The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"Let's drop the book." Yu Xiaohua nodded helplessly, and then gave advice to Mu Youfang: "Your Majesty sent Zhu Xiujian to compete for peace, and use the wind to pray for the six states in exchange for the retreat of the two countries."

There was a hint of surprise in Mu Youfang's expression, but he was even more moved, hesitatingly said: "But there has never been such a precedent in our country."

"This world belongs to His Majesty, the king's land is His Majesty's king's land, how can we deal with it, please listen to Your Majesty." Yu Xiaohua lowered her eyes, bent slightly, and raised her hands and feet respectfully.

In winter, there were a few light snowfalls in the frontier, and the cold wind mixed with wind and sand eroded the helmets of the soldiers' cavalry.Xiao Chenzhong rolled over from the red and black horse, his brows were tightly furrowed, the cold wind blew his face purple, and those purple hands were tightly holding a report from Kyoto, and with his fingertips Ten percent of the strength seemed to crush the paper.

Gu Fulin's voice commanding the battle came from inside the tent, Xiao Chenzhong stopped at the door and stood for a while, looked at Nobunaga in his hand, sighed, opened the curtain and walked in.

Gu Fulin raised his head and saw Xiao Chenzhong, his hand pointing at the sand table froze slightly, and stopped directing. Seeing Xiao Chenzhong's face was gloomy, he couldn't help frowning and asked: "A letter from Beijing?"

Xiao Chenzhong held the letter in his hand, moved away, and walked in front of Gu Fulin, his fingers trembling slightly holding the letter, before Gu Fulin could ask again, he suddenly knelt down with his legs bent, and raised the letter in his hand above his head , gritted his teeth, closed his eyes in pain, and said with difficulty: "Marshal, it's a letter of surrender."

Gu Fulin's pupils froze for a moment, and his burly body trembled uncontrollably. He waved away Zhou Caoren, walked quickly to Xiao Chenzhong, and took the letter in his hand: "What is the letter? Where is the letter?" ?”

Gu Fulin hastily opened the letter, scanned the few lines on the letter, his eyes widened suddenly, the hand holding the letter gradually trembled, his usually firm and unstoppable body suddenly fell backwards,

"Commander! Commander! Are you alright?" A group of soldiers behind hurriedly stepped forward to support Gu Fulin.

Gu Fulin's hands holding the letter trembled differently, and his eyes looked at the front with mournful eyes. After a long while, he finally struggled and shouted a rebellious sentence: "With this king, our country is in danger!"

The news that Cang Yue sent a book to Zhulu Kingdom spread from time to time from the capital to the Palace of Prince Chen in Yanting City. Hearing this news, Mu Qianli trembled slightly while holding a golden spoon to feed the golden bird in the cage under the porch. The food tilted down from the edge of the spoon and scattered outside the trough.

Mu Qianli looked sideways slightly, staring at him closely, and saw that the expression on Mu Qianli's face didn't change much, he just handed the golden spoon to the servant at the side, looked in the direction of the sky and let out a soft sigh, inexplicably praised: " Good decision."

Jinchao: "..." Is it popular to not speak human language now?

"How about the border soldiers?" Mu Qianli continued to ask, turned around, and walked towards the study. The sky was gloomy, and it started to snow again.

Mu Qianli walked back to the study, sat down with his clothes on, took out a piece of paper from the desk drawer, wrote on it with a pen, and then reported to him just now: "There are countless casualties in the border area, but General Gu is fine. .”

Mu Qianli raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at him coldly: "I didn't ask you to inquire about only one person!"

"Think of a way to deliver this letter to Su Yuzhi." Mu Qianli put away his pen, folded the letter paper, handed it to Jinchao, and asked, "How is she doing recently?"

"The selection went very well. His Majesty has appointed Miss Su as a talented person, and now the grace is strong." Jin Chao said.

"Before she went to the capital, she asked Ben Wang Haosheng to take care of her younger brother Su Yetao. I heard that Su Yetao's martial arts skills are almost catching up to yours?" Mu Qianli put the pen back into the pen holder on the desk, thinking of this thing, asked.

"Yes." Jin Chao curled his lips: "He is quite talented. Although my subordinates have been teaching him in recent years, his current level is already close to that of my subordinates."

"Then arrange for him to be a bodyguard by the king's side." Mu Qianli said: "It can be regarded as living up to Miss Su's entrustment."

In the white snow, two black horses galloped across the wilderness, bringing a gust of wind, blowing the weeds and light leaves beside the road.There are two teenagers wearing red cloaks riding on the horse. They rode their horses from the wilderness to the horizon.

"We lost." Shen Lanzhao smiled helplessly, and looked at Gu Shibai who was beside him. Gu Shibai's bright and beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked into the distance with a faint lingering cloud on his face: "Victory or defeat is the battle of war." usual."

"One day!" He turned his head, looked at the Guangmao Mountains and Rivers behind him, and waved his hand to the southeast: "I am going to regain the lost Fengqi Six States!"

Spring is getting stronger and the weather is getting warmer. Swallows return to the hall, build nests on the eaves, go out to look for food from time to time, shuttle back and forth between the dark red corridors, chirping softly, and the spring breeze blows through the corridors, raising The blue hair hanging on the chest of the people in the corridor.

Ling Shuyuan raised his hand, and slowly brushed the blue silk on his chest back behind him. The blue shirt on his body was blown by the breeze, like an independent fairy on the edge of a fairyland. When footsteps came from the corridor, he turned his head slowly and went down. Holding his sleeves, he walked over in a hurry, leaned over and took out a letter from his sleeves, carefully glanced around, handed the letter to Ling Shuyuan, and said in a low voice, "Master, it's a letter from Yan Ting."