Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

The setting sun was like blood, Qian Zuisheng sat in front of the tent and wiped the crescent moon.

There was a brand new envelope on the stone table beside it.

Wei Su twisted the water in his robe and walked towards Qian Zuisheng: "Master, how many letters have been sent back and forth, the prince should soften his heart even if he is hard-hearted."

Every time Wei Su mentioned this before, Qian Zuisheng would definitely find some excuses for himself.

But this time, he didn't say a word, the bright crescent blade reflected the distant rays of light, and he was so lonely that it made people sad.

Along the way, Qian Zuisheng planned strategies, and fought as he went.

When Jiang Xianjing's large army arrived, Qian Zuisheng and Mo Zhuang passed five passes and killed six generals, clearing away all obstacles.

The big troops drove straight in, just waiting to join forces with Xiao'angu.

Wei Su felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, Qian Yucheng was close at hand, but Qian Zuisheng's saber technique was even more ghostly and fierce.

If things go on like this, the little medicine given by Ah Xiang may not be able to suppress the toxins in his body.

"What is drunk thinking?"

Jiang Jimin untied his arms, and his loose clothes hung down by his side.

Qian Zuisheng turned his head, and the face that resembled Jiang Xianjing suddenly bumped into his eyes.

He didn't have time to restrain his emotions, his eyes turned red: "Brother, Xian Jing ignored me."

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The winter in the capital is cold and dry, and soon it was white outside, Jiang Xianjing and Lei Xiaodong leaned on the brazier to deal with business.

Lei Wu was snoring loudly beside him.

Lei Xiaodong narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed his hands and turned them over to roast on the brazier: "My lord, the auspicious snow heralds a good year!"

Jiang Xian calmly took half of the middle scroll that Lei Xiaodong hadn't finished reading, and put it on his desk.

"Yeah, after counting, the teacher and the others are almost hitting Xiao Angu.

Lei Xiaodong nodded: "Your Majesty is delighted with the good news every day. I used to only think that the princess is good at writing, but I didn't expect to be so good at marching and fighting. Heroic young man, the prince is very lucky!"

"He is very lucky. Unlike me, he has never even seen a battlefield."

"Hey, why should the lord be ashamed of himself? I, the Ming emperors of all dynasties in Dajiang, except for the emperor Taizu, who is not sitting in the Ming hall..."

Jiang Xian suddenly looked up.

Lei Xiaodong knew that he had made a mistake, so he immediately stopped talking.

Jiang Xianjing was not angry, but followed Lei Xiaodong's words: "This king may not think so, just like ours, who has not yet ascended the throne, and has gone to the battlefield twice."

Lei Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Yes, yes, we all know that His Royal Highness, the Prince, has the demeanor of Emperor Taizu back then!"

"I don't know what the weather is like there?"

Jiang Xian leaned against the door in shock, staring fixedly at the falling snowflakes, the palace is too deserted this year.

Lei Xiaodong couldn't understand Jiang Xianjing's thoughts, so he got up immediately and comforted him: "Don't worry, my lord, Qianyu Kingdom is like spring all the year round, and the princess will definitely not be covered by wind and snow."

"Report! Eight hundred miles, hurry up!"

I saw a bodyguard quickly passing the side hall, heading for the main hall of Emperor Dajiang.

Jiang Xian was startled, and he and Lei Xiaodong looked at each other, and both got up.

Before Lei Xiaodong's feather duster fell, Jiang Xianjing kicked Lei Wu's ass.

Lei Wu shivered: "Let's go, go to Liulidian for a drink?"

"Drink your head, there is a battle report!"

"Okay, okay, Aiqing Xianjing, come and take a look." Emperor Dajiang smiled happily.

Sure enough, good news.

Jiang Jimin said in the letter that they have already stationed outside Xiao'an Valley, and they will attack only when Emperor Qianyu exchanges information to set a date.

He also said that Mo Zhuang and Qian Zuisheng are all well, please rest assured father.

Jiang Xian looked up at Emperor Dajiang's desk in shock.

