As Cao Yin finished speaking, Li Qingmu imdiately felt several sharp and angry gazes, as if they wanted to tear him apart!
After the military victory report is completed, the na of the author is signed at the end, so in the future, when rits are rewarded, the person who wrote the report will also receive a share of the credit.
This rule has been around for countless generations, continuing as it is.
Li Qingmu has offered strategies and intercepted enemy supplies, already accumulating a pile of rits; should he leave so for others?
Being so high-profile will attract hatred, won’t it?
But... who despises having too much credit?
Li Qingmu confidently bowed and said, "Yes, Great General!"
By directly referring to him as Great General, he circumvented any familial relations, leaving no handle for criticism—this little rascal!
Chang E cast a dark glance at Li Qingmu and turned away to write a morial, a report against Li Qingmu!
The grand battle was over, and only the battlefield cleanup remained.
There were injured soldiers to treat, spoils to capture, prisoners to guard... piles of tasks, but Long Yue and his wife finally could free themselves, as they weren’t burdened with these miscellaneous matters.
Li Qingmu was at his desk writing the victory report. His handwriting was beautiful, strong, and not lacking the elegance of a scholar, filled with literary charm. He was talented enough to write with ornate expressions, but he didn’t; instead, he used the simplest language to docunt the battle’s events.
"Bang!"
At that mont, the door was suddenly slamd open, and Luo Xiaoxiao rushed in angrily.
"I want to see how you intend to write this victory report!"
During the campaign, Luo Xie and Chang E led a pursuit that failed, resulting in an ambush by the Xiliang people, leading to over twenty thousand casualties. If the Emperor finds out, he will certainly reprimand them and their victory rits would be nullified.
How can that be allowed?
Luo Xiaoxiao stord in fiercely, glaring at Li Qingmu as if she were ready to devour him.
Li Qingmu slowly lifted his gaze, "Is there sothing Miss Luo?"
"Bring it here!"
"What?"
"Stop pretending, the victory report, let see!"
"Splat!"
As Luo Xiaoxiao spoke, she attempted to snatch it, but was interrupted by a lash from Long Yue’s whip.
"What are you doing? Dare to hit ?"
"Did I not hit you before? You really don’t learn!"
"You..."
Luo Xiaoxiao glared at Long Yue. If not for Long Yue being quick, this lash would have struck Luo Xiaoxiao’s hand, certainly leaving a mark!
She shook with anger, but was helpless against her superior skills.
"Dear, looks like soone’s upset, why don’t you read it to her!"
Long Yue put away the whip, sat down casually, one hand propping her chin on the table, her body slightly tilted; that appearance, seductive yet casual, made Li Qingmu’s gaze darken for a second.
"Victory Report! Xinan Great Triumph! Our forces obliterated over one hundred thousand enemy troops outside Hanshui Pass, capturing enemy general Hatu and others, bolstering the might of Dazhou Country!"
"Is this all?"
"This is the summary; there are further details below. On October twenty-ninth, the enemy forces gathered outside Hanshui Pass, launching a night raid on the city, our forces resisted fiercely... The enemy was crafty, luring our army out of the city for pursuit, ambushing us at Yuan Shui Ridge, where General Luo and General Chang bravely fought, breaking through the siege..."
"No, this won’t do!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaoxiao lunged for the report to tear it apart, but Li Qingmu dodged with a turn, coldly saying, "Miss Luo, this is already the best way to write it!
General Luo and General Chang were blinded by personal gain, leading troops into battle, costing the lives of twenty thousand soldiers. Even if you stop from submitting this report, can you silence the mouths of other soldiers?
Written like this, the Emperor will at most see it as enemy trickery and a misjudgnt by the two generals. But given the ultimate great victory, the Emperor won’t mind these details! But if I conceal this, and the truth reaches the Emperor, no one will be spared!"
"Splat!"
After finishing, Li Qingmu slamd the report forcefully onto the desk and smirked, "If Miss Luo thinks there’s a problem, go ahead, tear it! As for what will happen after returning to the capital, that’s up to fate!"
"I..."
Luo Xiaoxiao was rather simple-minded, with developed limbs.
She had learned that Li Qingmu was writing the victory report and assud he wouldn’t speak well of them, so she ca angrily to confront him.
But after Li Qingmu’s analysis, she realized he had been quite fair, and she was just acting rashly, entirely akin to a dog biting Lv Dongbin, not recognizing a good person’s heart.
Luo Xiaoxiao was previously fuming, and in an instant, seed deflated, like a punctured ball.
"I... oh, I understand..."
Feeling embarrassed, Luo Xiaoxiao turned to leave.
Long Yue lifted her head, coldly said, "Just now you looked like you wanted to kill, shouldn’t you apologize to my husband? If he gets scared sick by your appearance, what then?"
Oh, co on!
Luo Xiaoxiao felt her lungs burst with anger, calling this man a scholar? Fooling ghosts!
"He’s far from a scholar; he’s ruthless, I heard from those who went with you to burn enemy supplies, he kills without blinking!"
"Indeed, my husband is a ruthless demon. You just collided with such a fiend, shouldn’t you make ands? Aren’t you afraid he might co to kill you at night?"
"I... you... You’re not speaking fairly! You just said he’s a scholar..."
"Scholar and demon are not contradictory; one describes the appearance, the other the personality, any issue?"
"..."
Luo Xiaoxiao felt like coughing blood!
She had never t such unyielding people!
So fierce, venomous, and insidious!
How can this woman be so wicked?
"Apologize, go ahead!"
Long Yue cast a cool glance at her.
Luo Xiaoxiao felt downcast, but she knew this was indeed her fault. Previously, she’d never admit her wrongs, but for so reason, facing this couple, she felt uneasy.
Worried that not apologizing would lead to bad consequences, she reluctantly muttered, "Sorry... sorry!" and ran off.
"Phew!"
Watching the retreating figure as if escaping peril, Long Yue chuckled lightly, such people need to be handled firmly, if pampered, they’ll overturn the heavens!
"Little Yue’er!"
Long Yue was helping her husband with packing, when suddenly, outside a voice with a hint of excitent called out, from her uncle Cao Jing.
"Little Yue’er, look who’s here!" Cao Jing briskly stepped inside, pointing behind him, "Quick, look!"
Long Yue was bewildered and turned to look.
Just one glance, and she froze!
Outside, a couple was slowly approaching, the man in his twenties, his hair casually tied, falling in a cascade, clad in flowing white garnts, appearing celestial, especially when the wind elicited a sense that he might ride the breeze and depart.
The woman wore a plain dress with dark floral patterns, her hair simply fastened with a jade hairpin, with a dark flower mark on her left cheek, making her appear endearing.
Seeing the approaching pair, Long Yue stiffened, then unable to contain her internal excitent and joy, dashed out.
"Master, Mistress!"
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