I am a ruler in troubled times

A few days later, Emperor Yonghe really ordered that the fifth younger brother of Mu Shizhong be the deputy commander of the Jingwei Commander Division. Song Peiyu also specially asked Eunuch An to pick some things from the warehouse and send them to Mu's residence.

After much deliberation, Song Peiyu still felt that Chong Yishao should be allowed to get along with Mu Wan as much as possible.

No matter how Mu Shi and Mu Wan look at it, they don't seem to be honest. Let Chong Yi and Mu Wan get along less now, so that Chong Yi will be less sad in the future.

Song Peiyu couldn't stop Mu Wan from coming to the East Palace, but she was able to bring Chong Yi out of the palace.

It happened that the conversation between King Xiang and Emperor Yonghe had to be suspended because of the disagreement on the marriage.

Soong Peiyu took Chong Yi to find King Xiang, and asked King Xiang to tell them what he had seen and heard on the Western Regions business road.

King Xiang's attitude towards Chong Yi is still so kind, but occasionally he looks a little strangely at Chong Yi, as if he still cares about Chong Yi not marrying a wife and taking concubines before the age of 30.

He also pretended to casually bring up this matter in public, waiting for Chong Yi's answer.

Fortunately, Lu Jihe is a person who has seen big scenes, and he didn't look surprised when he heard such explosive news, but his eyes became 'slightly' fiercer.

King Xiang didn't see any disharmony from the reactions of Chong Yi, Song Peiyu, and Lu Jihe. After a long sigh, he continued to talk about the strange things he saw on the Western Regions business road.

Not only did Chong Yi like to hear these strange experiences, Song Peiyu and Lu Jihe also listened to them with great interest.

It's just that everyone's focus is different, except that Chong Yi can be regarded as a good listener and never interrupts King Xiang midway, Song Peiyu and Lu Jihe are somewhat annoying.

Lu Jihe took a chalk and wrote down the symbols that only he could understand on the stone table, and looked up at King Xiang, "You said just now how many emperors and grandchildren are there in Dawan? Are there still seven emperors who are weak and sick?" Sun."

King Xiang was dumbfounded by the question, and couldn't help but look up at the sky. When he mentioned Dawan, it was at least half an hour ago.

Fortunately, King Xiang is not too old, and he has a very good memory. After Lu Jihe's reminder, he can still remember what he just said casually.

Seizing the gap, Song Peiyu asked before King Xiang told Chong Yi another interesting story, "I just heard you saw a kind of grass that can chew sweetness? What is this grass called in the local area? Is there any?" Has anyone tried to use this grass to make sugar? Do you think the environment in Zhao country can grow this grass in large quantities? It..."

King Xiang's gaze gradually became dull, and he was silent for a while, then turned to look at Chong Yi, "Let me tell you another strange thing I encountered in Da Yuezhi."

Chong Yi shook his head, and said to King Xiang, "No hurry, you answer Li slave's question first."

King Xiang was speechless, he wiped his face, and suddenly had the urge to lift the table and leave, but because he had something to ask Zhao Guo, he had to smile, "Please ask Mr. Song again, I didn't hear clearly just now Master Song's question."

Also holding chalk and writing on the stone table, Song Peiyu took the time to raise her head and waved her hand cheerfully, "It's okay, the prince can answer the question first if he hears it clearly."

King Xiang gritted his teeth hard, "...all"

The expression on Song Peiyu's face suddenly froze.

Didn't hear any of them?

What did he ask just now?

Song Peiyu and King Xiang looked at each other blankly.

Chong Yi, who was yawning with his chin on his head, half-closed his eyes and hugged the cushion in his arms tightly, "Just now, Li Nu asked King Xiang to chew grass that tastes sweet..."

Song Peiyu and King Xiang turned their heads to look at Chongyi together.

Chong Yi was not affected at all, and in a drowsy state, he recounted the question that Song Peiyu thought of just now to King Xiang verbatim.

King Xiang remembered it this time, but somehow felt a pain in his head.

Refining sugar with grass?

Is this cat crazy?

Zhao Guo is not so poor.

More than half a month passed in a blink of an eye, Song Peiyu took Chong Yi to find King Xiang to listen to stories every day, and Lu Jihe never missed a single time. Song Peiyu and Lu Jihe's servants even learned to carry rice paper and charcoal pencils with them.

