After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Perhaps it was because Gu Nanxi had done too many outrageous things, and now, any action Gu Nanxi made would be interpreted with two or three layers of meaning.

For example, this time, the young emperor and the eunuchs in the court who saw the "Yunzhou Weekly" also thought it was a smokescreen.

To put it bluntly, Yunzhou does not want to fight, so it wants to intimidate the Tartars in the north.

It just so happened that the ministers in the court didn't want to go to war, so they acquiesced to Gu Nanxi's approach.

The left and right wise kings and the Khan, who were involved in the situation, were in a dilemma.

"Is what is said in the Yunzhou Weekly true?" The Khan was both envious and afraid.

If it is true, how rich would Yunzhou be?

If it is true, and Gu Nanxi dares to release this news, it means that she is ready to face the invasion from the north! She must have a back-up plan!

Zuo Xian Wang: "Could this be fake news deliberately released by Gu Nanxi to scare us away and make us dare not go south?"

Right Wise King: "Perhaps Gu Nanxi predicted that we would think this way, so she wrote the true situation openly in the Yunzhou Weekly, hoping that we would take the initiative to step into her trap?"

Khan: "What you both said makes sense, so what should we do now?"

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment, and couldn't help but vent their anger on the second prince, Ajinai. Since he was able to kill the Marquis of Yongchang back then, why didn't he try harder and kill Gu Nanxi as well? !

Finally, it was Zuo Xian Wang who made the final decision: "We will send an envoy to meet the Emperor of Great Zhou and find out the truth about Yunzhou!"

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"Ah?! The grassland Tartars want to send envoys to negotiate?!" When Gu Nanxi received this news, he was full of doubts about his life.

The entire Yunzhou is preparing for this year's war, desperately trying to make money before the war, but the North Side Dalzi said he wants to negotiate this year?!

Deputy General Gu Hai held his sword tightly with his right hand, his face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum: "This must be their trick! Maybe they want us to let down our guard!"

Gu Nanxi had no way to make a decision on such a big matter and could only pass the news to Kyoto.

As expected, Kyoto was very pleased to accept the Tartar's request for a meeting, and even asked Gu Nanxi to send someone to escort the Tartar envoy all the way to Kyoto.

"I won't go!" The deputy general crossed the sea and turned away.

Gu Shisan followed him out and said, "Sir, it's not that I'm disobedient. I'm just afraid that when I see them, I won't be able to help but chop off their heads with a knife! I'd better not cause you any trouble!"

Boss Li waved the letter in his hand and said, "Ma Nantian will come this time. He asked me to wait for him in Yunzhou."

Gu Nanxi looked at Fu Mingyuan.

Fu Mingyuan shook his head like a wave drum: "That won't do. I've never been to Kyoto. I'm afraid of taking them to Death Row Mountain."

Gu Nanxi's forehead was filled with black lines. Fu Mingyuan's words were a threat. If he let him go, he would bring the envoy team to the Death Row Mountain and never see the person alive or the body dead!

After looking around at his generals, Gu Nanxi helplessly discovered that not a single one was willing to escort the Tartar envoy. He couldn't ask him to go in person!

There are still too few people who can use it!

"Alechuan?"

Since coming to Yunzhou, Alechuan has grown rapidly in height, and now he is almost as tall as Fu Mingyuan.

He has sharp facial features, especially his profile, with a high nose bridge, long and thick eyelashes, and distinct sideburns.

He was originally standing quietly behind Boss Li, like a straight poplar.

Hearing Gu Nanxi's name being called, Alechuan instinctively wanted to shake his head. He and the Tartars had an irreconcilable blood feud!

But when he thought of Miss Su in Kyoto, Alechuan became hesitant.

Seeing that Alechuan did not explicitly object, Gu Nanxi quickly handed the task over to Alechuan.

Within two days, envoys sent by the grassland Tartars knocked on the gate of Fuming Town.

This time, the Tatars sent a total of twenty envoys, led by Zuo Xian Wang's youngest son Wanyan Wushu, who was as tall and strong as an iron tower, with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Seeing that the gate of Fuming Town had not been opened for a long time, Wanyan Wushu raised his chin slightly to a young man who looked like a Han Chinese in the team and said, "Go and knock on the door!"

The Han young man had six fingers on his right hand. He looked at the majestic and majestic city wall in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

"Liu Lang, why don't you go quickly?" Wanyan Wushu urged.

Liu Lang took a breath, dismounted, slapped the city gate with his hands, and shouted loudly: "We are the envoys, open the door quickly!"

After half an incense stick of time, the heavy city gate creaked open.

The soldiers guarding the city curled their lips, their eyes revealing disdain, and whispered: "How shameless! If you want to negotiate, why don't you go through other towns, but choose to go through our Fumin Town? You must be here to gather military information!"

Rokuro pretended not to have heard them and returned to the group.

In the city wall, thirty fully armed Yunzhou cavalrymen riding tall brown war horses lined up in an orderly formation and stood in the center, facing Wanyan Wushu and his entourage.

The leading young general stared at Wanyan Wushu like a ferocious, bloodthirsty beast that feeds on human flesh.

Wanyan Wushu touched his neck, as if he could feel that the other party wanted to bite it off immediately!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The soldiers defending the city tightly grasped their spears, their muscles tensed.

A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on Liu Lang's back. He seemed to see some pieces of meat hanging on the snow-white sharp teeth of a wild beast, with saliva dripping from them. He could even smell the stench coming towards him from the tip of his nose. He was shrouded in the shadow of death.

Wanyan Wushu and Alechuan looked at each other, and their gazes sent crackling sparks in the air.

Neither of them gave in, and neither of them spoke first.

The next second, the two of them suddenly jumped up!

The long spear used by Alechuan stabbed at Wanyan Wushu like lightning.

Wanyan Wushu dodged the attack nimbly by leaning sideways, while swinging his scimitar and slashing towards Alechuan.

Alechuan quickly retracted his spear and blocked the attack of the broadsword.

The two men fought back and forth, neither giving in, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and both of them were knocked back a few steps.

Their arms were trembling slightly and they dared not take their eyes off their opponents for a moment.

"Tsk, Alechuan is still too young, and his strength is not as good as Wanyan Wushu." Deputy General Gu Hai and others stood on the top of the city wall, looking down at the scene in front of them.

Gu Shisan: "How old is Alechuan? Wanyan Wushu is almost thirty, and is in his prime! Wait another five years and you'll see!"

Boss Li yawned loudly and walked down the city wall slowly: "You are all busy watching the excitement and not helping! If they continue to fight, Alechuan will probably suffer a great loss, and then it will be the general who will be embarrassed!"