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When Shi Jingqi went out, the smile on his face was very subtle, and he chose to go to Prince Rong's Mansion at such a time, just to pretend in front of outsiders. After saying a few good words without pain in front of Murong Tian, he turned to the topic. Feng Wuxian also knew that Murong Tianfang was Feng Wuyan's most confidant, so he didn't use such ordinary means of wooing, let alone dare to send any money and land. Later, the idea was still Shi Jingqi, he sent someone to contact Shang, and published all the anthologies written by Murong Tianfang over the years, and recommended them to the Ministry of Rites by Feng Wuxi, and then the Ministry of Rites Shang Ma Feng first came out to recommend these books to the private acquaintances of various hospitals. In this way, he greatly created a momentum for Murong Tianfang.

Rao is Murong Tianfang thought of all kinds of possibilities in advance, but he didn't expect Feng Wuxi's move at all. He took the thick few new shishi that exuded the scent of ink handed over by Shi Jingqi, and his whole person seemed to be wooden. As a Confucian scholar, he took it as his responsibility to stand up and speak, and he praised him in Prince Rong's mansion day and night over the years, and he spent less effort on learning. Although Feng Wuyan respected him as a mentor and friend, he never thought of doing these things for him. He had to say that in figuring out people's minds, Feng Wuxian had already exerted himself to the extreme, and this sudden hand undoubtedly tore a crack in his relationship with Feng Wuyan.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Wuyan returned home, he heard the report from his subordinates, and when he saw the pile of new ones, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. It's just a matter of the open and secret battles in the court, Feng Wuxian actually attracted people to his mansion, how could he endure this breath? Fortunately, his cultivation has been cultivated for many years, especially in front of Murong Tian. Therefore, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked reluctantly calmly: "Mr. Murong, these are all sent by Lao Qi?" ”

He has been with the wind for many years. How could Murong Tianfang not see that there was an incomparably gloomy hidden place under that peaceful face? He had to sigh, "It was Xuchang who sent it over in the afternoon." said that it was a little bit of His Royal Highness Seven's heart, and the old man had no choice but to accept it. He looked at the neatly stacked new ones on the table with a complicated face, and his heart struggled. If it's for the sake of showing your will, you should naturally leave these things behind. However, he couldn't bear to think that the academic works he had accumulated over the years could be known to the world.

Feng silently glared at those new glances, said a few more perfunctory words, and then left without looking back. So far, he also has to be on guard, fortunately, the previous contact with the Fujian Yue family did not let Murong Tianfang know, otherwise he would not know what would go wrong in the future. His expression suddenly became extremely cold, and Feng Wuxian could send someone to dig into his corner, couldn't he bite back? The Yue family is not so peaceful. Now that he has bought those first-class deacons, Yue Mingzhong has been hollowed out, and will it not fall into the palm of his hand in the future?

Prince An stared at the map in front of him. In his heart, he was thinking about the situation of Lu Yuanchang and Zhang Yunfeng. Although the battle against Dzungar ended in a draw, he did not intend to win. Now the two of them must also have arrived at the Kurten Tribe, and it is better for such a group of tribes to unite than for him to hold the expedition of more than 100,000 horses in the northwest battalion. A soldier who surrenders without a fight. Fang is the best way to use soldiers. What the Dzungars were doing in the Lunsu tribe was now known to the other tribes, and perhaps the princes such as Taiji would be worried that someone would take their place from them, so their plan to annex the Mongol tribes first would be frustrated.

In the Kurten Ministry, Lu Yuanchang and Zhang Yunfeng couldn't help but feel at a loss when they faced those men who were overly enthusiastic. Known as the golden tribe of the grassland, the Kurten tribe has been friendly with Lingyun for generations, so Lai Shan, the prince of Kurten, was extremely polite to the two generals in front of him, not only set up a banquet to welcome him that night, but also summoned many young people of the tribe to perform wrestling and other wonderful performances, and even let those beautiful girls dance and sing around the bonfire.

Lu Yuanchang and Zhang Yunfeng have long lost the mustard before the expedition, the two have not fought side by side many times in the past, and they don't know each other, and now after nearly a month of marching, they have a deeper understanding of each other's habits and temperament. No matter how deep the previous contradiction was, a group of more than 20,000 people and horses went deep into the grassland, and if there was any more discord, it would undoubtedly be impossible to get along with themselves, so the two tacitly pressed the previous.

Although Zhang Yunfeng is a son-in-law born in the capital, he has been in the northwest camp for a long time, so he is naturally not a problem for drinking and playing. He and Lu Yuanchang were on the left and right, as if they didn't care about pouring burning spirits, which made the men around him speechless. The warriors in their minds are already heroes who are invincible on the battlefield, so they serve more and more diligently. Lu Yuanchang was drinking and laughing, but he still didn't forget to pay attention to the situation around him. Although he knew that Lai Shan, the prince of Kurten, was the cousin of the current emperor Feng Huanzhao, no one dared to be careless when this kind of war was imminent.