King Xiang felt that he was much older, and always had doubts about his memory in the dead of night when he couldn't sleep.

He seemed to understand.

Only Prince Zhao is the one who really wants to hear the story.

Both Song Peiyu and Lu Jihe were counting on him to publish a book.

In order to avoid the fate of getting bald, King Xiang took the initiative to send all the travel notes he brought from Chu to the East Palace.

This is what he has seen and heard from traveling all over the world for so many years.

It was originally intended to be used as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with Emperor Yonghe, but now it is directly given to Donggong, just begging Donggong not to treat him as a storyteller anymore.

He really can't remember it anymore.

Song Peiyu immediately had someone copy a copy of the book that King Xiang had sent to the East Palace and send it to Qinzheng Palace, and then picked out a box of the latest patterns made by Liulifang and sent it to the place where the envoys of the Chu State lived temporarily, as a return gift for King Xiang .

On the second day, Chongyi's exclusive carriage appeared on time at the place where the envoys of the Chu Kingdom stayed.

King Xiang, who had already changed into light clothes and planned to take a stroll in Xianyang, happened to go out.

The two collided face to face.

The curtain at the window of the carriage was lifted, revealing Song Peiyu's face, "My lord is going out today?"

King Xiang moved his lips but nodded stiffly without making any sound.

Seeing this, Song Peiyu sighed in disappointment, "Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the time when the lord was telling His Highness a story, and ask the lord a few more questions."

King Xiang stood where he was, not willing to take Song Peiyu's words lightly.

Let him go now.

Seeing this, Song Peiyu could only lower the window curtain regretfully.

After a while, the curtain in the middle of the carriage was lifted, and it was still Song Peiyu who opened the curtain. He said to King Xiang, "My lord has made a plan, where are you going? Your Highness just doesn't know how to thank you for giving him the past few days." After telling so many strange stories, is the prince willing to give His Highness a chance?"

King Xiang nodded reservedly, and got into the carriage as well as he did.

Song Peiyu glanced at the sky, and asked King Xiang if he wanted to visit Liulifang.

Even if there is no today's event, Song Peiyu will find a chance to go to Liulifang.

He received the news from there last night that Liulifang finally produced transparent glass without any impurities.

King Xiang was surprised. Of course he had heard of Liulifang. In the palace of Chu State, there are still many Liuli from Zhao State or Qihuo City to Chu State. Yesterday he just received the whole package from the East Palace to his residence. Box of glass.

To be honest, when he opened the box and saw a large amount of exquisite colored glaze piled up in a disorderly manner, King Xiang's heart ached.

In the state of Chu, every glazed ornament has its own wooden box. In addition, a large amount of fine cloth and silk are padded inside the wooden box, for fear of scratching the surface of the glazed glass.

Suddenly he saw Donggong treat Liuli so roughly.

While King Xiang's heart ached, there was also some invisible sadness.

It's just that he didn't expect that Song Peiyu would let him go to the Zhuangzi who produced Liuli to experience it. Isn't he afraid that he will see through Song Peiyu's cash cow?

The doubts and curiosity on King Xiang's face were undisguised, Song Peiyu chuckled, and immediately asked people to change direction to Liulifang, and at the same time asked Jin Bao to inform Lu Jihe.

If you forget Lu Jihe, you will definitely be pissed off for several days.

On the way, Song Peiyu tentatively asked King Xiang some questions about the 36 countries in the Western Regions.

Perhaps because of Liulifang who was about to arrive, King Xiang's expression was subtle, but he did not refuse to answer Song Peiyu's question.

"Lord Song asked in such detail, do you want to visit the Western Regions?" King Xiang looked at Song Peiyu curiously.

Before Song Peiyu could speak, Chong Yi, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the carriage eating cakes, immediately said, "He won't go."

King Xiang did not give up.

Even though Soong Peiyu asked so many questions, it even got to the point where he felt a headache when he saw Song Peiyu.But King Xiang had to admit that the questions Song Peiyu asked were all because he had traveled several times to the Western Regions trade route, and ignored the past questions.

