My Cultivation Starting from Archery

In recent years,

it could be said that there have been continuous wars.

Even the commoners of Liangzhou were struggling to provide the required grain, let alone in other areas.

Whether flourishing or perishing, the common people suffered.

"Old Qin,"

Chen Sansi asked, "What's the situation in Yiling now?"

"Five days ago, I received news,"

Qin Changxu said, "After the Eastern Garrison was defeated in Yiling, they retreated continuously. They were hammered by the Soldier Immortal Han Xiang from West Qi, to the point of hearing the enemy in the wind and seeing them in every shadow. Now, they've even lost all Twenty-Eight Prefectures of Pingzhou and have fallen back to Jiazhou to temporarily stabilize the situation. Even so, the outlook remains bleak. If this continues, I fear Jiazhou may also be lost within half a year."

"Heh, I really wonder what the court is thinking."

A one-armed old man fishing said, "It's clear that the man surnamed Tong is no match. They would rather lose a hundred thousand troops than ask our supervisor to step in. To counter this Military Immortal, we need a Master of War."

"Don't say that, Old Li,"

Qin Changxu said, "Believe it or not, by the time we return to Liangzhou, we'll likely meet the sacred edict from the court inviting our supervisor to march. Once this battle is fought, they'll realize that the Sheng Dynasty can't manage without our Governor Mansion."

"Then we're really done for."

The one-armed old man muttered, "If our supervisor had stepped in from the beginning and quelled this chaos, maybe it'd be different. But now that it's escalated to this point, even if the supervisor wins the battle, the court might not be too pleased."

"What do you mean by that...?"

Qin Changxu asked, "What do you mean?"

"Just wait, and you'll see."

...

Dongqing.

Over two hundred thousand troops from Qing Country amassed at the border, confronting the armies of Beiliang and the Eastern Garrison.

Wearing Qing Country's auspicious lion attire, Chen Duhe staggered to the Dragon Chair and, lifting his head, mumbled unclearly to the high-seated lady in black, "Aunt, fei..."

The Empress paid him no heed, her rouge-red lips perusing the memorials.

"Fei..."

Chen Duhe tugged at her robe.

"Didn't you hear?"

The Empress, without lifting her head, issued a cold voice, "Take the Crown Prince to play, don't let him bother me."

"Sister."

A young cultivator standing opposite her said, "I came to talk to you about the Spirit Vein, not to help you babysit."

"Go if I tell you to."

The Empress intensified her tone.

"Fine..."

The cultivator, seemingly quite afraid of the woman, grabbed Chen Duhe by the back of his neck and then flew away with his sword, "Brat, hold on tight!"

"Sister."

Gu Xinlan entered the hall from the back door, "Are you really going to fight with Daqing again? I heard that Ji and others have reached the border already. Will they call Brother Shi over soon?"

"Sister, stop bringing this up every day."

The Empress, dropping the memorials, responded indifferently, "I've promised you, no matter what, I'll spare his life, isn't that enough?"

"Ah? That's not what I meant."

Gu Xinlan explained, "I'm worried, if Daqing's Old Emperor really sends Brother Shi over, won't our Qing Country suffer great military losses, significantly draining our national strength?"

"..."

...

Liangzhou.

Governor Mansion.

The eunuch supervisor, Mr. Hou, accompanied by a group of guards, hastened to the front door of the Governor Mansion.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He knocked on the gate using the door knocker.

Shortly thereafter.

Housekeeper Wu from the Governor Mansion opened the door, "Well, Mr. Hou, what brings you here in such haste?"

"Oh, dear Housekeeper Wu, you've finally opened the door, you've had me worried sick!"

Mr. Hou, anxious and flustered, said, "What's the situation, has Governor Chen ended his closed-door meditation?"

"Not yet."

Housekeeper Wu replied, "My Governor is still in closed-door meditation."

"Then, exactly when will it end, there must be a definite date, right?"

Mr. Hou paced back and forth, "The front line is extremely urgent, we absolutely cannot delay any longer, Housekeeper Wu, can't you go and notify Governor Chen?"

"How can one disturb during cultivation? What if it happens at the critical moment of a breakthrough and affects his meridians? Can you bear the responsibility?"

Housekeeper Wu confidently said, "Besides, you all knew the Governor was in seclusion, at first, you assuredly and solemnly said you could manage without needing the Governor Mansion."

"Plans can't keep up with changes!"

Mr. Hou, no longer patient, was about to head inside directly, "If Housekeeper Wu fears the Governor getting angry, I will speak to him myself!"

"Stop!"

Housekeeper Wu, with a fallen face, said, "Mr. Hou, the Governor said he wouldn't see anyone, please go back!"

In desperation,

Mr. Hou leapt into the air, intending to jump over the wall into the Governor Mansion.

Who would have thought,

The old housekeeper erupted with Gang Qi, raised his hand to a palm strike, and a barrage of Gang Qi burst forth like a Jiao Long emerging from the sea.

"Boom—"

Mr. Hou had no choice but to raise his hands to block, tumbling back to the front of the Governor Mansion.

"Eunuch!"

Housekeeper Wu, furiously said, "Have you forgotten the rule set down back then?! Anyone from the court, without permission, shall not step half a step into the Governor Mansion!"

"That was the rule with Supervisor Sun, not with Governor Chen!"

Mr. Hou glared, "Moreover, I just wanted to speak a couple of words with Governor Chen, and Housekeeper Wu you attacked harshly, isn't this a bit too much?!"

He felt something was amiss.

The closed-door meditation had already lasted over half a year.

A martial arts practitioner is not a cultivator, showing up occasionally should still be possible.

Could it be,

Chen Sansi wasn't actually inside the mansion?

As the military supervisor, he inherently had the duty to oversee officials in Liangzhou.

"Enough talk!"

Housekeeper Wu coldly said, "Today, you all shall not step half a step into the Governor Mansion!"

"You..."

Just as Mr. Hou was about to retort, he heard a robust voice sound.

"Uncle Wu, who are you fighting with again? You need to temper your temper."

Chen Sansi emerged from the gate in a White Robe, "Mr. Hou? What is happening here..."

"Governor Chen? You've finally decided to show yourself!"

Mr. Hou instantly cast all his concerns to the wind, "There is an order, the Ministry of War has reassigned you to go to Jiazhou to command the lead army on the Western Expedition against the Immortal!"