Chapter Two Hundred and Six, Your Confidant

The two rode in a carriage and slowly walked towards the palace at Yunping's request.

Yun Ping was a little surprised that Xue Jian would come to pick him up in person.

"Brother Helian, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to the Monarch of the Sea, it's really a tight war in the north, and I'm too busy to get out. ”

Xue Jian smiled and complimented.

"Brother Yun worked hard for the country, and as soon as he came back, he was in a hurry to enter the palace to meet His Majesty, and he didn't even enter the house, this kind of loyalty and righteousness is admirable. ”

Yun Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Compared with the soldiers in front of me, my hard work is nothing. ”

After being polite, Xue Jiancai asked the point.

"Brother Yun, I don't know what the situation is on the front line now, have the Witch King and the High Priest captured the Quicksand Country?"

Yun Ping's expression gradually became heavy, and he sighed, and then told the situation on the front line one by one.

This was originally instructed by the high priest to tell His Majesty the Emperor, it is not a secret military situation, and now it is said to Xue Jian in advance, it doesn't matter.

In addition, Helian Chong has the grace of promoting Yun Ping, and Yun Ping keeps this kindness in mind, so he still trusts Xue Jian in his heart.

Xue Jian listened to what he said, his expression was very solemn on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart.

After he finished speaking, just as the carriage had arrived at the gate of the palace, Xue Jian lifted the curtain and said.

"This matter is very important, you should ask Your Majesty to make a decision immediately, Brother Yun, please, I will accompany you into the palace to face the saint. ”

Yun Ping nodded with a hint of gratitude on his face.

The two got out of the carriage and walked side by side towards the palace, and the guards standing at the gate of the palace saw Xue Jian and saluted respectfully.

See Dadutong. ”

Yun Ping was immediately stunned, and then turned his head to look at Xue Jian.

Xue Jian waved his hand at the guards and explained calmly.

"During your absence, a lot of things happened in the capital, and the previous Dadu was assassinated, so His Majesty the Emperor temporarily appointed me to temporarily act as the Dadu Tong. ”

The two walked forward slowly, and Yun Ping's heart set off a shocking wave.

The predecessor was a member of the Witch King's Palace, but he was assassinated, which couldn't help but make Yun Ping think about it.

When Yun Ping first entered the city, he felt that something was wrong in the capital, and when he thought about it at the moment, he was shocked to realize that many of the officers guarding the capital had changed their faces.

He looked at the empty avenue in front of him, and suddenly felt that his steps were extremely heavy, and each step seemed to be stepping towards a whirlpool of conspiracy.

When he looked at the people around him again, he felt that this Helian Chong seemed a little strange.

It didn't take long for the two to come to the imperial study of the palace together, and when they pushed the door in, the young emperor was painting with a pen, indulging in it, and did not look up to see the two people who came in.

Xue Jian and Yun Ping did not make a sound in tacit understanding, and only when the young emperor finished painting and put down his pen did the two of them bow and salute.

The young emperor didn't seem to have changed, he still liked poetry, calligraphy and painting, and with a warm smile on his face, he invited Xue Jian and Yunping to take a seat.

When he took his seat, Yun Ping glanced at the emperor's newly made picture scroll, and his heart sank.

The painting turned out to be not the emperor's favorite blue lotus, but a tall and steep peak.

A painting can't say anything, but it's enough to reflect a person's state of mind at the moment.

Yun Ping looked at the young emperor's radiant mental outlook, and knew that he hadn't thought too much, he had never seen such confidence and calmness on the emperor's face before.

The young emperor smiled and asked about the front, and Yun Ping told the truth.

After the basic situation was finished, he stood up and said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, the battle on the front line is in full swing, the victory or defeat will be known in the last few months, the soldiers can't wait too long, Weichen implores Your Majesty to order the troops in advance, and quickly allocate 50,000 elite soldiers to the front line, this battle will be won. ”

The young emperor's expression was a little heavy, revealing a look of concern.

According to his meaning, he will definitely not send these 50,000 elite soldiers, and it is best to let the quicksand country and the witch king lose both.

But just as he was thinking, Xue Jian stood up and spoke.

"Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that we must do it as soon as possible, so there is no need to do this military ceremony, and directly let the minister lead 50,000 troops to the front line to support. ”

The emperor showed doubts in his eyes, but he didn't ask directly, but said.

"Helian Aiqing has this intention, I am deeply gratified, in this way, this matter will be discussed in the court tomorrow morning, and I also need to listen to the opinions of other ministers. ”

Yun Ping's previous suspicion of Xue Jian, because of his words, immediately dissipated, but won his gratitude.

After that, the emperor said a few words to Yun Ping'an and asked him to rest at home for a few days.

After Yun Ping left, the emperor frowned and asked.

"Helian Aiqing, what do you mean by that?"

Xue Jian's face was calm, and he said lightly.

"Your Majesty thinks that if you don't send troops, the Witch King will fight to the death on the front line?"

The young emperor was silent, his eyes filled with deep worry.

He knew very well the horror of the Witch King, if the news of the destruction of the Witch King's Palace spread, and the Witch King turned around and returned to the capital, even if Princess Qinglian became the inheritor of the Witch God, it would be impossible to confront the Witch King head-on.

"The tragedy of the Witch King's Palace, if we can hide it for a while, we will definitely not be able to hide it for a lifetime, if we don't plan early at this time and take the initiative, when the Witch King learns the news, it will be too late. ”

Xue Jian stood up and spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty thinks that the whole city has been blocked, and there is no news to spread it, so it will be safe?

If there is no news to spread out, it is equivalent to news to spread out, the influence of the Witch King Palace on the capital city has lasted for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to get rid of it. ”

The young emperor's face became more and more solemn, and he looked at Xue Jian in silence.

He didn't understand what the other party said, but there was no better way to solve the current hidden dangers for the time being.

Xue Jian walked to the window and felt the breeze outside blowing into the house.

"In the capital, the undercurrent is surging, and the evil wind is constantly on the surface, Your Majesty must have heard that now the streets and alleys are touting Weichen to the extreme, and the evil intentions contained in it can be punished. ”

The Emperor smiled and replied calmly.

"Helian Aiqing's loyalty to the king, I firmly believe in it. ”

Xue Jian turned his head, looked at him and said.

"You and I are people in the same boat, and if the witch king is not removed, the world will be uneasy. ”

The young emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked.

"And what do you mean?"

Xue Jian replied.

"I personally led 50,000 troops to the front line to find a suitable opportunity to get rid of the Witch King. ”

"Do you have faith?"

"No, but I have to go this time,"

The young emperor fell silent, he slowly walked to Xue Jian's side with his hands behind his back, and looked out the window side by side with him.

The sky outside the window was blue, and the bright sun shone in, and it was a long time before he slowly spoke.

"If I weren't the emperor, would you be a confidant with me?"

Xue Jian shook his head and said calmly.

"I can be your confidant, but you are not mine. ”