The cool breeze gusted at night, Mo Qingjue's arrogant back stood on the Danfeng Tower, his snow-white clothes fluttering in the wind, and the white hair on his forehead flew on his handsome face, making his whole person look hazy and mysterious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Nan Jia looked at Mo Qingjue like this, watching his deep black eyes flash with a heavy light, Nan Jia couldn't help but raise his eyebrows secretly, and he didn't bother Mo Qingjue's thoughts at the moment.

"Let Nan Lichuan send the key to Tanglin as soon as possible, and within half a month, Gu Tianjin should return to the court." In the silent atmosphere, Mo Qingjue's suddenly somewhat cold voice made people sound cold.

So at that moment, Nan Jia couldn't help but shrink his head slightly, slowly pinned the folding fan in his hand behind him, and asked softly, "Half moon?" Qingju, do you mean that the Southern Wei Dynasty will withdraw its troops after half a month? ”

Nan Jia's voice fell, and I saw Mo Qingjue shake his head gently, slowly turn the jade wrench on his finger, and said softly, "It's not Southern Wei, it's Western Chu withdrawing troops." ”

Hearing this, Nan Jia's expression was abrupt, he looked at Mo Qingjue with a shocked expression, and asked in a deep voice, "But now that Xichu occupies an advantageous position in terms of time, place, and people, will Xichu easily withdraw its troops?" ”

Listening to Nan Jia's rebuttal words, Mo Qingjue looked at him lightly, raised his right hand slightly, hooked his iconic white hair from top to bottom, and said lightly, "So, you have to use extraordinary means." ”

Looking at Mo Qingjue's slightly open lips, Nan Jia opened his mouth and nodded as if he didn't understand.

Looking at Nan Jia's gorgeous side face, Mo Qingjue hooked his lips slightly, and did not speak again, he really wanted to see Shen Qiancheng's extraordinary methods.

In the city of Quanzhou, the night twilight stood on the city wall of Quanzhou, standing on the position where Fu Feng fell, looking at the northwest direction from a distance, I don't know what he was thinking, after a while, his evacuated eyes slowly gathered, and sighed softly.

"Lord Wang, the spies have come to report that Gongsun Ze has arrived at Yanmen Pass with his troops." Just as Nighttwilight was standing motionless on the city wall, a man dressed as a soldier suddenly ran up from under the city wall, kneeling respectfully behind Nighttwilight, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Nighttwilight slowly turned to look at the little soldier, her thin lips lifted slightly, and she heard a deep voice coming unhurriedly, "Oh? So soon to arrive...... So how many soldiers and horses did he bring? ”

Xiao Bing was stunned when he heard this, and then he arched his hand and said, "There are 100,000 elite soldiers, plus 300,000 troops stationed on the frontier, and now Gongsun Ze has a total of 400,000 troops. ”

"How many of our troops are left?" Nighttwilight asked softly.

Listening to the tone of the night, the little soldier's heart sank, and then he said softly, "Back to the prince, plus the captives of Tanglin, there are less than 300,000. ”

Hearing this, Nighttwilight's gloomy pupils slowly looked at the little soldier, and asked in a deep voice, "Captive?" The captives of Tanglin? Didn't this king already order them all to be killed? ”

The little soldier's face changed when he heard this, and then he said tremblingly, "But...... But the prison commander said...... It is said that the Southern Wei Dynasty did not kill prisoners of war, which was a rule set by the first emperor when he was alive. ”

"Overseers? Where did the prison come from?? Nighttwilight couldn't help but step forward and pull the little soldier's collar and asked in a deep voice.

Looking at Nighttwilight's eyes that were about to kill in the next second, the little soldier's body trembled like chaff, and said tremblingly, "Yes...... He had just arrived, and at the time of the execution, he ...... He has His Majesty's decree. ”

"Who is it?" Hearing this, Nighttwilight let go of her hand and slammed the little soldier to the ground, asking in an unkind tone.

Looking at Nighttwilight's face so black that it could drip ink, the little soldier replied tremblingly, "Yes...... It is the concubine of Princess Pingyang, the prince of the Northern Desert, Fengyan! ”

Xiao Bing's voice fell, his eyes sank in the twilight, and the eyes of the yin owl narrowed slightly, Gu Tianjin actually used the people of the Northern Desert? Did he really think he could cover the sky with one hand? Thinking of this, Nighttwilight couldn't help but ask softly, "Feng Yan?" Where is he? ”

"In ...... In the barracks, it was said that he was ordered by His Majesty to pacify the soldiers. ”

"Heh, appease ...... "I'm afraid I'm here to take away his military power, right?" Thinking of this, the corners of Yedu's lips hooked, and without saying a word, he turned to look at the vast plain beyond the city wall, and muttered, "Since Gongsun Ze has arrived at Yanmen Pass, let the prison army go to meet the old general Gongsun." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Bing hurriedly lowered his head and replied softly, "Yes......"

After the soldiers left, Ye Dusk Ran unhurriedly moved his eyes to the direction of Yanmen Pass, Gongsun Ze is an old minister of Western Chu, and he has been working for decades, so that Feng Yan, a fledgling royal descendant, will talk to him, not to mention selling the Southern Wei, at least he will spit out a few cities that the Southern Wei Dynasty captured in Tangling, and at that time, let alone take away his own military power, whether this Feng Yan can return to Guangling alive depends on his mood.

Thinking of this, Night Twilight Ran couldn't help but think about it, this Gu Tianjin really didn't take him seriously anymore, and sent a person from the Northern Desert as a prison army for no reason, was it really that he was a tiger with lost teeth?

At this time, in the military camp outside Quanzhou, Feng Yan was chatting happily with He Lan and the other soldiers, especially He Lan, the two of them chatted very happily, and there was no barrier between the civil servants and the generals.

"General He Lan is really young and promising, he can already fight on the battlefield at a young age, Xiao Wang admires it." Feng Yan raised his wine glass and said to He Lan.

He Lan smiled brightly after hearing this, and there was a flush on her wheat-colored skin, and in the end she could only shake her head and say quite shyly, "Lord Prison is really a winner, how can I be considered young and promising, I just got the light of my father." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he said as if unintentionally, "Ling Zun is the general of the humerus of the Southern Wei Dynasty, and the general's ability to inherit his father's business also depends on his own efforts, and the general does not have to be arrogant." ”

Looking at Feng Yan's sincere gaze, He Lan's face was slightly pale, he sighed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "My father was also a member of the imperial court in his early years, but unfortunately he ...... later."

Speaking of this, He Lan stopped talking, looked at Feng Yan's lightly raised eyebrows, chuckled helplessly, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Feng Yan glanced at He Lan lightly, picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip as usual, and then pursed his lips with heavy eyes, and tapped his fingers on his knees, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at Feng Yan's silent appearance, He Lan also watched his every move without a trace of wine, and stopped talking.

Feng Yan and He Lan were silent until the end of the banquet, looking at He Lan's slightly drunk face, Feng Yan staggered to his feet, looked at He Lan and said softly, "General, this wine is so strong, Xiao Wang is really too strong to drink, disturbing everyone's wine, so I will leave first." ”