By the time the border army drawn from the north converged with the defeated remnants of the south, the army of the Hosdu Empire had already occupied Lei Yuanzhou, and it was only two counties away from the imperial capital Fengluocheng. Yun Jiuzhong, who was good at using troops, immediately decided to garrison troops in place to pull up the defensive line, reintegrate the three armies and arrange the deployment, although it could not defeat the enemy soldiers, at least it blocked the pace of the long march of the Hosdu army.

As the commander-in-chief, Wen Moshu just arrived at the barracks and got the news of the death of King Dingyuan, and he was in a trance for a long time, and finally decided to stay in the army instead of rushing back to Dingyuan County immediately, but since that day, his brows have been furrowed, and he often looks at the void.

"Leizhou City has been an important place for soldiers since ancient times, and we are lucky to be able to garrison and defend before Hosdu breaks through. Seeing that the enemy army is about to come to the city, His Highness will never abandon the people for the sake of his children's personal feelings at this time, but he is worried about Miss Yan in his heart, and if there is no news from Miss Yan for a day, His Highness will not completely focus on the war with peace of mind. Standing on the wall of Leizhou City, Jun Wunian sighed in the wind.

Chu Ci was still like a jade tree in the wind, and the strong wind that blew the sand and dust did not stop him from holding a folding fan and shaking it elegantly: "After all, the matter between Miss Yan and King Dingyuan is a private matter, and it is up to His Highness to decide how to choose." The most important thing at the moment is to prepare for war with the Hostur army, and the other is in what name His Highness intends to announce to the world. ”

According to Wen Jingyuan's holy decree a few months ago, Wen Moshu, as the commander of the northern garrison army, should stick to the place, but without any divine will, Wen Moshu took it upon himself to take half of the northern garrison army to support the southern battlefield, and there is no doubt that he will be punished for disobeying the holy name in the law. When Emperor Wen Jingyuan did not show up for a long time, and Wen Mozheng, the prince of the prison state, could not be contacted, Wen Moshu had to make the worst plan for this internal and external trouble.

"Does Boss Jun still have hope for the four princes?" Suddenly, Chu Ci turned his head and asked with a smile.

Jun Wunian pondered for a while, and shook his head lightly: "I have long understood that the four princes are not suitable to be emperors, but at that time, I always held a kind of luck, hoping that under my promotion, the four princes could create miracles, and now that the outcome of failure has been decided, why bother with delusion?" To put it in my heart, the most suitable person to take on the big responsibility now is Mo Qing, but he will definitely not accept the burden of the throne and imperial power, which makes him extremely disgusted since he was a child, then I can only go all out to help the second prince, first, in order to keep the foundation of the abyss for hundreds of years as much as possible, and secondly, to try his best to rescue the four princes from Lian Song, at least, so that he can live peacefully in this troubled world. ”

"After many years of assistance, I think that Boss Jun has not only master-slave affection for the four princes, but also a kind of care for his best friends, right? It's not that it's incomprehensible, who makes people have feelings? Chu Ci's eyes darkened, "Like His Royal Highness, he stubbornly keeps his promise to Miss Yan, that is, one day when he will reign in the world, I still have to worry about how he will continue the incense...... Really, in the end, it is us strategists who are the most tired, but in the end we have to complain everywhere, and we can't even be mentioned by name in the annals of history thousands of years later, or we are directly written as cunning villains...... Ahhh ”

It was rare to see Chu Ci annoyed and complaining, Jun Wunian smiled in surprise, smiled and smiled, but changed to a heavy expression.

It is precisely because they are all strategists who specialize in estimation that they understand the current situation better than anyone else, know the unfavorable environment they are in, and naturally worry much more than others.

"Looks like we're going to hear bad news." Chu Ci suddenly spoke, pointing to the Spring and Autumn Road that hurriedly climbed the city wall.

