"Where's Lord Qin?" Ren An turned his head and asked Qin Zheng again, and the Shangshu adults in the hall had obviously already expressed their attitude.

"When it comes to the country's military, marching and fighting, I am not as good as all of you here," Qin Zheng is very modest and understands that he needs to be obscure at this moment, and he can't be a bird, "Your Majesty thinks that you have already learned the news, but is there a holy will?" ”

The final decision is still on the Ninety-Five.

The secretary of the military department couldn't help but grab the words, and complained: "Your Majesty only let one letter be sent to Surabaya." He didn't understand what the Ninety-Five Emperor was thinking, and now General Yang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but the Son of Heaven didn't say anything, Surabaya-Surabaya, there is only the royal relative who swaggered through the city.

If you want Lord Shangshu to talk about it, Feng Xiaowang doesn't need to know about Beirong and Dayan at all, wouldn't it be better if that guy didn't make trouble here, military affairs, they discussed, and the Son of Heaven saw it, so he went straight to General Yang, and the order was forbidden, and it was clear at a glance.

Qin Zheng paced and thought about two or three: "The soldiers must come out, otherwise the next step in Beirong is to shout at me Dayan, they have been dissatisfied with the boundary of Feiliang Bridge for a long time, and now Yu Ji has 80,000 soldiers, but he can't all bet on it, since His Majesty sent a letter to Surabaya, he has a plan." ”

"What?" Master Zhu followed up and asked eagerly.

Qin Zheng's gaze looked at Ren An, if there was anyone in this hall who knew it, it was only Lord Zaifu who could guess the holy will.

"Fengyang City." Lord Ren said slowly.

Everyone was stunned, and General Shi Hai suddenly realized that "Yes, there are still 100,000 male soldiers in the Jingliang camp outside Fengyang City. ”

That's a disguised grant of military power.

No one dared to mention it easily for so many years, but because there was no one before or after, and in addition, the prince of Fengyang was a proud son of heaven who had no taboos, although he had been involved in a lot of disasters, but since he was sealed and given the queen, he had not even stepped into the Jingliang camp.

Gradually, people also forgot about this stubble.

But now that I think about it, the man with colorful feathers is still in the palm of his hand, and there is an army of royal lifeblood.

It's really like a game of reincarnation, is it woven by the first emperor, or is it rewritten by the little prince-

However, Qin Zheng and others, who understood the meaning of this, knew better that the Son of Heaven did not mean Beirong, but Fengyang, and the Ninety-Five Emperor was tempting and collecting the net, and he wanted to slowly fold off the "Heavenly Divine Soldier" that he had given away.

A few Lord Shangshu, you look at me, I look at you, dumbfounded, this is good, but-

"That'...... The little prince, can you agree? "To put it mildly, once the military power of the Jingliang camp is moved, it will never be able to return to the hands of the prince of Fengyang, whether it is war or peace, no matter who is in power, the Son of Heaven has made it clear that he wants to return the Jingliang camp to the imperial court.

Ren Zaifu touched his gray beard, and he didn't know whether he was nodding or shaking his head, so he only said lightly: "Can he not agree?" ”

Yes, give you a hat of "national disaster", a holy decree down, who dares to say the word "no", this is not a "disobedience to the holy will", but as a relative of the emperor and the country, he does not put the safety of the country and the people in front of him.

Everyone whispered, inevitably panicked, palpitations, if Beirong really has the will to fight, then at this moment, the military department, the household department, the official department and the hundred officials under their jurisdiction have to be busy with the country's material and troop mobilization, and have to leave a way for the people of the three northwestern provinces to take refuge, which is not trivial.

Ren Zaifu signaled everyone to cheer up, and no one knew whether the news of the eight hundred miles was happy or sad.

The six birds and beasts scattered.

The red bricks on the palace wall road are lonely, Ren An's footsteps seem to be able to bring echoes, bones, Ren's carriage has come to pick up the old man, Lord Zaifu thought about it, and looked back at the sheep intestine path.

When the carriage returned home, the midsummer sun came out early, and the sky was slightly white, and the family did not dare to rest, and they all came out when they heard the movement.

The old housekeeper leaned his back and put Ren Zaifu out of the carriage: "Master, there are guests waiting in the house." He pointed to the figure in the main hall, the candle flame flickering, and the figure seemed to be impatient, pacing from side to side.

Ren An was surprised, didn't this "guest" wait for a night?

The old man looked around and knew who it was, he bared his teeth, patted the old butler's hand, took out a scalper letter from his bosom and handed it to him, and whispered: "Arrange a few reliable postmen, eight hundred miles to send to Surabaya urgently, remember, to personally deliver it to him, this matter ......" The old man's fingers fell on his shriveled lips—

It must not be made known to others, but it must be done in secret.

The old butler nodded hurriedly and withdrew.

Ren An cleared his throat, straightened the crooked placket, smoothed the folds of the official robe, and stepped into the main hall with his hands behind his back and his head held high.

