MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz

 The news that the general was about to go on an expedition gave the princes and ministers a shot of reassurance.

On the day of the expedition, the army gathered outside the city gate of the capital. The general led a group of soldiers and set off from the palace on horseback.

At the gate of the palace, all the princes and ministers were standing there. Even the king, who had not been involved in government affairs for a long time because of illness, came to see the general off.

He was tortured by epilepsy during this period, and his already weak body became more and more weak, but he still maintained his image in front of the general and said many sincere words.

—After all, if the general can suppress the rebellion, his position will still be preserved.

When the ministers with different expressions saw that the elite troops under the general's command were preparing to set off, they all showed a sense of relief.

On both sides of the road were people walking to see him off. They looked happy and excited, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

 No one will question the strength of the general. He is a symbol of undefeated country.

 “Congratulations, General!”

 “Congratulations, General!”

ˆ “.”

While passing by the restaurant named Xi Yan, Si Jin seemed to notice something and looked up at the window of the restaurant.

 At the open corner of the window, he saw a familiar figure.

Xi Yan stood by the window of the restaurant with a calm expression, holding a bronze wine cup in his hand.

When Si Jin looked over, he didn't say anything. He just raised the wine cup in his hand and drank the wine in one gulp under Si Jin's gaze.

 After completing this action, the wine cup in Xi Yan's hand was slightly tilted, and not a drop of wine remained.

Si Jin looked at his move and raised an eyebrow.

He did not look back at the temple complex standing on the holy mountain behind him. The rope in his hand tightened, and with a sound of "driving", the powerful horse under him quickly moved away.

Countless war horses galloped on the streets of the capital, and the direction they were heading towards was the distant and turbulent frontier of the lost country.

Xi Yan put down the wine cup, brushed away the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth, and pursed his thin lips tightly, revealing the nervous and worried mood of the owner at the moment.

 He has never been on the battlefield, but mostly listened to Si Jin’s stories. He knew very well that the real scene would definitely be more horrifying and tragic than what Si Jin had told, and coupled with the previous predictions made by the temple priest,

Xi Yan suppressed the worry on his brows and watched Si Jin leave the city gate intently.

 At the same time, outside the priest's temple.

Although the Holy Mountain is high and the temple buildings can provide a panoramic view of the capital, due to the long distance, the prosperous capital is just a relatively large point in the eyes of the temple priests.

The tallow tree behind him suddenly said: "Master Priest, I'm afraid the general has already left the city at this time."

"Um."

 The temple priest responded lightly and did not look back.

Black tallow sighed: "Another group of temple personnel have died. In addition, after you took office, my lord, you told me not to search for candidates anymore. Now there are fewer and fewer people in the temple."

 The temple priest turned his eyes slightly and stared at him: "Don't you want this?"

Tawberry shook his head: "You must have your reasons for doing this."

There is no new power in the temple. This ancient behemoth shows a trend of decay and rigidity. Those senior priests may have expected this, and they have become more and more undisguised in taking advantage of their positions for personal gain.

 They got rid of one Runa, and then countless Runa appeared.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the priests did not punish Runa immediately. They could not prevent the spread of fate.

 After the general went on the expedition, life in the capital was as usual.

The competition between the third and sixth princes in the court became increasingly fierce. According to the intelligence from Xi Yan's spies, one month after the general set off for the expedition, the two men attacked and assassinated each other no less than five times.

The king was unable to govern, so he simply quit his job. When the ministers saw that the general had gone on an expedition, they felt at ease that the outside world would calm down sooner or later, so they followed the two princes to fight for power.

Xi Yan, the ‘free and easy waste’, was completely ignored by them.

Of course there were some old ministers who tried to win over Xi Yan, but Xi Yan was more thorough than the old king and used a series of tricks. Within a few days, those people gave up their thoughts.

 In the courtyard of the side hall of the priest's temple.

 In the past, few people could reach here. Now in the temple, only a group of old priests headed by Wu Gao occasionally come to meet the temple priest and listen to her teachings. Most of the priests only have empty titles.

 After the general went on an expedition, Xi Yan became a frequent visitor to the side hall. He had studied with the temple priest for a year before, and he came and went very freely.

Spring has begun recently. The spring breeze is gentle and caressing, and everything is revived. The big tree in the side hall that is always lush and undefeated stretches its branches, and tender green shoots appear faintly on it.

Xi Yan sat on the stone bench under the big tree, raised his head and sighed: "Alas"

The priest of the temple sat opposite him. Facing Xi Yan's ninth sigh, she remained indifferent and quietly sipped the tea in her hand.

In the end, Xi Yan couldn't help it any longer, and his eyes fell on the temple priest: "Priest, do you have anything you can give me?"

“Xi Yan, you need to calm down.”

 The temple priest only said this and ignored him.

Xi Yan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly admired the temple priest for being able to repeat the boring life in the priest's temple day after day. If he had been driven crazy, he would have been driven crazy.

Xi Yan asked his spies to focus on detecting news from the frontier, while secretly running towards the temple, trying to get something from the temple priest.

  Unfortunately, he forgot that the temple priests had the strictest mouths.

After coming a few times, he realized that he couldn't get any answers from the temple priest, so he simply gave up and just stayed idle beside the temple priest.

During this period, my spies will send back news from time to time.

“. Si Jin is about to arrive at the city where the rebellion took place.”

When Xi Yan said this, he raised his head and carefully observed the reaction of the temple priest, whose expression remained calm.

  One month later.

Xi Yan walked into the side hall with a happy face.

Today the temple priests are bathed in the warm sunlight, holding long swords. When Xi Yan came in, she picked up the tip of the sword, casually held it in a sword flower and put away the sword.

“Master Priest, Sijin has taken back the city that was captured by the rebels!”

The temple priest glanced at him, then turned and walked into the bedroom behind him. Xi Yan was not surprised. He suppressed the excitement and joy on his face and walked to the stone bench beside him to sit down.

 Not long after, the temple priest who had changed his clothes came out.

 “Master Priest!”

The temple priest raised his eyes and looked at him. Xi Yan mistakenly thought that this meant asking him to continue: "Si Jin is indeed a great general! As soon as he arrived outside the city, he went straight to Huanglong and destroyed the rebel camp in one go!"