Long live the best

Not long after, the convoy completely disappeared on the official road and left the confines of the imperial capital.

at night.

In Shen Guogong's mansion in the imperial capital, several lamps were lit, and they never went out.

"Father, what should I do?"

"The heads of the nine major clans all asked us to calm down and not be caught by His Majesty for the time being."

"But are you going to stop breathing?"

A 19-year-old youth said angrily, dressed in brocade clothes, with a stupid youthful frivolity on his face.

Li Mi clenched the handle tightly, his eyes full of resentment.

The youth is his eldest son, Li Tong.

He continued at this moment: "This time the loss was heavy, and His Majesty gained the upper hand again. The helm of the clan is very dissatisfied with us."

"Father, if you want to be the highest official, then you must take action!"

"Otherwise, the big families won't give us this chance."

Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Li Mi's old-fashioned eyes!

Mixed with a trace of desire for power.

He has long disdained to be just a prince without real power, so he will represent the nine great clans and come and go with Qin Yun in the court.

His purpose is to be jointly recommended by his family and the other eight great powers to become the next Wang Wei with power.

But the "Pancheng" matter was screwed up.

Not to mention the dissatisfaction of the family, they were also beaten and humiliated by Qin Yun in various ways.

This has trampled on his dignity!

Thinking about it, his eyes turned red, and resentment overwhelmed his reason!

boom!

He slapped the table hard with his big hand.

"Tong'er, you are right!"

"The clans are all realistic and powerful. It was the same for Wang Wei in the past, and it is the same for the father now. As long as it stinks, they will be discarded by them!"

"Humph!"

"Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details."

"This time, let's do it ourselves!"

Li Tong's eyes were filled with fire: "Father, what are you going to do?"

Li Mi stood up, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and said coldly.

"Humph!"

"Your Majesty is going to Pancheng to supervise the battle. Xiliang is in a stalemate, and the grassland is about to go to war again. Hehe, he must not have enough food."

"As long as the money and food gathered by the nine great clans arrive at Pancheng later, your majesty will lose the battle!"

"By the time……"

Li Mi showed a sinister smile: "At that time, he will have to seek help from the aristocratic family and make a compromise."

"Once you compromise, you will be a father, and you will find an opportunity in the future to reach the pinnacle of power!"

As he said that, he revealed a touch of fanaticism, raised his right hand, and squeezed his fist hard!

Li Tong on the side frowned, worried.

"Father, but... the food and grass enter the imperial capital one day late, and the emperor will liquidate us when he comes back?"

"It's too dangerous to do that."

Li Mi glanced at Li Tong, showing a malicious smile mixed with coldness.

"Who said that it's late to pay the grain and grass for the father?"

"After being sent to the imperial capital and handed over to Gu Chuntang, the grain and grass have problems elsewhere, so it has nothing to do with being a father? Hehe..."

Chapter 435 A Mysterious Letter

three days later.

Qin Yun arrived in Pancheng safely.

As early as tens of miles away, Xiao Jian personally led the cavalry to meet him.

At the same time, King Qikeng of Zhenbei also quietly walked out of Pancheng and came to Pancheng to meet him.

In the city, in a fairly grand palace.

There are many military generals, and there are also many civil servants, standing on both sides one after another, like a miniature version of the Tai Chi Hall.

Qin Yun didn't even care about taking a break, and sat in the high hall, straight to the point.

"Xiao Jian, tell me, how is the situation on the grassland?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jian glanced at Cha Ming Wei Rou who was standing beside him, and seemed a little hard to speak directly.

Qin Yun said: "It's okay, let's talk."

"The noble concubine is mentally prepared."

It was discovered that Wei Rou was wearing a veil, and she looked closely at Xiao Jian with azure blue eyes, wanting to ask, but thinking of the guarantee to Qin Yun along the way, she suppressed her urgency.

"Your Majesty is right, General, please speak up."

Xiao Jian nodded, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the battle situation is not very good."

"A few days ago, all parts of the grassland fell into a bitter battle. The whole grassland was in turmoil, and it was difficult for the scouts to spy on the intelligence."

"This official wanted to send another army to support him, but Zhang Ren from Xiliang was staring at him, so this official didn't dare to leave."

Qin Yun frowned deeply, and said coldly: "This is a premeditated group attack."