"Presumptuous! Who gave you the courage to curse the prince here. ”

Zong Zheng Fuyun opened the curtain angrily and walked out, scolding.

Then he put his hands behind his back and looked at them expressionlessly.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he had been angry.

His appearance directly frightened some wall grass, because this crime of slandering the prince is also enough to kill him.

However, some people still look like they are not afraid of death, looking at him and can't help but sneer, "What is your identity?" You are here to scold us and others? ”

Zong Zheng Fuyun looked like a young general who didn't talk much, he was unknown on weekdays, and he wouldn't be as bold as he was today.

"What do you say I am? Well? ”

He wasn't particularly annoyed, looking at him was a rhetorical question.

At this time, General Shan, who had just started, took a step forward, raised his hand to stop the general just now, and immediately smiled at Zongzheng Fuyun.

"Zongzheng Military Division, we are just joking with you, now we just want to see what happened to the Seventh Prince."

Seeing the layers of people in front of him blocking them from entering, he was already sure that these Seven Princes must have been seriously injured.

This is a brain.

Zong Zheng Fuyun glanced at him, raised his head slightly, and looked away, "The prince is fine, you can go back." ”

"Zongzheng Military Division! Don't be ignorant! ”

General Shan saw that he didn't eat hard and soft, and instantly became a little furious.

His speech hardened a little, and he gritted his teeth.

"One way, you are just a second-grade general, and you have the courage to scold the military advisor?"

A majestic voice suddenly came from behind him, and everyone immediately made a way out, only to see General Chang's beard twitch and strode up with a cold face.

One way's eyes trembled, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then his face changed.

looked at General Chang and laughed, "What General Chang said is that General Ben cares too much about the prince and the future of the Northern Dynasty." ”

He bowed his head slightly, looking humble, as if nothing had happened just now.

As soon as the words fell, General Chang sneered inadvertently, and looked him up and down, "The future of the Northern Dynasty?" With people like you in the Northern Dynasty, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a future! ”

His words were sharp, but others didn't dare to refute more, so they all lowered their heads stupidly, looking like they didn't want to participate.

"Chang-"

"Shut up!"

At the beginning, the little general, who had the same hatred as the one-way neighbor, was about to come forward to persuade him, but before he could say anything, he was directly reprimanded by General Chang.

The man suddenly shut up, glanced at him cautiously, and did not dare to say anything more.

This old majesty is not something that ordinary people can confront each other.

One way also lowered his head, pursed his lips and was a little unwilling, but helpless.

General Chang snorted coldly, ignored them and walked in front of Zongzheng Fuyun, and nodded.

Zongzheng Fuyun also nodded, raised his hand and invited him into the tent.

As soon as the two left, Yicheng immediately straightened up, and his eyes were fierce.

Why didn't he know that the account of the Seven Princes could only go to these people?

However, thinking like this in his heart, he didn't take a step forward, his hands clenched into fists slightly, and he gritted his teeth with resentment.

The others stood there and didn't dare to squeak, after all, such a big man duel, if they interjected a sentence or two, they might be the ones who died.

After a stick of incense, General Chang walked out with a worried face, walked to the door of the tent and sighed, shook his head and left.

This action directly attracted the attention of other people, General Chang is-

The corners of one-way mouth slowly rose, and his eyes were all successful, it seems that these seven princes are afraid that they will not work!

He flicked his sleeves and walked away satisfied, already thinking about other things in his heart.

When everyone saw this, they all sighed, shook their heads and left.

Only the young general at the beginning was left, looking at the closed tent door with some doubts, frowning slightly, and after a long time, he left in a huff.

As soon as this incident came out, it instantly attracted the attention of all parties.

Hearing that Kyoto was a little chaotic, all the officials asked about the situation of the Seven Princes, and the market was full of opinions.

It is said that the Seventh Prince was seriously injured, and this battle with Liang Guo may have no chance of winning.

Chen Yu passed by the market, and when he heard the news, he instantly hooked his lips and laughed.

Then he quickened his pace, raised his hand and took out a mask, and quickly walked towards a place.

The palace can be regarded as in a panic, Feng Zhi Chan is talking about this border every day, and the messenger sent is gone, and some people are really panicking.

Could it be that this Northern Dynasty is about to be destroyed in his hands?

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is now seriously injured, and the war with Liang is probably not very likely to win, so I implore the Emperor to let the eldest prince go out of the mountain to fight against the enemy country."

As soon as these words came out, the people in the seat immediately whispered, and seemed to agree with what he said.

Feng Zhichan pursed his lips, and his eyes stayed on the old minister below, who was the right prime minister who had been in the early dynasty for a long time.

Today is the first time he has been to the court in so many months.

I didn't expect this to be the matter I just said when I came back.

His body was slightly bent, and his hand was tightly clenched on his wat board, looking tough.

It seems that if Feng Zhichan disagrees, he won't get up.

It's nerve-wracking.

Feng Zhichan raised his hand helplessly and rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a lazy voice, "Do you think that if you let the eldest prince go out of the mountain, the Northern Dynasty will be victorious?" ”

His meaning was obvious, and if he wasn't completely sure, he wouldn't want to let him out.

As soon as these words came out, the seat instantly fell into a dead silence.

A few people wanted to say something, but they opened their mouths and didn't know what to say.

"Of course, as long as the eldest prince comes out of the mountain, the old minister believes that he will definitely win this battle with Liang State."

The right prime minister straightened up as he spoke, and looked directly at Feng Zhichan, and the appearance of affirmation in his words made the officials behind him a little loose.

If the eldest prince can really win this battle-

It's okay to let him out of the mountains.

"What do you think?"

Feng Zhichan looked away from the right prime minister, looked at the other officials and asked.

When the words fell, a person behind him immediately stood up, pinched the wat board and bent over, and affirmed, "The minister thinks that what the right minister said is extremely true." ”

Feng Zhizen's eyes were cold, and he narrowed his eyes when he looked at the man.

It turned out to be him, the first day Bei Ning came to the court, it was because of what he said General Li died in prison.

It's him, the imperial historian Zhou Chang.

After so many days, he has forgotten a little that there is still such a demon.

Seeing that Feng Zhichan did not refute instantly, the other wall grass officials also stood up in an instant, holding up the wat board.

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

“……”

"Seconded the proposal, have you forgotten what a big mistake the eldest prince made? You want him out of the mountains? If he makes a mistake again, this time it will not be just him, but the entire Northern Dynasty! ”

One of the officials suddenly became irritable, standing in place and instantly accused, looking at their appearance of the grass on the wall, a little heartbroken.