The prince is very fierce

As the sun and moon go by, as the land of Middle-earth becomes hotter and hotter, the wars in all directions become more and more intense.

The elite border armies of Northern Qi and Dayue have been locked in a stalemate for nearly half a year. Countless people are buried in the battlefield every day, which consumes human lives and consumes national power.

After more than a month of trekking, the Allied Forces of the Three Kings in the East have arrived in the Chu region. Mashankou and Nanyang have been lost. A large army of government soldiers and militiamen are stationed along the line from Xiangyang to Luzhou. General Qin Jing of the Chu army gathered elite troops to launch an offensive, ready to use his sword. Point to Guanyang.

Guan Hongye, leading 50,000 Xiliang troops and tens of thousands of government soldiers, was the vanguard of the rebellion. He had arrived in Dengzhou and began a tentative attack on the city.

It's just that Xiangyang, as the gateway to the Central Plains, is one of the most strategically important cities in Dayue. It is not easy to break the city. It is normal for it to take three to five years.

The counterinsurgency took too long, and it was of no benefit to Xu Buling - the Northern Qi's national power was far inferior to Dayue, which had a vast territory and rich resources. As long as the Northern Qi's national power was exhausted, it would inevitably retreat; the situation in Northern Xinjiang turned around, and the Guanzhong Army and the Liaoxi Army were able to return reinforcements. There is nothing wrong with the Xiliang Army.

Therefore, Xu Buling must quickly establish a foothold in the Central Plains and obtain bargaining chips with the imperial court when there is no breakthrough in the northern war. After King Su secretly transported more than 30 heavy artillery pieces to Nanyang Ferry on a merchant ship, Xu Buling sent a petition for war and a military order to Guan Hongye, requesting 20,000 troops to help break Nanyang.

And even if Guan Hongye couldn't defeat Xiangyang and was wasting his time, he wouldn't let Xu Buling come over and intervene. After all, Xiangyang cannot be defeated. As long as the current situation can be stabilized and the occupation of the north is turned around, the civil strife will resolve itself; and if Xu Buling is allowed to defeat Xiangyang, then nothing will happen to him from now on. Guan Hongye naturally sternly refused Xu Buling's request for a fight, letting Xu Buling stay in the rear to stabilize the market.

After Xu Buling said hello, he said no more and prepared to set off with 20,000 miscellaneous soldiers. Everything is according to Xiao Qi's plan, step by step to erode Guan Hongye's military power.

It's just that in this big game of chess in the world, no matter how good a counselor is, it's difficult to account for everything and know all the variables.

Sometimes, a seemingly unrelated thing that happens in some places where the world cannot see can disrupt everyone's plans and stir up an unexpected storm...

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It's midsummer, and all the peach blossom trees in the Pinggu Sea with a radius of hundreds of miles have fallen away, replaced by lush mountains.

In the canyon far away from the world, hundreds of small peach trees are full of green, but they have been left unattended for too long. The original meticulous nursery is overgrown with weeds and looks a little desolate.

In the small fenced courtyard, three small huts stood quietly and solemnly, with green vines already climbing on the wooden frames; on the small kitchen window, more than a dozen fish that had encountered misfortune had been dried into fish, and there were no birds or beasts to intrude, and they were still hung. There it swayed gently in the wind; the deck chair in the courtyard was still there, and on the small square table outside the main house, there were a few dead leaves in a wooden bowl; the original snowman had long since melted, leaving only a robe left in place, and the white robe was on the Under the erosion of the rain and the scorching sun, the original appearance is no longer visible.

Tap tap tap——

Ruoyouruowu's footsteps walked from far to near, and stopped outside the fence.

The tall figure with three straight knives stuck in his back stopped outside the fence and glanced at the small courtyard that had long been deserted. He frowned and felt something bad.

Secret Guard Lao Yi, like Eunuch Jia, has been with Song Ji all year round and knows many secrets that ordinary people don't know.

According to Song Ji's character, in order to cut down the vassal and suppress the generals, he would not care about a woman's life or death; in order to prevent the conspiracy against his brothers from being revealed in the future, Cui Xiaowan should have died suddenly. In the palace.

As a queen, her relatives must have considerable influence. The Cui family was also involved in this matter. Song Ji couldn't let Cui Huailu kill his daughter to show his loyalty. In the end, he made a compromise and let the Cui family take Cui Xiaowan back secretly.

As long as Cui Xiaowan is still alive, the sudden death of Empress Cui and Song Yu's desperation cannot be explained. Logically speaking, the Cui family should keep their mouths shut and never let Cui Xiaowan reappear in the world.

But now, Cui Xiaowan is missing, and Cui Huailu doesn't know.

Whether Cui Huailu really didn't know about it, neither Lao Yi nor Song Ji knew. After all, no one had come to this place for several months. But Cui Xiaowan's disappearance has touched Song Ji's bottom line. People who should not be in this world must be made disappear before causing trouble.

But where did Cui Xiaowan go?

Lao Yi stepped into the fence and glanced around the courtyard, looking for clues among the many traces. After half a year of being exposed to wind, sun and rain, it was obviously impossible to tell who was here just by looking at the dried fish and rags on the table.

Lao Yi searched seriously in the courtyard and found nothing, so he entered the side bedroom.

No one disturbed the bedroom, and it was neatly tidied. Before leaving, I only took away my personal belongings, but everything else was there. Even the bedding was neatly folded on the bed.

Lao Yi originally wanted to rummage through the boxes and cabinets in search of clues, but before he entered the room, his eyes were attracted by a painting on the wall.

There is an ink painting hanging on the wall next to the desk in the bedroom - the painting shows a man of extraordinary splendor, with peach blossom eyes and eyebrows as sharp as a sword, standing on the top of the Tai Chi Palace holding a long spear, his white clothes swaying in the wind and rain, his body motionless like a pine tree , The strong and powerful strokes vividly display the overwhelming momentum.

Lao Yi's eyes condensed, and he naturally recognized this painting, because he was also in this painting, standing under the Tai Chi Hall, one of the many living beings, looking up at the man above.

This "Fairy in Painting" has the signature "Pei Yulong" at the bottom. It is an imitation of Pei Yulong, a famous painter in the capital.

Old Yi knew its origin very well. Xu Buling won the painting outside Longyin Pavilion, and the name of "Zhaohong Yimei" was also spread from that time.

Old Yi's face changed slightly. He walked to the scroll and looked at it carefully, but saw an extra line of inscriptions in the lower left corner of the scroll:

I would rather be your concubine in your arms than be a concubine in front of the emperor's palace.

The handwriting was graceful, obviously written by a woman.

"This damn ..."

When Old Yi saw this sentence, veins on his forehead bulged. How could he not understand the meaning of such a simple and straightforward sentence?

I would rather be a little bitch under Xu Buling's knees than be the queen of Song Ji above everyone else. It's simply...

Old Yi clenched his fists. Even if he was just a secret guard under Song Ji, he was also very angry by this sentence. He knew that Xu Buling had come to Youzhou inexplicably, and with this painting, there was no need to guess who had Queen Cui.

Lao Yi thought for a moment, took down the scroll, rolled it up and put it behind him, turned around and left the small fence courtyard, and hurried to the Peach Blossom Sea.

At the same time, on one side of the canyon, above the stone wall full of greenery.

The painting saint Xu Danqing, wearing a scholar's robe, leaned against the thatched cottage and looked into the distance; after Lao Yi left, he shook his head and sighed: "It's time to finish the work..." He stood up and disappeared into the forest...

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