However, there was nothing to do that night, and the Kurten, known as the Golden Tribe, was naturally not as pustuated as the Lunsu Tribe, their pastures and cattle and sheep were the best in the grassland, and the warriors were also the most. There are at least 100,000 well-trained cavalry alone, and in the eyes of many steppe tribes, compared with the Dzungaria, which claims to have 200,000 horses, Kurten is more powerful, so no one dares to provoke him. The most important thing is the kinship between the Kurten tribe and the emperor, and the other tribes in the steppe rely on it as a pillar stone, and the Dzungars do not dare to trouble them at will.

"General Lu, General Zhang, don't worry, it's not his turn to be in charge of things on the grassland." Lai Shan patted his chest and admitted, he is now in his early fifties, but his body is extremely healthy, and he can even beat young people in ordinary gladiatorial battles, so he is full of confidence in speaking. "The wolf ambition of the Dzungar people made many tribes on the steppe unlucky, and now it is not counted, but it is really disgusting to still carry that kind of deceptive banner." He spat on the ground, and then said with a smile, "Prince An's messenger came before you, and this king has ordered someone to issue a general order to those tribes with whom he has made friends with the world, and he must do this matter beautifully." ”

Lu Yuanchang and Zhang Yunfeng glanced at each other, and they were both shocked. Although they knew a little about Feng Wufang's plans, they never expected him to act so quickly. Now they have completely understood that Feng Wufang did not intend to decide the outcome by fighting only by fighting, but was ready to use other methods to achieve the goal. If they had won the previous battle, things would have been much easier. Both of them sighed slightly, both of them had an extremely unwilling feeling.

Feng Wufang's secret letter was quickly delivered to the capital, and after the emperor read it, his expression suddenly changed greatly. He didn't expect Feng Wufang to use such a method, but now that his body is getting worse and worse, it is really unfavorable for the war to drag on any longer, so it is better to play it down as soon as possible to be safe. Therefore, after a moment of silence, the emperor made a decision, and Shi Liushun and Wang Hai immediately took the order out of the palace.

Hai Guanyu, Feng Luzhi, and Bao Huasheng, these three people are all people who often enter the palace alone recently, so they just laugh at each other, however, today there is one more role, and Shangma Fengchu of the Ministry of Rites is also among the people summoned by the emperor this time. Hai Guanyu and the other three were shocked when they saw this newly promoted person, and they must know that the Ministry of Rites has always been only honorable, and does not manage the general affairs, so the emperor's summons seemed a little strange. A thought flashed through their hearts at the same time, and then they hid the strange color on their faces, and after they were dressed up, they signed up for the audience one after another.

Although they had prepared in advance, everyone was still taken aback after hearing the emperor's faint words about wanting to establish a prince. Ma Fengchu was naturally the most surprised one, although his position was high, but he was not qualified to participate in the discussion of such important state affairs alone, and he was not a dull person, so he immediately thought of the emperor's intention to announce his arrival today, so he immediately bowed his head and said nothing. Feng Zhi was the first to speak: "It is naturally a good thing for the emperor to establish a prince, but if he acts in such a hurry, if there is no clear explanation, I am afraid that someone will incite the people or spread rumors, which is not beautiful." ”

The emperor shook his head and said, "I know that the time has not come, but the wind in the northwest has sent a letter, and he has united many powerful tribes on the steppe, and is ready to force Dzungaria to submit and renew the alliance." However, I am afraid that my body will no longer be able to withstand such fatigue, if I do not establish a prince at this time, it will be unjustifiable when the alliance is formed, and those damned Dzungar Tartars will definitely take advantage of the topic, so that the war in the northwest will not know when it will end. ”

Everyone couldn't help but suddenly realize, and there was a kind of confusion in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that the situation is still undecided and the emperor's health is not as good as before, how could the wind in the northwest choose this compromise method. If it was according to the original temper of the prince, I am afraid that he would immediately lead the troops all the way over. Now I have to think about this, after all, the grassland is Lingyun's largest territory, and those Mongolian princes Taiji can provide hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, and they are still based on enveloping in front of them.

"The emperor is sage, but this matter needs to be determined as soon as possible, and it will change later. Since Prince An has already made arrangements, presumably the news of the alliance has spread at this time, and it is estimated that it will take a while to discuss the grassland before making a decision, and before that, the crown prince of Lingyun must also be determined as soon as possible, knowing that there is still a long way from the capital to the grassland. Hai Guanyu said a long sentence in one breath, and then sighed deeply. This prince Xinli is going to go to the grassland to meet the alliance, which is really a big trouble, if there is anything wrong, he can't imagine the bad consequences.

However, the establishment of the prince is really a big event, and the emperor naturally has to discuss it with everyone before the court meeting. At the moment, except for Ma Fengchu, who was like a marionette asking and answering, the other three people all spoke according to various situations, and the palace suddenly became lively. However, everyone knows what kind of shadow is hidden behind the excitement. Lingyun Zhiwei Without a Trace Volume 7 Winning the Throne Chapter 29 Compromise