The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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In the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao had eighty thousand troops attacking Cao Cao’s force of twenty thousand. Xu You suggested burning Cao Cao’s grain supplies.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Shao not only ignored the advice but also imprisoned Xu You.

Later, Xu You defected to Cao Cao and helped him defeat Yuan Shao’s eighty thousand army with just twenty thousand troops.

“I’ll be the defender!” Gu Jiao said.

She was very familiar with this scenario!

Gu Changqing nodded. “Alright. My strategist advises me to burn your grain supplies. I accept the suggestion and personally lead five hundred elite soldiers to burn your granaries.”

Gu Jiao: “?!?”

Maintaining a calm expression, Gu Jiao replied, “That doesn’t count. Let’s start over. I’ll be the attacker. I’ll adopt the strategy to burn your grain supplies!”

Gu Changqing responded, “I’ve already dug traps in advance, ensuring your five hundred soldiers won’t return. Moreover, I disguise my troops as your soldiers, sneaking into your camp at night to burn your grain supplies instead.”

Gu Jiao: “…”

……

Inside a certain military tent.

Han Lei and Fifth Master Han sat kneeling on the ground.

A lavish spread of dishes was laid out on the table before them. Since Fifth Master Han didn’t eat meat, the seemingly grand meal consisted entirely of vegetarian dishes.

Han Lei said, “Military strategy is your strength. The afternoon’s sand table war strategy simulation shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?”

Fifth Master Han calmly picked up two grains of rice with his chopsticks, “Since when has any round been a problem for me?”

Han Lei burst into hearty laughter. “Exactly! My fifth brother is exceptionally intelligent, mastering both civil and military arts. What challenge could possibly stump you? His Majesty’s attempt to use this method to make the Han Family surrender the Black Wind Cavalry truly underestimates us!”

Fifth Master Han continued eating in silence.

Han Lei sighed, “Fifth brother, if you hadn’t been poisoned back then, the position of family head should have been yours.”

Fifth Master Han picked up a piece of green vegetable and said, “Elder brother is the legitimate eldest son.”

Han Lei looked at him and said, “Father intended for you to be the family head.”

Fifth Master Han replied indifferently, “I have no interest in being the family head.”

Han Lei smiled, “True, you have your own interests.”

As he spoke, a thought crossed his mind, and his brows furrowed slightly. “That Xiao Liulang is cunning. We absolutely can’t let him advance to the final round.”

Fifth Master Han’s icy gaze turned toward Han Lei, “Elder brother is worried that my Black Demon Horse can’t outrun the old Black Wind King?”

Han Lei laughed awkwardly, “That’s not what I meant. Let’s eat! Let’s eat!”

Fifth Master Han took half a bite of green vegetables, “If I face Xiao Liulang this afternoon, I’ll make sure he’s eliminated.”

An hour later.

In the stables.

Gu Jiao was munching on jerky and snacks while listening to Gu Changqing talk.

Gu Changqing, like a duck pushed onto a perch, hurriedly explained a lot of military strategies to Gu Jiao at the last minute.

He spoke until his throat felt parched. “…Did you remember everything I just explained?”

Gu Jiao’s cheeks were puffed as she busily chewed. “...Mm.”

Gu Changqing wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. “If you truly remember, that’s good. As long as you don’t face Taoist Qingfeng or Fifth Master Han, you should be able to manage.”

Gu Jiao let out a satisfied burp. “Mm.”

Gu Changqing said, "Alright, it’s time. Let's head over."

Gu Jiao stood up.

Gu Changqing seized the remaining moments to test her understanding, “If there’s another situation with heavy fog, what should you do?”

Gu Jiao: "An empty city strategy?"

Gu Changqing, who felt the corner of his mouth twitch. “…”

The sand table war strategy simulation was held in a spacious military tent, and the drawing of lots took place there as well.

Numbers one through five had two participants each, while number six was a single slot.

"Six, six, six, six..." The young master of the Nangong Family silently chanted the number six a hundred times, drew his lot, and looked at it. "Number two!"

He sighed in disappointment, "Who's the other number two?"

"Oh, that would be me." Taoist Qingfeng answered politely.

The young master of the Nangong Family felt his eyes rolled back, fainting on the spot——

Gu Changqing and the legitimate son of the Dong Family both drew number three.

Mu Qingchen and his cousin from the Mu Family both drew number four.

Mu Qingchen seemed to be having terrible luck lately. If he wasn’t facing someone from the Wang Family, it was someone from his own Mu Family—always his own people.

Fifth Master Han drew number one.

After another pairing was drawn, only Gu Jiao and the young master of the Fang Family remained without a number.

The two remaining numbers in the box were one and six.

All eyes turned to the two people.

One of them would have the worst luck possible, while the other would be incredibly fortunate.

A few nearby cavalrymen weren’t sure whether to feel relieved that they had drawn earlier and avoided facing Fifth Master Han, or to be annoyed at their impatience. If they had waited until the end, they might have drawn a direct advancement.

The young master of the Fang Family suddenly grew nervous, "Do you... want to go first, or should I?"

"Doesn't matter. I'm fine either way." Gu Jiao replied.

The Fang Family's young master gritted his teeth, "Then... I'll go first."

"Alright." Gu Jiao raised her hand, gesturing for him to proceed.

The Fang Family's young master reached his hand into the box, but just as he neared the opening, he suddenly pulled back. "Wait! Maybe not yet!"

"Hm?" Gu Jiao looked at him oddly.

The Fang Family's young master took a deep breath. "You go first!"

"Alright." Gu Jiao extended her hand.

The Fang Family's young master’s eyes widened, "Hold on! I'll go first after all!"

Gu Jiao was starting to get annoyed. She slammed her fist down on his head, smashing him flat against the table. “Are you drawing or not?!”

Completely subdued, the Fang Family's young master pitifully reached into the box and pulled out a small wooden token with a number engraved on it.

With only one wooden token left in the box, Gu Jiao didn’t need to reach in. She simply asked the Fang Family’s young master, “What number did you get?”

All eyes fell on the tightly clenched wooden token in the Fang Family's young master’s hand.

The Fang Family's young master closed his eyes and said, "I... I don't dare look."

"Give it to me." Gu Jiao said.

The Fang Family's young master stammered, "You, you’re not allowed to switch it…”

Gu Jiao replied, "Then look at it yourself."

The Fang Family's young master hesitated, "Maybe… you should look for me."

"Let me look at it for you." Fifth Master Han nonchalantly walked over, his slender fingers pinching the wooden token.

The Fang Family's young master nervously opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Fifth Master Han gave him a subtle signal to let go, and the Fang Family’s young master, frightened, immediately released his grip.

Fifth Master Han held the wooden token in his hand, his expression unreadable as he glanced at Gu Jiao with a faint smile. "Xiao Liulang, what do you think of your luck?"

Gu Changqing’s gaze sharpened. Please, let it not be number one...

“My name is cursed. My luck has always been bad, choking on water, getting caught in the rain, tripping while walking… You name it, I’ve experienced it all. There's no misfortune I can’t attract."

Gu Jiao honestly said her piece, then drew the remaining wooden token from the box. After glancing at it, she sighed softly, “Sure enough.”

“Ha!” Fifth Master Han couldn’t hold back and let out an arrogant, playful laugh.

Gu Jiao also laughed, “Seems even the heavens couldn’t stand it anymore… and decided to change my luck.”

Fifth Master Han’s smile froze.

With a flick of her fingers, Gu Jiao revealed the wooden token.

Number six!

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like Shi Dai.

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He hasn't finished his lines yet though…