If he can think as meticulously as Song Peiyu, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. One trip to the Western Regions trade route can equal the combined effect of the previous several times.

Therefore, King Xiang very much hoped that Song Peiyu would be in Zhao's team when he took the people of Zhao to the Western Regions in the future.

"Why is the prince so categorical?" King Xiang couldn't help persuading, "Master Song and Lord Lu personally traveled the Western Regions trade route, so that they can clarify all their doubts."

Chong Yi stuffed the pastry in his hand into his mouth, then handed the remaining two pastries to Song Peiyu, and said in a low voice, "I'll go too."

Song Peiyu laughed, picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I won't go to the Western Regions, I will let Yinbao go for me then." Hearing this, Chong Yi immediately stopped talking about going to the Western Regions , once again slumped in the corner covered with layers of cushions, only the arms were still stretched out, holding the only piece of pastry on the plate steadily.

Song Peiyu is not willing to eat these pastries, let alone be like Chong Yi, who eats five or six plates of pastries every day and eats three meals normally, but has never gained weight.

But when Chongyi eats cakes, he usually likes to leave one sweet and one salty cake for Song Peiyu, or when he eats special cakes, he will leave the one he thinks looks good for Song Peiyu to try.

Chong Yi and Song Peiyu naturally rejected the trip to the Western Regions in a few words, and no one felt that there was something wrong with Chong Yi serving the plate and Song Peiyu waiting to eat.

No matter how he looked at it, King Xiang felt that these two people... were not quite right?

What exactly is wrong can't be described.

If I had to say it, I suddenly wanted to stay away from these two people.

It is best to leave the sight of these two people immediately, or let the two people leave his sight.

The suddenly dull atmosphere in the carriage did not ease until they got off the carriage in Liulifang.

Song Peiyu took King Xiang and Chong Yi straight to the warehouse where the transparent glass was placed.

According to Song Peiyu's explanation, only transparent glass is placed in this extremely empty warehouse.

King Xiang walked into the warehouse excitedly, and was immediately disappointed, "It's empty?"

Having received the news a long time ago, Song Peiyu, who had been prepared in her heart, saw the glass pasted on the white wall at first sight, and there was no gray mark at all.

Song Peiyu turned her head excitedly, and was about to share this joy with Chong Yi, when she saw that Chong Yi had already set her eyes on the wall.

"How about replacing all the windows in the East Palace with this kind of glass?" Song Peiyu asked impatiently.

Chong Yi nodded, "Just make up your mind."

King Xiang, who was completely ignored, frowned, looking at the two people who completely ignored him, and the uncomfortable feeling he had in the carriage reappeared.

He tried his best to put the uncomfortable feeling behind him, and followed the eyes of Song Peiyu and Chong Yi to look at the corner of the wall.

Seems... kind of reflective?

There is a problem with the wall!

King Xiang became very interested, and strode towards the wall that would glow from certain angles.

Finally, when he was only three steps away from the wall, he saw the problem.

There is actually a layer of completely transparent glass attached to the wall.

Shock appeared in King Xiang's eyes, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

Just before his fingers were about to touch the glass, King Xiang stopped in time, turned his head to look at Song Peiyu and Chong Yi who had also walked over at some time, and was a little embarrassed, "Can you touch it?"

Song Peiyu smiled, "Of course I can touch it, even if it is damaged, the prince can't afford it."

King Xiang was amused by Song Peiyu's words, and the worries in his heart disappeared completely, and he touched the transparent glass pasted on the wall without hesitation.

The tentacles are cold and smooth, which is different from what King Xiang felt on other glazed ornaments.

King Xiang withdrew his hand full of admiration, but was surprised to find that this piece of transparent glass was really broken by him.

The glass that was originally completely transparent had fine lines in the center, like thin ice that was crushed under heavy load in winter, but not completely crushed.

Instead of being annoyed by this, King Xiang said with a smile on his face that he would pay Song Peiyu for the piece of transparent glass.

Seeing this, Song Peiyu shook her head in her heart.

He knew that King Xiang would react like this, not only because he was stupid and rich, but also because he was satisfied with the value of transparent glass.

Satisfied with the rareness of transparent glass, and more satisfied with the fragility of transparent glass that "breaks at the touch of a touch".

