I'm in love with Jingfen Ai

God? Will drop a big job to the people of Sri Lanka.In the hazy days of youth, Mo Cang read this sentence under Taifu's book.At that time, he was a young prince, with silk, silk, satin, fine jade and fine wine, as long as the world had it, someone would fetch it for him.

There is only one thing that he can't ask for.He read it again, Heaven?The Taifu looked at him with surprise and fear in his eyes.

At this time, he was sitting on the back of a high horse, watching Yanjing, who had neglected his precautions, being opened from the inside.Shouts from below the city shook the sky, and the fire fell down the city wall like boiling oil, and the brave soldiers rushed inside on their good horses.

"His Royal Highness," the staff of the Nanyang Prince's Mansion came on horseback and shouted loudly during the fight, "The treacherous officials are in power, the emperor is incompetent, the people are in dire straits, the disasters in the south of the Yangtze River are endless, and the world is ridiculous!"

His voice overwhelmed the sound of fighting, and the soldiers guarding the city gate were distracted, and blood spattered from the light of the knife.

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and now the city of Yanjing will break the sky and return to the heart, creating peace for all eternity—"

Every word and every sentence speaks to God? It is fate. In Yanjing City, the lights are not turned off day and night, and it is bright all night. At this time, just after a watch, everyone has closed their doors and turned off the fire. Looking around, only the beacon fire is bright. It is a long strip of darkness, covering the entire Yanjing like a long strip of black satin, making one instantly think of a mourning scarf.

In the Wutong Palace, the emperor was exhausted and was awakened by the panic, and began to write an "edict to pass on the throne", but just as he finished writing, the horseshoes were already rushing outside.

"Your Majesty, it's too late, first..."

The emperor said angrily: "Isn't Yan Feng dealing with? Mo Cang outside the city? Why? Why is it so sudden!"

"The Sixth Prince conspired with the Prince in private, pretending to be fighting. At this time, all the soldiers and horses outside the city have been brought under the command of the Prince..."

Ten miles outside Yanjing City.Yan Feng in the long pavilion could also see the sudden bright lights of the capital. He just brought his own team of guards and horses, which was completely different from the angry horses in fresh clothes when he came here.

"Will Your Highness regret it?" the subordinate asked.

Yan Feng looked calm: "No." He never concealed his hatred of his father, and the wolfish ambitions that resulted from this? It made him sleepless at night.All the power and wealth disappeared tonight, and he didn't know whether it would be better or worse.The future is uncertain, at least when the city of Yanjing is broken, and seeing his father furious and dignitaries rushing, he is quick to think about it.

Not only for himself, but also because of someone in Jiangnan.

Four days later, Jiangnan.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has just attacked the barbarian camp, and the whole city is searching for the escaped barbarian royal family.Just as he and the generals were shouting loudly, the spies from the capital rushed thousands of miles to report that Yanjing had changed its owner, and with Yan Feng staying behind, Mo Cang mobilized more than half of the soldiers and horses in the court. The two cities fought against each other.

"Your Highness," said the lord of one of the Twelve Cities, "there are people in Yanjing who are joining forces with me to attack the barbarians. Before such a major event, you can't fight within yourself!"

The prince didn't know that they were afraid of Mo Cang, who was now more powerful and proficient in the art of war, and looked indifferently at the royal camp that had been burned down and emptied by the barbarians.The gale burning in the flames blew the banner above his head into a rattling sound, and half of the sky seemed to be crimson.

"After working together, will he withdraw from Yanjing?"

Everyone looked at each other, knowing that they would not but dare not speak.

Not far away, a man with a white horse and a golden belt happened to be riding his horse, he dismounted neatly and said, "Is everything counted?"

The city lord who spoke before greeted him as if he had seen a savior. In order to show his favor, someone rushed to answer: "The captives have been counted. Except for the barbarians and the two royal families who are still absconding, they have basically taken them down."

Chu Jin nodded, turned around and saw the prince standing there without moving, and walked over: "What? Bad news?"

Upon hearing this, the prince looked at him for a while, then shook his head.

"Your Highness," Chu Jin said, "The twelve cities have served their lives, the barbarian deserters' morale has been broken, and His Highness's meritorious deeds will be remembered for thousands of years. The people in the south of the Yangtze River have gradually begun to support His Highness."

"The most unlikely thing is Jiangnan," the prince looked at him with a smile. "My father refused to send troops at the beginning, and he turned a blind eye to this flood. How can the people of Jiangnan be convinced? Convinced?"

In front of Chu Jin was a burning tent, "Then why did His Highness send out soldiers?"

