His body shook violently, Mu Qing, who was walking in front, immediately stopped, turned his head in disbelief, he stared at the Praetorian Guards who sent the news from Chang'an City, and said in a cold voice: "What did you say?" The Golden River is lost? ”

"Lord Mu, Jinhe was lost two days ago, and more than half of the 30,000 troops were lost, and the Tubo army has assembled outside Tongguan at this moment, and there is a tendency to attack!" The Praetorian Guard held aloft the holy metaphor and looked at Mu Qing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Qing's face turned pale, his body unconsciously took two steps back, and he muttered weakly in his mouth: "Jinhe, my Tang Dynasty's 30,000 army......"

Looking at Mu Qing's grief-stricken appearance, Beichen's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that the maid Xiaolan had said that Mu Qing was once a striker in the army, nicknamed General Qianniu, which seemed to be true.

"Alas...... my father served as the guard of the Golden River, and I was still in the barracks when I was a child." Jinhe was broken, Mu Wantong's expression was also ugly, she was in the Jinhe military camp when she was a child, and she had special feelings for the people there.

Mu Wantong's words confirmed Beichen's thoughts, but for some reason, in Beichen's mind, he invariably linked this war with the envoys of the six countries a few days ago.

His eyes flickered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and on the ancient street before coming to Mufu, the old man's words reminded him.

Calculating the time, it has been a few days since the envoys of the six countries left, Beichen swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly stepped forward and said nervously: "Lord Taishan, I don't know if General Su He, the guard of Yumen Pass, has returned to Yumen Pass?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Qing didn't know either, he set his eyes on the Praetorian Guards from Chang'an, and the Praetorian Guards immediately spoke: "General Su He knows that the situation is urgent, and he left yesterday and rushed to Yumen Pass!" ”

Beichen's face sank, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he nodded and muttered: "Good strategy, worthy of Zhang Liang, who has unparalleled strategy, it is really better to lose Jinzhou than to lose mountains and seas!" ”

"What's wrong Beichen?"

Mu Wantong walked to Beichen's side and looked at him quietly, and Mu Qing and the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard next to him also looked over, all of them didn't understand what Beichen meant?

Laughing at himself, Beichen told the details of his competition in Chang'an City, and the people in this courtyard were not surprised, Beichen Chang'an City was shocked by the poems, which is already known to the world, although they are in Luoyang, they have also heard of it.

But at this time, Beichen suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this competition, Zhang Liang lost on purpose, and his intention was to paralyze Wenwu Baichen and pave the way for this battle......"

"You mean?"

Mu Wantong Danfeng's eyes widened, she understood what Beichen meant, so she was shocked, Zhang Liang was willing to lose the competition in front of the world, and his reputation would be ruined, and he would also cause this war.

"What do you mean...... Zhang Liang was to paralyze the ministers of the Tang Dynasty and make the border generals stay in Chang'an, so that we were caught off guard? Mu Qingneng was able to write and martial arts, so he naturally understood what Beichen meant for the first time, and opened his mouth in surprise.

Nodding, Beichen sighed: "That's right, this can also explain why the envoys of the six countries left in a hurry on the second day of the competition, the reason is to break through my Datang defense line first!" ”

Ignoring Beichen's meaning, the Praetorian Guard soldier who came to deliver the news immediately spoke: "The more than ten generals recalled for the envoys of the Six Kingdoms this time have all returned, and only Hou Ye Su He is still on the way. ”

Beichen didn't speak again, but grabbed Mu Wantong's hand and walked to the backyard, the matter has come to this, he doesn't want to be involved in the affairs of the court, he just wants to live his own stable life, away from right and wrong and war.

"Is there anything you can do?"

Frowning slightly, Mu Qing hurriedly followed, and asked in a deep voice in Beichen's ear, Beichen shook his head and said truthfully: "The matter has come to this point, only by stopping the war with war can we return a piece of pure land to the Tang Dynasty!" ”

"Now that the court is employing people, are you sure you won't go back to the court? That's your battleground! Staring at Beichen with a dead gaze, Mu Qing opened his mouth solemnly.

"I only read the books of the sages and sages, and I don't close my ears to the things outside the window!"

After that, Beichen stopped and looked at Mu Qing with a calm expression: "This mountain, this water, this grass and this flower, all have their own fate, I just want to be an idler, and I don't want to interfere!" ”

Mu Qing looked at the serious Beichen, did not persuade him again, but looked at the daughter beside Beichen, and changed his words: "Your marriage will wait until this war subsides!" ”

"Good!"

Beichen held Mu Wantong's hand tightly, not nervous at all, he already knew in history that there was no crisis in Datang this time, but he could get through it safely, so he was not in a hurry at all.

And Beichen seems to have forgotten a sentence, the villain has no knots, and abandons the basics. Joy to think about it, angry to think about it!

At the same time that Beichen decided to be a leisurely person, Zhao Gang, who was far away in the capital, didn't care about the ruin of the country at the moment, but looked at a letter, his face was distorted, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard!" ”

The content of the letter is everything that happened after Beichen has returned to Luoyang, including the family affair between Beichen and Mu Wantong!

"Father, I'm going to kill Beichen!"

Turning his head, Zhao Gang looked at Zhao Han, the secretary of the Ministry of War, with a hideous face, gritted his teeth, Zhao Han sat on the Taishi chair, waved his hand and said: "This matter has to be mentioned again!" Although Beichen is not above the court, he is still an official from the third grade. ”

"If you don't agree, I'll go to my aunt and let him make the decision for me!" Clenched his fists, Zhao Gang couldn't bear it, his fiancée became someone else's, how could he give up!

Zhao Han on the Taishi's chair stood up suddenly, patted the table and chair, and said coldly: "Presumptuous, at this time, it is the time of national disaster, you are unforgiving for the private feelings of your children, let alone me, even your aunt will not agree to you!" ”

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zhao Han threw his sleeves and left, when he saw this flying pigeon book, he had already sent a letter to Luoyang, but he hoped that the dog could be ashamed and brave, rather than so unproductive!

"Young master, are we just going to forget it?"

Zhao Han left for a long time, and a dog slave next to him stepped forward, glanced at the envelope, and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Gang's face was almost distorted, his eyes were red and he didn't speak, Beichen Guan was from the third grade, without his father's help, he didn't have any chance at all, the dog slave next to him turned his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Young master, I have a plan, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

"What's the plan?" Hearing this, Zhao Gang turned his head sharply and stared at the minion deadly.

The servant knelt on the ground and whispered: "The palace is now choosing a concubine, if you enter the palace at this time to meet the holy ......"

The minion didn't finish speaking, but Zhao Gang already understood what he meant, and he clenched the letter in his hand, looking almost crazy.

“……”

Zhao Gang didn't speak, and after a moment of entanglement, he walked to the side room, took the gold medal for entering the palace given to him by his aunt, and said with a terrifying face: "Prepare the horse, go to the palace!" ”