Chapter 108 [Book Fan Little Emperor] (Additional Chapter )
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It is well known that the Huns are good at cavalry and the Japanese pirates are good at naval warfare.

Therefore, neither Qing Kingdom nor Northern Qi was optimistic about Li Chengqian's expedition.

Moreover, there was another problem in this battle. Li Chengqian only brought 100,000 troops.

Their naval combat capability is inferior to that of the Japanese pirates, and their numbers are also inferior to those of the Japanese pirates.

The Japanese army has a total of 250,000 soldiers.

In terms of combat power, numbers, or geographical location, there is no advantage at all.

There is neither the right time, place or people.

Therefore, anyone who knows how to lead troops in battle would agree that this battle would end in failure.

The vast ocean has no end in sight.

There is a saying among the people: You can deceive the mountains but not the water.

The sea is merciless and no one can leave a complete body after death.

The waves crashed against the shore like a roaring beast.

Begonia Duoduo stood on the beach, looking out at the sea.

Although she was angry, she was still rational.

She did not go out to sea, but waited on the shore.

It would be much easier if Li Chengqian died in Japan.

If he survived, she would be here, waiting for his return.

With the sharpness of the double axes and the hurricane of death, he was greeted with a narrow escape from death.

Haitang Duoduo's outfit at this moment does not have the "holy" of a saint, but has the wild beauty of a country girl.

The clothes are tight and the figure is not thin, but healthy and plump.

When she walked, her hips, which were already wrapped up, swayed slightly.

The two axes on his waist are delicate and small, yet sharp.

Holding a fruit in her hand, she casually washed it in the water twice and sat comfortably on the shore.

While eating the fruit, he occasionally threw some small stones into the water, splashing water.

"Li Chengqian..."

He muttered the name to himself and took a big bite of the fruit.

If Li Chengqian saw this scene, he would probably be so scared that he would subconsciously clamp his legs together and feel a chill on his back.

Go to the capital.

In the palace.

There is a wide view between the corridors and no one is around.

In the courtyard, the young emperor of Northern Qi was holding the Red Tower in his hands, looking at it intently.

The industries of the Qing Kingdom could hardly survive in the Northern Qi.

The only exception is Xinhua Bookstore!

Because the young emperor of Northern Qi would send people to Xinhua Bookstore to buy updated chapters every once in a while.

Xinhua Bookstore has branches all over the world.

Without the little emperor's nod, this bookstore would not be able to continue operating in Northern Qi.

But, who makes her a book lover?

If we talk about chapter updates, who follows them most diligently?

She must be one of them!

The little emperor sent people to investigate the origins of these books.

To this end, even the intelligence network hidden in Nanqing Kyoto was mobilized.

The final result is that Xinhua Bookstore is the prince's property.

It is also one of the industries with the best warehouse in the world.

As to where these books came from and who wrote them, there are many different opinions.

However, what is certain is that these books all come from the East Palace.

That is the Prince of Nanqing, Li Chengqian.

Many people suspect that this was written by Li Chengqian under a pseudonym.

As an emperor, a prince, or a crown prince, as a human being, he naturally has his own preferences.

Emperor Qing likes to sharpen arrows, the young emperor likes to read books, and this Prince Nanqing might like to write books.

Such talent is admirable.

For this plan, the empress gave Haitang Duoduo a single instruction.

If possible, it would be best to capture him alive, spare his life, and bring him back to Northern Qi.

Then, find a small dark room, lock him up, and update 100,000 words every day.

If I kill him, will the story end in a shabby ending?

Thinking of this, the little emperor felt sick.

Therefore, Li Chengqian cannot die.

It’s best to capture them alive.

She believed that although Haitang Duoduo was angry, she would definitely consider her.

Moreover, the young emperor had said before that if Haitang Duoduo really killed Li Chengqian, he would make her the queen. No one should object to the saint being the queen, right?
Moreover, becoming a queen means that one is not allowed to leave the palace for life.

For Haitang Duoduo, this was even more painful than killing her.

This trick works well for her!
So, Haitang Duoduo agreed!
"Li Chengqian..."

Closing the book in his hand, the little emperor smiled faintly.

"What a talent, but I don't know what he looks like."

Otherwise, ask Si Lili to get one for you?

She thought so.

Being in the palace, I have to deal with state affairs every day. It is rare for me to relax and I cannot see the vastness of the world.

However, the books in Xinhua Bookstore allow her to see a different world through the words.

This feeling is just great!

She put the book down, stood up, and stood with her hands behind her back.

"What kind of person is Li Chengqian?"

The little emperor muttered.

She decided to send a message to Si Lili of Qing State and ask her to carefully investigate the background of Li Chengqian.

However, the young emperor had no idea that Si Lili had become Li Chengqian's person five years ago.

However, it is a good idea to ask her for information.

After all, Si Lili now knows Li Chengqian's strengths and weaknesses.

Nanqing.

The second prince's residence.

Hot pot is still my favorite, steaming hot.

He was barefoot, slightly squatting, and his face was covered with sweat while eating.

"No hope. Do you think the prince has a chance of winning if he goes to war?"

The second prince glanced at Fan Wujiu who was reading a book seriously and asked.

Hearing this, Fan Wujiu, who had a stubble on his face, two swords on his back, and a sage book in his hands, said without even raising his head:
"No chance of winning!"

This time, he spoke clearly and confidently, without any hesitation.

"Why?" asked the second prince.

“The book clearly states that the prince has no chance of winning this battle.

If things go wrong, the whole army may be wiped out."

At this point, he paused and said with a smile:

"Your Highness, if the prince dies, will you..."

When he smiled, with his unshaven beard, he looked quite honest.

Hearing this, the second prince grinned and said, "You are so brave!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Wujiu immediately shut up and said no more.

The second prince thought, if he dies, I must die too.

Therefore, whether for his own life or to be able to leave the palace in the future, the second prince really hopes that the crown prince can win.

At least, come back safely.

However, he had to admit that in his heart, he felt that he had no chance of winning this battle.

If things go wrong, the naval forces of these 100,000 countries may be completely wiped out.

However, these things are not his concern.

What he had to do now was to take advantage of Li Chengqian's absence and seize the opportunity to stab him twice in the back.

Because, this is his duty.

"Li Chengqian, you must come back alive..."

The second prince was secretly worried.

He really felt that Li Chengqian might not be able to come back alive this time when he went out to sea.

Qingmiao.

Lin Wan'er held the chicken leg in her hand, took a bite and prayed.

I hope Li Chengqian returns safely.

However, the way he eats the chicken leg doesn't seem to be very sincere.

Now, she has completely recovered from her illness.

Not afraid of wind, not afraid of meat.

This feeling of rebirth is really good.

And all this is thanks to Li Chengqian.

For this, she was extremely grateful.

Therefore, after recovering from a serious illness, people come to the temple to pray for blessings.

Of course, eat some chicken legs as well.

The sickly look on her face had completely faded and disappeared.

She was a gentle woman, but the way she ate the chicken leg didn't look graceful at all.

Chewing it in big mouthfuls.

(End of this chapter)