"Gu has always been on my mind. If Gu came to the south of the Yangtze River six years ago," the crown prince didn't look at him at this time, and said carefully, "many things would be different." At least he could change the misfortune of the Chu family, He will know earlier that his father is not a good father nor a good king, and he will know that his subordinates are rampant in the south of the Yangtze River, instead of being blind in the capital.

"Six years ago? Nanyang Prince's son first beheaded and then led troops thousands of miles to fight Ma Jiangnan. Everyone praised him for being invincible," Chu Jin said, "It is indeed a young talent."

The prince didn't show any expression. He had already heard these words from his advisers, staff, generals, and his father countless times. If he wanted to say that he was unwilling, of course he had it at first, but after he got used to it, he didn't really care.The only thing that Chu Jin said made him feel a little unhappy.Before he could open his mouth, he heard Chu Jin continue to say:

"However, the prince of Nanyang came here with the military power, and it was not the time when the capital was in a hurry. At this time, His Highness was not in Yanjing waiting for the bright future of succession, so he brought his own soldiers all the way to the south of the Yangtze River. Soldiers and horses? What is the reason why Xinghe did not go to Yanjing to fight, but instead marched in the rain to drive out the barbarians?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes to look at Chu Jin again, and saw him standing in the gray night, which seemed to be a fragment leaked out of a dream, reflecting the surrounding sky, the flames, the long white clothes, the sword, the green peak, and the shock, not like the world .

Hearing the soldiers shouting in the distance, Chu Jin untied his hair and walked quickly over to sit with the crowd. After catching a glass of wine, he raised his head and smiled, his white face was more conspicuous with a little dust around his face.

Yan Jingcheng wrote an inscription for the prosperity of the Chu Mansion for quite a long time, but did he ever think that one day?Talented scholars in the south of the Yangtze River who are busy seeking fame and fame flee after the accident, and they will not know the madness of the singing and drinking people at this time.

Suddenly there was a commotion among the soldiers, and a veiled girl was dancing around a campfire.The general who came came said in the sound of silk and bamboo strings that this was the girl from Jiangnan Special who came to perform dances to express his thanks.

Chu Jin turned his head and brought the Xun to the person, the deep music harmonized with the silk and bamboo.He was transparently illuminated by the fire, and he could see his slender fingers pressing the hole of the xun, and he also looked romantic when he was sitting. Passionate, all the generals calmed down, watching his faint outline chilling the battlefield when he lowered his eyebrows , still surrounded by the night wind.

After a song, the girl will leave with others.

"Your Highness." Chu Jin raised his head, his eyes clear.

The prince who was sitting not far away raised his eyebrows, but found that Chu Jin was not looking at him, but was quietly looking at the girl who was about to leave.

"I knew you would recognize me," the girl turned her head and pulled off her veil, "Your Jiangnan soldiers want to arrest me, but you don't know me, and you want me to perform dances. Just now I thought I could escape A catastrophe."

The general who said at the beginning that he voluntarily performed the dance looked embarrassed, and suddenly felt something wrong: "Who are you? Who are you?"

"Princess Nine." Chu Jin said.

The soldiers drew their swords and stood up, confirming that this was the barbarian royal family, and looked at each other warily.Already exhausted? Then he poured himself a drink, without lifting his head, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and handsome in the night.

The prince said: "Take them down and detain them separately." As for the female relatives, they actually didn't plan to keep them for a long time. After this period of time, they still have to release them back.

So although he was surprised, he didn't pay much attention.

"Chu Jin!" That girl called him again before taking her away. It wasn't six years ago? Then she looked clean, "If you are against me, father will not let you go!"

Chu Jin's fingers holding the wine glass paused slightly, but when he looked up, he saw the prince standing in front of him? He looked up at him, as if a god.

Chu Jin smiled: "Your Highness."

The prince still looked calm, showing no emotion, so he just sat down by the bonfire.

Chu Jin watched the nine barbarian princesses being taken down, raised his eyebrows, thought of the delicious food and drinks, and said harsh words, and there was a prince sitting here, no one could arouse hatred.

"Don't worry about it. It won't take long. They will return home unscathed and unharmed." His Royal Highness thought that Chu Jin had some personal relationship with the barbarian royal family. He glanced at the generals who peeked over, and said softly, yes. Chu Jin spoke.

The soldiers withdrew their gazes and didn't dare to be dissatisfied or questioned. To put it bluntly, they were collaborating with the enemy country, but the prince's attitude was so light and light, and he even took the initiative to comfort him, so it didn't matter.

What's more, how many literati are there? There are some common problems that hurt the spring and the autumn. Even if it is an enemy royal family, it is inevitable that they will not be carefully written by the literati and poets in the south of the Yangtze River? Her country's hatred and family hatred.

