"Isn't it beautiful? ”

In the state pastor's mansion, Chu Qi was stunned and watched the old man in front of him finish the last four words slowly, and then closed his voice with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, raised his glass, and drank tea.

"Old fellow, aren't you crazy, are you? Do you really want to push your precious grandson into the fire pit?"

The old man put the tea to his lips and took a sip, and the night breeze poured into the study just along the window, wrinkling the sandalwood that was burning straight on the desk, and puffing up the old man's robe.

The old man glanced up at Chu Qi, smiled slightly, and said, "I see that you are also in the fire pit, and you are still comfortable and unwilling to run away?"

Chu Qi didn't have the heart to laugh with the old man, and at that time he slapped the table and said anxiously: "Can that be the same? I have been deeply trapped in it, but your little grandson has not yet fallen into it, and he can be drawn, you are such a pit grandson, are you not afraid that after a few years of death, you will go to the spring and be scolded by your daughter and son-in-law in the back?"

"My daughter can do such a thing, but my son-in-law's temperament...... It's very soft, and I guess I still have to eat and drink to entertain me. The old man said with a smile, but there was a flash of remembrance in his narrowed eyes.

Chu Qi's face also changed slightly at that time, and he was very keenly aware that at the moment when he mentioned his daughter and son-in-law, the old man in front of him really made people think that he was an old man.

This is, of course, very contradictory logic.

But for this old lion in Ningzhou, when others really realize that he is old, it is probably the death of him and the entire Ningzhou. Therefore, even if he is pretending, this old man has never really shown his old age in front of others. And this instantaneous change can probably only be attributed to self-inflicted feelings.

The old man's reminiscences, the wandering thoughts of the seventh day of the first month, at that time, made the study of the state pastor fall into a short silence.

After a while, the old man raised his head again to look at Chu Qi, breaking the silence: "How long do you have left?"

Chu Qi shrugged his shoulders, reached out and dusted off the dust on his precious fleece sweater that claimed to have been spent on Cao Tongyun's coffin, and said, "It's not long, and I can probably only survive until I see her for the last time." ”

"You are all in front of me in a hurry, and the old man, the white-haired man, has sent me an unknown number of black-haired people. The old man shook his head and sighed, with a strange expression on his face, not arguing about joy and sorrow.

"Don't, I don't need you to send it, you still have to take a good look at your baby grandson, I think this guy seems to be thinking about something big recently, don't let it, his Wei family has cut off the incense." Chu Qi waved his hand and said, his expression relaxed, like a joke.

The old man didn't say anything, but slowly picked up the teapot on the table again, poured himself full of tea, put it to his lips, and sipped it gently.

The night breeze returns.

The old man looked up at the thick night outside.

In a voice that only he could hear, he muttered, "No. ”

"Not this time. ”

......

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A muffled sound came from the hall of the Prince's Mansion.

Yuan Sleeve Chun threw all the various furnishings in the house on the ground, and only after there was no intact porcelain or complete calligraphy and painting in the entire hall did Yuan Sleeve Chun stop.

He gasped as he looked at the shards of porcelain and the torn scraps of calligraphy and painting on the floor, and the anger in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"It's the other way around. ”

"It's the other way around. ”

"He Ningzhou is going to be reversed!"

He roared in a low voice, like a madman, this appearance, it seems to be fierce, but in fact it is embarrassing, neither graceful nor helpful.

Ah Cheng and the leaders of the Black Wolf Army stood on both sides of the hall, and both of them were aware of the movement in the door at this moment. The man named Han Mi frowned slightly, then looked at Ah Cheng, and said softly: "Girl, let's go and persuade, why not be like this for a while." ”

Ah Cheng was lowering her head at the moment and thinking thoughtfully, when she heard Han Mi's words, she suddenly woke up like a dream, she looked up at the black armor soldier in front of her, and then looked at Yuan Sleeve Chun, who was overturning the table and chairs in the room, and finally stepped in after thinking slightly.

"Your Highness. Ah Cheng called softly.

Yuan Sleeve Chun stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Ah Cheng at that time: "Orange, you came just in time, go get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I will repair a letter and send it to Tailin City, and tell my father that he has already rebelled against Ningzhou, and the army will be able to go to Ningzhou in a few days and wipe out his Jiang Huanshui and the Sanxiao Army!"

Ah Cheng's brows furrowed a little deeper when she heard these crazy words, and the eyes in her eyes when she looked at Yuan Zhichun were even more complicated at that time, puzzled, shocked and even pity, all of them were indescribable.

"Your Highness, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, Your Highness still remembers that Niangniang said to His Highness that no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up. ”

"Niangniang looks at His Royal Highness in the sky, blesses His Highness, and can become the benevolent monarch loved by the people of Dayan. Has Your Highness forgotten all this?"

The word Niangniang, for Yuan Sleevechun, who was over thirty years old, seemed to have some kind of magic, his body trembled at that time, and a little clarity welled up in his eyes that had been occupied by anger. He looked at Ah Cheng blankly, looking at the girl who knelt beside his mother's sickbed with him, he remembered the late night when the wind and snow covered Tailin City, his mother grabbed his hand, and said every word slowly and with great difficulty.

He kept those words in his heart, and these became the strength that Yuan Zhichun had traveled all the way in the Tailin City surrounded by wolves for many years from then on.

He was not invulnerable to suffering and failure, and in this respect, he was the polar opposite of the dead Celestial Realm Descendant. For most of his days in the city, he suffered enough defeat and even humiliation. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that when he finally gained some trust from his father, he could temporarily get rid of the control of the Jin family when he came to Ning Xiao City. He thought that his life had finally ushered in a change, and he saw that the chips that he had held in his hand enough to compete with the Jin family were taken away by Wei Lai again and again, and he was so out of shape and so angry.

"Your Highness. Seeing that Yuan Chongchun had improved, Ah Cheng hurriedly said again: "The Xu family is no longer in the plan we are trying to win over, we still have more goals to strive for in Ningzhou, there is no need to feel sorry for ourselves for temporary gains and losses, not to mention that Mangzhou has always stood behind His Royal Highness, we at least have the capital to fight against the Jin family, even if this place does not work, we still have a chance." Why did Your Highness give up on this?"

Although Yuan Zhichun was no longer as crazy as before, he still showed a wry smile on his face at that time - it was said that Dayan had four states, but Manzhou had been lost for nearly sixty years, and the people's livelihood was withered, whether it was financial or manpower, it was far from the other three states. Trying to contend with the Jin family alone is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Ah Cheng and said sadly: "Orange, you know, the Jin family will not give us too many chances to fail." ”

Ah Cheng said without thinking about it: "The more this is the case, the more Your Highness must cheer up and seize every opportunity that can be seized in the future." ”

The sentence "seize every opportunity ......" seemed to poke at a certain pain point in Yuan Sleevechun's heart, his body trembled, and his pupils suddenly dilated when he looked at Ah Cheng.

"...... right"

"...... right"

"Ah Cheng is right, I have to seize every opportunity I can...... At any cost. ”

Saying this, Yuan Zhichun's eyes lit up again, and he stood up straight, his hands hanging down, and he clenched his fists tightly. He stared at the empty night ahead of him for a moment before he opened his mouth again, and this time his voice was calm, but with a sense of determination that had made some kind of big decision.

He said: "Go and tell Mr. Zuo that I agreed to their conditions." ”