Song Peiyu couldn't understand King Xiang's psychology more deeply, nor could she empathize with King Xiang, but she could understand King Xiang.

Only by understanding King Xiang can he cut leeks one crop after another.

Of course Song Peiyu would not take this opportunity to extort King Xiang's money, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the cracks on the transparent glass.

The place where there were cracks just now became smooth and flat again.

"!"

King Xiang, who had witnessed the miracle, couldn't help but exclaimed, and his fingers touched the place that had just returned to smoothness again.

The tiny cracks reappeared, this time in a different shape.

The expression on King Xiang's face was completely frozen. After Song Peiyu stroked the cracked place again with the handkerchief, the cracked place became smooth again.

King Xiang felt that he seemed to understand, but he didn't fully understand.

Fortunately, Song Peiyu didn't intend to joke with King Xiang. He called in all the workers outside and asked them to lift down the transparent glass that was close to the wall, so that King Xiang could see the transparent glass more clearly.

The door of the warehouse was wide open, and the workers lifted the sides of the transparent glass and stood where the door should have been.

The scenery outside the door is fully visible, which is exactly the effect Song Peiyu wanted.

Song Peiyu nodded in satisfaction, and generously promised King Xiang, "If the effect of changing the glass windows in the East Palace is good, how about replacing the windows in the prince's residence as well?"

King Xiang shook his head again and again, "This king can see clearly from the outside, and this king can also see clearly from the outside."

Thinking that after he finished his work, he would occasionally look up and see a face covered with transparent glass, King Xiang shivered.

Song Peiyu looked at King Xiang strangely.

Who dares to peep at King Xiang at will from the window?

There are guards during the day and curtains at night.

King Xiang was worried too much.

Song Peiyu shook her head, and ordered ice water, warm water, and hot water to be poured on the transparent glass respectively, and then wiped off the traces on the transparent glass with a soft cloth.

Seeing this, King Xiang finally realized that he had made a joke just now, blushing quietly and took a few steps back, but was even more amazed at the transparency... the magic of glass.

Song Peiyu called it glass.

Could it be something completely different from Liuli?

After the tests of water resistance, cold resistance and heat resistance, Song Peiyu was very satisfied with the almost unchanged glass. He took out the dagger from his boots and knocked the dagger on the glass with the handle facing down.

There was a crisp sound at the impact, but the glass was unharmed.

Song Peiyu turned the dagger over so that the sharp side was facing down.

After the sound of 'clang', with the point where the tip of the dagger touched the glass as the center of the circle, dense cracks spread towards the surroundings.

Song Peiyu blinked, and suddenly felt a huge force coming from her waist, and her whole body 'flyed'.

He hadn't landed yet, and the sound of rattling was endless.

The glass that had been tortured by Song Peiyu finally shattered completely.

Poor King Xiang was the most curious, and he never thought that the broken glass would not fall to the ground, but would splatter all around. Although he covered his face with his wide sleeves in time, there were a few barely visible scratches on his hands. Hen, but was so frightened that he took several steps back abruptly, unable to recover for a long time.

Fortunately, from the water-splashing experiment, the transparent glass was laid flat on the wood that formed a square, and no workers held it up.

Therefore, the only person present who was injured was his hand that hurt a little, but it was far worse than the flustered King Xiang.

The instigator, Song Peiyu, was well protected, not even a piece of glass shards on her body, but she had to face Chong Yi's deep gaze.

Song Peiyu coughed lightly, and strode towards King Xiang who was still dazed and shocked, trying to divert the matter away.

"My lord..." As soon as he uttered two words, Song Peiyu felt the strength on his wrist.

With his wrist tightly held by Chong Yi, he couldn't move his legs at all.

Song Peiyu tried to break free, but Chong Yi was like a towering and silent mountain, no matter how hard Song Peiyu tried, he would not move.

Song Peiyu had no choice but to see that King Xiang had come to his senses and was looking at him and Chong Yi with a hesitant expression on his face. Song Peiyu could only face King Xiang with a nonchalant smile, and then turned back immediately, her voice barely Wen, "I made a mistake, and I will never dare again."

Chong Yi hooked the corner of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Lie"

At the end, he added, "Little liar!"

