Only the third prince's subordinates knew how difficult his journey was.

The eldest prince was deeply loved by the Khan, and the second prince was more talented. It was difficult to surpass the two of them and sit in the position of the Khan.

However, God favored him. Two years ago, the second prince went to Chu as an envoy to instigate rebellion and was killed. He died in a foreign land.

He originally thought that after the death of the second prince, he would have one less competitor, but unexpectedly, the fourth princess suddenly appeared, took over the second prince's tribe, and competed with the third prince.

He found another way and wanted to launch a rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River of Chen State. He was almost successful, but was suppressed by a certain high-ranking official of the Chen State and ended in vain.

The eldest prince failed in his assassination of the fourth princess and should have been severely punished, but the Khan turned a blind eye and instead wanted to pass the throne to the eldest prince.

The third prince was forced to hand over his command talisman, faded away from the core of power, and encountered a low point in his life.

However, under such circumstances, he killed the Khan and the eldest prince, fought a bloody path, and became the king of the grassland.

Just when he got out of the lowest point in his life and climbed to the top, only the last step away from that position, [-] of his [-] soldiers were captured, and he fell to the bottom again.

In a short period of time, from the trough to the peak and then to the trough, most people may not be able to bear this kind of blow.

The third prince slowly looked up at him, put down the raised tea cup again, and asked: "What did you say...?"

The man looked pale and whispered: "Chief Hanle led [-] troops to encircle and suppress the Fourth Princess. Unexpectedly, he was captured on the way. Hanle and the [-] cavalry were captured by the Fourth Princess..."

The third prince looked at him and asked, "1 people captured 5 people?"

There was also a hint of disbelief on the man's face, and he said: "According to the spies who escaped, the Fourth Princess suddenly had tens of thousands more horses and 10 heavy cavalry..."

"10 horses and 10 heavy cavalry?" The third prince looked at him and asked, "Sushen's whole clan only has more than [-] people. Did her [-] horses fall from the sky?"

"My subordinates know that Khan does not want to believe it..." The man gritted his teeth and said: "It is a fact that leader Hanle and the army were captured. I hope that Khan can regain his strength and keep the green hills, so that he will not have to worry about running out of firewood. …”

The third prince was silent for a long time, then waved his hand and said, "Go down."

The man raised his head and hesitated: "Khan..."

"Go down."

The man looked up, bowed and said "yes", then slowly withdrew.

The third prince picked up the teacup again, but just held it. His face was calm, but deep in his eyes, there was some kind of flame dancing.

boom!

At a certain moment, the tea cup in his hand suddenly shattered, the tea splashed everywhere, the fragments were inserted into his palm, and blood dripped on the table drop by drop.

……

Wanyanyan already has nine out of ten of Su Shen's combat power in her hands. These people are not wholeheartedly loyal to the third prince, so naturally they don't need to expend too much effort to subdue them again.

As long as they can be promised enough benefits, there is no need to worry about them becoming rebellious.

Of course, this is not something Wan Yanyan needs to pay unilaterally. She alone cannot support Su Shen's dozens of tribes.

What Tang Ning needs to do now is to open up the trade route between Chen State and the grassland. The grassland needs Chen State's supplies, and Chen State also needs the specialties of the grassland. In the process, they can gain great benefits.

A happy life needs to be created by themselves. This is a path of mutual benefit and long-term development.

Tangning sat at the table, thinking and writing down her development plan for the next few years.

Xiao Jue lay on his bed with her legs crossed and asked: "Do you really want to leave her alone in the grassland to guard the boudoir?"

"Worry about yourself." Tangning said without raising her head, "After returning to Beijing, Shangshu Lu may break your legs if he finds out about your affairs."

The love between men and women comes from human nature, and no dogma or high wall can stop it.

Even in an era when etiquette was prevalent, things like eating forbidden fruits were common, but the fate of those people was much worse than that of young people in later generations.

If you meet a reasonable father-in-law, you may be able to achieve a good thing, but if you meet a hot-tempered one, Xiao Jue's legs will definitely not be saved.

Tangning herself felt that Lu Ding was not a reasonable person.

Speaking of this, Xiao Jue shivered, got up from the bed, and said, "Please help me stop it when the time comes..."

Tangning shook her head and said, "You can handle your own matters by yourself."

Xiao Jue said with a dark face: "You are not a friend enough..."

Tangning glanced at her mouth and said, "What are friends?"

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." Xiao Jue looked at him and sneered: "I wonder what Miss Tang would do if she knew you raised a little wild horse on the grassland..."

"Friends are meant to help each other, support each other when one party is in trouble, treat each other with sincerity, and share weal and woe..." Tang Ning put down her pen, looked at him, and said, "Don't worry, if Lu Shangshu breaks your leg, I will let him Divine Doctor Sun connected it for you, and I guarantee that you can jump as well as before..."

……

Wuyanbu is very lively these days.

The fourth princess recruited [-] strong men from the Sushen tribe. They all came from different tribes and had their own families. Now that the third prince had come to the end, the tribes began to move to the vicinity of the Wuyan tribe. The heads and leaders of each tribe, They all declared their allegiance to the four princesses.

Compared with the eldest prince and the third prince, the fourth princess is more kind and friendly to the tribes under her. Previously, due to the intimidation of the eldest prince and the third prince, the tribes had some scruples and did not dare to act rashly. Now the fourth princess has become a threat. Khan, naturally they have no worries.

At the same time, the original Wanyan leader looked a little desolate.

Fifty thousand soldiers and horses defected to the Fourth Princess, and the Third Prince's situation was over. The remaining 1 people also fled in various ways in the past few days, and the surrounding tribes all moved away from here.

Inside the big tent.

One person looked down, with a stern look on his face, and said, "Send people to the various ministries to watch. If anyone dares to defect again, he will be killed without mercy!"

The third prince waved his hand and said: "No, if they want to leave, just let them go."

The man looked at the third prince and said anxiously: "Khan, you can't give up!"

Another person said: "Zong Yan is right. Let's leave the main department first and take shelter for two years, and then wait for the opportunity. As long as we are alive, we will still have a chance..."

The third prince waved to them and said, "You go out, I want to be alone for a while."

Several people looked at each other, could only sigh, and left helplessly.

After everyone exited the tent, the third prince was silent for a long time and took out a dagger from his sleeve.

He looked at the dagger in his hand carefully, and he seemed to be able to see the blood stains on it.

He once used this dagger to pierce the chest of his father, the previous Khan. Similarly, the previous Khan also died under this dagger.

"It's fate..." The third prince murmured softly with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

At a certain moment, a space in the tent lit up slightly.

An hour later, the attendant who delivered the meal saw the third prince again in the tent.

There was a knife stuck in his chest, and the blood on his chest was stained red.

With a faint smile on his lips, he leaned on the chair, opened his eyes and looked ahead, as if he was patrolling his territory.

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