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Yun Po's face was not very good, and his expression was very solemn: "After Xiao Bei arrived in Northern Xinjiang, he recruited his old troops when he was in Northern Xinjiang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info plus the talents that Ye Shizi has recruited everywhere in Northern Xinjiang these days...... In today's northern Xinjiang, there are nearly 300,000 soldiers of the Heavenly Dynasty!"

"They did their best!" Xuan Ge leisurely moved the tea in the bamboo cup, and his star-like eyes became deeper and deeper.

"In the land of northern Xinjiang, the folk customs have always been strong. Although there are not many of them...... If you use 300,000 defenders against Rong Di's 400,000 attackers, the Northern Regions will have no chance of winning!"

"Huh...... You also underestimate Rong Di! underestimate the Northern Regions behind Rong Di......" Xuan Ge glanced at Yun Po with a hesitant face, his palm was like the wind, and the bamboo bowl in front of him, which was originally rough, instantly became smooth and delicate.

"What is this?" Yun Xiu looked at the invisible trace between the ups and downs of Xuan Ge's palm, and looked curiously at Xuan Ge's middle song, among the cups full of tea, not even half of the ripples appeared.

"Her bamboo cup!" Xuan Ge stroked the crumbs on the cup and got up leisurely.

"Bamboo cup?" Yun Xiu was surprised, and instantly remembered Ran Ziwan's weekday style, so he didn't feel strange: "I haven't heard of using green bamboo as a cup, but ...... It's like hers!"

"How many tens of thousands did they add?" Xuan Ge stood under the pear tree, his long body standing tall and handsome.

"Isn't it how many people have been added?" Yun Xiu sensitively noticed the last word Xuan Ge said: "400,000 soldiers and horses are no longer a decimal, they are actually ...... Even if he is filial to his master, he doesn't dig out his heart and lungs like this and ruin his family, right?"

"Added...... 600,000!" After the clouds broke low and replied,

"It's a matter of going bankrupt, this is just smashing the pot and selling iron......! An army of 400,000 seems to me to be old and weak. How...... Is it even women and children that are included at this time?" Yun Xiu almost slipped off the stone bench, Rong Di didn't know it. Living in Yunshan, although it does not involve the disputes of the world, the information exchanged between various countries is no more accurate than that of Yunshan: "400,000 has become 800,000? There are 400,000 more troops out of thin air...... Smashing pots and selling iron, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll even pawn the pasture ten years later, right?"

"......" Yun Po didn't answer Yun Xiu's shout, but looked at Xuan Ge with a solemn expression: "Young master, the current situation ...... It was no longer the disparity of 100,000 against 400,000 at that time. But...... 300,000 lions confronting more than a million lions!"

"More than a million......? You mean...... Rong Di added another 800,000 yuan? Young Master Ben thought it was a total of 800,000 yuan...... This is a big deal to do. It can be called a heroic ......" Yun Xiu was taken aback before, and then squeezed his eyebrows at Xuan Ge for a long time: "Xuan Xiao Wangye, it seems that the Seven Highnesses of the Northern Regions ...... The lord of the late county is determined to win!"

"Go back to Yunshan and tell the old man...... I, Xuan Ge, agreed to him that condition!" After Xuan Ge groaned, he slowly spit out a word, and then turned around and went back to the inner hall.

"......" Yun Xiumu was in place, speechless for a long time in fright. Looking at the back of Xuan Ge leaving, he pointed his finger...... It's hard to believe.

"What do you mean, be careful that the young master chops off your finger!" Yun Po angrily slapped Yun Xiu's frozen hand in mid-air: "Don't put it down yet!"

"Oops...... Brother Yun Po! You say...... Is the young master of your family stunned here?" Yun Xiu pulled Yun Po and dragged him and didn't let go: "He can agree to such conditions, and he actually agreed to the conditions of the Yunshan clan lord for the sake ......of millions of people?"

"Now you know I'm older than you!...... Actually, I didn't expect it!The young master responded so easily, the clan master has tried all his means all these years to get his wish!" Yun Po shook his head, shook off Yun Xiu and chased towards the inner hall.

"That'...... I'm going back to Yunshan?" Yun Xiu wandered in place uncertainly, and then the wooden stake was generally in place, and Mu Ne asked in a self-talk.

"Otherwise!" the star slash that appeared at some point hid in the shadows and threw out three words.

“…… I found out that you have been learning from the young master recently, and you are learning more and more like you!" Yun Xiu patted his chest carefully, he thought it was Xuan Ge who transmitted the sound.

“…… Haha......"

……

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Xuan Ge walked into the inner hall and sat on the side of the screen, and happened to see Ran Ziwan pulling the quilt and not letting go.

In the inner hall of the Liluo Pavilion, Ran Ziwan swayed left and right and yawned. No matter how Zimian pulled, she just lay on the bed and couldn't get up, her big eyes flickered and opened and closed, and the corners of her eyes were sleepy: "Zimian, you let me sleep for a while!"

"Oh my miss, the sun is going down. If you can't afford it, this early meal will become a leftover meal at noon. Zimian exerted all her strength and pulled Ran Ziwan's seemingly weak body: "Miss, Miss...... Don't sink down, the slave can't pull it!"

"If you can't pull it, you let go...... Yawn...... Anyway, I haven't woken up yet!" Ran Ziwan took the opportunity to drill into the bed again, she just didn't feel like she had slept enough. I didn't want to get up at all, for what Zimian said, my left ear listened to my right ear, and I didn't listen to a word seriously: "Zimian, I'll tell you...... This man must sleep well! What kind of people live on food, in fact...... Ahh......h It's the people who put sleep first!"

"Miss, Miss...... Today's dining room is made of something new. The slave and maid ensure that you don't want to sleep if you eat!" Zimian's subordinates did not relax, but their mouths were moved, and they began to tempt Ran Ziwan.

"Delicious?" Ran Ziwan paused. Immediately, he dragged the pillow next to him and lay down: "Keep it for me!"

“…… Small...... Sister!" "For Ran Ziwan's thunder, Zimian wanted to cry without tears. I said a lot of bitter words just now, but I didn't listen to a word from my master.

"Don't make a ......noise! You throw it out for you!" Ran Ziwan pulled the quilt over and hid himself inside. The voice was domineering and unquestionable, so frightened that Zimian immediately stopped speaking.

Watching Ran Ziwan gradually get better, he didn't mean to get up. Xuan Ge glanced at the red sun outside the window, got up and walked to the inside of the screen. waved his hand at Zimian, and slowly walked to the soft couch. The color of the eyes is soft and soft, and the cold around the body has faded: "Woman, it's time to get up!"

"Husband, my lord!" Ran Ziwan was obviously sleeping comfortably, and muttered softly. (To be continued.) )