Song Peiyu suddenly felt a little flustered, but he couldn't tell whether it was the increasingly strange eyes of King Xiang behind him that made him panic, or the increasingly angry Chong Yi in front of him that made him panic.

He held Chong Yi's wrist and shook it, cleverly avoiding the word 'lying', and said in a low voice, "I really don't dare, next time I have such an experiment, let the workers do it, I just want to do it." Watch from a distance, okay?"

Chong Yi didn't say yes or no, but said, "I'll be with you."

Song Peiyu didn't think about it at all, and said "Okay, okay" repeatedly, complied with Chongyi's words, and finally freed his wrist from Chongyi's grasp.

He turned back immediately.

Sure enough, the expression on King Xiang's face had changed from 'suspicious' to 'shocked'.

Seeing Song Peiyu walking in his direction, King Xiang took several steps back.

In the end, King Xiang accepted the three big boxes of colored glaze that Song Peiyu gave him with tears in his eyes, with a face full of "I don't know anything, and I won't say anything, the colored glaze you gave me should not be a funeral, right?" '

Sending King Xiang back to his residence, Song Peiyu refused to go back to the East Palace with Chong Yi, he said he would go to Honglu Temple to meet the envoy of the Kingdom of Wei who he had been hanging out for almost a month.

Yesterday there was another funeral report from Weiguo, the eighth prince of Weiguo had lost two brothers, before Song Peiyu left the palace at night, he met the palace servants sent by the eighth prince.

The eighth prince didn't want to go back to Weiguo because he was afraid of death.

...It can be said to be very honest.

Watching Chongyi's carriage leave, Song Peiyu breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but rubbed her ears that were always hot, and went straight to the direction of Honglu Temple.

As long as you pass the corner ahead, you can see the gate of Honglu Temple.

Because Song Peiyu led Chong Yi to run outside every day, and specially told the people of Donggong Primary School that they would go into the palace to accompany Chong Yi when they had free time.

Mu Wan has changed from needing to stay in the East Palace for an hour every day to staying at most half an hour at a time, and she does not come to the East Palace every day.

It was a coincidence that Chong Yi returned to the palace, Mu Wan had just been to the East Palace, and after hearing that Chong Yi was not there, she had already left.

Mr. An, who was left behind in the East Palace, greeted him cheerfully, "Lord Song sent some storytellers a few days ago, and this old slave asked them to tell you new stories?"

Chong Yiyan nodded his head.

He didn't find it interesting to listen to stories.

But it's even less interesting if you don't listen to the story.

Tu

In the end, Chong Yi still didn't hear the new story. He just had a face-to-face meeting with the new storyteller who was sent to the East Palace, when he heard Eunuch An say that Murong Jing was asking to see him and was waiting for him in the flower hall.

Murong Jing also hasn't seen Chong Yi for some days.

In other words, Chong Yi seemed to have completely forgotten about Murong Jing, and did not summon Murong Jing for a long time.

After all, Murong Jing is the Left Commander of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion, and if Chong Yi did not summon him, he would not be able to take the initiative to run to the East Palace like those people in the East Palace Primary School every day.

Besides, Murong Jing knew very well in his heart that if he didn't wait for the right opportunity, it would be useless for him to meet Chong Yi every day.

Today he will go out of his way and come to Chong Yi on his own initiative, precisely because he thinks the time has come.

Murong Jing folded his fists and bent down, took the initiative to greet Chong Yi, and said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Eunuch An stopped outside the door and called out all the little eunuchs who were originally in the flower hall.

"What's the happy event?" Chong Yi walked up to Murong Jing, stretched out his hand to support Murong Jing's fisted arms, surprise flashed across their faces at the same time.

After taking their seats, Murong Jing spoke again, "Your Highness, have you heard the news from the Kingdom of Wei?"

Chong Yi recalled the last time Song Peiyu told him the news of the Wei Kingdom, and casually said, "The nineteenth prince of the Wei Kingdom who had been enthroned for half a month died suddenly, or was the whole family of the regent killed by poison?"

Murong Jing picked up the teacup, covered the complicated expression on his face, and said to Chong Yi, "It's still related to the poisoning of the Prince Regent's family. The State of Wei found the body of the General Hussars of the State of Wei in the backyard of the Prince Regent's Mansion."

