Jiugongge spells out the whole picture of Dongling, the skillful king actually used mud to shape a country, Lan Junyao stood behind the emperor in a water blue dress, and the red flags were scattered in the entire country.

Yesterday, the king of the gods presented a gift to the emperor, presenting a pocket version of the country that he took three years to make, wishing the emperor's rule to be able to last for thousands of generations, and the people of Dongling are safe and healthy.

Today, the emperor summoned his ministers to take a look at this rare spectacle, and the frost repair scene was also invited. He stood far behind the ministers, staring at the rolling mountains, sometimes drifting, not knowing what to think.

All the ministers surrounded this ingenious "country" and kept praising them one by one, just afraid that they would lose face in front of the emperor. Listening to the words of the ministers, the King of the Divine Hand stood proudly aside, accepting everyone's compliments, not knowing what humility was.

The emperor is also arrogant, and the country passed down from his father's generation, during his reign, the territory has expanded compared to the hands of his father. Looking at the exploits in front of him, the infarction in the emperor's heart dissipated a little, and he was a little happy after all.

Shuang Xiujing returned to the Jiayue Palace, and saw a guard hurriedly come to report, his face was full of panic, he glanced at the guard, took the secret letter in the guard's hand to look at it, only to sweep two sentences, the calmness on his face disappeared.

The Nanshuang Kingdom has changed, the queen and her uncle rebelled, and the two of them joined forces to control the emperor in their hands and maintain the government, and the whereabouts of his sister Mulan are unknown. Like the collapsed city, the Southern Frost Kingdom sent troops to attack Dongling, and now the army has reached the junction of the two countries.

He didn't care how Nanshuang Guo was, but such a change would have an impact on his plans, and he had just found his sister, and he didn't want to lose his only relative.

At the same time that Shuang Xiujing received the secret letter, the emperor also received the same secret letter. After sweeping his eyes twice, the emperor threw the fire-sealed newspaper in his hand to the ground, and the anger in his heart that had just calmed down rose again.

Before he was about to order someone to capture Shuang Xiujing, he waved his hand to stop Dequan who was going to deliver the message, "Dequan, go and invite the six princes over, remember, be respectful." ”

Now is a good time, Nanshuang is in civil strife, Xilu and Beihuang must have also gotten the news, if Dongling acts rashly at this moment, presumably the remaining two countries will definitely rush up and take the opportunity to attack Dongling, so the method of taking care of one and losing the other is absolutely unacceptable.

If he sent troops to help the six princes regain power, and in the future, the two countries would conspire to gradually encroach on the surrounding forces, and the emperor's wishful thinking would crackle, and even the idea of unifying the mainland would take shape in his heart.

Shuang Xiujing listened to the emperor's thoughts, which coincided with his own plan, and his plans could be expected by himself, but at the moment, there was no other way to go. Frost Xiujing was contemplative, and after a long time, he should make the emperor's plan.

It's just that when selecting this Dongling general, he only said that the Eighth Emperor was brave, and the prestige of the battlefield made the enemy flee when he heard the news, and with his help, it would be easy to regain the power of Nanshuang.

During this period of time, the military power in Ling Qixuan's hands has been gradually withdrawn by the emperor, and the strength in his hands at this moment is only thirty percent, if the military power is returned to him, the emperor is really unwilling. With such a past, this son must have some resentment towards him in his heart.

It's just that this matter is very important, and there is no room for half a difference, so the emperor had to agree to Shuang Xiujing's request, but this time, although Ling Qixuan led the troops, the matter of grain and grass was in the hands of the three princes.

The inner eunuch who delivered the decree arrived at the palace, but he waited for a long time but did not see Ling Qixuan's figure. He was anxious, and he didn't dare to break into his backhouse, although this master was recuperating at home, but his name as a god did not appear in vain.

In the past, the eunuchs who passed the decree were not majestic, but when they came to him, not only could they not play the slightest breeze, but they also said all the good things with a shy face in a low voice. It was about an hour before a serious guard came out of the backyard.

"His Royal Highness is sick in bed and can't get up to greet my father-in-law, and I hope my father-in-law will forgive me. Not only was his face cold, but the long knife in his hand was even colder, and the knife was already cold before it was unsheathed, and the little eunuch was careless.

The little eunuch followed the guards around the backyard, only to see the "lingering sickbed" of the eighth prince, at this moment he was lying there with only a shirt, and beside him stood Concubine Jiang, shaking a small fan to drive away the summer heat for him.

With just one glance, the little eunuch hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but the eighth prince was really as "lingering on the sickbed" as he said, but his face was ruddy, and he was beautiful on the side, which really didn't look like he was recuperating. He didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took the holy decree out of his bosom.

"Your Highness, this is the emperor's will for you. The little eunuch said, holding the holy decree high with both hands, and half of his body bent down, only staring at his toes, even if his arms were sore, he did not dare to withdraw it.

After about a quarter of an hour passed, the little eunuch's raised hands began to tremble, and he felt that his arms seemed to have fallen a thousand pounds of something, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, and a large patch spread under his feet.

The Eighth Prince looked at his trembling body as if he had just woken up, and then asked, "Mo Qi, what is this for?"

"Back to the master, there is a will in the palace, and the subordinates don't know what's going on?" The guard who called Mo Qi saluted to the Eighth Prince, bowed and retreated to the side at his signal.

The Eighth Prince lazily took the holy decree, and the little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart only reached his throat, and he heard the Eighth Prince say: "How can a person with heavy soldiers lead troops to fight, it's ridiculous." ”

In the little eunuch's surprised look, I saw that he was about to put the holy decree back into the little eunuch's arms as it was, which shocked the little eunuch and frightened him so much that he took a few steps back, and finally fled in the wilderness.

It is a great sin to disrespect the decree, and he is just making fun of this little eunuch. He looked at the little eunuch's escape, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, not like usual, this smile looked very ironic.

This will came so suddenly, although it was a good thing for Ling Qixuan, he showed even more contempt for this weak Heavenly Family affection in his heart, just because he was afraid that he would rebel like Ling Huan, and these days, the military power in his hands was constantly withdrawn by him for various reasons. Even if he wasn't the one with the "double evil" personality, his father was still very wary of him.

The so-called soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first, but this time the emperor's will is as clear as written, and they will be named early the next morning, and the grain and grass will be escorted by the three princes, and then they will arrive.