The Ministry of Rites Shangshu left.

On the surface, the matter seems to have been settled, and the saint expressed his opinion, even if some military generals do not agree with it in their hearts, but it is naturally impossible to "die to admonish" in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

Of course, the main reason is that it is far from the point of death, and a Dingshan Pass is far from enough to pose a real threat to the Great Xia Dynasty.

Zuo Xiangyu Yiping, who always makes a final summary on weekdays, has not said a word from beginning to end today, which makes the civil and military officials have some doubts in their hearts, but it is just doubts.

After all, the holy order has been given, and it is useless to talk about it.

The civil and military officials slowly retreated, and Zuo Xiangyu walked out of the Jinluan Hall indifferently, but he was stopped by an old man wearing palace clothes after only walking less than five steps.

"Yu Xiang, the emperor summoned you to the imperial study. ”

"Well, thank you Father-in-law Pan!" Zuo Xiangyu calmed down, nodded slightly, and then threw out a silver ingot without leaving a trace.

The old man in the palace costume immediately took it, tucked it into his sleeve, and led the way in front with a smile on his face.

......

In the imperial study, the Holy Lord Lin Mubai was sitting on the dragon chair with a slight frown, and he was still reading the music in his hand, but his eyes looked a little inattentive.

"Your Majesty, Yu Xiang begs to see. At this time, the voice of Pan's father-in-law came from the door.

"Xuan. ”

The door opened, and Zuo Xiangyu Yiping, who was wearing a red court dress, walked in respectfully from outside the door, and then, he walked quickly to the middle of the imperial study, and was ready to kneel down with a bend of his footsteps.

"No need to be polite, Yiping, the prince went to the Southern Regions this time, presumably he is unlikely to hide the affairs of the Southern Regions from you, in your opinion. Is this gift a little heavier this time?" Saint Lin Mubai waved his hand at Zuo Xiangyu Yiping, who was about to kneel, and then asked directly.

Zuo Xiangyu heard this, his expression changed slightly, the relationship between the prince and the courtiers is too close, which has always been a taboo thing for the royal family.

But the Holy One pointed it out so succinctly.

At this time, if he confessed. That is equivalent to indirectly acknowledging the relationship between the prince and himself, but if he doesn't admit it, how can he really not see it with the eyes of the saint.

It is not possible to deceive the king, but it is true that you have lost your credit.

"The minister thinks that the decision made by His Majesty is naturally made after deep thought, and there is no difference between courtesy and courtesy, His Majesty looks at the overall situation, and the minister's vision is not as good as His Majesty. Zuo Xiangyu Yiping played the right way very seriously.

"Huh...... I have to report the fall of Dingshan Pass today, and I am still a little depressed in my heart. Saint Lin Mubai heard Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's words, and his slightly frowning brows seemed to stretch slightly.

"Your Majesty is worried about the 50,000 Great Xia soldiers captured in Dingshan Pass, right?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping looked at the Holy Lord Lin Mubai's slightly stretched brows. I also let go of my heart and guessed cautiously.

"Well, I'm really worried about that. Saint Lin Mubai glanced at Zuo Xiangyu for a while, and then finally nodded.

"I don't think Your Majesty needs to worry too much. ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"As Your Majesty said just now, Your Majesty's gift is from the Southern Regions, since it is given to the Southern Regions, then. What else is there to worry about?"

"Hahaha...... Yes, you're quite right. The people of the Southern Regions are simple, and it is impossible for the Southern Regions to increase the killing, so I really don't need to worry about it, but ......" Saint Lin Mubai heard this. The mood seems to be much better, but when it comes to the back, there is a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Is Your Majesty still worried about the crown prince?"

"Yes, the prince is young after all. I also lack the experience of the military gate, unlike Duanwang who has been in charge of the military gate for many years, plus this time I am new to Yanjing, I don't know if there will be any mistakes in handling things, I am still a little uneasy in my heart. Saint Lin Mubai also sighed slightly at the end.

In fact, this time the prince Lin Tianrong was sent out to the Southern Regions to preside over the martial arts test, including the elements of the experience, but the real reason was to relieve the suspicions of the Southern Regions as the crown prince.

To put it bluntly, it is to use the prince as bait.

If you use Duanwang, of course, the effect cannot be as good as the prince, first, Duanwang has been in charge of the military for many years, and the Southern Regions naturally has to be careful, and second, although Duanwang's identity is noble, it is still incomparable with the prince.