Chu Jin put down the wine bottle, "Your Highness misunderstood." He was holding the wine glass from the rim downwards, his fingers looked extraordinarily beautiful, unlike holding a sword, he was more suitable for holding a pen, "The soldiers who died in battle, the people who died in the south of the Yangtze River, It makes me worry. The barbarian royal family has enjoyed plundering the jewels and treasures of the south of the Yangtze River, cattle and sheep, and now the winners and losers are still alive, so it is not a pity."

"If someone else said it, spread the word." The prince smiled slightly. "You shouldn't be criticized by the comfortable people."

"So what if I say it?" Chu Jin looked at him sideways, his eyes brightened in the thick night.

The prince picked up the wine bottle in front of him, didn't say anything, thinking in his heart, those accusations would not appear.

For a year, Jiangnan and the Kingdom have been at a stalemate, and the barbarian wars are coming to an end, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still unhappy.

People all over the world secretly called Jiangnan a small capital city, and the crown prince and the prince separated the north and the south. Although the emperor still had a false name, everyone knew that it was in name only.Only? But no one wants to bear the charge of regicide.

But seeing that the emperor was old and the deadline was approaching, the officials and generals in the court were very nervous, lest the north and the south would fall into a war.

Mo Cang felt even more unhappy.Originally, he was already the true monarch of Yanjing, and the land to the north of Yanjing was already in his possession. However, the Twelve Cities in the South of the Yangtze River, which was the beginning of his uprising, were occupied by the crown prince. , and Chu Jin came out again? Planning to kill the enemy... Chu Jin, this is what makes him most unhappy.

The rhododendrons bloom late in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and the capital is separated by two cities, and the capital of Qin, which is humid and rainy all the year round, is just a short distance to the south, occupying all the bustling places.At this place known as "the most beautiful place in the world", Chu Jin came to investigate on behalf of the prince.

Is this the prince's selfishness?At such a time of turmoil between the north and the south, not every city in the south of the Yangtze River is safe and sound, but here is the only one that is lively and has no disputes.The rest of the generals or staff inspected the cities where Yanjing spies were everywhere, but Chu Jin was as leisurely as a tour.

The city lord welcomed him into the city, and said with a smile: "Already? Get ready to cleanse the general. It's cold in autumn, and you need to drink a glass of wine to warm up. The general must not refuse."

Chu Jin glanced back immediately, the white clothes and golden crowns made the crowd look sideways,

"Don't bother."

As he spoke, he got off his horse, handed the rope to the young man who came over, thanked him softly, and walked into the crowd.Seeing that he neither rode a horse nor sat in the prepared carriage, and did not dare to get in the carriage, the city lord had to follow him from a distance.

He was overwhelmed by the crowd, like a bright moon falling into the water, pushed away by the bustling voice, not minding too much prying eyes and the attention of passers-by, looking up to identify the writing on the plaque on the high place in front of him one by one.

333: Look again, the mission target is on the second floor of Manfeng Pavilion.

Chu Jin: "You don't even have a navigation function."

In a restaurant on Chang? Street, a young man in black clothes said coldly, "What are you doing?"

The few people who accompanied him smiled wryly. They didn't know whether His Highness would drag them all together to sneak into Jiangnan, whether it was really for the peaceful settlement of Jiangnan, or to meet Mr. Chu whom he hadn't seen for a year.

On the way, Chu Jin is already there? I don’t want to look for it anymore. If Mo Cang sees it, he probably doesn’t need to look for it, so he turns back and prepares to meet the city lord.

Just at this moment, a young man from an unknown family rode his horse in the downtown area. The horse suddenly lost control and knocked down a stall along the way. It was about to hit a little boy holding a sugar figurine.Chu Jin pulled out his golden whip and rushed forward, but saw someone faster than him, restrained the horse and threw the man on the horse.

Chu Jin put away the golden whip, stretched out his hand to pull up the fallen child, pushed him into the crowd, and turned his head to look at the person holding the rein, thoughtfully.

The young man who rode his horse rolled around on the ground, lost face, got up and was about to settle the score, and saw a golden whip lying in front of his eyes? After he was stunned for a moment, he immediately thought of the person who often wears a golden whip in Jiangnan, and his relationship with the prince Closely, he quickly raised his head: "General Chu?"

The city lord came up wiping his sweat, seeing that he was the son of a friend, he didn't dare to cover up Chu Jin's indifferent expression: "Riding a horse in the downtown area is almost hurting people, go to the government to get thirty boards."

"Supervise well." Chu Jin said.

