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South Cazeland's death greatly stimulated Songchi Zampu, who even blamed the Tang Dynasty for everything, and even insisted on sending troops with his sick body.

As soon as the heat of midsummer dissipated, Songchi Dezan ordered his sons to be in front of the hospital bed, his cloudy but sharp eyes swept over the faces of his sons, who were either green or handsome, and his voice was hoarse and low with unspeakable pain and anger, "Go and avenge Nan Ze and capture the place where Nan Ze lost his life." ”

Chide was the youngest son of Chisong, and he was at the age of recklessness and impulsiveness, and he roared with thick eyebrows in confusion, "Is there only Nanze in your heart?" Our land in Tibet is facing natural disasters, many people have died because of it, and you still want to wage war for non-existent reasons? Why? Are we not your heirs? Datang is in full swing, and it is not a good time to fight! ”

"Bastard!" Thinking of the suffering that his favorite son had endured, Chisong Zampu couldn't wait to punch the rebel son in front of him a few times, and his hoarse voice shouted hoarsely: "He is your brother, and you just watched him die in vain!" ”

"Do you know how many soldiers we still have that we can use?" Ignoring the obstruction of his brothers, Chide insisted on saying the words from the bottom of his heart, "How many tribes are left with only women, children and old people, and less than half of the strong labor, don't you care about these?" ”

"My son is dead, how can their children still be filial piety in front of him!" Akamatsu sneered, a hint of cruelty on his old countenance.

His selfishness and recklessness made his sons suddenly feel cold, and they glanced at each other, and Mu Di, who seemed to have the most gentle temperament, said with a smile: "Zampu, you rest first, and Rong Erchen will discuss the decision to send troops with Daxiang and others in this matter." ”

"Remember, send troops quickly." Zampu seemed to be tired, and waved his hand to let them out.

The three brothers walked out of the door, and soon Mu Di and Chi De Chong Mu Ni arched their hands and took the first step. Muni squinted at them and walked in the opposite direction without saying a word.

As he walked towards his palace, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his voice was inaudible, "Send troops...... Throne ...... Defend the city...... Border. Then a shadow-like black shadow vanished from behind him in the blink of an eye.

Muni's eyelids twitched twice, still not used to the advanced skills of the royal secret guard that came and went without a trace.

When such a martial art is applied on the battlefield, isn't Datang in an invincible position, and they still have any hope of victory.

Therefore, Muni has always taken it as his responsibility to strengthen Tibet, even if he is not loved by Zampu.

He always believed that as long as the country was strong and his people had more knowledge, what should they fear? As for the expansion of territory, it is also a matter that should be considered after everyone has eaten enough and clothed warmly.

In the autumn of the same year, Tibet sent troops again, and the vanguard of the troops was Muni, who opposed the war from the bottom of his heart.

"Is the message accurate?" Wu Qiuzhi put the purple beak on the Nanmu stand and teasingly touched its curved beak.

"It's very accurate, Prince Muni has arrived at the border pass with 50,000 troops." The man in black knelt on his knees and meticulously reported the news he had received.

"50,000, I'm afraid it's the only remaining troops." Wu Qiuzhi smiled, and his gentle face could not see the meaning of saying this, but the dark guard heard an extremely mocking taste from it. He stuck his head deeper.

"Where are our men?"

"It has reached Qingzhou."

"Let's go down!" Wu Qiuzhi said casually. He took out the purple-beaked pill and put it in the palm of his hand and pecked it by the birds jumping on the palm of his hand, and at the same time, the dark guard left, and a delicate figure jumped in by mistake.

"Third brother." Wu Nuan Dong is crisp.

Wu Qiuzhi pursed his lips helplessly and smiled, turned around, wiped his hands with a brocade hand, and directly poured her a cup of tea, "Nuan Nuan, why don't you go through the main door, you have to learn from those dark guards." His eyes lit up greedily and he looked at her carefully by handing over the cup, and his smile deepened.

"Third brother, did you agree with Cheng Zijing to reorganize the tiger and wolf riding?" She took the cup and didn't drink it, but asked eagerly.

Wu Qiuzhi touched her head and said softly: "Is Nuan Nuan the third brother to blame?" ”

"I just want to hear the reason why the third brother did this!" The little head rubbed against the palm of his hand, and the beautiful big eyes looked at him with great trust, and suddenly entered his heart, making him never be able to resist the pounding of his heart.

"Does Nuan Nuan believe me?"

"Naturally!" If you didn't believe him, how could you come to the third brother to confirm when you learned that Cheng Zijing was going to the border.

"Do you believe me or Brother Zijing?" Wu Qiuzhi's eyes were complicated and contained a lot of emotions, but he concealed it very well, don't look over his head to show a sad and lonely expression, "I guess Nuan Nuan is Brother Xinzijing!" After all, Nuan Nuan hasn't come to the third brother for a long time, and after a long time, did Nuan Nuan forget the third brother? ”

It's only been a little more than a month since the palace banquet, this is ...... Jealous!

Wu Nuandong's head jumped, and he had a headache.

She sighed, she really couldn't see her third brother showing a lonely and sad look, so she leaned over obediently.

Feeling the softness of the fragrance in his arms, Wu Qiuzhi's eyes flashed, pretending to be angry but couldn't help but quickly put away his arms and hugged her, his mouth still snorting arrogantly.

Wu Nuandong couldn't help but sigh louder.

The third brother's feelings for her don't seem to have changed because of any factors such as time and status. It's just that after she got married, he became more and more restrained, but Wu Nuandong could feel his unwillingness.

"Third brother, why do you agree?"

Wu Qiuzhi touched her long hair, and asked thoughtfully: "You still blame the third brother, right?" ”

"Third brother, don't change the subject, you should know that I won't blame you." Wu Nuandong got up, frowned slightly, and his little face became pink because of the irrepressible excitement, becoming more and more delicate, like a delicate blooming flower that is coveted.

He reached out in distraction, his fingertips lightly brushing over her soft contours, resting on his lips.

Wu Nuandong was stunned, and subconsciously took a step back to dodge.

"Third brother?"

"Nuan Nuan, are you in love with Cheng Zijing? If...... If the third brother goes to the battlefield, will you be so anxious? He asked urgently, stepping forward.

Wu Nuandong noticed Wu Qiuzhi's gaffe, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Now Wu Qiuzhi is twenty-two years old, it is the age when he has left his youth and entered maturity, his complexion is fair, his facial features are delicate with a touch of handsomeness, and his handsome and graceful appearance has a touch of unique gentleness. The temperament exuded by his body is somewhat complicated, at first glance he is an extremely gentle man, but if you look closely, you can see that there is an indescribable alienation in this gentleness. And now, the longing in his eyes was full of unstoppable.

ps: The third brother is about to get out of control!

Thank you for the peace charm of Yixue Fox, a hundred times!! (To be continued.) )