Qing Qiu Zi Yue was sitting in front of the desk, making people worried about what she had in mind. But there was no particular reason why she was sitting infront of the desk.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue's brows furrowed slightly as she pondered for a moment. She held the quill in her right hand and pressed the specially-processed animal skin paper on her left hand.
The brush moved like dragons and snakes, and the ink was like rain. It could be said that it was natural and smooth, with the style of a contemporary calligraphy master.
After half an hour, Qing Qiu Zi Yue carefully examined it, and a satisfied smile appeared on her beautiful face, warming one's heart like the spring sun.
She stretched lazily, and the majestic mountain became more and more magnificent. It trembled with her breathing and let out a satisfied moan.
"It's done,"
Qing Qiu Zi Yue put down her fine quill pen and pushed the military intelligence she had written forward to Qing Luan, saying, "Help me Polish it, then give it to the king."
Qing Luan slightly raised her eyes, glanced at the animal skin paper that was almost full of words, and nodded slightly.
As expected from Qing Qiu Zi Yue, the animal skin paper was full of children's graffiti. It was very intuitive.
There were two matchstick figures, one with the word "King" and the other with the word "Zi Yue"
No matter what the matchstick men were doing, be it eating or sleeping, a small round frame would appear above its head with the word "Zi Yue" or "King"
The general meaning was that when Qing Qiu Zi Yue was eating, sleeping, training, and working, she was thinking about the king.
It took up 99% of the animal skin paper, and the last part of the animal skin paper described the military situation in a ghost-like way.
Some matchstick figures were coming over from the west by boat.
Yes, that's right, this was the main topic of the military intelligence, but it only took up one percent of the space on the animal skin paper.
The other 99% were more like love letters than military intelligence.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue did not feel ashamed at all. She placed her hands on her waist triumphantly, making her small waist look even slimmer. She laughed and said, "How is it, how is it? Isn't my military report very well-written?"
"I've been secretly practicing for a long time before I learned how to draw myself and our king clearly."
She proudly raised her head and pointed at the words on the two matchstick figures.
It was one of the few words that Qing Qiu Zi Yue could read.
Zi Yue.
Yang Xu.
King.
As for the other words, there was no need to trouble her.
Until now, Qing Qiu Zi Yue had not learned how to count from one to a hundred.
Faced with Qing Qiu Zi Yue's bragging, Qing Luan's glass-like eyes unconsciously glanced at the wall of the stone room.
There were all kinds of little people drawn on it, and without exception, they were all marked with the words 'King' and 'Zi Yue'.
This was the so-called secret practice.
If it wasn't for the fact that Qing Luan had kept all the animal skin papers to prevent them from being wasted by a certain commander without any self-awareness... She firmly believed that not a single piece of animal skin could be found at the west sea outpost.
Qing Luan sighed. She was too lazy to teach her a lesson. She said indifferently, "Yes."
Qing Qiu Zi Yue nodded in satisfaction, her beautiful face full of anticipation. Her pair of green gem-like eyes looked out of the window of the stone room in anticipation, and she said in distress, "Ah, if the king replies to me, what should I say?."
The corners of Qing Luan's eyes twitched slightly, and she wanted to break Qing Qiu Zi Yue's fantasy.
You've never received a love letter from the king, so stop dreaming every day. An idiot should have the self-awareness of an idiot.
However, Qing Luan did not say it out loud, not because she was afraid of Qing Qiu Zi Yue, but because she knew that even if she did, Qing Qiu Zi Yue would not take it to heart.
Idiots always liked to stay in their own world, and outsiders 'opinions were not important.
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In the afternoon, the military intelligence from the west sea outpost was sent to the capital of the nation, Chao Yang.
A young messenger of the azure bird clan hurriedly entered the palace with the intelligence of the west sea army.
