Ye Chunqiu's mentality gradually calmed down, and he became less interested in this matter. He simply said nothing in the past few days, set off on time every day, and waited for his appointment in the Attendant Room.

There is an uncle in the Crystal Workshop, and Wang Shouren in the New Army of Zhenguo. Everything is just a step-by-step process.

Sometimes he would go to Hanlin to sit. When he met Dai Dabin, he saw him, Dai Dabin waved to him and said, "Comrade Ye Xiu, come here to have tea."

Ye Chunqiu looked at him and couldn't help but smile, and followed him to the National History Museum. The National History Museum was still quiet, but Dai Dabin frowned and said, "Did **** say something nonsense in the first few days?"

"Nonsense?" Ye Chunqiu said without thinking: "You know I have always been cautious in my words and actions."

"I still said no." Dai Dabin looked at Ye Chunqiu angrily and said, "Hey, why do you say that the Caval Camp will definitely be defeated? The capital is looking forward to the Caval Camp defeating the Tatars. You are so good. If you say this, wouldn't this increase the anger of other people and destroy your own prestige?"

Ye Chunqiu was stunned and then smiled, saying disrespectfully: "This... I'm just telling you the truth."

Even Dai Dabin was really angry at this time: "What are you telling me the truth? You haven't started fighting yet, so where are you telling me the truth? Are you just despising our Ming Dynasty's Knight Camp? Did you mess with you?"

Ye Chunqiu never expected Dai Dabin to be so excited, and suddenly he realized something.

I seem to have offended people. Now many people are looking forward to the victory of the Knight Camp and demonstrating the majesty of the Ming Dynasty. I believe that both scholars, farmers, industry and commerce have such a simple wish, and my words are like poking a hornet's nest.

Ye Chunqiu has always been cautious, and at this time he was worried about his own consciousness, so he had to say, "This is my fault, I hope Brother Dai will forgive me."

Dai Dabin shook his head and said, "It's okay for me, but what will others think about it? It's okay for you to offend me, but have you ever thought about the consequences? If you win this, you will be ridiculed and say you are exaggerated. But if you lose, everyone will be angry, and someone will blame you. The decisive battle will be held tomorrow. Be careful today."

Dai Dabin also looked sophisticated today, quite worried about Ye Chunqiu's situation, but he also felt that Ye Chunqiu's words were too much and could not help but say, "Speaking of all, our Ming Dynasty cavalry camp is useless like this? This is a thousand to three hundred, and one person can drown them in one mouthful. Of course, I am just an exaggeration, but it is not as you said... Alas..."

Ye Chunqiu was holding back all his words, but he refused to say them.

Dai Dabin had no choice but to say, "Why don't you speak?"

Ye Chunqiu said honestly: "It was Brother Dai Nian who refused to let me say it."

"You..." Dai Dabin wanted to vomit blood, stared at Ye Chunqiu, pointed at him and said, "You...you...will you die if our Ming army is mighty?"

"I won't die." Ye Chunqiu looked at him seriously, and said without changing his face: "It's just that I can't help but have a bad conscience."

"Okay, okay..." Dai Dabin didn't expect Ye Chunqiu to have a stubborn side, but just shook his head: "Anyway, everything is up to you, I won't bother you, I won't bother you..."

It was almost time to go to the attendant room. Ye Chunqiu stood up and said goodbye. Dai Dabin sent Ye Chunqiu to the National History Museum, but suddenly sighed: "Writer Ye Xiu, I am actually doing your own good."

Ye Chunqiu bowed to him and said gratefully: "Thank you."

This is a truly heartfelt thank you. Perhaps the hearts of the world are sinister, but along the way, Ye Chunqiu can still meet many like-minded friends who are truly honest with themselves and worry about them.

Seeing him like this, Dai Dabin breathed a sigh of relief: "Then say that the cavalry camp will defeat me."

Ye Chunqiu said indifferently: "See you again."

He turned away without any hesitation.

People should stick to something, although this kind of persistence is sometimes ridiculous.

As Zheng Shixue and others entered the palace, Ye Chunqiu clearly felt that someone was alienated from him. A young Hanlin looked at him angrily. Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Shixue shouted: "Editor Zhang, what are you doing?"

The editor had to stop talking.

Zheng Shixue stood side by side with Ye Chunqiu with a faint smile, and stroked his beard and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with Ye Xiu's opinion?"

Ye Chunqiu glanced at Zheng Shixue and said with a little gratitude: "Thank you Zheng Shixue!"

The group arrived at the attendant room. Ye Chunqiu sat behind the desk. Before his butt was hot, an eunuch came: "Have you been here? If you come, please go and accompany me."

It was the same old rule, and Ye Chunqiu did not hesitate and stood up to salute Zheng Shixue, and then followed the eunuch.

Behind him he heard some voices scatteredly: "The one who received the most grace from His Majesty in this Attendant Room is him. He even said such words, how can he be worthy of it..."

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Ye Chunqiu didn't care about these gossips, so he followed the eunuch to the warm pavilion.

In the warm pavilion, Zhu Houzhao was holding a red pen and staring blankly in front of the imperial desk. When Ye Chunqiu came into the inner court, she raised her eyes and turned red before she said, "Ye Aiqing, what I heard from others is different from what you said."

Ye Chunqiu felt funny in his heart. Now that the whole world was talking about this matter, he had to say, "Please tell me your Majesty."

Zhu Houzhao cheered up and said, "I heard from Zhang Yong and Liu Jin, well, and several governors all said that the cavalry camp will definitely win. Of course, I believe Ye Aiqing, but... Ye Aiqing really thinks it will definitely lose? At worst, it should be a draw. My cavalry camp is just not good?"

Ye Chunqiu thought about it and said, "I have never seen the real combat power of the Jinguan Guard, but the Xiaoqi Camp has indeed lost some training in recent years."

Zhu Houzhao showed some worry: "Hey... I usually listen to you, but today I always feel... well... I hope you are wrong. Don't blame me. If I lose this battle, I really can't raise my head to see people."

Ye Chunqiu smiled. He could understand Zhu Houzhao's feelings and thought: "Your Majesty, I ask Your Majesty to let the new army in Zhenguo go to watch the battle?"

"Hmm?" Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but frown: "Why is this?"

Ye Chunqiu said: "The new army in Zhenguo has not been on the battlefield yet. This battle is also a rare opportunity for the new army to open their eyes. No matter who wins and who loses, it is okay to let them see it."

Zhu Houzhao smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, this is easy to deal with, I am sure, this is right, but it's a pity. It's a pity that the new army is not a cavalry, and the number of people is too small. If it's a cavalry and there are a thousand people, I'm more confident in the soldiers Ye Aiqing trained."

Ye Chunqiu said, "Your Majesty praised you, I am ashamed of you."

Zhu Houzhao put the red pen down, took a deep breath, and said, "I only believe in Ye Aiqing."
Chapter completed!