The light of the fire shone on the stone house, and also shone on the golden yellow cotton silk in the hand of the Ministry of Rites, so that the cotton silk shimmered with a faint brilliance.

The will is the will of God.

Disobedience to the Holy Decree is tantamount to disobedience to the Holy Command.

Yan Qing's fists clenched at this time, even if he was the first dragon envoy of the Dragon Guard, he was also unwilling to bear a charge of disobeying the holy decree.

After all, this has nothing to do with life and death, but honor and disgrace, a great rebellion, and an injustice that traps the thirteen mansions behind him.

But......

If he saw that he missed the opportunity like this, he was equally unwilling, after all, this was a major event related to the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers in Great Xia.

"Lord Shangshu, if you delay our army's fighter planes because of this, and let tens of thousands of my Great Xia soldiers trap the Han Ape Tribe, can you afford this crime?"

"If you can't talk about it, the official will apologize with death!" The face of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu was also extremely firm at the moment, and if he could be promoted to one of the six Shangshu, how could his mind not be strong?

After saying a word, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu continued: "Li, the way of the sages!"

"Rude?"

That is equivalent to the absence of rules and regulations, the absence of moral integrity, and the king can rule the country with courtesy, so that the country can prosper and the people be healthy. ”

"The family gate valve, only Corporal Lixian, can be like a city, and the status is eternal. ”

"Fight!"

"It is indeed the solution to the fight. ”

However, there are also clouds in the art of war, and the soldiers who surrender without a fight are superior, not to mention the friendship between countries, even if it is a war between countries, it is also a salute before the soldiers. ”

"If it's just a matter of using force, what's the difference between it and barbarians?"

In the end, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu said that there was also a sense of righteousness on his wrinkled face, although he was older, but the light in his eyes was still bright.

"Old stubborn!" Yan Qing listened to the words of the Ministry of Rites, and suddenly felt a breath surging in his chest, which was a feeling of suffocation that had nowhere to vent.

Of course, there is some truth to this remark of the Ministry of Rites.

Moreover, it can even be said that it is well-founded and the debate is clear.

But......

This is a war, a battlefield that is extremely cruel.

Then, many things cannot be measured by reason, and their rights and wrongs can be measured by debate, and in the view of the Ministry of Rites, the Great Xia soldiers won a battle in the Han Ape tribe.

This is the best opportunity for peace talks.

However, for a real war, the victory or defeat of this war basically does not affect the situation of the war, and the Southern Regions still occupy an absolute advantage.

So, how can there be peace talks?

In addition, there are also demons, will the demons make peace with Great Xia in the southern regions?

Obstinate!

In addition to stubbornness, Yan Qing couldn't find a second word to describe his vision of the Ministry of Rites, but he knew that it had nothing to do with the original intention of the Ministry of Rites.

Let's just say that these are two different philosophies.

It's like two academics arguing, each has its own reason, and in the end, no one is absolutely wrong, and it is because of this that Yanqing will feel aggrieved and feel nowhere to vent.

"It doesn't matter if Lord Yan scolds the official for being stubborn, or something even more ugly, but the official insists on his own position, and this is also the meaning of the saint, does Lord Yan think that the opinion of the saint is not as good as you?"

Divine opinion?

Xing Yuanguo's eyes narrowed slightly at this time.

Getting along with the Holy Lin Mubai can be said to be the most done in Xing Yuanguo's life, and it is true that the Holy Lin Mubai will have some shortcomings.

For example, he dotes on Pingyang too much, and often uses some of the king's ways.

But......

In major events, especially in the great event of intercourse between countries, the Holy Lord Lin Mubai will never make the slightest mistake.

If it weren't for this, how could the Great Xia Dynasty become stronger and stronger.

Problematic!

Xing Yuanguo's brows furrowed slightly, it stands to reason that even if the military situation in the Southern Regions is reported to Yanjing City, there will be a delay, but it is impossible to delay it for too long.

The difference between is one to two days at most.

Then, normally speaking, what Fang Zhengzhi did in the Thunder Lion Tribe had already spread to Yanjing City and to the eyes of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai.

Case.

Fang Zheng's direct attack on the Han Ape Tribe, how could the Holy Lord Lin Mubai not expect it?

Once the war starts, the plans are all in chaos.

It was also impossible for Saint Lin Mubai not to guess this.

Moreover, the capture of Dingshan Pass also happened a few days ago, but the Holy Lord did not send troops to pull out Dingshan Pass, but instead sent a Ministry of Rites Shangshu with the holy decree of peace talks in his hand.

What is the purpose?

"The holy decree in the hand of Lord Shangshu, can you show Ben Hou?" Xing Yuanguo spoke again at this time, and his tone was extremely calm.

"Holy Decree......? If you want to see the punishment, of course you can!"

Penal Far Country.

