Chapter 589: The Ups and Downs of the Huan Sea 47

Wei Yan suddenly felt cold, suffocating cold.

He was silent for a moment, no longer wanting to explain.

"Auntie, everything is as you think."

After saying that, he pushed the door and left, the night and cold enveloped him, and he seemed even thinner.

He was always alone, no one needed him, and no one wanted to believe in him.

The woman followed and chased two steps, her eyes staring at Wei Yan's back, and at this moment, as if she had a premonition, she suddenly felt remorse.

"Xiuyun ......"

She seems to have killed her nephew's only remaining good thoughts.

……

Closure.

The howling cold wind was painful, the silvery white snow covered the mountain road, the sound of horses' hooves swayed through the valley, and the occasional heavy panting of horses could be heard.

The scenery is completely different from that of Jinling, the closer you get to the north, the steeper and more cramped the mountain road becomes.

"My lord, the area ahead is where General Han is camping."

Fang Ling saw the wolf smoke, swept away the fatigue of many days of travel, pointed to the military flag not far away, and suddenly inhaled a breath of cold air, his voice trembled a little.

Qianwan snorted, "This is a secret operation, and it is not appropriate to show off." ”

Fang Ling immediately understood, and the two of them dismounted neatly, avoiding the sentries, and blended in from the side and rear of the large army camp.

According to Qianwan's understanding of Han Yuan, her camp must not be too gorgeous, and even more low-key than the deputy general.

So when Qianwan opened the general's main account, Han Yuan, who was standing in front of the sand table and discussing tactics with the military advisor, was so shocked that he almost didn't recognize it.

"Damn, how the did you get in!" Han Yuan came back to his own territory, and his voice was more than a little higher, "The sentinels guarding the gate are all dead?" ”

Qianwan raised her eyebrows, looking at Han Yuan's full of energy, how bleak was a bit of an ambush.

"If even your sentinels could detect it, then the brocade guard could be disbanded on the spot."

…… Also.

Han Yuan was dumbfounded, so he had to instruct his subordinates to strengthen the patrol, and if it was the Tartar who slipped in, he would directly break his legs.

When there were only two people left in the military tent, Han Yuan poured a bowl of tea for Qianwan and lowered his voice, "Why would the emperor let you come?" ”

"If someone else sees you like this, won't they be suspicious?"

said that the ambush was seriously injured, and he pretended to be decent.

Han Yuan was disdainful, "I have to ask him to have that ability to go back." ”

Qianwan took a sip of tea and asked in a cold voice, "The third prince is still alive?" ”

"Isn't this a good food and drink for Tartars?" Han Yuan leaned back in his chair, and his ruffian smile narrowed a little, "This father and son wanted to kill me, but it didn't work, if it wasn't for the sneak attack of the Tartar team, I would push the boat down the river, and now it's me Han Yuan who is dying here." ”

Qianwan glanced at her, "It's good to be alive." ”

Han Yuan laughed, "You're here to persuade me?" ”

Qi Qianwan should have sensed that something was wrong, the decline of the Han Jiajun was completely different from the past, and it was obviously a passive response to the war, and there was even a faint tendency to turn the chaos of the pass from friction to war.

It's just that I don't know if the purpose of her coming this time is persuasion or ......

Sleeping with the enemy.

"Sort of." Qianwan put down the tea bowl and looked up at her, "After all, war is the next policy." ”

"Lao Qi, you go out to take a look, the sky is cold and the terrain is steep, but what are my Han family soldiers wearing? What do you eat? ”

Han Yuan said angrily, "Those people in the court have been comfortable for too long, and they have forgotten how terrible the war will be, our sergeants, the sergeants we are working hard for, need to be remembered and respected!" ”

Qianwan sighed lightly.

Wars and flames have always been the deception of power seekers.

She knew Han Yuan's anger, and the death of General Han was even more straightforward to spread the emperor's mental trick in front of her.

No matter how kind the emperor is, he will not allow himself to be threatened.

I'd rather kill a loyal minister by mistake than let go of a thief.

But she also knows it.

Once it will be successful, all bones will be prosperous and withered.

(End of chapter)