"Back to Your Majesty, although the crown prince is young, he has grown up beside His Majesty since he was a child, and he is very intelligent, even if he really does not handle the details properly, but in the overall situation, the minister believes that it is absolutely impossible to make a mistake. Zuo Xiangyu Yiping immediately affirmed.

"I hope so. Saint Lin Mubai nodded, didn't say anything more, just looked out the window, in fact, he still had a worry in his heart.

A few days ago, a message was delivered to him.

Fang Zhengzhi appeared in the Southern Regions.

Moreover, he also took down Chen Feiyu, who occupied the Thunder Lion Tribe, in one fell swoop, and used Chen Feiyu's Thunder Lion Tribe as Erbium to "behead" Wu Feng under the horse.

The results are not impressive.

But it was precisely because of this kind of toughness that the heart of the saint Lin Mubai was extremely worried.

"That guy won't really take down the Han Ape Tribe, right? No way! He will definitely not be able to defeat the Han Ape Tribe!"

......

The Holy Mountain City, among the white jade palaces where the kings of the Southern Regions lived in the past dynasties.

A young man of about thirty years old was sitting on a huge chair of animal skin, dressed in luxurious silver animal skins, with long boots wrapped with golden silk threads on his feet, and two multicolored feathers stuck obliquely on his head, and between the feathers, there was a brilliant blue gem.

Shanling!

The third son of the King of the Southern Regions, and the current son of the Southern Regions.

Shan Ling's gaze swept downward, and on either side of him, there were six middle-aged or old men wearing various animal skins and rattan armor sitting at this moment, each with a different pattern painted on their bodies.

Some motifs look like a giant lion, while others look like a crow bathed in flames.

These six people are the real chiefs of the six tribes in the Southern Regions.

And their names are also inherited from the tradition of the six major tribes, named after the tribes.

"Yan Crow, how many soldiers did you spend on taking Dingshan Pass?" Shan Ling scanned the six people below. His gaze finally fell on a middle-aged man with a slightly thinner body.

"Back to Shizi, according to the orders of Shizi, a total of 80,000 soldiers were hidden in the Yan Crow tribe, and it took a total of 3,000 to take Dingshan Pass, and the time was four and a half hours. Yan Crow immediately stood up and replied respectfully to Shan Ling.

"Three thousand......? The defense of Joyama Pass was indeed stronger than I expected. In the case of internal response, I even have to sacrifice 3,000 warriors in the Southern Regions? However, after sacrificing 3,000, I captured 50,000 Great Xia soldiers, which is worth it! Are these 50,000 people properly settled now?" Shan Ling nodded, and motioned for Yan Crow to sit down.

"According to the order of the prince, the 50,000 soldiers are divided into two groups, one group is in the Yan Crow tribe, and the other group is in the Shizun tribe, just in case!" He replied again.

"Okay, Shi Zun, what is the current situation on the side of the prince of Great Xia?" Shan Ling nodded again, his gaze moving from Yan Crow's body to an extremely burly man next to him.

It was a man with a slight bluish bluish on his skin, and his body was covered with patterns like cracks, and I couldn't tell what it was, but. Its smooth and shiny bald head is still very eye-catching.

"Prince Shizi, please rest assured, the prince of Great Xia can't fly out of the palm of my hand. Now trapped in the valley, the 60,000 soldiers in his hands have no effect at all. Shi Zun replied grinningly.

"Very good, then, now only Nangong Hao and the one named Fang Zhengzhi from the Han Ape Tribe are left!" After Shan Ling heard Shi Zun's words, the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile.

"Shizi. One Nangong Hao and one Fang Zheng, there is nothing to be afraid of, the 80,000 soldiers hidden in my Thunder Lion Tribe have already begun to send troops to the Han Ape Tribe, and when the time comes, they will be able to directly defeat these two hairy boys in one fell swoop!" Standing up at this time, the purple lion pattern on his body looked unusually conspicuous.

"Old Lei, you have to be careful when you say this!" Another voice sounded at this time, it was an old man with gray hair and extremely long arms, judging from his age, he was probably in his fifties.

"What? Did I make a mistake?" Lei Shi's expression changed slightly when he heard this voice.