The first rank of the Zhenguo Mansion, the head of the Thirteen Mansions, and the pillar of the Great Xia Kingdom, not to mention the Ministry of Rites, now only has a holy decree in his hand, even if the Holy Lord is there in person, he will listen to the military orders of the Xingyuan Kingdom as appropriate.

If not.

How could the Rite Ministry Shangshu, who held the holy decree in his hand, go to the Han Ape Tribe first, and moreover, at such an emergency, he was sitting here saying that the official must go to the peace talks.

Xing Yuanguo didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then, his eyes also looked carefully at the holy decree spread out on the table.

Lines of handwriting are written on the golden silk.

And at the end of the holy decree, the jade seal of the saint Lin Mubai was also stamped.

The general meaning is to show the sincerity of the peace talks between the Holy Lord and the Southern Regions, and send the Ministry of Rites to the peace talks in person to remember the century-old friendship between Bactria and the Southern Regions.

After reading it again, Xing Yuanguo's brows furrowed again, and he continued to look at the first word......

Time passed.

The stone house seemed extremely silent, and the words on the holy decree were only a few dozen, but Xing Yuanguo read it over and over again, and it was almost half an hour.

No matter how good the patience of the Ministry of Rites is, it has almost been worn out at this time.

However, he still did not dare to speak.

Because......

The other party is Xing Yuanguo, a man who is called a brother by the saint Lin Mubai.

Fang Qing also didn't speak.

Even though he knew that if he continued to delay, the fighter plane would become more and more dangerous, and the chance of a sneak attack would become more and more slim, but he still did not speak.

There are not too many reasons, and it is also because the other party is a criminal country.

A man who can always remain calm on the battlefield, and a man whose prestige in the Great Xia military gate is stronger than Duan **** Xinjue.

If there is another person in the stone house whose expression is very calm, that person is Nangong Hao, because his eyes are also looking at the holy decree, word by word, word by word......

"Understood!" Xing Yuanguo's voice rang out at this time, breaking the silence that had been silent in the stone house for a long time, and at the same time, he also put the holy decree back away, and respectfully put it into the hands of the Ministry of Rites.

The lips of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, because he was waiting, waiting for the decision of Xing Yuanguo.

"Then I will send another five hundred soldiers to escort Lord Shangshu's safety!" Xing Yuanguo saw that Shangshu did not speak, so he continued.

"So the punishment is...... Prepare to ......" The face of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu was happy, but he still cautiously reconfirmed.

"Follow the Divine Decree!"

"Waiting for the foresight, this official will rush to the Holy Mountain City now, and he will definitely not dishonor the holy order!"

"Qing Sui, go transfer five hundred elites, and go out of the city with Lord Shangshu!" Xing Yuanguo looked at the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who was respectfully retiring, and also looked at Xing Qingsui beside him.

"Father, this ......" Xing Qingsui heard this, obviously a little unwilling.

"This is a military order!"

"Yes, Father!" Xing Qingsui's expression changed slightly, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and exited the stone house with the Ministry of Rites.

watched the Ministry of Rites Shangshu and Xingqing leave.

Yan Qing's expression also changed, his lips were clenched, his palms were clenched, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

"Master Hou, when are we leaving?" Nangong Hao stood up at this time, pressed a hand on Yan Qing's shoulder, and said with a calm face.

Xing Yuanguo didn't speak, he just looked out the window of the stone house, out of the Han Ape Tribe, and at the broken cliff on the edge of the Wind Valley......

The night of the Han Ape Tribe was a silent night, and the wind of the Wind Valley blew again, making a whistling sound in this night, blowing away the thick blood in the air.

And on the broken cliff in the Valley of the Winds, there was still a sword with a flickering cold light at this moment.

The name of this sword is Traceless.

It is the sword of Mengtian, the holy god of war of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Fang Zhengzhi was kicked off the cliff by Yun Qingwu, then, of course, he didn't have the time or chance to take this sword away.

And when Yun Qingwu left, although there were star worshippers and martial halberds by her side, there was still Chi Guyan standing on the cliff of Wind Valley, so it was also impossible for her to take this sword away.

As for the pool lonely smoke......

When she left the cliff of Windy Valley, she didn't even look at the sword.

This sword, once hidden in the Holy Heaven World, was written by legends one by one, and I don't know how many people dream of getting this sword one day.

This sword, after being pulled out of the Holy Heaven World, was once fought over by the crown prince of Great Xia, King Duan, and everyone wanted to master this sword.

But now, this sword was stuck in the cliff of the Wind Valley, let the moonlight shine, let the wind blow in the Wind Valley, and look down on the vast land below from a high place, as well as the majestic and majestic castle of the Han Ape Tribe, but no one took it away from the cliff.

Just because, it unswervingly does not want to leave.

It's a kind of arrogance.

An innate arrogance.

Of course, there is another possibility......

It's waiting!

......

(It was too late yesterday, so let's update the next chapter during the day tomorrow!Don't worry, tomorrow's two chapters will be updated as usual!) )