The city lord nodded, seeing that Chu Jin was still frowning, he reacted, "Xiaguan go there in person?"

Chu Jin nodded slightly.

Even though the city lord complained in every possible way, he had no choice but to follow him to the government office, reprimanding his good nephew in a low voice while walking, so naturally he didn't notice that the brave man kept his back to this side.

The spectators dispersed in whispers, Chu Jian saw that the man was still motionless, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Zizhan." The man finally stopped him.

Chu Jin raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect you to be so interested."

Yan Feng was a little guilty because of what happened a year ago. He also had a part in the current situation in the world. He gave the horse to the officers and soldiers who took over, and walked over and said: "I used to come to Jiangnan often, afraid of being recognized by the city lord. Come out. Right now, this is the fourth brother's place, and if he is recognized as his identity, he may die without a place to die."

"The prince still cares about brotherhood," Chu Jin said, "But I'm already? Ready to stop the horse, you are enthusiastic?."

"Didn't realize you've already recovered your martial arts," Yan Feng approached, his face bright and handsome under the sunlight, "I got a little impatient for a while."

Just as Chu Jin was about to say something, he saw Manfeng Pavilion written on the plaque in front of him. He fixed his eyes and looked towards the second floor.

Wearing a mask, Mo Cang met his gaze across the crowd, paused in his heart, and soon realized that he had been recognized.

Yan Feng casually asked about his recent situation, but saw him draw his sword casually, and lightly went up to the second floor of the restaurant in front of him.

Fighting and screaming were soon heard above.

Yan Feng's eyebrows twitched, thinking that when he came here for this trip, he heard that there was a change in Yanjing, thinking that Mo Cang must be the one above him, so he hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as he went up, he saw that Chu Jin had pierced the right chest of the man in black. Before he could take a closer look, Chu Jin had pulled off the mask of the man in black, revealing a strange face of an ordinary person.

The man in black dodged his eyes: "General."

Chu Jin crossed his arms and looked indifferent. He forcibly retracted his sword to avoid the vital point just because the other party called General Chu.

Yan Feng came over and wondered, "Who is this?"

"Your Highness Sixth!" The man in black looked shocked.He is one of the prince's personal soldiers. This time, the prince sent him to assassinate because he got the news that an important official from Yanjing had arrived in the north.

Unexpectedly, there seemed to be a misunderstanding with General Chu Chu, so he had to expose his identity.

After hearing his explanation, Chu Jin's expression changed.

Presumably Mo Cang brought others with him on this trip, and one of them accidentally exposed his whereabouts.

Yan Feng's expression was strange, he almost guessed the reason, and thought to himself, "You General Chu? It's not a misunderstanding. I'm afraid it's the one who saw Yanjing who was going to shoot the sword at the assassin.

"Why is His Highness Six here?" The man in black looked at him defensively.

"He's leaving tomorrow." Chu Jin took out a bottle of golden sore medicine from his arms and threw it to him, "Go back and report, just say I'm here, it's not convenient for you to do anything."

The man in black didn't understand the causal relationship, but he nodded obediently.

"Fourth brother is not such a tolerant person." Yan Feng joked.

Chu Jin turned around and threw the sword back to him, his face pale.

Yan Feng walked over with a frown, reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Is it hurt?" His breathing was steady, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

"Small thing." Chu Jin didn't explain, probably because the system was playing online today and forgot to turn on the shield.

In the past? When the barbarian strange poison was not cured, there were two days? The system neglected its duties.Now that I have solved half of the solution and recovered my martial arts, there are basically no problems, and the system does not have a long memory.

Mo Cang stood in the dark, glanced indifferently at the subordinate who had exposed his whereabouts, his eyes were a little cold.

Those who exposed their whereabouts had more cold sweat on their foreheads than those who were seriously ill, and they kept wiping away their sweat. If it wasn't for the inconvenient situation at this time, they would have wanted to apologize on the spot.

At this moment, Yan Feng's "Chu Jin" sound relieved the lord temporarily, seeing that Mo Cang rushed over without caring about hiding his identity.

The colleagues looked at him delicately, not feeling at ease for him at all.If Mr. Chu was really injured because of this, he would be even more unlucky.

333 has already turned on the screen in an emergency, and the little one is making excuses for himself, and the little one is apologizing.

Chu Jin didn't bother to care about it, feeling that the discomfort had receded suddenly like a tide, so he stood up again.Yan Feng looked anxious, before he could speak, another voice came in: "Get out of the way!"

The author has something to say: This is a supplement!It will be updated normally today!

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Danqing is 1 years old;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Xiaobai is not white, and 5 bottles of Lixi are curtains;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!