Yangzhou Mansion should be the dome study.

Wei Jin was standing on the side, and Ying Qiong carefully looked at the weak scholar in front of him, golden and jade, dragon and phoenix, quite stylish.

Ying Qiong nodded in satisfaction, turned around and sat down.

"Today's hall is full of civil and military, only Han Jun does not admonish, what is the reason?" Wei Jin asked.

"The lower officials don't dare, but the lower officials know that there will be a battle between the marshal and Luoyang." Han Chufei said respectfully.

"Oh? Tell me about it! Wei Jin was surprised.

Ying Qiong was even more overjoyed, he was really lucky to have such a smart person under his hands.

"Back to the palace marshal, the lower official is also guessing, since the Luoyang army besieged the city and did not attack, the lower official deduced that Luo Feng did not want to capture Yangzhou, and then heard that Chang Long's soldiers were coming to Luoyang, and the four guards of Luoyang watched the fire from the other side, and the lower officials also understood that Luoyang Mansion is now the end of the strong crossbow and the strong crossbow. At this time, it is a God-given opportunity, how can you let it go? Han Chufei said everything he thought in his heart.

When Wei Jin heard this, he couldn't help but admire and looked at Ying Qiong.

Ying Qiong's eyes were full of approval and nodded slightly.

"Han Junshou is really smart, but now everyone is against it, what do you think?" Wei Jin asked again.

Han Chufei frowned and thought slightly.

"The lower officials are foolish, and they rule the army with an iron fist!" Han Chufei knew that Yangzhou had not fought for many years, everyone was accustomed to peace, and the officials had lost the iron backbone of their ancestors one by one, greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Hmm......" Wei Jin also nodded in agreement with what Han Chufei said, he knew that if you don't force these rotten people with a knife, they will never be able to give you strength.

Ying Qiong gave Wei Jin a look, and Wei Jin understood.

"Han Junshou will go back to the pavilion first." Wei Jin said with a smile.

"The next official retired." Han Chufei's heart throbbed, and his uncontrollable blood surged.

Wei Jin sent Han Chufei away, and then received Ying Qiong's warrant to send someone to the Eighth Battalion in Yangzhou to give orders.

On the way back to the pavilion, Han Chufei looked at the sky, he had been the county guard of Wuhu for three years since he won the meritorious examination, and Wuhu was also a peaceful place under his governance.

It's just that in such a troubled world, how can you be in a safe corner, the husband should be careful about the world and worry about his family and country. Whenever he thinks of this, Han Chufei always has a sour feeling that his ambition is difficult to pay, and he has been backing up in his heart for a long time.

But today, the opportunity came, and when I learned that Gongzi was determined to be in the world, he could be regarded as having a place to use, and this time, he would not let it go no matter what.

Han Chufei secretly made up his mind. On the road, a restaurant came into view, he stopped, quietly glanced at it, and suddenly came into a trance.

The door posts are painted, and the plaques and windows are ......

Han Chufei slowly approached, turned his head to look, and vaguely saw three words: Dark Fragrance Building!

A group of soldiers patrolling the city happened to come over, and Han Chufei put away his thoughts and left quickly.

……

The night is deep, but the lights of Yangzhou City are like day, the street market is endless, the dream of the green building in the city is good, the song is deep, the building boat is painted on the boat, the merry son, the beautiful woman, hugging each other by the railing, looking at it from afar, chanting a song of elegance, drinking a glass of light wine.

Look at the column again, the juggling is funny, the storyteller is happy and happy, and the farmers and scholars are attracted by the prosperity of this world......

Or there are tourists carrying lanterns, stone bridges standing quietly, watching the ice wheels in the water, thinking about the chaos in the world, all at this moment, turning into a long wind......

……

Ying Tian Pavilion.

Ying Tianyang looked at this colorful and beautiful Yangzhou City, and unconsciously burst into tears. He was a little reluctant......

……

in the council hall.

There was no one, only the candle flame was beating, and Ying Qiong stood silently in front of the table, writing the military order to be read tomorrow.

The moonlight flowed in, the night breeze was like a demon, and a piece of paper that had just been written on the table fell gently......

Ying Qiong put down his pen, put on a piece of clothing, and walked to the door.

The eternal night, the light clouds flow, only the bright moon round, never die.

"Childe, it's too late, let's rest." Wei Jin woke up from the chair on the side, yawned, looked at Ying Qiong Wangyue, and shouted.

Ying Qiong turned around slowly, as if he had something on his mind, nodded to Wei Jin, and walked to the bedroom......

Wei Jin's sleepy eyes were hazy, he saw the paper on the ground, quickly picked it up, and when he saw that the ink was not dry, he blew it carefully......

Suddenly, he noticed a sentence... Stunned.