Since Zhao Yu left Fujian, he should have returned to Huizhou to write to the capital, and then went to Beijing to return to the princess's wedding. It's just that this marriage is not very decent, and Emperor Li is busy with the Beiping rebellion, so he can't take care of it for a while; Zhao Yu thought that Yao Jin's daughter's family must be inconvenient to deal with these rough old men all day long, so he changed his route to Caiyun City overnight, and sent someone to Huizhou's house on the way, and sent a few girls from the family to serve Yao Jin. However, Her Royal Highness Princess Li Chao didn't seem to care about these at all, and summoned the county guards every day in the morning and evening, pushed the glasses and changed the lamps, talked about the wine, and sometimes went to several large cities such as Fu'an and Silla to understand the situation on the spot. Finally reached a verbal agreement with the county guards, and under Zhao Yu's repeated requests, she finally settled in the Zhao family's courtyard in Caiyun City, and was no longer busy running around.

However, with Yao Jin's temperament, even if she lived in the courtyard of the deep house, how could she be quiet? Sometimes the night was dark, and the two girls were almost asleep sitting by the door, but she was still in the study repeatedly checking the latest news sent by Xuanjitang, and sometimes she frowned at Bingshu, as if she was going to lead the troops into battle tomorrow to kill the enemy.

"Now things are going well, but you stay up day and night like this, I'm afraid you won't wait for the day when you go north, but you will fall first. Zhao Yu instructed the girl to send two plates of dim sum in, and seeing that the tea in Yao Jin's hand was not moving, he couldn't help but shake his head, and waved his hand to let the girls retreat.

"There is no turning back from the bow, although the nine cities and one river are going well at the moment," Yao Jin suddenly felt hungry when he saw the dim sum in his hand, so he took a bite of cold tea and said with a whin: "But the situation in the capital and the north is complicated, and the dense forest army doesn't know where it came from, and even Xuanjitang can't figure it out - I don't know if it's related to Murong San." ”

"A few days ago, didn't you just send a letter to that Murong Zihua, did he reply to you?"

Yao Jin snorted, "How could he reply to me!" If it weren't for Yang Ying's flying pigeon to send me a letter to Hedu quickly, I wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with him. Just looking at what Yang Ying said in his last letter, I know that Murong San's scheming man is quite angry and corrupt for me not listening to his arrangement to go to Fujian, and now he is afraid that I will mess up in Jiucheng and Yijiang and affect his revenge plan, so let me write to him to let me report his whereabouts!"

"What did you write in your letter to Murong Zihua?" Zhao Yu sat down, "I saw that day you pondered for half an hour before you put down the pen, but what kind of lie did you make up to deceive him?"

"Don't make it up, I talk nonsense day and night, and my head hurts," Yao Jin smiled and pointed to his head, "I'll tell him the truth." Let Wang Xiang encourage the Hu people to send troops to contain the Li Dynasty's troops, so that the Li Dynasty can take care of himself, wouldn't it be a great help to him. ”

"But we never thought that an army of 50,000 people from the dense forest would suddenly come out. ”

Yao Jin looked out the window and frowned again, "Yes." Somehow, the dense forest actually crossed the snow-capped mountains to send troops to the Wei State, seeing that the black clouds must be going back to Wei, and when the crisis of Emperor Li is solved, the Xiguan army will return to the west, and there will be no chance for us to play. ”

Zhao Yu was taken aback, obviously he hadn't thought of this layer before, and couldn't help but worry: "Then what should I do?"

"I plan to write another letter to Murong San, so that he can contain the Xiguan army no matter what, so that the Xiguan army will not be able to return to the western border. However, he will never help me for no reason, how can I get him to say yes......"

"Why don't you let Yang Ying go and beg Murong Jing to persuade him? Yang Ying didn't say in the letter that he was happy with Murong Jing, he also asked you to marry her as his wife. Since you treat each other so solemnly, why don't you let Murong Jing help you?"

