Qi Zhuyin submitted a memorial to Qi Du, but did not receive a reply until February. She read it in Cangjun's mansion and said to Qi Shiyu lying on the bed: "I said I wanted to attack the Qingshu tribe, but the Ministry of War disagreed. The Queen Mother was worried about the military funds and asked me to wait a little longer. But now the war between China and Bo has started. If I wait any longer, I will miss the opportunity."
Qi Shiyu has been feeling better lately. He was lying on the couch, stuttering a little. He had to hold a handkerchief in his hand when he spoke. He said, "You, you are anxious."
Qi Zhuyin distorted his meaning, put aside the letter, and said, "Yes, I am anxious. How can I not be anxious? Now that the score has been settled, a defeat in Libei will not be beneficial to Qidong."
Qi Shiyu just finished his last sentence at this moment: "What's the hurry...what's the hurry!"
Qi Zhuyin leaned back on the chair and heard her aunt in the courtyard crying and fussing. She had traveled half the night to get here last night. She was sitting here drinking tea to keep her spirits up. She had to run back later in the evening. She was annoyed by the crying and said to Qi Shiyu, "Can you tell her to shut up?"
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