Chong Yi looked at Murong Jing indifferently.

General of the Hussars of the State of Wei?

Who?

Song Peiyu never mentioned this person to him.

After understanding the inquiry in Chong Yi's eyes, the complexity in Murong Jing's heart suddenly turned into a heartache.

He really wanted to ask those teachers in Donggong Primary School, what did they teach His Highness on weekdays?

Your Highness doesn't even know the Hussar General of the Wei Kingdom!

The Hussar General of the State of Wei is also a member of the royal family of the State of Wei. He is a descendant of the founding emperor of the State of Wei.

In his generation, he still has the title of General Fuguo.

Although it is not enough to see in front of many princes who Emperor Wei himself can't recognize.

However, General Hussars strives for his own strength, and he is one of the few people in the royal family of Wei who can take action.

When the Yan, Wei, and Li kingdoms all blushed for the Zengzhen Gold Mine, General Hushi was one of the few who could stay awake.

He submitted fifteen papers in a row, asking Emperor Wei to withdraw his troops from Zeng Town.

Then he was reprimanded by Emperor Wei in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and ordered to think behind closed doors.

It is precisely because of this that Weiguo has repeatedly sent troops to Zengzhen, but there is no subordinate of the general of hussars.

When Zengzhen was hit by another earthquake, the [-] soldiers of Wei State were almost wiped out, and the [-] veterans under the Hussar General were almost equal to the strength of the entire Wei State.

Hussar General's status in the country of Wei immediately rose. Even Emperor Wei, who had smashed the memorial on the head of Hussar General in front of civil and military officials, laughed and called uncle, let alone Wei Huang After his death, the princes seemed like chicken cubs.

In fact, after the death of Emperor Wei, the state of Wei changed emperors every three days, nearly [-] emperors changed in two months, and there was no complete chaos. Sitting in Weijing.

Now not only the nineteenth prince of Weiguo passed away on the throne, but also the second prince of Weiguo, who was afraid of the curse of the throne and took the initiative to step back as the regent, and the great general Hussar, who was not an exaggeration to say that Weiguo Dinghaishenzhen was also gone.

The country of Wei, which has long since set in the west, may soon be disintegrated.

Chong Yi let out an 'hmm', and laid his gaze on Murong Jing lazily.

Weiguo will be in chaos, or even disappear, what does it have to do with him?

Murong Jing had already made mental preparations, although he was still distressed by Chong Yi's ignorance, but he didn't show it, Wen Sheng asked Chong Yi to send someone to get a map of Kyushu.

Chong Yi got up from the chair and walked towards the door first, "Go to the study"

Murong Jing showed a slightly surprised smile, His Highness still remembered that he had a study room, and also knew that there was a map of Kyushu in the study room.

congratulations!

In fact, Chong Yi's study not only has a map of Kyushu, but also all the information about Kyushu and Nine Kingdoms that can be found in Zhao State, as well as detailed information on all counties and towns in Zhao State.

There is even a sand table in the compartment of the study.

Because Chongyi's study was arranged by Song Peiyu himself, Song Peiyu used it most of the time.

Chong Yi asked Eunuch An to find out the map, and took Murong Jing directly to the place where the sand table was placed in the cubicle.

Due to the limited known information, this sand table is very rough in Song Peiyu's view.

It can only reflect the general terrain of Kyushu and the outline of Kyushu.

For example, which location is a mountain, which location is a plain, and where is a fortress...

The land of Kyushu is vast and varied, even in Song Peiyu's eyes, the crudely made sand table occupies half of the cubicle.

Eunuch An unfolded the map he found, placed it on a flat wooden board next to the sand table, and silently exited the compartment.

Chong Yi grudgingly pulled himself together, but he never waited for Murong Jing to speak. His black and white eyes looked over with reproach.

Murong Jing was looking at the sand table with scorching eyes, not hiding the 'wolf nature' in his eyes.

Chong Yi easily understood Murong Jing's thoughts, and Murong Jing wanted to take the sand table for himself.

Murong Jing's eyes suddenly went dark, it was a high-quality brocade, and it was embroidered with vivid vermillion bird patterns.

