"Ling'er, we're leaving, are you reluctant to let us go." Lin Wan'er leaned over and smiled.

"It's a little reluctant." Zi Xueling also said a rare truth.

"Alas, I don't give up my brother Qianjun either." Lin Wan'er said melancholy.

"Cousin won't go with you?" Zi Xueling was surprised, didn't she say that she was going to southern Xinjiang to propose?

"Qianjun has talked to me, he still has a very important thing to do now, and he will come to propose marriage when this matter is over." Lin Wan'er said with a smile.

The important thing? It must have been a matter of attacking the Tianshan Mountains. Zi Xueling thought. It seems that my cousin didn't tell Wan'er about it, was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back? No, it won't! With her, no one will die!

The long palace banquet ended like this, and the ministers also left with their families. Several princes were led by Mo Fengluo to the prince's mansion and held a small reception banquet for the king, which was actually just a mess between their brothers. Who makes the family feel good!

The heirs of Jin Shengguo's generation have gone through the earlier four kings to seize the heirs, and the remaining brothers have long been twisted into a rope, which can be described as an iron wall. Therefore, Jin Shengguo will only grow stronger and stronger in their hands.

However, this can't stop the neighboring countries from coveting them, if all the small affiliated countries of Jinsheng Kingdom unite to bring down Jinsheng, it is not very difficult, fortunately, they only have external troubles now, no internal worries.

"I just received news that Nanzhao is about to move and plans to unite several small surrounding countries to attack Jinsheng." Mo Fengluo said in a deep voice.

"What? I've just beaten them back, and they're coming back. "Mo Qingfang was stationed in Baiyue Pass before, and fought several battles with Nanzhaoguo, causing heavy losses to Nanzhaoguo, but I didn't expect that it would be a long time before they resurged.

"I don't know the specific situation very well, seventh brother, what do you think?" Mo Fengluo cast his gaze on the ink dust sitting idly on the side.

"I heard that the princess of Nanzhao has changed, and the new princess has a very good relationship with the heirs of other countries." Mo Zhanchen said lightly, emphasizing the three words "very good".

"Shall we strike first or wait for them to raise troops?" Mo Tianchen asked.

"Now we have to wait, or we will not be right." Mo Fengluo said. Even if they raise troops to deal with Nanzhao now, it will attract public opinion in society. It's better to wait for a suitable opportunity. And this opportunity is about to be handed over to Nan Zhao.

"Who will be the White Moon Guard?" Mo Zhanchen asked suddenly.

"Bai Ting. What's wrong? Mo Fengluo asked.

"As far as I know, this Bai Ting has never won a battle in his life." Let such a person guard the most important White Moon Pass?

"He has fought three battles in his life, the first two times were with General Leng Lao to occupy two military merits, and the third time was beaten by you because of greed. That was seven years ago. Mo said lightly.

"This Bai Ting is indeed unreliable, tomorrow I will ask my father to replace him." Mo Fengluo said in a deep voice.

"But if you replace him, who will replace him?" Mo Tianchen asked.

"There aren't many capable ministers in the court now, and Bai Yueguan is so important......" Mo Fengluo pondered.

"We'll talk about that later." I haven't considered a good candidate yet, and giving him a night of time can always come up with a suitable candidate.

"Why don't you let my grandfather go?" After listening to the words of the ink stained dust, Zi Xueling asked.

"My father is old." Mo Zhanchen only said this, but Zi Xueling understood what he meant. When people are old, they will have worries and fears, and the high merit of the cold sword is where the emperor's jealousy lies. The emperor is afraid that once Leng Jian has made meritorious service again, he is afraid that it will swell, and once a person swells, he will be able to do anything.

Zi Xueling thought for a moment and nodded.

"However, except for Grandpa Leng, there is really no one available in the court." Ink Dust shook his head.

"That being the case, then this Baiyue Pass must be guarded by my grandfather." Zi Xueling's voice was slightly deep.