Chapter 207: Ready to go
Su Wanyun was sure in her heart that Xingya was not the person who was the secret guard, so she was not willing to embarrass her. Now seeing that Zhao Xian has to find trouble with a weak woman, he is not happy in his heart.
Zhao Xian said mysteriously: "I have always been careful in my observation, so when my Xingya girl arrived at Wuchang Wharf, I tried to find out that something was wrong with her, and I wanted to find someone from Northern Qi to lead the way, and when I met a sneaky person like her, I naturally wanted to stop her." I threatened and intimidated her just now, and sure enough, I asked her identity. β
"Huh?!" Su Wanyun sneered, "What can you ask?" She is not a spy of Northern Qi, can you still be more poisonous than me in your vision? β
"Definitely! She is indeed not a spy of Northern Qi. Zhao Xian smiled lightly: "She is the daughter of King Chen of Northern Qi and the county lord of Northern Qi!" β
"King Chen's daughter?" Su Wanyun frowned slightly, and a look of doubt flashed between her eyebrows: "King Chen is just a little prince who is not favored by Northern Qi, he doesn't even have a fief, and he has quite a lot of children, but I don't know if there is a daughter named 'Su Xiangning'." The girl you kidnapped is handsome, and there is indeed a trace of royal shadow between her eyebrows, if it is really the daughter of King Chen, it is not surprising, even so, she doesn't seem to have much value. β
The royal family of Northern Qi was originally surnamed Su. Zhao Xian was secretly surprised, thought about it and said: "The news of the Emperor of Northern Qi's patrol, this is also a top secret in Northern Qi, since she knows, even if she is not King Chen's daughter, she can't get rid of it." Zhao Xian patted his chest at this time, proudly approached Su Wanyun's side, and said: "As long as she leads the way, I will lead the army to land from the sparsely populated place on the riverbank, and I will travel at night and rest during the day." Don't take the avenue to cross the deep mountains, you can definitely sneak a sense of the section between Xiangyang and Suizhou, and as long as the emperor is caught in a surprise attack, this battle that lasted for a hundred years can be over. β
"Hey!" Su Wanyun was so angry with him that she laughed: "You, you!" The intention of wanting to end the war is good, but freezing three times is not a day's cold, and the Northern Qi Liang has accumulated grievances for a hundred years, how can it easily collapse, you are too naΓ―ve. Don't talk about it in the future, let the poor girl go. β
Let's talk about it. Su Wanyun didn't know how to evaluate Zhao Xian. Turn around and leave to see which Xingya County Lord.
"Wait!" Zhao Xian took her hand and said hurriedly: "Sister Su, this is a once-in-a-century opportunity, you have to let me give it a try!" β
Su Wanyun's body stiffened slightly. He lowered his eyes and looked at the thief's hand on his arm. A few hints of helplessness flashed in his eyes. Turning around, he said: "There is no attempt on the battlefield, success is life, failure is death." You infiltrate the Northern Qi with your men and horses, and the consequence is that the entire army will be wiped out. If you die, your family will be gone, so you can't die, I won't promise you. β
"Don't do that!" Zhao Xian grabbed her jade arm and leaned forward, forcing her to lean against the bamboo, and her body pressed over to have a close contact with her.
Su Wanyun's expression suddenly turned cold, a rare trace of shame flashed in her eyes, and she flicked the sword with her fingers and flicked it out, and just as she wanted to warn, she heard a few hot winds blowing in her ears: "Su Su, I know you care about me." But I can't give up such a good opportunity, I'm not the kind of person who rushes ahead, and if the situation is wrong, I will retreat immediately. As long as the imperial court is ready to receive people on the way back, I will definitely be able to come out safe and sound. β
Sniffing the faint fragrance coming from her, Zhao Xian's heart swayed slightly, his fingers hooked a few strands of green silk, and gently played with it.
Leeway? Su Wanyun's body stiffened slightly, and her eyes lit up suddenly, and she even forgot about pushing Zhao Xian away, and her body couldn't help but tremble a few times. Leeway! Yes, if the Great Liang Imperial Court did something to kill Zhao Xian on the way to retreat, no matter how loyal An Guogong was, he would probably be forced to rebel, isn't this a rare opportunity in a century?
As soon as she thought about this, Su Wanyun hesitated, her pretty face showed a look of struggle, and she calmed down after a while, and said seriously: "I can't let you take risks, Yijun She has been lonely since she was a child, I can't see her being sad." Drunken sister, I am even more at a loss to her, now that she has your child, no matter how ruthless my heart is, I can't watch her suffer, don't mention this matter again, be honest and be your grandfather! β
"Sister Su, it turns out that you still care about the people around you! I thought you would always put your career first. Zhao Xian showed a look of surprise, seeing that Sister Su, who was cold and woody on weekdays, did not resist when she was teased like this, she felt funny in her heart, and she actually blew on her crystal earlobe.
The feeling of warmth in her ears came, and poor Sister Su woke up at this time, half of her body was numb in an instant, and she pushed Zhao Xian away to cover her ears, her pretty face was red and white, and her voice was cold: "Okay, you bold boy, I won't teach you a lesson today, and I will have it in the future!" With that, he pounced on him with his sword.
