The Buddha said: "When a thought arises, the end of the world is at hand, and when a thought is extinguished, the end of the world is at hand."

In Jiankang, the capital of the Jin Kingdom, on the east side of the Zhenguo Mansion, in front of the window on the second floor of the Lingxiang Pavilion, there is a girl in white, seventeen years old, with a face like a peach blossom, lips like cherries, hands like white jade, skin like clotted fat, and a stunning beauty.

saw that her phoenix eyebrows were tightly locked, her heart was heavy, and her jade-like fingers brushed the big red wedding dress in front of her. With a long sigh, he got up leisurely, drew his long sword, and jumped down from the window.

In an instant, the white clothes fluttered, and the sword aura was cold, like a frightening dragon. The birds in the frightened garden spread their wings and fly, and the branches bloomed and the plum blossoms fell like rain. The sword qi contained a heavy murderous aura, and when a pillar of incense was in place, I saw that the plum blossoms had fallen, and the plum branches were broken, and it was a mess.

There were two waiting girls standing on the side, Zhishu and Zhiying looked at each other, shocked and shocked, from the end to see their own young lady so imposing.

After a while, she put away the sword in her hand, took the Jinpa handed over by Zhihua, wiped the slight sweat from her forehead, and asked, "The old lady is in the main hall." ”

Zhihua shook his head and said, "The old lady has returned to Songhe Hall." ”

The girl threw the brocade and the sword to Zhishu and Zhihua, walked out of the courtyard gate, went straight to the Songhe Hall, and when she arrived at the gate of the Songhe Hall, she happened to see Mama Lin, and hurriedly asked, "Grandmother has ever rested." Mama Lin gave a salute: "I've seen the eldest lady, the old lady is still resting, and the third master is still inside, do you want the slave to tell me." ”

The little girl shook her head: "No need, I'll just go in by myself, you have something to do!" ”

This girl is Mao Lingfeng, the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion, who is seventeen years old, and married to a famous family three days later, and the eldest son of the prime minister, Xinke Zhuangyuan Xie Wenjun, is his wife.

Mao Lingfeng stepped forward quickly, came to the main hall, and saw the old lady sitting on the right, and the third uncle Mao Xuwen sitting on the left.

Mao Lingfeng blessed himself and said: "I have seen my grandmother and my third uncle, but I am worried about my father and brother." ”

The old lady said with a hint of worry in her eyes: "You girl, the wedding date is approaching, you are not in the boudoir to prepare the wedding dress, what are you doing here." ”

Mao Lingfeng shook his head and said, "Grandmother, my father is seriously injured, my brother's life and death are unknown, and Feng'er has no intention of getting married." ”

After speaking, he pounced, knelt on the ground, and said sadly: "Feng'er wants to push the marriage, lead the army to the battle, go into battle to kill the enemy, and hope that grandmother will be fulfilled." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the old lady was startled, but the third master Mao Xuqi also stood up in fright, and scolded: "Feng'er, leading the army to fight is not a child's play, not to mention that the wedding date is approaching." How can a daughter of yours lead a war in a war, even your father will never allow it. ”

Mao Lingfeng kowtowed again and said, "My father is heavy, and my brother's life and death are at the end." In any case, I will not get married, if my grandmother does not allow it, Feng'er will go alone, and no one can stop her. After speaking, he stared at the old lady with a resolute face, without flinching.

The old lady didn't feel a headache, she knew that her granddaughter was stubborn, and she did what she said, if she was really in a hurry, she would really go to the front line alone. And according to her martial arts strategy, she is three points better than her father and brother, and she does not lose to any man. If you can lead the army, you really have a few more chances of winning. The old prince often praised before his death, Wen Ke Anbang, Wu can determine the country, and he will be the prime minister. It's a pity that she was born as a daughter, and if she is a man, she will be glorified by the lintel. Thinking of this, he turned to Mao Xuwen and said, "San'er, what do you think." ”

"Mother, there are endless arguments in the court today, the forces of all parties are cornered, the emperor is hesitant to make a final decision, who will lead the army, it is not yet known, if the niece wants to lead the army, she can also fight, and there should be a few chances of winning."

"Oh, what do you say?" The old lady picked up Mao Lingfeng and asked.

Mao Xuwen said: "The emperor has been on the throne for less than half a year, the court situation is unstable, and Prince Ning and Prince Tai have failed to fight for power, and they will be willing. Each wanted to win the 200,000 army, so no one would budge. The emperor also didn't want the military power to fall into the hands of the two princes. However, there was no suitable commander in the DPRK and China, so the decision was delayed. And our Mao family is only a pure minister, and the emperor ascends the throne, which secretly helps. Besides, the niece and the queen are close friends, and if the niece is capable, she should have a good chance of winning. ”

Mao Lingfeng knelt on the ground again: "Please grandmother and uncle help me." ”

"You," said the old lady, "get up!" So let's discuss what to do with the DPRK tomorrow. ”

Mao Lingfeng got up and stood aside.

Mao Xuwen said: "Tomorrow there will still be endless arguments in the court, and no one will give in." In the end, it may be a competition, and the winner will lead the way. The niece's art of war strategy, self-ability, swordsmanship, bow and arrow, can also fight, immediately swords and guns, and fists and feet are slightly inferior. If you win three out of five games, the chances are still quite good. ”

The old lady patted the case and said: "That's it, Feng'er, you are going to compete tomorrow, if you lose." Just obediently get married in three days, no need for him to say, it's good. ”

Mao Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and said: "I will not lose, if my skills are really not as good as others, I will teach my husband and children at home, and be a good wife and mother." In any case, I will not lose face in the Guogong Mansion. ”

The old lady raised her eyebrows and praised: "Okay, you are worthy of being the granddaughter of my Mao family, you have the style of a general, whether you win or lose, you are the most outstanding one in the Guogong Mansion." Go down! Tomorrow the old body will face the saint and fight for a chance for you. ”

Mao Lingfeng and Mao Xuqi each gave a salute, retreated, and went back to their rooms to rest.