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Soon after Lifeng woke up, he returned to the military camp with Butu and others, at this time the army of the Moss Dynasty had occupied Heihe City and destroyed the base camp of the White Elephant Clan, and the Mammoth King never appeared, which made the soldiers in the army talk a lot and have different opinions.

But many people think that it was the Moss Emperor who personally took action to solve the Mammoth King, but as for why the Moss Emperor never appeared, no one could explain it, until the final general Ling Zhan personally came forward to suppress the matter.

After the four of them returned to the barracks, they were received by Canggu, who celebrated the good life of the four and inquired in detail about the actions of the four in Heihe City. After learning that it was Lifeng who worked hard to rescue the four people in the end, he praised Lifeng even more, and his eyes were full of appreciation, which made the other three very envious.

However, the three Butu also knew that this was the glory that Lifeng had bought back at the risk of his life, and they deserved it, and their lives were still saved by Lifeng.

After going through a lot of tossing, the four of them finally really relaxed, returned to their camp, cultivated with peace of mind, led the troops, and everything returned to the original trajectory.

But I don't know when, the four of them sneaked into Heihe City, and the deeds of the Great Broken Elephant God's position quietly spread in Heihe City, and some people in the army began to talk about it, and it slowly spread.

But it was just an occasional small wave on the calm water, which did not attract much attention, and was slowly forgotten over time.

In the blink of an eye, it has been three years since Lifeng returned to the barracks, and the Moss Dynasty has basically completed the looting of the Hundred Clans Alliance, and the rest is just to stay in the army and send civilian officials to deal with these things, but these are all matters of the imperial court, and the army can't interfere.

With the last batch of supplies on the journey back to the Moss Dynasty, the last army left behind by Lifeng finally embarked on the road back to the Dynasty.

Along the way, Lifeng rarely left his battleship, and practiced in his own room, as for training, Lifeng had already thrown his hands and handed them over to his deputy, and since He Jiu left, Lifeng promoted the new deputy battalion commander, Mo Ganda. Moganda has indeed lived up to the expectations of leaving the wind and is well managed.

With the return of the large army to the dynasty, the Chinese military officials of Moss City also moved quickly, and this army went out to fight, and there were many things, such as grain and grass, heavy weight, conscription, and many other complicated matters. And the return of the army to the dynasty is also a lot of things, and one thing is very important, that is, the reward, that is, the distribution of benefits.

This matter is often the most headache for the ruler, which involves all aspects of the relationship, but not only according to the distribution of military merits, but also to consider what to reward, in the era of the supremacy of imperial power, every word of the emperor may be profound.

Moreover, the final distribution of interests must be acceptable to all parties, politics, after all, is a game of compromise between each other, and people who flip the table at every turn are not suitable for playing politics.

At this time, in Moss City, all forces began to move around, either to fight for more benefits, or to support someone to take the position, many shady transactions were happening in this city, one by one, and the interests of the soldiers in the army were decided by these people in a word.

In front of the Seven Princes' Mansion, the courtyard is deserted, and few people will come to this mansion on weekdays, as if everyone has forgotten the Seven Princes.

On this day, there were carriages parked in front of the deserted Seven Princes' Mansion, and the horses with their heads held high, exhaling, and their expressions were extremely proud, as if they were proclaiming who I was.

Today, the Seven Princes invited the children of the powerful in the city to come to the mansion to participate in the poetry banquet, the Seven Princes have no intention of power, and they don't care much about the politics of the court, they only care about how their poems and songs are written.

It is only at this time that the mansion of the Seven Princes has the appearance of a prince's mansion, and the rows of carriages at the door are all showing off the wealth of their masters, indicating their unusual status.

Another carriage came, slowly stopped next to the left stone lion in front of the house, this is the son of Heyan of the Hubu Shangshu, Heb's special parking space, Hebu is also a tyrant in Moss City, with his innate divine power, he has made a name for himself among the powerful children of Moss City, and few people provoke him.

"Young master, it's here." The coachman jumped out of the carriage and said respectfully, reminding Heb of the carriage to the Seven Princes' Mansion.

"Hmm," a deep voice came from inside the car, and then a sturdy man in a gorgeous costume stepped out of the car and stood aside.

This man in fine clothes is Heb.

Then, another man in Chinese clothes walked out of the car, a little less robust than the first one, but with an indescribable sense of majesty, which was the momentum cultivated in a high position for a long time.

The servant at the door saw Heb coming, and after checking the invitation according to the usual practice, he opened the door and let Heb walk in with the man in fine clothes.

Hebu is also a frequent visitor to the Seven Princes' Mansion, and he is very familiar with many places in the Seven Princes' Mansion, and skillfully takes the man in Chinese clothes around and around, passing through the courtyard corridors, and finally stops in front of a small courtyard.

This courtyard is not very large, and the courtyard is surrounded by a wall made of green bricks, and the lush branches and leaves of the courtyard grow over the courtyard wall, stretching out, adding a sense of elegance and tranquility, and if you listen quietly, you can hear someone playing the harp.

Hebb walked softly to the door and tapped twice on the door, as if he was afraid of disturbing the peace of the courtyard, and did not dare to make a noise, but the man in the fancy dress never said a word from beginning to end, but quietly followed Hebb, watching all this coldly.

After a while, the door was gently opened, and a small head poked out of it, looked at the two people standing outside the door, and continued to pull the door wider so that he could come out.

A little Taoist boy walked out and said to Hebu and the man in Chinese clothes, "Two distinguished guests, my master invites you two to come in for a while. ”

As he spoke, Dao Tong opened the door and made a gesture of please, and the man in the fancy suit immediately stepped in, and Hebu followed respectfully behind him, one step behind, and followed step by step.

Obviously, among the two, there are mainly men in fancy clothes.

Walking into the courtyard, a young man in white was sitting on a stone chair, his hands on a guqin, his eyes closed, and his hands slid over the strings smoothly, playing a beautiful sound.

This person is the Seventh Prince.