MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz-Chapter 483 Previous life 21

The next day, the Lantern Festival activities continued, and the lights in the capital were still bright at night, like a fireworks display.

The general could no longer hold himself back, following the night, he climbed over the high wall of the temple very skillfully, and climbed up to the lush tree in the priest's courtyard of the temple.

Tonight, the priest of the temple was not reading in the main hall. Instead, he was holding a long sword in the courtyard of the side hall, repeating the sword practice without feeling boring.

Those who were paying attention to her every move did not feel bored. Instead, they watched her gesture of holding the sword with great interest. They couldn't get enough of it.

After another set of sword moves ended, the temple priest retracted her sword smoothly and naturally. She suddenly raised her head and looked straight at the general who was obscured by the dense leaves.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Sijin.

The general seemed to be stimulated by her voice. He jumped down from the tree excitedly and came to her in twos and twos: "Did you just call my name?"

　　　Not the distant and cold ‘general’, but ‘Si Jin’.

 Although the tone has not changed much, it is already a big improvement compared to the general's voice.

The general's depression and annoyance caused by her neglect some time ago disappeared completely in an instant. If he had a tail, he would probably have been wagging happily towards the temple priest at this time.

The general asked her: "Did you see the light last night?"

  .See.”

After only a moment of hesitation, the temple priest responded as usual, and then the joy on the general's face became even more undisguised.

“There’s nothing unusual about that thing.” The general said, “But as long as you haven’t seen it, I will try to find a way.”

 Things that are commonplace and insignificant in the eyes of the world may be novel in the eyes of the temple priests.

The temple priest's eyes moved slightly, but she turned around with her sword in hand. She seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head slightly and said, "General, your place is on the grassland."

Si Jin frowned lightly: "Are you hinting at me? But those nomads on the border were scared by me before, and they won't do it again in a short time."

Even though he has been back for more than half a year, most of the troops are still stationed on the lost frontier. Coupled with his previous deterrence, he does not believe that those tribal peoples will counterattack so quickly.

The temple priest just smiled, then turned and walked into the house.

This time, Si Jin was not angry or sad because of her departure. He stood in the courtyard of the side hall, his eyes thoughtful and deep.

A gust of wind came, and the leafy trees were blown by the wind and made a rustling sound, shaking off the leaves.

Si Jin raised his head and glanced at the gust of wind, then turned and left.

The general went directly to the restaurant to find Xi Yan the next day, but Xi Yan was not here today.

 He used to have fun in these gouran restaurants to consolidate his status as a "free and easy waste", but today, he is not there.

The steward of the restaurant was Xi Yan's confidant and the person responsible for collecting intelligence. He cautiously led Si Jin into the box, and then lowered his head solemnly: "General, His Highness entered the palace early, and so far. Not returned yet.”

The general's fingers holding the wine cup paused slightly, and he put down the glass of wine without changing his expression. His sharp eyes fell on the steward: "Who else is there besides him?"

"There are also the third prince, the sixth prince and some ministers from the prefectures and states."

“Ministers of Dizhou.” Si Jin murmured these words, “What happened in Dizhou.”

"." There was a trace of hesitation in the steward's eyes, and he lowered his voice, "I heard there is a rebellion."

The steward cautiously raised his head and glanced at the general, then lowered his head quickly: "Besides, those prefectures are very close to the border."

Si Jin’s eyes tightened: “Go down.”

"yes."

 The steward left quickly.

 The general sat alone in the room, thinking about what the steward had just said, and involuntarily connected this matter with the hint from the temple priest.

He had never doubted her ability, so when he heard her words, he subconsciously thought of the stability of the border.

Who would have thought that the problem is not external, but internal.

Although the Xi royal family has been ruling for more than three hundred years, the system is gradually showing signs of decay and rigidity. However, with the temple, the lost country has been living peacefully in these years, and no major events have happened.

 —What if the temple collapses?

Si Jin suddenly stopped thinking.

He didn’t want to continue thinking about it. If the temple collapsed, what about the temple priests? With her character, she will surely perish together with the temple.

'boom! ’

 After a glass of strong wine, Si Jin violently placed the cup on the table, making a crisp sound.

His eyes were dark, with a faintly sinister light flowing through them, and they were deep and gloomy.

 Xi Yan opened the door of the wing and saw that his whole body exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with. His whole person was like a murderous **** standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​fire, looking vicious and unruly.

He tried hard to think about who had offended him again, and it took him a long time to come up with a possibility: ".Did you hit a wall with the temple priest again?"

Si Jin came back to his senses and glanced at him angrily.

 “You went to the palace?”

Xi Yan was not surprised that he knew about this. The steward of the restaurant had already told him when he came up.

"Yes." Xi Yan nodded and walked over and sat down opposite Si Jin. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "A minister of the state escaped."

 “Escape.”

Hearing this word, Si Jin let out a cold laugh.

“Not only did he escape, but he also invited ministers from several nearby prefectures to come to the capital to report that there was going to be a rebellion in the prefectures.”

Si Jin immediately looked over and frowned: "Is this serious?"

Xi Yan did not answer immediately. He sighed, and then spoke under Si Jin's increasingly dangerous gaze: "I guess."

His eyes fell on the street scene outside the window.

The capital has always been the most prosperous city in the lost country, so the streets have always been a scene of peace and contentment, harmony and tranquility. But in the border states far away from the capital, the situation is dire and the people are miserable.

"You should know better than me the situation in the border areas."

Hearing this, Si Jin was silent for a few seconds, and then responded: "Yes."

“It is too far away from the capital to receive attention, and because it is at the center of wars all year round, many people are forced to flee. The only ones left behind are the old, weak, sick and disabled.”

　　The loot they won from the previous battles, including the food and cloth, were also divided among Si Jin's soldiers.

“And because there are many mountains, forests and cliffs there, it has become a place where many bandits hide and cause trouble.”

Si Jin rubbed his brows. The local state ministers did not do anything. Even if they wanted to, they did not have the strength. And he led his soldiers to fight on the border all year round, so he could not always pay attention to the situation at the rear.