He looked up along the sleeve, and was facing Chongyi's indifferent face.

"This is mine," Chong Yi told Murong Jing.

Murong Jing didn't care about Chong Yi's indifference and domineering at all.

As a prince, he has no talent to such an extent, and if he has no temper, what's the use?

Murong Jing would like Chong Yi to have a temper, he wished Chong Yi could be more domineering.

"I don't dare to think about His Highness's things." Murong Jing smiled harmlessly, "I wonder which craftsman gave His Highness's sand table? I want to order a similar sand table to be placed in the Mansion of the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies."

Chong Yi frowned, and refused without hesitation, "I forgot."

Although creating an identical sand table does not require Song Peiyu to redesign the drawings.

But as long as Chong Yi thinks that what Song Peiyu spent so much time and effort to make will not only be placed in his East Palace, but will also appear in the Five Armies Governor's Mansion for people to watch and evaluate, and he will feel very uncomfortable.

Murong Jing was not so easy to fool, he immediately said, "Since Your Highness can't remember clearly, I will ask Mr. Song."

Murong Jing originally wanted to get the sand table without making Chong Yi angry, but he didn't know that what he said happened to be a hornet's nest.

Chong Yi pointed to the door. "go out"

The smile on Murong Jing's face subsided, his eyes were full of disapproval, and he reminded Chong Yi, "I still have business to discuss with Your Highness."

"I don't want to hear it anymore." Chong Yi didn't hesitate.

Murong Jing, who firmly believed just now that since he had no chance of talent as a prince, he must have a temper, was speechless and choked.

He hoped that Chong Yi would have a temper, but not such an unreasonable temper.

Murong Jing was about to speak again, when he suddenly felt a huge force from his shoulder that he couldn't resist, and even his feet left the ground along with this force.

Chong Yi actually held his shoulders with both hands and lifted him up.

What kind of power is this?

Murong Jing's energy sank to his dantian, and his body fell sharply.

Although the body obviously sank for a certain distance, the feet still failed to touch the ground.

Surprise flashed in Murong Jing's eyes. He knew that Chong Yi's skills were unusual, and it was because of this that he noticed Chong Yi, but he didn't expect that Chong Yi was stronger than his stupid son-in-law who was born with supernatural power and had never practiced martial arts since childhood.

Surprise turned into interest, Murong Jing raised one leg and bent it at an inconceivable angle, and kicked towards Chong Yi's lower abdomen.

Chong Yi had no choice but to let go of Murong Jing's shoulder, stretched out his hand to block Murong Jing's leg, and grasped Murong Jing's leg firmly in the palm of his hand, and grabbed Murong Jing's shoulder again with his other free hand.

Murong Jing immediately saw that Chong Yi wanted to lift him up.

While being shocked by Chong Yi's on-the-spot response, Murong Jing took advantage of Chong Yi's strength to hold his leg, and kicked Chong Yi's face with the other leg.

……

Eunuch An stood guard at the door of the cubicle, his eyelids twitched when he heard the sound of punches and fists inside, and he winked wildly at Lai Fu, who was not far away from him.

Go to the doctor quickly!

God bless, don't let General Murong get beaten up.

Eunuch An is indeed right to be worried.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the situation in the cubicle is one-sided. Murong Jing has no power to fight back, so he can only defend passively to avoid being beaten too badly.

Chong Yi didn't want to destroy the sand table that occupied most of the cubicle, and he was also apprehensive about attacking, besides, his purpose was not to hit people, but to blow out Murong Jing who coveted the sand table.

However, Murong Jing was very stubborn, he would rather suffer a few more blows than take an extra half step towards the door.

For a moment, the two froze.

In the end, it was Murong Jing who was unstable and was about to hit the sand table, so Chong Yi pulled Murong Jing up and took the initiative to take a few steps back.

Murong Jing half-bent and supported his hands on his thighs, panting heavily, although there were no conspicuous wounds on the skin exposed outside his clothes, he looked a bit embarrassed.

Chong Yi folded his arms and leaned against the wall, his chest heaving more violently than usual.

After being quiet for a long time, Murong Jing, who finally breathed evenly, took the initiative to speak, "Your Highness is very skilled. It would be a waste not to go out with the army. The civil strife in Wei is a unique opportunity for His Highness."

