Meng Yining squatted in the depths of the darkness and stared at the brightly lit tent in the distance with General Gai Xiaoyong, who was guarding Chengping. The soldiers went back and forth in groups of three or five, as if they didn't know that the biggest threat they faced was not Chengping, not Jingchi, but the enemy country behind them. Jing Zheng dragged the country's heavy weapons into the chaotic battlefield for his own selfish desires, and if it was not stopped, soon, soon this quiet and peaceful land would be covered by wailing.

General Gai Xiaoyong's big swarthy hand held on to the trunk of the tree and blocked the fallen branches for Meng Yining. She looked up at the general, "The king is in danger, and I am terrified. ”

"Miss Meng, the words that the last general said about comfort and relief are all false. The soldiers are already on standby, if Jing Zheng plots wrong, he must swear to protect Wang Zhou Zhouquan. Gai snapped off a branch.

Behind him were thousands of soldiers, no candles, and their eyes flickering.

Meng Yining watched the group step across the pitch-black land, clothed in moonlight like silver, and go to the dangerous military camp. She suddenly felt that both Le Yi and Jing Chi were high-spirited young men, their eyes flashed with bright sunshine, and the corners of their mouths provoked arrogant arcs. The girl quietly looked at the back of the sprinkled sprinkler, and suddenly laughed unconsciously.

Le Yi suddenly felt his gaze pass by for a moment, and he suddenly turned his head and met his gaze. As if condensing the emotions and reluctance of a lifetime, he suddenly remembered the scene of the first time he saw Meng Yining, in the mansion of King Lian, on the day of her birthday, the girl's face was cold, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had been planning for a long time and finally got what she wanted. Time passed in a hurry, and the two had only known each other for a winter, but the long aroma of wine was long.

The first time he called her, "White Girl." "It's a pity that the front is short, and those who come chase each other. Originally, he just sent Gu Zi'an and Meng Yining back to China on the orders of his master, but he calmly gave birth to and died for Meng Yining again and again, resisting the danger. By his side, she grew up rapidly, and became more and more determined and steady. The memories of the past flashed in an instant, and the girl was no longer the cowardly and stiff appearance she had when she first met.

Meng Yining stood up, her headband fluttering in the air.

Le Yi turned his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She was waiting for him behind him.

The two rushed to the door of Jing Zheng's military camp, and Jing Chi said in a deep voice: "Where is Jing Zheng, take me to see him." ”

The soldier said, "Who are you?" How can the tone be so presumptuous! He hadn't seen King Xia, but according to the firelight, Jing Chi was not angry and frightened the little soldier to take two steps back.

Then he shouted, "Newspaper - someone to see the general -"

Jing Chi dismounted, and Le Yi behind him always paid attention to the movements around him. They are not sheep into the mouth of a tiger, the momentum exuded by their bodies is like a wolf into a group of tigers, without fear. Jing Zheng heard the sound from the tent, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and he saw his younger brother in a moon-white robe and Le Yi in jet-black armor. The two of them were black and white, flashing between the light and shadow.

Jing Zheng's expression was cold on his face, and he couldn't imagine that his younger brother, who was seriously vulnerable, should let me take care of his life and come to this barracks late at night. He felt a little more admiration in his heart, and the corners of his mouth provoked a trace of indescribable smile. The two actually didn't really fight each other, and if it weren't for Jing Chi ascending the throne, he really wouldn't have thought about dealing with this younger brother who likes poetry. Now standing in his barracks, he suddenly felt that he was resolute.

"Why did King Xia come to the minister?" Jing Zheng said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

Jing Chi didn't care about his tone, "Late at night." ”

Jing Zheng laughed: "Hahaha, come and prepare good wine, talk about it in the tent!" ”

Le Yi followed Xia Wang Jingchi into the tent, the tent was warm, the lights were bright, and the two dancing girls sat next to them, and the summer wine that had just been filled next to them was still full. Jing Chi everyone took a seat, and Jing Zheng did not sit next to him in a hesitant manner. He held one in his hand and laughed with a hint of mockery: "Why is the king here?" ”

"The third brother is coming to the city, and if he doesn't come, he will be ruined." Jing Chi smiled, raised his glass and drank it without hesitation. He didn't care whether Jing Zheng was poisoned or not, it seemed that in his heart, Jing Zheng was tense on the surface, and he never seemed to do something bad behind his back. He just didn't accept it, he didn't accept that his father gave him the position of the son in his hand, what else could the two of them have? The conspiracy is nothing more than for the throne above the temple.

Jing Zheng was stunned, it seemed that Jing Chi hadn't called his third brother for a long time.

Warm wine is like the years of youth, and when you drink it, it is gone.

Back then, he was the king, and he was ambitious.

Now that Jing Chi was stable in front of him, he gave birth to an imperial aura, which made a confident Jing Zheng sway slightly.

He smiled, "The king didn't come here late at night, just to catch up. ”

Jing Chi smiled and waved his hand to let the dancer push out: "Why did the third brother take the risk of internal strife and division in the country to get the throne of King Xia?" ”

He spoke frankly and unabashedly.

"This son is mine. I don't know who's behind it and I'm missing it. In the eyes of my father, what point am I inferior to you? Meritorious service, meritorious service? Could it be true that King Xia was jealous of the Zhou family? He smiled a little miserably, "Although I Jing Zheng is a little extravagant, I am also loyal to the country and the people." You are powerless, and I could never have imagined that this throne would fall into your hands. Father protects you, and the ministers who intercede for me have been severely punished. The forces of the Zhou family are slowly being cleaned up, could it be that his father forgot that it was the Zhou family who supported him back then, so he sat on the throne steadily? ”

"The Zhou family is the latter, and it is the father's weapon." Jing Chi smiled, he had long known that his brother would think like this. "Do you know why my father chose me between you and me?"

"I'm afraid that my relatives will interfere in politics." Jing Zheng said categorically.

Jing Chi shook his head, "It's my father who is afraid that you will be lured by the flies and dogs and hurt the foundation of the country." Father suspected that you and Yan Rong were colluding with each other, so he deprived you of the idea of making you the son. Third brother, it's not that I'm fighting with you, it's that you're not in this pool at all. ”

Jing Zheng's eyes were stunned, "What did you say?" I, Jing Zheng, swear to heaven that I have nothing to do with Yan Rong! If there is a lie, the sky will thunder! He said loudly, Jing Zheng is a person who does not allow others to frame him.

"What about Beiyang? What about Zhao Erze? ”

"That's after the dust settles on the throne of the son, and it doesn't make sense for me to fight for myself?"

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