Chapter 18 Call Completed
"Of course it was the Emperor who asked." Ji Zunxing spread out the paper, "Why else do you think I was in such a hurry to find you?"

After knowing how the battle of Si Shui was won, Ji Zunxing's attitude towards Ji Chenxing returned to its original contempt.

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave. I have to write a memorial. You are a girl and you can't help much here."

Ji Zunxing shook his sleeves, sat down at the desk, and was about to chase Ji Chenxing away.

Ji Chenxing was not angry. She lowered her eyes slightly, obviously knowing Ji Zunxing's expression very well.

"Well, as long as the general is not afraid of saying the wrong thing in front of the emperor, I naturally have nothing to worry about."

There were still five minutes left in the countdown. Ji Chenxing was not in a hurry to end the call. Instead, he pushed open the door and wanted to go out to see the scenery outside Ji Zunxing's study.

But she had already stepped half a foot out of the study door, and Ji Zunxing's hand holding the pen suddenly froze, "Wait a minute."

Ji Chenxing looked back at Ji Zunxing, "What happened again?"

"I think you should show it to me!" Ji Zunxing put down his pen, took the memorial paper with a few words written on it, hurried to Ji Chenxing, and lowered his voice.

After a few minutes of analysis, Ji Zunxing suddenly felt that what Ji Chenxing said seemed to make some sense.

Moreover, Ji Chenxing was dead, so there was no need to worry about her going somewhere to tell on him. Ji Zunxing felt that it would be a good idea to ask her opinion on this matter.

"Please analyze this for me. Is it appropriate to write this memorial like this? If I really say something wrong in front of the emperor, it will be a capital crime and I will lose my head."

Ji Chenxing looked at the calligraphy on the memorial that looked like dog crawling, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ji Zunxing's majestic image has collapsed again.

"Forget it." Ji Chenxing continued to walk out, "I'm a girl, and I can't help much."

Ji Zunxing hurriedly grabbed Ji Chenxing and said, "Don't go, don't go. I was wrong. Isn't it okay if I'm wrong?"

Ji Chenxing looked at the countdown, and since he had nothing else to do, he simply went back into the house, "Tell me what's going on."

Ji Zunxing showed a look of delight and told Jun Heng everything he asked him.

After listening to the whole story, Ji Chenxing finally understood why Ji Zunxing was so scared.

Looking at the memorial in Ji Zunxing's hand, Ji Chenxing's face turned cold, "It's not appropriate for you to write like this."

"Why?" Ji Zunxing didn't understand, "Did you lie to me about everything you said before?"

Ji Chenxing shook his head. There was nothing wrong with what she said. If Ji Zunxing wrote it truthfully, there would be nothing wrong with it.

According to Ji Chenxing's understanding, Emperor Jun Heng is a very cautious person, while Ji Zunxing is just a reckless man who wields swords and guns. In front of Jun Heng, Ji Zunxing's little thoughts cannot be hidden at all.

However, since Jun Heng already knew that Ji Zunxing was lying to him but did not punish Ji Zunxing directly, this shows that Jun Heng is kind.

As long as Ji Zunxing doesn't say anything particularly excessive, Jun Heng will not do anything to this meritorious official.

But Ji Chenxing was not convinced. These achievements clearly belonged to her, so why were they now being taken away by the murderer who indirectly killed her!

She wants to take it back!
“You initially told the Emperor that we were able to win this battle because of our clever use of military tactics, but in my opinion, this little trick is not at all clever.

"So, what do you think the emperor will think when this memorial is submitted?"

Ji Chenxing's voice was particularly cold at midnight, and even Ji Zunxing couldn't help but feel a little serious.

"Mysterious" was originally a word Ji Zunxing used to appease Jun Heng. Now that Ji Chenxing had revealed the truth behind his victory, the little trick he used could be explained in a few words, and it really didn't deserve this word.

