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According to the sacrificial regulations, although there are still two days left, but the next morning, they have to rush to the sacrificial place early.

When the people and horses leave the palace mightily, the magnificent and powerful palace is like an empty city. The thousands of imperial guards are not worth mentioning at all, and one or two crows fly past with some loneliness.

Yellow canvas is all over the place.

The emperor sat in the sedan chair in front, and Le Meiren, as a favorite concubine, naturally sat in the same classroom with him, while the queen sat on the second sedan chair.

King Yi is here, Honglie is here, and the civil and military master Chen is all there, but Old General Wen is nowhere to be seen.

Wen Qing sat on the sedan chair and closed her eyes. Suddenly, she didn't know whether she heard the cry of an oriole in her sleep or in reality. She slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at Xiaoyue: "The time is coming soon!" Bar?"

Xiaoyue pulled away and watched the sun rise three poles outside, nodded: "It should be coming soon."

The horse is soaring, if you step back for a moment, you can see that once-in-a-century spectacle with your own eyes.

Although King Yi was with the emperor, his confidant Lin Dong was in charge of his secret weapon arsenal when he stayed in Chang'an City.

King Yi has been planning for so many years, so he naturally has his own family background, and the armory is his last bargaining chip. If he takes [-] steps back, he will fail in the final rebellion and there is a way out.

On the outskirts of Chang'an City, it looks like an inconspicuous room is a farmer's household, but when you get closer, you find that people in armor are guarding it so closely that you can't get close.

Lin Dong was wearing black armor, and Dai Hongying floated up with the wind. In this hot summer, just looking at it made people feel chills in their hearts. One hand was on the handle of the knife, and the other was behind the back. Poses ready to draw a knife.

His Royal Highness Yi Wang's final family was all entrusted to him, and he would definitely not be able to dodge it.

Suddenly a soldier stepped forward and reported: "Look at what that is in front of you."

Lin Dong took a closer look, only to see tens of thousands of horses galloping on a narrow path in front of him. It seemed that many people and horses came. With his years of experience, the visitors were definitely not good.

The man held the handle of the knife and clenched it for a few minutes. Before he could react, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to him.She was dressed in the same dress as him, except that she had a little more vicissitudes after forty years, but her face was full of determination.

Lin Dong had no choice but to salute when he saw someone: "Old General Wen, how come the old generals have time to come here?"

"What's so strange about me coming here?" The veteran was anti-customer and asked directly, with no doubts in his tone.

"By the order of His Royal Highness King Yi, the armory is now in my charge."

"It's impossible for you to take over the arsenal. I've been in charge of the arsenal for so many years. How could it be possible for you to take over?" Lin Dong retorted without thinking.

Old General Wen just sneered and stroked his beard: "If King Yi hadn't asked me to take over the arsenal, I wouldn't even know where the arsenal is, but what kind of timing is it now? Would you dare to say what I said?" Don't you believe me?"

"This..." Lin Dong was hesitating. Although he hadn't had much contact with him before, the name of Old General Wen was an inviolable god in the ears of all men who fought in the Yue Kingdom, and he was no exception. He couldn't make up his mind.

The little soldier next to him leaned over his ear and said softly: "Don't you know, General? His Royal Highness Yi Wang and the old general have already reached a cooperation. This is probably what His Royal Highness meant. We should not hold back when the war begins. Better."

Because of his loyalty, he also became credulous, and because of his credulity, Lin Dong also turned around: "The old general will leave it to you."

"That's natural." Old General Wen waved his hand, and all the subordinates behind him were wearing red armor. The red clothes and the black clothes were like scattered chess pieces, but after a short time, the red armor took over. The entire arsenal.

Old General Wen felt calmed down, drank a cup of tea and slowly turned it in his hand. His side was ready, and everything would be decided at the sacrifice tomorrow.

After a whole day of walking, the royal army has arrived at the place of worship. Sacrifice has always been the most important place in ancient times, and almost no ritual can match it, because people in ancient times had no science and thought that all natural phenomena were gods. The meaning of controlling people can also control people's misfortunes and fortunes.

This kind of loyalty is unbelievable, Wen, although he came with a scientific method, but he is alone and doesn't want to do anything.

The several important figures present at the party all had their own thoughts in their hearts, so their face and heart were not in harmony, so they returned to their palace early.

The roof used for sacrifices is in the middle of the building, and an encircling palace complex is formed with the roof as a broken line. Among them, the government office changed by a pseudonym is the place where the emperor lives, but half a racecourse is the place where the queen Wen Qing lived. The palace where I live, and the form of a phoenix crown at the back is the place where Sangong Liuyuan lives.

Tomorrow is the most time-consuming time. Wen Qing felt very tired and just wanted to go to bed when she saw Xiaoyue outside announcing: "Empress Empress, General Honglie, please see me."

"General Honglie?" Wen Qing frowned. From the first time she met him, Wen Qing thought that she had no personal relationship with her. How could this person suddenly come to see her?
"Niang Niang, are you seeing me like this or not?" Xiao Yue saw that she hadn't spoken, and urged her.

"Forget it." The woman waved her hand, "Come in, please."

The clothes that had just come off were just put on by her like this. Women are inherently rough, and the ancient clothes are extremely cumbersome. When she slowly put them on again, she always felt that something was missing from her body, but she couldn't notice it either. What.

When the man came, Wen Qing's eyes suddenly lit up. Because of the ethos of the former emperor, the style of literati prevailed in most of the Yue Kingdom, with softness as the main focus. Even many men also set the standard of suave, but Hong Lie is It's different, with a look of iron bones, it can be seen as a vigorous spirit.

"I've met the queen." Hong Lie's salute wasn't too formal, but it was done when he thought about it.

The woman was a little lazy, she put one hand on the table and supported her head with the other. She looked at him with all kinds of charms: "General Hong Lie, please, I don't know if it is appropriate for Hong Lie to come to my hall at night."

Hong Lie didn't open his mouth to say anything, but just moved his eyes all over the place. The man was calm and unfazed at all, and even praised him from time to time: "Although it is a palace in the sacrificial place, the Queen's Palace can be regarded as rich and noble." It’s extraordinary, if you take it out casually, it’s probably more than a year’s expenses for ordinary people.”

"The rich wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death." Wen Qing read a poem slowly.

It's not that she lacks empathy, but that class existence has solidified, and she believes that she can't change anything by herself.

"The Empress is quite at ease." Hong Lie sat beside him, and the man took a cup of tea in his hand and sipped it.

The rudeness in Wen Qing, Wen Qing was able to take a closer look at this well-known Hong Lie general. The man has been in Yue Kingdom for more than half a month, and his body shape has not changed at all, but his tone is mixed with the The usual tone of Chinese people seems a bit nondescript.