Chong Yi was no longer in a hurry to let Murong Jing go out, he lowered his eyelids and looked at Weiguo's position on the sand table, and said in a deep voice, "Give me a reason."

After recovering, Murong Jing stood upright, following Chong Yi's gaze on the sand table, "Is there a reason for your Highness to go out with the army, or is it because you want to go out against Weiguo?"

Chong Yi raised his chin, "I want everything."

Murong Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

In the past, he also thought that the only son of General Jianwei was not very smart, but now it seems that he was wrong.

It's not that His Royal Highness is not very smart, but that he is too smart.

This arrogance is enough to show how indulgent His Majesty is to him.

"Your Highness was willing to summon the ministers because..." Murong Jing pondered for a moment, discarding all kinds of polite words, and chose to get straight to the point, "Your Highness is no longer satisfied with following His Majesty's arrangements in everything, you have your own ideas .”

"En." Chong Yi nodded, generously acknowledging Murong Jing's guess.

"You found out that your Majesty is the father and the king. When he abandons father and son and only talks about the monarch and his ministers, he can completely ignore your thoughts." Murong Jing is very clear about what he is talking about, but he understands that if he does not say these words, he will be heavy. would not use him.

Chong Yi's face softened a lot, and he continued to nod, "En."

"I can help Your Highness get rid of this problem." Murong Jing said this sentence again.

Half a year ago, on their way back to Xianyang from Qihuo City, Murong Jing had found an opportunity to talk to Chong Yi alone.

At that time, Chong Yi didn't pay attention to him.

Murong Jing knew that there would be a different result today.

"Most of the generals who served under His Majesty in the past died in battle, and His Majesty could no longer go out in person because of old injuries. Luo San is loyal but has no generals, and he has repeatedly delayed the military situation on the battlefield. King Su is no better than Luo San, And ever since...the Eldest Young Master died in battle, I have never seen the two armies fighting each other, and I have long since lost my heart."

"General Jianyuan has been reprimanded by His Majesty many times over the years, and even the soldiers under him are distracted because of this. If he wants to go to the battlefield again, he will have to wait at least a year and a half."

"In the past, when the Yan army was under pressure, His Majesty had no one to use, so he let me take command."

When mentioning this point, Murong Jing did not shy away from it.

If he was not an only daughter but a young gentleman, Emperor Yonghe might not have been willing to use her back then, and he and the Mu family would not have turned against each other.

From Murong Jing's point of view, these things are predestined by the heavens, just face it calmly, there is absolutely no need to think too much about it.

"Your Highness's chance lies in military power." Murong Jing said in a firm tone.

"As long as His Highness shows signs of being able to control the military power, His Majesty and His Royal Highness King Su will definitely support you with all their strength. The Song family and the Lu family themselves cannot touch the military power, and Song Peiyu and Lu Jihe are already standing in the Eastern Palace camp, so they will do their best. Support you."

Murong Jing knelt down on one knee, "I am also willing to fully support you in gaining military power."

"As long as you have the military power, you don't have to worry about having a dispute with His Majesty when you refute His Majesty's opinions. There is nothing you can do about His Majesty's majesty."

At that time, the dispute between the emperor and the crown prince will no longer be a simple family matter, but a state matter. Naturally, there will be civil and military ministers standing firmly behind the crown prince, even going against Yonghe Emperor.

As long as the prince can let the civil and military officials see the future.

This is why Murong Jing thought of persuading Chong Yi to go out with the army.

As long as Chongyi appears on the battlefield, he doesn't need to kill the enemy himself or issue orders, he just needs to stand there alive, the identity of Zhao Guo's crown prince will make the enemy army fearful, and our army's morale will greatly increase .

Over time, from soldier to officer to general.

More and more people regard Chong Yi as their belief, and the military power will naturally be handed over to Chong Yi.

Chong Yi laughed lightly, grabbed Murong Jing's shoulders, lifted Murong Jing abruptly, stared sharply at Murong Jing's eyes, but his tone was still as cold as before, "What do you want?"

Now most of Zhao's military power is in the hands of Emperor Yonghe and Murong Jing.

Emperor Yonghe was willing to hand over the military power to his heir, Mu