only way to break the deadlock is to sacrifice the car to save the king. This depends on whether King Ning has the courage. If he hesitates, it will cause huge losses."

Lu Xi hesitated for a moment and then said, "Okay, I believe you. What do you want me to do?"

Ling Chuan rubbed his fingers and said, "Silver, this game requires a lot of silver. The more money you have, the greater the loss to King Ning. Secondly, I also need a stranger."

"What do you mean?"

"I have signed an exclusive sales contract with Guangfeng Hao. I have to arrange for an outsider to take care of the business. Otherwise, I will have to pay a hundred thousand taels of silver, which is not worth it."

"Okay, I can arrange the people, but the money..." Lu Xi gritted his teeth: "Is two hundred thousand taels enough?"

"That's enough, you are really rich."

Ling Chuan was overjoyed and opened his arms to hug Lu Xi, but Lu Xi dodged and said, "It's getting late. I have to go back."

"You're not staying overnight." The disappointment on Ling Chuan's face was evident.

Lu Xi rolled her eyes at him and said, "How dare you say that? You wrote a pornographic poem to tease me. How could I fall for your trick?"

Ling Chuan sighed: "How can this be considered an obscene poem? You can't wrongly accuse a good person."

"Bah, you are still a nice guy, then tell me, whose clothes are you going to undress by undressing?"

After Lu Xi finished speaking, her face was already red. Ling Chuan hurriedly explained: "This poem was copied. It was probably written by a female talent. It's reasonable for her to take off her own clothes."

Lu Xi was stunned for a moment. It was true. But she still glared at Ling Chuan: "Who told you to copy other people's poems?"

Ling Chuan smiled awkwardly and moved closer: "So..."

Lu Xi stepped back: "No, don't let your imagination run wild."

As he spoke, Lu Xi took another step forward and pecked Ling Chuan lightly on the lips: "When you finish this matter, I will let you..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"You can do whatever you want."

After saying this, Lu Xiren had already gone downstairs.