Hearing that the old King Qi praised the emperor's children for being very powerful, the crown prince of Xiliang hesitated: "The emperor has six sons, if they are all powerful, it is not easy to fight." ”

The old King Qi smiled: "Don't worry, the crown prince is not a good thing that the emperor's children are powerful, I have already told the king before that the emperor's illness is the credit of the princes." ”

Regarding the fact that his son made his father sick, the crown prince of Xiliang understood it very well, and smiled a little meaningfully: "The emperor is old." ”

"Yes, the current Emperor of Great Xia is not the same as before." Lao Qi Wang said, "I don't have time to take care of myself." ”

The crown prince of Xiliang laughed, looked at this sick, old and thin old King Qi, and pretended to be a little concerned: "Your crown prince was detained by the emperor as a hostage in the capital, and we will find a way to rescue him as soon as possible." ”

The old King of Qi smiled and waved his hand: "Since my son was sent out by me, I just don't want it, the crown prince doesn't have to pay attention to it, the most important thing now is to take Xijing right now." ”

The crown prince of Xiliang glanced at the parchment diagram on the table, gestured with his hand, and his eyes sparkled: "When you come to Fengcheng, it can be said that you are one step away from Xijing." "The long-planned thing is finally about to begin, but—his hand stroked the sheepskin, and he hesitated slightly, "Although the iron-masked general is dead, the soldiers and horses that Daxia has raised over the years are strong, and you princes and kings have almost not moved their troops to get rid of them, and the soldiers and horses of the court are almost not consumed, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to fight." ”

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the old King Qi, and then his expression became more kind: "The crown prince thinks too much, your purpose this time is not to take Daxia in one fell swoop, let alone to fight with Daxia to the death, the rice must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be taken step by step, as long as Xijing is taken this time, as a barrier, only defend and not attack, it is like piercing a knife in the heart of Daxia, this knife handle is in your hands, draw it for a while, and stop it for a while, just like they said to send a princess to marry the prince of Daxia, and you can continue to fight if you get married." , just like this, slowly make this knife edge longer and deeper, and the vitality of Great Xia will be greatly damaged, and when the time comes——"

Listening to the sincere teaching of the old King of Qi, the prince of Xiliang recovered his spirits, but he didn't finish listening, he thought less than what the old King of Qi said, and stretched out his hand to point to the location of Xijing on the sheepskin, even if there is no future, it is worth robbing in Xijing this time, it is the old capital of Great Xia, with abundant products and countless treasures and beauties.

He stroked his palms and summoned people to bring good wine in, "Although we can't feast with the princess of Great Xia, we eat and drink well and nourish our spirits!" ”

Then swallow it and send it to the white sheep in front of you.

The old king of Qi also stroked his palms and laughed, although he can't drink, but he likes to watch people drink, although he can't kill, but he likes to watch others kill, although he can't be the emperor, but he likes to see others can't be the emperor, watch other people's fathers and sons kill each other, and watch other people's rivers and mountains fall apart-

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The night shrouded the camp, and the burning bonfires made the autumn wilderness gorgeous, and the camps stationed seemed to be together, and the patrolling soldiers and horses drew a clear boundary, of course, mainly the soldiers and horses of Great Xia.

Several maids stood in the tent with their clothes in their hands, looking nervously and curiously at the princess who was seated.

The princess was not so jeweled as she imagined, and her face was still a little tired under the reflection of the night light.

The officials of Fengcheng are serving food to the princess.

Because the princess did not go to rest in the city, everyone stayed here.

"Don't bother." Princess Jin Yao said, "Although I am a little tired, I have never been out of the house, nor am I weak, I often ride horses and shoot arrows in the palace, and what I am best at is horns." ”

Horn to the point, the officials couldn't help but look at each other, it's just a horse to shoot arrows, is this kind of rude thing really fake?

Princess Jin Yao didn't care whether they believed it or not, she accepted the maids sent by the officials, asked them to retire, and after a simple bath, she couldn't take care of the food, and was in a hurry to write letters to many people - the emperor, the sixth brother, and Chen Danzhu.

There's so much to say.

For example, this trip was much harder than the one from the capital of Xijing Road, but she survived, and her body that had endured the beating was indeed different, and she practiced Jiaodui every day on the way, and she was indeed preparing to go to Xiliang to fight with the prince of Xiliang-

Well, although you don't have to go to Xiliang now, you can still fight with the prince of Xiliang, and it doesn't matter if you lose, the important thing is the momentum that dares to compare with it.

Of course, there is also the order of the sixth brother, she has already let people see it today, the entourage brought by the prince of Xiliang is about 100 people, including more than 20 women, and she also arranged for the ten guards sent by Dr. Yuan to patrol to investigate the movements of the Xiliang people.

How is Chen Danzhu now? The father has already exonerated the sixth brother, right?

Also, Princess Jin Yao paused while holding the pen, where is Zhang Yao staying now? Barren mountains, wild forests, rivers, streams?

said that he was here to send her, but he calmly did what he liked.

This person is really interesting, no wonder he is regarded as a treasure by Chen Danzhu.

She smiled, lowered her head and continued writing.

The lights were jumping, and the tents that hastily laid carpets and hung incense were simple and warm.

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As Princess Jin Yao guessed, Zhang Yao was standing by a stream, with a dense forest behind him and a canyon in front of him.

The autumn night of Fengcheng was already cold, but Zhang Yao did not light the bonfire, sticking to a cold mountain rock by the stream and not moving, pricking up his ears to listen to the sound of the dark night in the canyon ahead.

The canyon is high and steep, and the night is deeper and more terrifying, and occasionally there is an unknown sound of night birds chirping in it, and when the night gets deeper and deeper, more noises can be heard in the wind, and it seems that someone is laughing-

It's not seeming, it's really someone laughing, it's not a person yet.

Zhang Yao took a deep breath, walked out from behind the rocks, stepped on the stream and walked slowly to the canyon, the sound of the water could cover his footsteps, and also guide him in the dark night, and soon he finally came to the canyon, walked zigzigly for a while, and saw the flashing fire in the deep canyon like the belly of a snake and insect, and the firelight was also like a snake and worm, and there were people sitting or lying on the side of the firelight-

They were wrapped in thick robes and wore hats to cover their faces, but the occasional eyebrows, eyes, and nose under the firelight were completely different from those of the people of Fengcheng.

It's a native of Xiliang.

It is not uncommon for Xiliang people to come and go in Daxia, and they come and go, especially now in Fengcheng, where the prince of Xiliang has come.

But the people of Xiliang who everyone are familiar with are walking on the street, and everyone is watching in the blue sky and daylight.

What Xiliang people would hide in this wilderness canyon?

Zhang Yao stood in the stream, leaning against the steep cliff, and saw a few Xiliang people standing up from the fire, their robes loose, and a dozen swords behind their backs—

The sword shone in the light of the fire.

Zhang Yao was chilling from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.