The queen is a bit cowardly

"I thank you for coming to help me take down this leading general." Jiang Qingluan interrupted Bazaar, and she went on to say: "Fu Xi, I will definitely go back, but if anyone is in a hurry to defeat the clan of Fu Guo, don't follow him!" I'm here."

Yelu's horse stopped, and the girl's brows were furrowed into the word Chuan. She thought that after Jiang Qingluan won the leading general, he would naturally have Xin Guo's support, and he would be able to march west as soon as he rested for a while.

"Your Highness," Zhu Wan'er stepped forward, this girl has a maturity beyond her age: "Fuguo Chamber of Commerce is ready to fight a protracted war, we are businessmen, what business is short-term, what business is long-term, it is all calculated. "

"The Blackstone Department is also ready," Heiguang said, "We have also investigated the situation of Qipeng. They neglected our people in order not to give us winter food, and they piled up the food themselves. We It will definitely not be an opponent for a while."

"Those who don't speak, if they are going to leave, they should say it in advance." Baler turned his head and said to Yelu and Bazaar. If he was 20 years ago, he might have been the one who didn't speak. Not under my own palm.

Baza was still stubborn. He said, "I won't leave! I will stay. As long as I can fight back, as long as there is hope, I will not leave."

Hua Mo wanted to say something, so he swallowed what he wanted to say, and then said: "I will listen to His Highness, but we still have a thousand clansmen, and I hope His Highness can find a way out."

The voice suddenly choked again, and Hua Mo said tremblingly: "This is the last 1000 people..."

"I'm leaving." Yelu suddenly amplified her voice: "You guys have time, our Night Horse Department has no time, we are in the most northwest land..."

The voice became quieter again, and Yelu was like a helpless child at this time: "There is no time..."

Seven people helped Jiang Qingluan win, but only six returned to Tianping in the end. Jiang Qingluan didn't want to talk, and the others were quiet. Jiang Qingluan arranged them to stay in the guest room and returned to the room early.The hunting these past few days has also made people very tired, and then they have to carry out Chang Lan's plan in the red tent. In addition, they have been lingering with Chang Lan for the past two days, and their energy is always not enough.

After passing the bath, Jiang Qingluan threw herself into the bathtub. Now that the sun has just risen from the east, it will take two or three hours for the imperial court's large team to set off and return. She still has time to recover herself. After all, Chang Lan is still I am working hard, waiting for the emperor to move his division back to the court, it may be another hard battle.

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The etiquette and laws of Daxin are strict. The so-called Tianzijialiu means that the emperor's Luanjia is drawn by six horses, and this Luanjia is naturally the most eye-catching. It looks like an exquisite palace that can be moved at any time. Nie Ming has the honor of a doctor, but Guard the carriage for the emperor, sit at the front of Luanjia, and take care of everything for Chang Huan at any time.

"Grandpa Nie, this is the snack you passed on." A waiter walked to the car with a crystal cake, and handed the pastry to another waiter beside Nie Ming.

Nie Ming tested the poison with a silver needle, and then sent the pastry into the car. This crystal cake was made by Chang Lan's favorite chef. It happened that this pastry chef was brought to Xia Miao by Chang Huan.

Nie Ming quietly put the pastry in front of Chang Lan, and changed the hot tea for the two in front of him. The old slave smiled like a fox and said, "Your Majesty, this pastry is the princess' favorite, princess. I opened a mansion by myself, I'm afraid I don't have time to eat."

Chang Huan's anger was still on his head, and he only hummed.

There is a saying in the art of war: capture the thief first and capture the king first.Although Chang Huan's behavior depends on the attitude of the clan and the minister, but after all, he is the lord of the world, without his personal approval, whether it is exchanging land or bestowing marriages, it will be futile.

"Ada..." Chang Lan's voice became extremely soft, obviously she was acting like a baby. For this kind of old father, is there any other way besides acting like a baby?

"Don't call me Ah Da, your wings are stiff, you are stronger than your brother, I can't afford this Ah Da." Chang Huan turned his head away, trying not to look at his daughter's pitiful face.

"I know I was wrong, Father." Chang Lan tugged at the corner of Chang Huan's clothes: "A daughter shouldn't make Father a tiger."

As soon as Chang Lan subdued, half of Chang Huan's anger dissipated immediately. Now that he was justified, he would naturally ask for guilt.

"I have already promised you to assist in the court, why do you want that Baili County again?" Chang Huan said with a cold face, "And Jiang Qingluan's victory may have been beyond your expectation, the emperor has repeatedly broken Daxin for you. According to the rules, what exactly do you want now?"

Chang Lan didn't accept the offer right away, she picked up the teacup and brought it to Chang Huan, and said obediently, "Father calm down first."

"I can't bear it." Chang Huan still spoke in a rigid manner.

"My daughter still thinks about my father's society. The country is safe. My father naturally doesn't worry about the world. A happy mood means a long life." Chang Lan's eyes are bent like the moon, and even the ice can melt when she smiles.