"Young Master Lu."

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After the end of the flood season in Surabaya, the sky is sunny after the rain, and the lotus is in full bloom in July.

Originally, when the saint was there, no one dared to approach the hotel, now people come and go endlessly, from time to time you can still hear the sonorous cheers, under the flying clouds, the sky is thousands of miles, the red tassel gun is like an arrow off the string, fast walking a line, a probe and a collection have a whirring wind whistling in the ears, the Wuhua of the jinghai cloth skirt has become the best bright embellishment under the sun, the long hair tied up high is neat and free, and the curve arc drawn under the flower tree seems to be able to bring up the fragrance of a lotus.

The girl's leg and foot injuries healed very quickly, and if she hadn't been so anxious to get out of bed and dance with a knife and a gun, it would have been even more reassuring.

It's just that Lu Yixuan can't bear this loneliness, not to mention, the heroic appearance can make people wake up, oh, he is really a person who has won the first place in the Shengjing City School Martial Arts Trial, many soldiers stationed in the pavilion are very fond of it, and can't help but applaud on the side, occasionally Lord Jiang Zhe comes to visit, and shouts "Hey, hey", look, there is no such thing as a lady at all, but he also quietly gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Oh, a little ancestor.

The green kite is like a little who looks at the diorama, as long as Lu Yixuan plays tricks, she is definitely the first to cheer, once upon a time I also imagined that I have this good ability to hoe the strong and help the weak, punish the evil and promote the good, and the envious eyes are full of brilliance.

No, when Jiang Zhifu hurriedly ran into the hall with his official robe, he almost knocked the wall to the ground, he pouted his ass and touched the ground, only to raise his eyes and see a sharp snow silver arrow in the bright light piercing his face.

"Master Jiang has worked hard," Lu Yixuan looked at him with a smile and a stunned appearance, "What's going on in a panic today?" "It's rare to see him in a hurry.

Jiang Zhe came back to his senses: "Where is the little prince?" He asked.

Lu Yixuan folded the pear flower gun with his backhand: "I didn't see it, Xu went to Anxian County?" The man patrolled around twice in three days, and after Lu Yixing's legs and feet were able to move, he went back to Xiaoliushu Village first, yes, to meet the Qiao Mei'er who saved her and Feng Mingxie, and returned the commemorative wooden chair by the way.

Qiao Mei'er smiled, the original reserve and trembling disappeared, chatting about the world was so comfortable, and she took Lu Yixuan to go around to some "inspections" in Zhuangzi that even Jiang Zhe didn't know, which was much more detailed and interesting than the report in the paperwork.

Lu Yixuan saw that the prefect's face was scorched, and he paced back and forth: "What's important? ”

"There is urgent news in this Shengjing City, and I need the prince to open it himself."

Lu Yixuan said "hey", turned his head and saw the colorful feathers at the door shaking everyone's eyes: "Oh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived." "Feng Xiao Wang Ye has not yet entered the hall, the sixth child has already slipped to the Lu family girl and jumped into her arms, yes, now this cat treats her as half a master, it is even closer than the little prince Feng, Lu Yixuan said that the spear in his hand was thrown to the side, and the green kite at the end took it impartially and skillfully.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly handed the Shengjing City Express that he received in his arms this morning to the man, Feng Ming read it hastily, his eyebrows were a little touched, and he secretly glanced at Lu Yixuan, who was already restless.

"What did you say?" The girl didn't have the intention of inquiring, so she pretended to ask casually.

"Good things and bad things, which one do you want to hear?" Feng Mingxie waved his hand, Jiang Zhe saluted and retreated, and the attendants who were originally surrounded by water also dispersed as birds and beasts.

"Good thing." Lu Yixin didn't think about it, life was happy in the world.

"Mingyue is three months pregnant." The little prince dusted off the dust brought in from his sleeved robe, and the colorful feathers of the finches rippled out of the streamer.

Lu Yixuan opened his mouth and was stunned and surprised, this is indeed a great joy for the royal family: "That...... The bad thing? ”

"Outside Yongzhao City, there are Beirong cavalry gathered near Feiliang Bridge, and Yu's Yinzhutai has fallen into the hands of Beirong, General Yang has sent two teams to secretly investigate and visit, but there is no news, so he asks for troops." Feng Mingxie entered the hall with his robe, and seemed to have brought the fragrance of flowers into a room.

The green kite had already put on the teacup and exited the door.

Lu Yixuan followed behind, but he became interested in the man's words: "No one turned back? It is not appropriate to pursue the crossing of the mountain and the border, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious and less auspicious, "The scout sent did not return, she lost her head, her eyebrows frowned slightly, the bright light of the sunny day and twilight folded over the corner of the eaves corridor on half of her cheeks, and her eyebrows were slightly melodious, "Feiliang Bridge is not far from Wuhuaimen, is it coming for us this time?" Can the invaded Yu clan ask the allies for troops? "The tribes around the Yu clan have alliances and should be in the same boat through thick and thin.