#841 - Dragon Boat Festival

The following two days were relatively peaceful.

The news of Gongsun Yan's capture spread like wildfire in Yongding City, and Lu Yuanjin also reappeared on Dragon Head Mountain, everything seemed to be developing in the direction that the people of Da Hui were hoping for.

The notice of Gongsun Yan's execution had not yet been issued, it was estimated that Chu Xianping wanted to "warm up" first, in order to maximize public outrage.

However, the news of the 200,000 troops entering the country had quietly floated into Yongding City.

Of course, even if Da Hui was badly damaged, its current national strength could barely cope with these 200,000 people.

But with Wei Changtian, it would be hard to say.

Presumably fearing retaliation from this "Wei Yama", the Da Hui military still did not take any action, and just watched as the army crossed the Da Hui border all the way and headed straight for Yongding.

In this way, the major forces of Da Hui should not be betting anymore, and it was clear that they were waiting for everything to settle down.

Whether to continue serving the "old master" or switch to supporting the "new king". These powerful figures did not feel that the situation was very clear.

After all, no matter what, Wei Changtian did not leave Yongding.

As long as Wei Changtian does not leave, this battle for the throne has not ended.

Everyone understood this principle, but very few people knew what Wei Changtian was waiting for.

It was not until the early morning of April 28th, when a long notice was posted on the list boards in front of the various yamen, that some people vaguely thought of something.

The notice about the execution of Gongsun Yan was very long, and unlike the previous cold official language, this time the content can be described as painstaking and sincere.

Simply put, Lu Yuanjin first carefully "summarized" how much his Lu family had paid for the development of Da Hui, and how many achievements they had made.

Then, he solemnly mourned his dear father Lu Hongji, who was killed by Wei Changtian, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died on the Xin Feng battlefield.

Oh, and his younger brother Lu Yuansong and Kang Wang Lu Xiangshan.

In short, rather than saying that this was a notice, it was better to say that it was a "proclamation to the people".

After the foreshadowing, Lu Yuanjin changed his writing style and used a lot of ink to accuse Gongsun Yan of his crimes.

Treason, rebellion, killing civilians, etc., etc.

Therefore, mentioning it would be like slapping himself in the face, so it is better not to mention it.

However, Gongsun Yan was already in his hands, so he could scold him as much as he wanted.

After scolding for a long time, the notice finally wrote:

[Gongsun Yan's crime is monstrous and intolerable to the world. Although he holds the title of Marquis, he cannot resist it. Therefore, he will be escorted to the market at noon seven days later and beheaded in public!]

At this point, the news of Gongsun Yan's execution was finally made public.

And coincidentally, the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May seven days later was exactly the Dragon Boat Festival.

If nothing else, this should be the most memorable Dragon Boat Festival in the lives of millions of people in Yongding City.

Zhuwu Inn.

"Young Master, the notice is out."

Unlike the suddenly noisy atmosphere outside the inn, the small courtyard was still quiet.

Zhang San hurried into the study to report the news to Wei Changtian, while the latter was writing something and didn't even raise his head.

"Okay, I know."

"By the way, send this letter back to Shuzhou City."

After writing the last few words, he folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope, handing it to Zhang San.

Zhang San took it and glanced at it. Seeing that there was no name on the envelope, he asked very cautiously:

"Young Master, which madam is this for?"

"...Lu Jingyao."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Zhang San responded and quickly left the room with the letter.

Wei Changtian shook his wrist with relief, as if writing a letter had exhausted him.

It had been so long since he traveled through time, and he had now completely adapted to daily communication, but writing letters was still not very skilled.

Therefore, the reply to Lu Jingyao was delayed for several days before he finally dealt with it.

"Alas, I said before that I would vigorously promote Mandarin..."

Recalling the ambition he made when he was tortured by writing letters for the first time in Shuzhou, Wei Changtian muttered in a low voice, and casually threw the brush into the pen washer.

Yang Liushi, who was helping him wash the brush, asked curiously:

"Husband, what is Mandarin?"

"It's vernacular."

Wei Changtian curled his lips: "Why can't I use vernacular when writing letters?"

"Hehe, that's other people."

Yang Liushi smiled and said: "Even if your husband writes in vernacular, no one would dare to say anything."

"That's true..."

After being reminded by Yang Liushi, Wei Changtian suddenly realized that with his current status, it seemed that he could indeed "do whatever he wanted" in many things.

Not to mention using vernacular, even if he wrote letters in English, no one would dare to interfere.

"By the way, where is Li Zimu?"

Wei Changtian asked suspiciously: "I haven't seen her all morning. She didn't go to Chu Xianping, did she?"

"Giggle, if Zimu really went to Chu Xianping, how could she not tell you."

Yang Liushi gently shook the washed brush, and the fair wrist under her rolled-up sleeves was like a white lotus root.

"She went to learn cooking from Miss Qin."

"Learn to cook?"

Wei Changtian was puzzled: "Isn't she idle? What's the point of learning this?"

"Oh, it's always a good thing for a girl to cook well."

Yang Liushi smiled and said: "Maybe she can marry a good family."

"Forget it, marriage is all about God's will."

Wei Changtian rolled his eyes: "You, Wan'er, and Qin'er can't cook, but you still married well."

"Giggle, Husband, you are so shameless."

Yang Liushi smiled even more: "Where is there such a way to praise yourself."

"Just telling the truth."

Wei Changtian sighed: "Li Zimu's luck is not as good as yours in this regard."

"Yes."

The smile on her face gradually faded, and Yang Liushi echoed softly: "Actually, I have always felt that Young Master Tang and Zimu are a good match, but I didn't expect it to end up like this."

"Tsk, Tang Chen's matter was entirely her own fault."

Wei Changtian said disdainfully: "Chu Xianping is obviously not as interested in her as Tang Chen, but she still chose Chu Xianping, who can she blame?"

"But love is always about mutual affection."

Yang Liushi shook her head and defended Li Zimu: "Zimu just likes Chu Xianping, there's nothing she can do about it."

"Alright, alright, I won't argue with you."

Waving his hand and standing up, Wei Changtian stopped arguing with Yang Liushi about Li Zimu's emotional problems, muttering to himself, preparing to go out and find a notice to read.

However, just at this moment, Zhang San, who had just left not long ago, appeared in front of him again.

"Young Master, Chu An wants to see you."