He followed the beautiful mermaid palace maid into the study of the palace. He lowered his head and did not dare to look around casually. He only peeked at Yang Xu, who was sitting behind the desk, deep in thought, with respect and fanaticism in his eyes.
He held the west sea military information with both hands. Afraid of disturbing Yang Xu's meditation, he whispered respectfully, "Your Majesty, military infomation from the west sea outpost."
Yang Xu was thinking about the future layout of the Great Xu nation and the direction of its development. He was awakened by the news of the west sea army.
He glanced at the military information with his solemn expression and said, "Send it up."
An alluring palace maid of the fox clan stepped forward and took the wooden tube. She first checked the beeswax seal and confirmed that the beeswax was intact and had not been opened before she presented it.
Yang Xu opened the wooden tube and took out two pieces of animal skin paper.
One was the masterpiece of Qing Qiu Zi Yue filled with her infatuation for the king.
Yang Xu looked at the children's graffiti and the various matchstick figures. He had a gentle look in his eyes and shook his head.
This idiot, when will she learn to write? However, this time, the matchstick figure had improved.
He rolled up the animal skin that recorded the Qing Qiu Zi Yue's masterpiece and carefully kept it in the left drawer of his desk. It was filled with animal skin papers, some lying open in the drawers, filled with child scribbles of various matchstick figures. From the style of the scribbles, one could easily deduce that these were the works of Qing Qiu Zi Yue.
Yang Xu put away Qing Qiu Zi Yue paper and opened another scroll of animal skin.
A simple message was recorded on it.
[We found intelligent creatures similar to us on the coast of the west sea. They came from the vast west sea by boat and landed on the beach near the great river.]
[There are about 200 people. The situation is unknown.]
Yang Xu looked at the military information on the animal skin paper, and his expression instantly became extremely serious.
They came by boat. A humanoid creature.
In the four and a half years he had been in the wilderness, Yang Xu had never discovered any other tribes, let alone any kingdoms.
Although he had known that the west sea incident was not as simple as it seemed, he did not expect it to be so exciting. Although the information from the west sea outpost was short, Yang Xu could judge that it must be another tribe or another kingdom based on the information.
It was not a small matter for more than two hundred people to cross the sea at once.
It was premeditated.
They had a plan.
They might even be the vanguard!
If that was the case, they would be in big trouble.
When the nation was first established, the total population was less than ten thousand. Although most of the people in the nation were young and strong, they had high advantages in war even if the other party had the same amount of people.
To be able to survive in this wilderness and develop so well, they were definitely not ordinary races. The other party also had the ability to cross the sea and had already surpassed Great Xu country in terms of long distance navigation.
He had to be steady, cautious, and careful.
Yang Xu clenched the animal skin and immediately made a decision.
Don't act rashly.
He had to first investigate the other party's goal and obtain detailed information on them. He had to determine how many troops the other party had, how their combat power was, when the reinforcements would arrive, and how many reinforcements they could possibly have.
As the ancient saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be victorious."
He had to be careful about this.
Yang Xu thought for a moment and immediately wrote a military order.
He ordered the soldiers at the west sea outpost to be careful, pay attention to hiding their whereabouts. Also most importantly, not letting others discover the existence of the Great Xu nation.
The main goal is to probe the other party's strength, do not act rashly, do not easily provoke conflict.
After explaining the strategy and policies, Yang Xu pondered for a while and started writing again.
[I'll personally head to the West Ocean outpost.]
After he finished writing, Yang Xu handed the order to the the azure bird and told him to send it to the west sea outpost as soon as possible without any delay.
After receiving the order, the messenger didn't dare to delay and left in a hurry.
Yang Xu stood in front of the window of the study and looked at the messenger in the distance. His brows were tightly furrowed.
It was one thing to be cautious, but if the enemy harbored ill intentions and hostility...
Although the Great Xu nation was small, the blood was still hot. A fierce battle, a battle!
If it was bullied to the door, it would only bark. It was no different from a wild dog with its spine broken.