When Shen Liangchen rushed to the camp tent, he heard Cui Shengxin's roar: "This group of Di people should not go too far!" He also wants to blackmail us into handing over the Beihuping granary! It's so deceitful! ”

Shen Liangchen pondered for a long time and then opened the curtain of the camp tent and walked in, Cui Shengxin looked back at Shen Liangchen in shock, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes twitched twice, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he turned back to Shen Liangchen and saluted with a slight slowness: "I've been waiting for a long time, General Shen." ”

Shen Liangchen smiled lightly and nodded, then walked to the map and looked at it carefully for a moment, the clarity in his eyes gradually turned into a fierce male murderous aura, a pair of bony hands clenched tightly, the green tendons on his arms burst out, he hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and the magnetic voice rubbed into the cold and cold wind of late autumn like the bell of a mountain temple, deep and terrifying.

"I heard...... The emperor wants us to annihilate all the Di people in the far north? ”

The capital city of Fengzhao, Chu Mansion.

Chu Changting, who finally came home after running around for several days, collapsed on his splendid silk couch, only to feel weak, and after ordering Xun'er to light a pillar of cardamom incense, he fell asleep grogily. Mei Xiang saw that Chu Changting had rested, and after taking a photo with Xun'er, she hurriedly returned to the General's Mansion, packed her bags and got on the horse and was about to go to the Far North battlefield, but was stopped by Zhao Gonggong in the palace as soon as she went out.

Mei Xiang immediately looked at Zhao Quanfu, Zhao Quanfu smiled modestly, a trace of femininity appeared on his face, but there was a ruthlessness under the flesh and skin. Mei Xiangxin slammed down, turned over and dismounted, signaled the attendants of the General's Mansion to lead the horse back to the stable, and then got on Zhao Quanfu's sedan chair without saying a word.

In the Qiankun Palace, Yi Lunhuan was concentrating on a painting of Danqing, his pale face did not have a trace of blood, and his mutton-fat-like smooth skin was oozing with a trace of fine sweat, wetting his sideburns with a wisp of black hair.

"See the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." Mei makeup entered the hall and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Flat." Yi Lunhuan put down the ink pen in his hand, wiped his sweat gently, and then slowly paced to the Nine Dragons Pearl mahogany inlaid gold chair and sat down.

"Your Majesty." Mei Makeup got up and looked at Yi Lunhuan's expressionless face with a little suspicion.

"Mei makeup, you have really been gone for a long time, have you even forgotten the rules of your Mei family?" Yi Lunhuan reached out and picked up the teacup and shook it lightly twice, the tea entered his throat, moisturizing his heart, he closed his eyes and returned to his heart, feeling that the long-suppressed blood in his throat was suddenly much refreshed.

"Is this tea the Wangshan Yunwu tea that the Su family has newly paid tribute?" Yi Lunhuan stared thoughtfully at the gold-gilded cloud dragon pattern inlaid beaded teacup in his hand, then picked up the holding pot and took a cup, and tasted it lightly, "It is really a good tea, and it is the best in autumn tea." ”

Mei opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I'm asking you, do you remember the Mei family's rules?" Yi Lunhuan put down the teacup, took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff and wiped his mouth gently, and raised his eyes suddenly, as if there were thousands of sharp blades in his eyes that were approaching Mei Makeup. Mei Makeup's heart trembled, trying her best to control her facial expression, and then she knelt down with a thud.

The sound of the voice made Zhao Quanfu on the side feel a little painful when he heard it.

"Yes."

"Say."

"Joy and anger are invisible, there is no sorrow and no joy, there is no anger and no sorrow, there is no mercy and no heart."

The hall was silent and empty, and the sound of plum makeup and no waves accompanied by incense swirled around the top of the hall.

Yi Lunhuan looked down at Mei Makeup, who was kneeling on the cold gold brick floor, and his voice was as cold as the ice and snow of the moon: "Then when you looked at me just now, what was in your eyes?" ”

Mei Xiang wanted to frown, but she held back. She kowtowed, and this time, the sound of tom made Kang Jiuhe, who was standing outside the door, tremble.

"Mei makeup, know your mistakes, and be willing to be punished."

"Hmph." Yi Lunhuan smiled lightly, "Since I gave you to Shen Liangchen, I didn't receive the punishment from me. ”

"Since Mei makeup is still the Mei family, she works for the emperor and is under the jurisdiction of the emperor." Mei Xiang clasped her head and didn't get up.

"That's it, I just want you to help Shen Liangchen well." Yi Lunhuan opened his lips slightly, "There is just one thing...... I'm going to bother you for a while......"

Mei's pupils tightened, and a coolness slowly spread along her spine.

Coming out of the palace, the look on Mei Xiang's face darkened a little, but she still quickly returned to the General's Mansion, and then hurriedly went north to the battlefield. The fatigue and worry on the way back from Liudao Liangnan made her feel a little trance, and the emperor's words woke her up like a blunt object, but she could only be swallowed alive, and in her eyes, there should not be all the selfish thoughts and worldly emotions in this world.

Joy and anger are invisible, no sorrow and no joy, no anger and no sorrow, no mercy and no heart.

Mei Xiang sighed softly, slowly closed her eyes, and let the horse gallop on the familiar route.

In the city of Yaohe, there is a mess everywhere, and there is mourning everywhere. Far North soldiers went from house to house robbing to loot food and livestock, and no matter how much the people pleaded, it was to no avail. The streets are filled with chaotic scenes of smiling soldiers grabbing young women.

Gao Che Yuchi reclined on the soft couch of the official mansion, eating the ice jade grapes that were a specialty of Yaohe City, and closed his eyes to recuperate. Wu Yiqi suddenly hurriedly entered the house, knelt down and saluted, and said, "King, the spies have come to report that Shen Liangchen's gang has arrived at the barracks. Now the morale of the Golden Armor Army of the Northern Heaven Scorching Kingdom has been greatly boosted, and the gongs and drums are noisy, shouting that Yaohe City will be recovered within three days! ”

"What......?" Gao Che Yuchi smacked his lips, frowned, turned over and stood up, "This is to abandon the king's negotiations." ”

"Yes, the letter has been sent out for more than a day, and I haven't seen any indication from Bei Tianzhuo...... If this had been placed in previous years, the emperor would have handed over the grain and grass for us to collect our troops......" Wu Yiqi muttered.

"No, it seems that the situation this year is much more dangerous than in previous years." Gaoche Yuchi threw the grapes in his hand to the ground fiercely, and the juice splashed everywhere, with a gloomy and sympathetic atmosphere, "Damn it, put the county order and the people of Yaohe City on the head of the city for me, and shouted to the golden armor army of Beitianzhuo, let them withdraw their troops, we only need half of the grain and grass, and we will leave after taking it, if they attack, this king will cut down all the people of Yaohe City as meat to eat!" ”

"Yes." Wu slang replied.