"Okay, yes, I was wrong!" Zhao Xian hurriedly retreated a few steps, and the cold light flashed in front of him, and the bamboo next to him broke into two. Zhao Xian was shocked and said hurriedly: "Are you menopausal?" Such a big temper! I won't be able to get married in the future. β
Su Wanyun's chest rose and fell sharply, and she wanted to cut Zhao Xian off, but her face stiffened slightly when she heard this, and she snorted calmly and ignored Zhao Xian. Secretly said: What do I have to do with this kid, I annoy myself in vain.
Zhao Xian patted his chest and said with palpitations: "Sister Su, this is like a good woman!" After saying that I haven't seen you for a few days, you have changed a lot. β
Su Wanyun took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the Qiushui sword, and said indifferently: "Where have I changed?" β
Zhao Xian wanted to say that she had a lot of affinity, but it could be seen that she was not angry, so she couldn't help but lean over again, and said with a smile: "Your chest muscles are a lot bigger, and you haven't exercised much in recent days!" Even I'm a little envious. β
"You ......" Sister Su was completely angry, the last time she was laughed at by Zhao Xian, she took off the bust that she was wrapped around on weekdays, how could she think that she would be teased like this now, her teeth itched, and she said angrily: "You little thief, I am your nominal master, do you know how to be inferior to the elderly?" I even dare to say such a thing. Although she said this, she didn't know why, intentionally or unintentionally, she straightened her chest, as if she was taking revenge on Zhao Xian for laughing at her last time.
"Sister Su, if you are so 'breast', I won't be able to hold it." Zhao Xian hurriedly jumped a few steps away to guard against her sword, chuckled a few times and ran away triumphantly.
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Three days later, in the capital of the Great Liang Dynasty, Tianluo, in the spring of March, the bustle of Kyoto is by no means comparable to that of a remote town, where the whole country gathers talented and talented artists, and the rich merchants are rubbing shoulders, and even there are many yellow-haired and blue-eyed missionaries who appear in the streets and alleys.
The sound of singing and dancing in the imperial city was endless, and the courtiers kept entering and leaving the palace gate, obviously just ending the early dynasty. The new emperor ascended the throne for nearly a month, and the funeral of the old emperor was basically prepared, which was a good scene for the whole country to celebrate the old and welcome the new.
In the palace, in the splendid imperial study, the Emperor Jianshi carried a birdcage and listlessly teased the parrots from Nanyang after the dragon case. The chubby face was a little impatient, and there was a thick stack of folds on the table in front of him, but he didn't look at it. Gong'e stood with her head down, and she couldn't even smell her breathing, but she looked at the bird that could speak with curiosity.
Shen Lingshan was dressed in a red official robe, the brocade robe and jade belt were full of nobility, and his pale face was much more energetic than before, and he no longer looked like the weak old man outside the blacksmith shop in Changzhou.
He respectfully sat behind another table in the imperial study, carefully reviewed each of the folds, and stamped the seal of the founding emperor one by one. The Emperor didn't take a closer look at this, and after a few symbolic glances, he handed it over to Shen Lingshan to deal with, and Longmu always looked at the flowers and birds outside, estimating the time to get off work.
The Founding Emperor dismissed this right as a trivial matter at all, but some people enjoyed the feeling of being in control of the world's affairs. This can be regarded as a special saint, Shen Lingshan is quite useful for this, he already thought that his career was hopeless, he played chess and drank tea all day to teach his daughter, but now he is full of spirit, going to bed late and getting up early for fear of revealing every twist and turn.
Because of Shen Yu, now who doesn't call him Shen Guozhang, plus he has won the trust of the saints, and all the twists and turns of the heavens and the bottom have to pass through his hands. No one in the DPRK dared not to sell his face, and even the three major elders such as Prime Minister Xu Cheng, Old Man An, and Xie Mo all gave him three points of courtesy.
Shen Lingshan was very satisfied, but he still felt a little inadequate in his heart. Now the government is in his hands, but the military power is firmly controlled by the An family, he is a military general, and galloping on the battlefield is far more attractive than sitting in this imperial study as a regent, and it is the real merit to be able to grasp the right of the An family in his own hands.
Shen Lingshan reviewed the folds behind the bookcase, and gradually only the last one was left on the table. He gently picked it up and opened it, a trace of surprise flashed in his deep eyes, and he quickly got up and walked to the bottom of the Jianshi Emperor, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Wuchang Guard General Yue Pingyang has a performance." β
"Oh?!" Emperor Jianshi raised his eyelids inexplicably, looked at the parrot in the birdcage and said, "Shen Aiqing's current handling is to be handed over to me." β
"Leave it to me. Leave it to me to see. ......" The colorful parrot quacked a few times, opened its wings and popped. Seeing this, the Emperor couldn't help but laugh: "You brute, you dare to call yourself me, you are not afraid that I will ask for your head!" β
Shen Lingshan shook his head lightly secretly, but his face was full of respect, and he said in a suppressed voice: "Your Majesty, General Yue Pingyang has sent back news that the head of the Northern Qi thieves will go out on patrol in the near future and will pass through Xiangyang Suizhou and other places. β
"Really?!" Emperor Jianshi didn't know anything about geography, and he couldn't even figure out how big his territory was, let alone the situation in Northern Qi. He nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What does Shen Aiqing mean?" β
Shen Ling's mountainside bow became deeper and deeper: "Your Majesty, Zhao Xian, the general of the expedition to the north, asked for his life, sneaked into the Northern Qi with a lone army, and ambushed the Northern Qi thieves. (To be continued......)