Empty...

The further you go to the Qianyu Country, the stricter the correspondence will be. Qian Zuisheng's private letters to Jiang Xianjing are usually included in the report.

Jiang Xianjing's disappointment fell into the eyes of Emperor Dajiang, he smiled slightly, and said to Jiang Xianjing in a slightly reproachful tone: "Well, every time it's someone's letter, you don't see a letter, now they are annoyed you, Do it yourself!"

Jiang Xian, who was self-inflicted, was shocked, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom. That night, he did not stay in the Liuli Palace for an unprecedented night, but returned to the palace.

Lying on the big bed that she used to lie with Qian Zuisheng, her heart fluttered, all of which were the shadow of that person.

Why don't you write to me?

He got up and took out a thick stack of unsent letters from the wooden box, compared it with what Qian Zuisheng wrote to him, asked and answered, and enjoyed it.

After reading the letter, Jiang Xian still couldn't fall asleep, so he simply opened the map.

He has long been familiar with the terrain of Xiao'an Valley.

There are fairy cliffs on both sides, but the middle is very empty, which can accommodate tens of thousands of generals. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is an excellent place for ambushes.

Jiang Xianjing remembered that Qian Zuisheng in the original text was the one who defeated Wei Cang in Xiao'an Valley and destroyed Qianyu Country.

This time, the author of the original text did not describe how to break the siege of the Thousand Rain Country.

Obviously, because of Jiang Xianjing's interference, many plots have deviated from the original main line, heading in an unpredictable direction.

Even though with the military talents of Jiang Jimin, Qian Zuisheng and Mo Zhuang, it was impossible not to see the situation clearly, Jiang Xianjing still tossed and turned all night.

Before dawn, I went to the palace to look for Ah Xiang.

Ah Xiang's sleepy eyes blurred: "Who do you want to predict?"

"How many people can you predict at a time?"

Ah Xiang raised a finger.

"How many people are predicted in succession?"

Ah Xiang raised two fingers again.

Jiang Xian exclaimed: "Emperor Qianyu and Empress Qianyu."

Ah Xiang waved his hands again and again: "I don't predict women, you know what if they are...you know..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Jiang Xianjing slapped Ah Xiang on the shoulder angrily.

Ah Xiang rubbed his shoulders: "Amitabha, form is emptiness."

Then he closed his eyes tightly and thought hard.

"Not good!" Ah Xiang suddenly stood up from the chair.

"how?"

"This woman wants to kill people."

Ah Xiang briefly explained the whole story, Qian Yuhou was afraid of Gaochang's army, but even more afraid of Qian Zuisheng winning his son's throne.

Therefore, she thought of a complete plan.

She signed contracts with Jiangling Kingdom and Gaochang Kingdom respectively, leading the two countries to fight fiercely in Xiao'angu, and she reaped the benefits of being a fisherman.

What a vicious scheme!

Prince Jiang Jimin rushed to the aid of Qianyu Country for the second time, and he certainly would not suspect fraud.

But no matter what, he would never have imagined that what Xiao Angu was waiting for them was not the allies of Qianyu Kingdom, but the wolves of Gaochang.

Jiang Xian was startled: "How long is it?"

"The edict has been issued."

Jiang Xian, who was striding out, suddenly turned around: "Who did it? Emperor Qianyu or Empress Qianyu?"

Ah Xiang quickly followed: "Is there any difference?"

"Say it!"

"Suggestion after a thousand rains, the seal of Emperor Qianyu personally affixed."

Jiang Xian staggered in shock, as if he had been punched hard in the chest, and almost couldn't stand still.

But he didn't have time to think, the edict had already been issued, and the fierce battle would only take three or two days.

Emperor Dajiang was listening to Mr. Wen's song, and when he heard Jiang Xianjing's words, he was too shocked to speak.

Ah Xiang had no choice but to expose his predictive ability again.

The maid smashed three plates one after another, Huancai farted a lot herself, and Emperor Dajiang finally believed it.