Outside the pavilion, the Bloody Marquis and the three generals waited separately, their expressions were calm, and they couldn't see any emotion, they all knew that this confrontation would be very long, and the two people in the pavilion, every decision would affect the future direction of the two dynasties. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Northern Mongolian Royal Court and Great Xia have fought to this day, the situation is very clear, and in the overall situation, Northern Mongolia has a clear advantage, so in this negotiation, it is Northern Mongolia that occupies the initiative.

Fan Lingyue single-handedly pushed Great Xia to the precarious situation it is now, and this time, the assassination of Emperor Xia made the thousand-year-old dynasty have the momentum of falling apart.

Ning Chen knew very well in his heart that Emperor Xia's death was absolutely inseparable from Fan Lingyue, this knife was too hard to stab, and it was too timely.

Originally, if Emperor Xia had died on that mountain, Great Xia would not have come to this point.

At that time, the wings of the two princes were not yet full, and Emperor Xia fell off the cliff and disappeared, no one could be sure whether he was alive or dead, and most of the powerful people in the DPRK chose to wait and see, and did not dare to stand in line easily.

And now, the three princes and the ten princes have become a general trend, and their power is all over the government and the opposition.

Human nature is greedy, and sometimes everything is done for that dragon chair.

Fan Lingyue is the best at grasping people's hearts, and pushed Daxia into the sea of swords and fires step by step, Daxia can't avoid it, so he can only stand up.

In the gazebo, the two of them have their own thoughts, but they are still calm on the surface, boiling tea and tasting tea, and it is peaceful.

In addition to being enemies, they have also been friends in the past.

"How does it taste?" asked Fan Lingyue softly.

"The entrance is slightly bitter, the aftertaste is sweet, and the tea is good," Ning Chen commented.

"This tea comes from the Yunwu Mountain in Northern Mongolia, and the environment is very cold, so the taste of the tea is also different," Fan Lingyue poured down a cup of tea again, pushed it in front of Ning Chen, and explained.

"I really didn't expect that you also have such extraordinary attainments in the tea art of the Central Plains" Ning Chen sighed, tea art is easy to learn and not easy to master, and it takes a lot of time and energy to practice, but this law seems to have no effect here in Fan Lingyue, he really wants to know that there are still things in the world that this woman can't do.

Hearing the admiration of Ning Chen's words, Fan Lingyue smiled faintly, she learned the culture of the Central Plains, not for anything else, just to better understand this beautiful land, know herself and know her opponent, in order to survive a hundred battles.

"Mingyue is okay" Fan Lingyue lowered her head and asked while making tea.

"I can eat and sleep, and I can't be better than good," Ning Chen replied.

"Then I'll be relieved" Fan Lingyue replied lightly, and then continued, "I really didn't expect you to break into the palace of Beimeng and rob Mingyue, fortunately, Emperor Xia is also dead, and we can be considered a draw."

"Wan Guifei was sent by you, right?" Ning Chen asked.

"En" Fan Lingyue did not deny it.

"Who is she?" Ning Chen said a question that he had not dared to confirm all along.

"Lovers and daughters, love is traceless," Fan Lingyue replied honestly.

"Sure enough" Ning Chen sighed in his heart, when he was in the royal capital of Beimeng, he had heard that his mistress's daughter had not shown up for nine years, and he didn't take it to heart at that time, until Emperor Xia was assassinated, he remembered this matter again, the time when he disappeared without a trace and the time when Concubine Wan entered the palace was too coincidental, no matter how you look at it, it is suspicious.

"The army behind you is too close to Beizhui City, Mingyue is afraid of noise, you better retreat some" Ning Chen took a sip of tea and said naturally.

"How much?" asked Fan Lingyue, pouring another cup for him.

"It's still the same as it was at the beginning, two hundred miles," Ning Chen thought for a while and said.

"Yes, but I want to see Mingyue," Fan Lingyue said.

Ning Chen didn't agree immediately, and postponed, "This matter is a bit troublesome, I need to think about it."

For the woman in front of him, he must be cautious and cautious, now, Xiao Mingyue is the only advantage in his hands, and he can't tolerate half a point difference.

"When you think about it, the Northern Mongolian army will retreat when you want, of course, it is limited to three days," Fan Lingyue said in a calm tone.

Ning Chen nodded, he needed to prepare in case something unexpected happened.

"Remind you, the old monks in the southwest are about to lose their seats, and you also know that if those monks stop meditating and chanting scriptures, it will really not be a good thing for Great Xia" At this moment, Fan Lingyue suddenly changed the topic.

Hearing this, Ning Chen's hand holding the cup slammed suddenly, this is a big deal, once that old monk makes a move, the southwest frontier of Great Xia may not be able to be saved, although the strength of the Marquis of Lechuan is second only to the Marquis of Triumph, but it is not enough to compete with an innate powerhouse of the Three Tribulations.

The temple is not just a temple, it is a Buddhist country, with more than 10,000 disciples, which is extremely difficult.

"Fan Lingyue, if you drive the tiger and devour the wolf like this, sooner or later you will catch fire" Ning Chen's face gradually sank and warned.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I have the ability to drive away tigers, and I have the power to kill tigers, you better think about how to tell your queen mother about this matter" Fan Lingyue said unmoved.