Chang Huan still turned his head away from her, but Chang Lan followed her like a tail. She knew what Chang Huan couldn't let go of.

"Aniang and my third brother must also want to be happy every day for the emperor. The eldest brother is now fledgling, and I naturally want to share the worries for the emperor. Is the emperor also willing?"

Chang Huan sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to."

"Then why can't I help you govern a Baili County?" Chang Lan said, "I can't assist you in the previous court, and I can't manage a fief now?"

When Chang Lan showed weakness, Chang Huan softened his heart. This daughter insisted on going to the court before, which actually made him a little embarrassed. How can a woman interfere with the court's official affairs? There is nothing wrong with going to the fiefdom, but...

"Baili County is easy to talk about, but you have to get married." Chang Huan said with a straight face.

Chang Lan took a bite of the snack, and said in a calm manner: "Didn't the father already mention marriage?"

"Jiang Qingluan can't do it!" Chang Huan was really angry that Chang Lan planned to marry King Fu at first.

"Why not?" Chang Lan asked: "King Fu won the first prize, and she won very beautifully. All the generals said that if it was used on the battlefield, it would be a perfect tactic. What's more, King Fu was born noble, and he won the prize very well. I'm right, what's wrong with me?"

"She's a woman." Chang Huan said bluntly, "If she's a woman, she can't."

Chang Lan was waiting for his words. She raised her chin and said calmly: "It is clearly remembered in the history books that Princess Chang Le married Fu Wang Jiang Hezhi before. Since there is a precedent, it is not For etiquette."

Chang Huan became dumb, her daughter was right, this is really not a courtesy.

"..."

"Furthermore, the father, the emperor, the son of heaven, has already promised his daughter in the red tent, and his refusal will damage the majesty of the emperor." Chang Lan looked coquettish, but she made every sentence reasonable.

"..." Chang Huan had a headache for a while and didn't know how to answer.

"Father, my daughter doesn't ask for much. In the dangerous place of Baili County, Jiang Qingluan is a pawn to suppress the Fudi. A soldier is the king of the country." Chang Lan withdrew her delicate face, sat up straight and straightened her body. Clothes, eyes also became serious, she made a big salute to Chang Huan, and said: "Please learn from my father."

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After Jiang Qingluan took a bath, she returned to the bed without even eating lunch. It was already Shen Shi when she woke up, and she felt that she had regained some vitality. She was wearing armor these days, and she ordered someone to find her Putting on a light and simple dress, she tidied herself up, and instinctively walked to Chang Lan's yard. There was some noise in the yard, and the maids were chatting about which guard was handsome and which maid did something wrong again. was fined.

Seeing the presumptuous looks of the girls, Jiang Qingluan knew that Chang Lan must not have come back yet, so she turned around and went to her room with a blank mind.

But after walking a few steps, Jiang Qingluan stopped again. Isn't the person in front of him the one he was looking for?

"Princess." Jiang Qingluan took two steps and changed his words: "Lan'er."

Chang Lan stepped forward and took Jiang Qingluan's hand. If the two of them still had a lot of etiquette in the mansion before, but after the red tent, those etiquette disappeared, so they just wanted to stick together like this.

"Your Highness." Chang Lan blushed a little for a moment, her expression of wanting to say something but not daring to say it was kind of cute.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingluan asked.

"Is the dowry ready?"

Jiang Qingluan froze for a moment, but became at a loss again. She naturally knew that Chang Lan came back from the emperor, but Emperor Longguang was pedantic. She only thought that Chang Lan might be able to get rid of the shackles of the marriage contract, but she didn't expect to come back and asked her for the bride price.

"The dowry...the dowry..." Jiang Qingluan yelled out the door: "Bale, come here! Bale!"

Jiang Qingluan often pretended to be stupid, but now in Chang Lan's eyes, she looked really stupid like this. She smiled and asked, "I asked you about the betrothal gift, what do you want Ba Le to do? Can he still be the betrothal gift?"

Seeing Ba Le rushing in from the door, he looked around vigilantly and found that only Jun Shang and Chang Lan were there, so he let down a sigh of relief, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, what are the arrangements?"

"How much do Gu's belongings still have?"

Baler was also taken aback. How much money could this have? He stretched out his ten fingers while counting and said, "I saved some money by selling grass, and I made ten silver from selling umbrellas the year before last. That's right! Last time the eldest princess I gave some gold and silver, and if you add that part, we have about five gold."

"Five gold?"

"Five gold." Balak replied calmly, "If you count your knife and decent clothes, it will be six gold at most."

"Six gold?" Jiang Qingluan is also sober. She really doesn't have much money here these years.

"Well, six gold." Ba Le looked at Chang Lan again, patted himself on the chest and said, "I will ask the eldest princess to take care of my highness in the future."

Chang Lan covered her face and smiled: "Why don't you exchange the betrothal gift for me?"

Jiang Qingluan shook her head, she put away her blank expression and looked at Chang Lan, and put Chang Lan's hand in front of her heart.

"The betrothal gift with you should be thousands of miles away."

The author has something to say: In the end, did she marry or not?