"Nangong Hao has been in my Han Ape tribe for nearly two months, how Nangong Hao is this person, I still know a little, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with, in addition, that Fang Zhengcheng is also not to be taken lightly, after all, he is tied with Nangong Hao for the first place in the palace examination literary examination, and the most important thing is ...... What's more, I don't know what kind of demon magic that I used to break the wind valley of my Han Ape Tribe, it's really annoying!" The old man in his fifties also scolded vigorously at the end, judging from his expression, it was obviously a little inconsistent with his age.

"Whether he is Nangong Hao or Fang Zhengzhi, I don't believe that the 160,000 warriors of the Southern Regions should be united with the outside, and they can't take less than 50,000 people in their hands!" Hearing this, Shan Ling also waved his hand casually, looking indifferent.

"Shizi is right, now that Dingshan Pass is in our grasp, it is equivalent to choking Daxia's throat and unable to increase troops, the fall of this 100,000 army is only a matter of time, and even if there is really something wrong with the Han Ape, there is Princess Shanyu guarding the periphery, forgive the two of them and they will not be able to escape from our encirclement!" Yan Crow also stood up and affirmed at this time.

"When all the 100,000 troops are captured, I want to see what kind of expression the emperor of Great Xia will have on his face, hahaha......" Shan Ling finally couldn't help laughing when he thought of the end.

......

Southern Regions, the Han Ape Tribe, outside the Valley of the Winds.

When the leading sergeants rushed into the rout and formation of the formation like chicken blood, Fang Zhengzhi once again pulled the turquoise sun-shooting bow in his hand into a full moon.

Teng Shisheng had heard that Fang Zhengzhi used an archery technique in front of Princess Shanyu to block the fatal blow of General Tai, whose strength had reached the late stage of the Huiguang Realm.

It's just that at that time, whether it was Teng Shisheng or the other generals in Princess Shanyu's military camp, they all thought that that kind of archery was just relying on Princess Shanyu's fire vine bow.

However, the scene in front of him, as well as the arrow that shot into the sky not long ago, still made Teng Shisheng wake up, and in front of him, this hall was the first in the literary examination.

It seems that in addition to the terrifying sword, there is also a turquoise longbow that is not weaker than the Fire Vine Bow of the Mountain Rain Princess......

That's a lot of treasures?!

How did I hear that Fang Zhengzhi was from a poor mountain village, why doesn't he look like it now?

Teng Shisheng had some doubts in his heart.

It's just that he is even more puzzled, why did Fang Zhengzhi pull his bow one after another at this time, he wanted to stop these talented people from continuing to kill?

Or do you want to take advantage of the exhaustion of these talents to fall into the well?

Teng Shisheng couldn't guess a little, or even if he could, he wasn't sure, because, the longer he stayed by Fang Zhengzhi's side, the more he felt that he couldn't see through Fang Zhengzheng.

The style of doing things is too different from ordinary people.

Teng Shisheng couldn't guess it, but the upright arrow still shot quickly, like a life-threatening green meteor, shot out of the sun-shooting bow and flew into the sky.

And then......

He made a graceful arc and shot towards a young man in the crowd wearing a delicate turquoise armor and holding a jade flute in his hand.

It's none other than Wu Feng!

Wu Feng, who was standing in the crowd, waiting for the surrounding sergeants to surrender, obviously didn't expect Fang Zhengzhi to shoot at him, and moreover, he did so without any greetings.

This made Wu Feng a little angry.

Because, if Fang Zhengzhi shot Chen Feiyu just now, it can be said that Fang Zhengzhi was making some kind of warning-like move to kill Chen Feiyu in order to show the majesty of his main general.

Now that Fang Zhengzhi is shooting directly towards himself who has stopped, he can't find any reason at all.

"Fang Zhengzhi!What do you want to do?!" Wu Feng shouted angrily, he naturally couldn't directly block Fang Zhengzhi's arrow ten thousand sword diagram like Chen Feiyu.

Because......

In his mind, it was nothing more than a wasted effort.

A person like Wu Feng with good wisdom instinctively dodged a dodge, and directly took the advantage of speed to quickly dodge the arrow of Fang Zhengzhi.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the dust flew from the place where Wu Feng was standing, and at the same time, a scream was also heard from the explosion.

"Ahh

Blood splattered, and a broken sword was thrown up and landed on the ground, and a moment later, the dust cleared, revealing a corpse whose clothes had been completely torn and whose chest was covered in blood. (To be continued.) )