Ning Chen's eyes couldn't hide the worry, just those things in the imperial city, the eldest grandson had already worked very hard, if there was another problem in the southwest of Great Xia, the eldest grandson would probably not be able to hold on.

"Fan Lingyue, you have brought so many wars to the world, even if you win the war, it is the people of the two dynasties who suffer after all," Ning Chen sighed lightly.

"Life is full of states, first bitter and then sweet, how can you cherish the sweetness if you don't suffer it, just like this tea, if the entrance is sweet, the aftertaste is just boring" Fan Lingyue said lightly.

"But life is not a tea tasting after all, and you may not be willing to endure hardship, you can't decide other people's lives," Ning Chen said in a deep voice.

Fan Lingyue glanced at the former, and a hint of mockery flashed on her beautiful face, "In this world, the strong have always dominated the weak, are you so naïve that you think that everyone can decide their own destiny?"

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

Fan Lingyue got up, looked at the far south, and continued, "The weak are dependent on the strong, and the strong are dependent on the stronger, this is the nature of human beings, there can be no absolute fairness in the world, and it is not fair for the weak to want, what they need is a strong person who can guide them in the direction, since they have something to ask for, they naturally have to pay the price."

Speaking of this, Fan Lingyue turned sideways, looked at Ning Chen, and said calmly, "Zhiming Hou, what do you think Emperor Xia gave you the title of title? He wants you to know your fate and see yourself clearly, in the eyes of Emperor Xia, you are just a subordinate, even if you have talent, you can't get rid of the status of a slave, Emperor Xia is a strong man, so he has the right to do this, and you can only accept it."

Ning Chen sighed softly, he couldn't refute it, everything Lingyue said was the truth, there was nothing to quibble.

Fan Lingyue sees everything very thoroughly, but because of this, she is very indifferent to everything, she only values the final result, and as for the process in between, it is meaningless to her.

Just like the millions of civilians in Yangui City, their death was only because Fan Lingyue was unwilling to waste too many troops in Yangui City, and slaughtering the city was the easiest and most effective way.

In the history of China, such things have also happened, in the most powerful Yuan Dynasty, the Mongol iron cavalry also slaughtered the city many times, just because there were no extra troops left.

Fan Lingyue's approach, he couldn't refute it, but he couldn't approve of it.

The difference in philosophy is the main reason why they are moving further and further apart.

"Fan Lingyue, I admit that I can't convince you, but, it's still the same sentence, I will do everything I can to stop you" Ning Chen stood up, looked at the beautiful but ruthless face of the woman in front of him, and said seriously.

"I hope you can do it," Fan Lingyue said flatly.

The atmosphere of the conversation was stiff, and there was no point in continuing to speak, Ning Chen clenched his fists and left, turned to leave.

Today, the negotiation has just begun, and even so, the information he got is enough for the eldest grandson to have a headache.

He had felt strange when he met that little bald donkey in Beimeng before, but he didn't expect that Fan Lingyue would really pull Du'e Temple into the war.

After Ning Chen left, in the pavilion, Fan Lingyue picked up a cup of tea, and was about to drink it, when she suddenly coughed violently, and the tea was dyed red, and it was red in an instant.

If possible, if she really wants to borrow another ten years from the heavens, then she is 100% sure that she will build a huge dynasty for Beimeng.

On the other side, after Ning Chen returned to Beitui City, he immediately wrote a letter about today's events and sent it to the Imperial City, especially the matter of Du'er Temple, and repeatedly warned the eldest grandson to deal with it carefully.

There are trained letter eagles in the army, and they are extremely fast, and the news can be delivered in one day.

He didn't know if it was too late, but he had to tell the eldest grandson about it.

Great Xia is not without people who can stop the host of the Du'e Temple, at least he knows two of them, but whether he can persuade it depends on the ability of the eldest grandson.

Congenital monsters, if they don't want to, no one can force them to do anything, and the strong people of the nine grades can still use the number of people to die, but the only one who can stop Tiantian is the congenital.

Xiao Mingyue waited quietly on the side, and after seeing that Ning Chen was busy with business, she came over and pulled the latter's sleeve.

Ning Chen then remembered that Xiao Mingyue was still waiting for the result, so he smiled apologetically and explained the negotiation conditions between him and Fan Lingyue to the little girl in detail.

"Do you want to see her?" After speaking, Ning Chen rubbed Xiao Mingyue's hair and asked.

"Think," Mingyue answered honestly.

She grew up in the care of Lingyue's sister, but unfortunately, since the beginning of the war between the two Koreas, they have never had the opportunity to see each other.

"I need to prepare, your sister Lingyue is too powerful, I'm afraid that as soon as I took you out, she snatched it away" As he spoke, Ning Chen was a little helpless, he had suffered enough in the hands of Fan Lingyue, so he had to be more careful.

Mingyue didn't answer, she was very conflicted now, she didn't know if she should look forward to being rescued by Sister Lingyue.

Although she is a hostage, the bad guys are really good to her, and even risk their lives to protect her, and she now feels more and more that this war should not be fought again.

She didn't expect Beimeng to defeat Great Xia, she just hoped that these soldiers from Beimeng could return to the land safe and sound.