"Humph!"

Under his daughter's coquettishness, the old man didn't blame the king of Xiyue, so he just blew his beard and glared at him, and then said angrily.

"My Murong family has been guarding the foundation of the Ye Dynasty since the founding of the First Emperor, these feudal kings have grown up since childhood, who is what character The old man knows very well, not to mention expanding the territory, and now he has lost eleven cities, how can the old man not be angry?"

The old man's real name is Murong Hai, and the Murong family has been an official in the court since the first emperor of the Ye Dynasty, assisting the government.

Until Murong Hai's generation, when the old man was still young in the first emperor, his martial arts cultivation reached the realm of a sage, and it was inconvenient to participate in court politics, so he retired and returned to his hometown.

At that time, the first emperor was also accompanied by eight other scholar playmates, and those eight were the later eight vassal kings.

"Father-in-law, this Tidi took advantage of the onset of winter to invade on a large scale, which is indeed unexpected... ”

"Enough! Did Wei Siyuan's little cub give you any benefits? Let you say such nice things in front of me? ”

The old man had a hot temper, and directly waved his hand to interrupt Qian Jingxi's words, and scolded angrily.

When Qian Jingxi heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he explained helplessly.

"The father-in-law is not ignorant of the child's nature, and the child has no intention of participating in the battle for power, so how can he be bought by the king of Beichang."

What the king of Xiyue said was reasonable, the old man was willing to marry his only daughter to him, and he also valued the fact that he had no intention of fighting for power, and when he heard Qian Jingxi's explanation, the old man's face gradually eased a little.

Seeing this, the princess hurriedly smiled and agreed: "Dad, you are in charge, even if the northern Xinjiang loses some, is it possible that those Tidi people really dare to enter Beijing?" ”

After all, the three saints of the Ye Dynasty, even if it is difficult to recover the lost territory, will not be easily exterminated.

"A woman's opinion!"

Old man Murong Hai listened to his daughter's words, glared at the princess helplessly in his heart, and sighed.

Although there are three saints in the Ye Dynasty, the relationship between the poison saint and the book saint has been deadlocked, and now that the northern Xinjiang has fallen, the poison saint has not reacted at all, and the old man is a little uneasy in his heart.

"The Tidi clan has been spying on my Ye Dynasty in the northern frontier for a long time, and now they have suddenly raised troops, and the results are outstanding, I am afraid that they will not withdraw their troops easily, but I am afraid that hundreds of people will suffer because of this."

The old man sighed helplessly.

... ...

In the far north, in the huge tent of the Tidi sacrifice, Ou Yu delivered the letter, turned and patted his ass and left.

Then the five Dharma protectors returned, and one of them looked at Ou Yu, who had disappeared into the wind and snow, and asked the old priest very respectfully.

"This Ye Dynasty is so arrogant and rude, and he is disrespectful to the gods, why not dispose of him at the sacrifice."

The old priest squinted slightly at the other protectors, obviously the others were also filled with righteous indignation, the old priest shook his head slightly, sighed softly, and instead raised his somewhat chaotic gaze to look out of the tent's rolled up door, reflecting the gray sky.

"This person's strength is extraordinary, divine punishment is coming, and we can't tolerate a slight mistake."

After all, Ou Yu is a saint-level powerhouse, even if his strength is greatly reduced in the extreme north, it is by no means good.

When the poison saint snooped on back then, the old priest was naturally aware of it, and letting it go was also to deter him.

On the other side, after a few days of traveling, Feng Yewu's convoy finally arrived in Kyoto.

"Divine punishment?"

Feng Yewu looked at Lu Jue in surprise, and was puzzled when she heard his words.

When Lu Jue was young, he had heard some northern generals talk about some things about the Tidi clan, and one of the words he didn't remember until he remembered it, so he said it.

Lu Jue nodded slightly and analyzed.

"Because the Tidi tribe lives in the extreme north all the year round, it is not suitable for the southern climate, but they will still be so desperate to raise troops, not only for the way of survival, every few decades, the Tidi clan will launch a wave of general attacks before the cold winter frost comes, and the reason is that the divine punishment in their mouths comes to the world."

Feng Yewu tried hard to think about the memories of his previous life, but he didn't have the slightest clue about this matter, could it be that this divine punishment was also a unique event in this life?

Feng Yewu fell into deep thought, and then asked.

"Has anyone seen what divine punishment is?"

Lu Jue shook his head regretfully and said helplessly.

"Back then, my father was also curious, after all, knowing each other and knowing oneself can win a hundred battles, but the captured Tidi captives have only heard rumors, no one has really seen them, if the only one I have seen is probably only the sacrifice of the saints of the Tidi clan."

"Could that be a lie concocted by the noble leaders of the Tidi clan? Just to boost morale? ”

Feng Yewu guessed.

Lu Jue still denied it: "My father thought about these speculations back then, but the performance of the Tidi clan is not like a simple scam. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"The Tidi clan has always been a tribal management, similar to the vassal system of my Ye Dynasty, but the size of the tribe is different, but in the far north, the territory is vast, and the size of the tribe is too large, and they are also fighting separately on weekdays, only when facing divine punishment, they will be surprisingly unified, and every time they encounter this kind of large-scale battle, every Tidi warrior is also extremely angry and radical."

Feng Yewu was even more puzzled when she heard this, in this way, it was more like the lies of the leaders of the Tidi clan, in order to be able to unite the scattered tribes, wouldn't it be great?

"Isn't that more like a lie?"

Lu Jue shook his head and patiently explained.

"Although Tidi is fierce, but we also won in those battles, once we were lucky to capture the leader of a tribe of the Tidi tribe, and under the coercion of words and deeds, I understand that the reason why those Tidi people are crazy about sacrificing their lives to fight is because the divine punishment is not killed in battle, but also has no life, if you can survive the battle, you are eligible to be chosen by God."

Feng Yewu listened to what Lu Jue said, and his mind was confused for a while, and then the carriage stopped, and Wei Nanqi's voice came in from outside the carriage.

"Your Majesty, the palace has arrived."

Feng Yewu put the so-called divine punishment behind her mind for the time being, got up and got out of the car and returned to the palace.

"Your Majesty!"

Han Yue waited for Feng Yewu to come back outside the dormitory early, and was overjoyed when she saw that Feng Yewu was safe and sound.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and before Wei Nanqi left, she had heard some rumors, and she had been panicking, for fear that something would happen to Feng Yewu.

Feng Yewu smiled slightly when she saw Han Yue, she lost a lot of weight instead of being away during this time.

"Your Majesty!"

Wu Duxue bowed.

Feng Yewu nodded slightly, and then let her enter the dormitory.

"You didn't explain much in your letter, what's going on now?"

Feng Yewu changed her clothes with the help of Han Yue, and casually asked Wu Duxue on the side.