"No, Murong Jing's house is not an emotional animal, even if he reluctantly speaks a few words, I'm afraid Murong San won't agree. Yao Jin shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Although I don't want to lie to him again, but if I really can't help it, I have to make up another big lie!"

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Yu saw her mouth like a lotus almost every day, telling nonsense and fooling people was simply open her mouth, but she didn't see her next determination to lie so painfully.

"In the past, for him, the Kingdom of Min and the King of Fujian, although they raised him to grow up, they obviously did not matter to the point. But now, now that Murong Jing's life story has been revealed, with his brotherly affection for Murong Jing, he must hope that Murong Jing, who has first ascended the throne, will be able to do well. Yao Jin's fingers slowly and regularly drew circles on the table, "If I say to Murong San, Emperor Li is angry with the Min State because of my wedding ceremony, and the King of Min just passed away, and he didn't give it to the Nine Cities and One River, and Emperor Li asked me to gather the soldiers and horses of the Nine Cities and One River to send troops to the Fujian State, if he can't try to contain the Xiguan army, and the Xiguan army goes to fight against the Hu people, my men and horses here will go south to attack Fujian——"

Zhao Yu thought for a moment and objected: "It's not appropriate, you have a lot of loopholes in your origin." First, he naturally has his way to confirm whether what you said is true; second, the Li Dynasty has been fighting frequently recently and its national strength has suffered a great loss, so it doesn't make sense why Your Majesty suddenly wants to send troops to the small Fujian Kingdom. ”

"Yes, this doesn't make sense...... Yao Jin looked at the traces of Taoism on the paper that were scratched by his short nails, and his mind kept flashing the myriad of people who were dealing with Murong Zihua, and suddenly she slapped the table and said angrily: "No matter! This princess has paid so much for his revenge plan, he can help me, can't it!"

After speaking, she dipped the brush, brushed and wrote a piece of paper, and after writing, she didn't look at it, and after blowing it a few times, she rolled it into a paper roll and handed it to Zhao Yu, "Send it to Xuanji Hall quickly, and send it to Murong San by courier!"

"Good. ”

When Murong Zihua saw Yao Jin's letter, he had just finished drinking a cup of ginseng flower tea, and before he could swallow it, he opened this page of stationery mixed with vernacular, classical Chinese, and English, and he didn't know whether it was written from right to left or left to right, he couldn't help laughing so much that he almost squirted out the tea, and Jiang Yingyue, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly took a silk and came over to wipe him one or two.

"No, I don't. Murong Zihua pushed away the fragrant hands and silk handkerchief, "Yue'er, you go and rest, you don't have to wait here." ”

"Your Highness is annoyed that Yue'er came here on her own initiative, so you don't like Yue'er to serve in front of you?" Jiang Yingyue pouted, and tears appeared in her eyes, "Mother said that she had already asked her mother that she could come over, so Yue'er ha-"

"No," Murong Zihua patiently put down the letter in his hand, "This is the princess's letter, talking about military affairs, you don't like this." Besides, you have been serving me all this time, and you must be tired from standing all morning, and your body can not stand it, so I told you to rest. ”

When Jiang Yingyue heard the word "princess", her expression couldn't help but darken, and she paused for a moment when she looked at her toes, then bowed her head and bowed, and withdrew.

The moment the curtain was lifted, a cold wind howled in. In the area of Beiping Mountain at this time, the cold wind blows non-stop from morning to night, even in the Gaomen compound of the Jiangmen Branch, Murong Zihua, who lives in a simple place, can still feel the cold from the north. He is not a person who is afraid of the cold, not to mention that he came from Hedu further north, his eyes inadvertently glimpsed Jiang Yingyue's peach-colored cloak flashing by the threshold, and he couldn't help but think of the night at the foot of Yunshan, in the quiet and slightly cool air, the woman was covered with a peach-colored thin blanket, wearing a thin middle coat, thin and arrogant - I don't know if she can stand the cold of the north?