General

Everyone present was stunned at the same time, and there was a burst of whispering around them.Although Li Xuan was a general guarding the border, his official position was not inferior to Zheng Duo's. Now he was willing to be a lieutenant general in order to fight, which made people feel a little bit embarrassed.

"No need." Lan Zheng shook his sleeves, glanced sideways at Li Xuan who was kneeling in the hall, and said with a sneer, "If Princess Jing really has nothing to do, she can attend more gatherings of imperial wives. The red plums reflecting the snow in Fanjing Temple is a must in the capital, why not go and enjoy it~”

"The battle is imminent, and I can't compare to the prince with such leisure and elegance!" Li Xuan was touched by Lan Zheng, a smear of anger burst into his face, and his sharp eyes pierced him like a sharp knife.

"All right!"

A low reprimand interrupted the tense confrontation between the two. Although the voice was soft, the tone was bitingly cold.

The huge hall suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Xuan's slightly pale face.At this moment, his handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his fingers were tightly clasped on the gilt wood of the table, trembling slightly.

"Let's do this matter according to Uncle Huang's wishes." Seeing that the quarrel had subsided, Lan Xuan instructed with downcast eyes, but what flashed across her eyes was indescribable helplessness and despair.

What Lanzheng has decided, even if they continue to quarrel in the court, there will be no change, so why bother to make it difficult for everyone to end...

"The minister obeys the order!"

"Sir... according to the order..."

One sentence in unison, but with completely different attitudes, the two generals bowed and retreated to the side of the hall, one respectful and solemn, the other worried.

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The spacious and exquisite carriage was driving in the bustling market outside the imperial city, the wheels were rumbling, constantly bumping among the broken stones that occasionally protruded from the road.

Sitting beside Lan Jing, Li Xuan silently looked out of the car through the slightly raised brocade curtain.Due to his status as Princess Jing, since he returned to the capital, he never rode to the early court again. Thinking of the sarcastic words that Lan Zheng put him and a group of wives together in the court today, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

But what is more, is the concern about the situation in the northwest.

The Xuanming people can ride and shoot well, and they have a sturdy body. If the last army of the imperial court is defeated by the enemy again, it will be a fatal blow to Longxiao Kingdom.After leaving Chuansai Pass, there are only two passes and a dangerous mountain to resist the enemy. Although Zheng Duo is good at fighting, he is already old, and he only needs 10,000 spare soldiers to fight against Xuanming's [-]+ army. The ending...he I really can't imagine...

White fingers slowly covered his shoulders, Li Xuan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly came back to look at Lanjing.The weather was just right, and the lights and shadows that penetrated through the window flowed silently on his beautiful face, but the concern in his eyes was so clearly visible.

"What do you think is the chance of winning if I lead the troops?" Li Xuan shook his head mockingly. Although it was really stupid to ask this question at this moment, he was still unwilling in the end.

Looking at his lonely look, Lan Jing felt a stabbing pain in his chest, although he tried his best to cover it up with a forced smile, but he couldn't hide the faint mist in his eyes.

The main forces stationed in the northwest are all soldiers brought together by Li Xuan many years ago. They are as close as brothers and love brothers and sisters.

Now the whole army is wiped out...

For others, it may be just a defeat, a loss that makes people sigh.

But for him, it was equivalent to the sad news of losing a close relative. Every once fresh face, tens of thousands of flesh and blood, died on the battlefield because of a fatuous and incompetent general. How could he not feel sad?

"Five points..."

Lan Jing lowered her eyes halfway, and replied in a low voice.

Even Li Xuan, faced with such a huge disparity in strength, how much strength can he have to recover?Perhaps, five points is the limit...

"Hahaha." Li Xuan laughed loudly, but his eyes were filled with sadness, "Then... where is Zheng Duo?"

"Probably...less than [-]%..."

Lan Jing suddenly grabbed Li Xuan's wrist in distress, looked into his eyes and said in a low voice with guilt, "Lan Zheng dare not give you military power anymore, I'm afraid it's because of me. If I... If you show your sharpness, he might not be so afraid of you..."

"You're wrong." Li Xuan took him gently into his arms, pressed him against his forehead and closed his eyes tightly, and muttered to himself, "Since Lan Zheng took over my military power, he will never give it back to me hands, unless..."

Li Xuan paused for a moment, but Lan Jing suddenly raised her head and looked at him suspiciously: "Unless what?"

Li Xuan sneered, but his voice was appallingly deep: "Unless...the army is approaching the city..."