Ji Zunxing's lips trembled slightly, "Will the emperor think that I am lying to him?"

Ji Chenxing sneered, "Are you kidding me? You are playing a trick on him."

Ji Chenxing deliberately emphasized the word "play", and Ji Zunxing shuddered all over, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head.

This time, he was really scared.

For the first time, Ji Zunxing felt that the girl in front of him was not his own daughter, but a sleeping dragon in the house. "Then, what should I do?" Ji Zunxing looked at Ji Chenxing as if he was looking at his life-saving straw.

Ji Chenxing looked at Ji Zunxing. Without the system of imperial power and patriarchy, the once towering Ji Zunxing now seemed so small.

"I don't know, let's just leave it alone." Ji Chenxing pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a cute smile.

Ji Zunxing shook his sleeves and paced around the study room anxiously.

After a moment, he turned around and pointed at Ji Chenxing, "I underestimated you. You must have a way, right?"

There were only two minutes left in the countdown. Ji Chenxing said nothing more, turned around and was about to leave.

The moonlight in the General’s Mansion is still very charming.

"Wait a minute!" Ji Zunxing stopped her, "I am your father after all. Do you really want to watch your father die in front of you?"

Being in Beijing is not like being on the battlefield. On the battlefield, you don’t need to think too much. If one sword can’t kill the enemy, then use two swords.

However, in the capital, if one said something that did not please the emperor, the consequence might be a demotion of half a level at the least, or even the punishment of ten clans at the worst.

Ji Zunxing thought of this, so he felt a chill all over his body and became more and more scared the more he thought about it.

Ji Chenxing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and Ji Zunxing took the bait.

The current emperor is Jun Heng, who is more merciful than the other emperors of Daliang. At least on the surface, Ji Zunxing is a good general who has just won a victory and saved the people. Jun Heng should not kill Ji Zunxing's family.

In this case, instead of letting Ji Zunxing report his credit to Jun Heng, it would be better to start from the source and take back the credit that belongs to him.

For now, she will spare Ji Zun's life. If there is another chance in the future, she will definitely not let this family die easily.

Ji Chenxing looked at Ji Zunxing. Although he had a sword on his waist, he was really stupid. As long as she understood his thoughts a little, she would know that Ji Zunxing's sword would not only fail to protect him, but would even turn against him.

"Forget it, we are family after all."

Ji Chenxing made a compassionate expression and turned his head to look at the moonlight on the ground that looked like snow:
"General, you should tell the truth to the emperor. The situation is not serious now. I believe the emperor will not be upset with you because of such a small matter.

In addition, there is a picture in the middle drawer of the second cupboard on the west side of my room. It shows the deduction process and results of different strategies in that war. You can take it and present it to the emperor. "

On the battlefield, Ji Zunxing never allowed her to look at the sand table. Ji Chenxing took a few peeks while serving tea, and drew a picture for herself in case she forgot.

"Deduction diagram? Is there such a thing?" Ji Zunxing was delighted for a few seconds, but his face turned ugly again.

"But if we present it directly like this, what if the emperor asks who painted it? How about I draw it myself and then present it to the emperor? Anyway, Chen Xing, you are already dead, so there is no point in having these honors."

Ji Chenxing raised her eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Ji Zunxing didn't take her words "tell the truth" to heart at all.

It was clear that he was a simple-minded person, but he insisted on fighting with the emperor.

What's more, the deduction map not only had drawings, but also annotations. During the most difficult ten days before the end of the war, Ji Chenxing worked day and night to deduce the most favorable opportunity.

Even if Ji Zunxing copied, he might not be able to copy it clearly.

"As you wish, General."

There were only five seconds left in the countdown for the call. Ji Chenxing looked at Ji Zunxing and didn't say another word to persuade him.

The scenery in front of him gradually faded, and the countdown in front of Ji Chenxing disappeared, replaced by several lines of constantly changing words.

【Call completed】

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