Chunqiu didn't realize that the panicked expression had betrayed him first, and when he ran in front of Chu Ci and Jun Wunian, his face turned red in a hurry: "Master, Boss Jun, something is wrong!" ”

"It's never easy to do big things!" Chu Ci closed the folding fan and knocked Chunqiu's head with a bang, "Talk about the point, don't be verbose." ”

Chunqiu swallowed his saliva and nodded violently: "Just now, General Yun's personal soldiers sent an urgent letter, which said that there was finally movement on the imperial court side of the imperial capital, and the emperor, who had not heard for a long time, suddenly issued a holy decree, saying that King Qinglian asked for the edict of avoiding death to offset past crimes......"

"Miss Yan in the imperial capital?" Can't wait for Chunqiu to finish speaking, Jun Wunian asked urgently.

"No, it's not that King Qinglian said it in person, but someone sent a letter to the palace for King Qinglian, which probably means that as long as the emperor promises to take back the edict of exemption from death, King Qinglian can send the edict of exemption from death to the palace at any time. According to the holy decree, the emperor has promised to pardon King Qinglian, and only wait for King Qinglian to send back the edict to avoid death, so that all punishment can be waived and the throne restored. ”

Chu Ci and Jun Wunian glanced at each other, and they all gasped.

Regardless of whether Yan Liwu was the real murderer of King Dingyuan, and whether it was Yan Liwu himself who wrote to Wen Jingyuan asking for an edict in exchange for his life, once this edict was sent to the palace and became King Qinglian's trump card to evade punishment, even if the crime of killing people and stealing goods was completely implemented, no one would be able to clear his name.

"I take back the preface." Glancing at the garrison mansion in the city, Chu Ci turned to Jun Wunian, "Please ask Boss Jun to contact Junzilou or Shizi, no matter who it is, you must find Miss Yan to find out the truth before the edict takes effect, otherwise when King Qinglian recovers his identity, it will be the day when His Royal Highness will be ruined." ”

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From June 17 to 19, there is a custom of sacrificing to the mountain god in the Yunhuai area, the sheng song and dance are prosperous during the day, and the lantern market is lively at night, and the whole night is in the midst of singing and laughing.

Yan Liwu was dragged to the market by a group of girls who were drunk in the Snow Moon Building, and Xiao Fengyue stayed in the building to watch the store under the pretext that she didn't like to be noisy. The flower drum that symbolizes the opening of the night market has been beaten three times, and the tuk tuk knock on the door sounded on time outside the inner hall.

"Pretend to be a decent gentleman, if you want to enter, you can enter, the old lady is not in the mood to run to open the door for you." Xiao Fengyue half leaned on the couch and spoke coldly.

"What's so angry?" The door opened and closed, and Mu Jiuge smiled and groaned into the hall, and his every move revealed the familiarity of the interior of the drunken wind and snow moon building. Sitting on the edge of the couch without care, Mu Jiuge provoked a smile and laughed with half a strand of hair: "Na, after so many years of good looks, this is the second time that I have taken the initiative to invite me to the door, and sure enough, I still have me in my heart, right?" I'll help you in the building later—"

Click, the cold big pu fan slapped on Mu Jiuge's face.

Xiao Fengyue's slender eyebrows were slanted: "Say it yourself, what did I come to you for last time?" ”

"Because my men came to the building to drink and make trouble." Mu Jiuge replied with peace of mind, snatched the pu fan and fanned it leisurely, "I know, I know, it's definitely not a good thing for you to come to me this time, it's a good thing that you won't look for me, sure enough, people who are too close are the most unkind!" ”

Rolled her eyes twice in a row, and laughed angrily: "Isn't you the thickest skinned gentleman in your gentleman's building?" I haven't seen any progress in your kung fu over the years, and your mouth and face are getting thicker and thicker day by day. Less nonsense, looking for you to have something serious to say. Xiao Fengyue sat upright, and her face suddenly became gloomy: "Let me ask you, is Junzilou trying to force my sister to death?" ”

"What's your sister?" Mu Jiuge didn't understand for a while, paused, and quickly reacted, so surprised that he almost jumped up from the couch, "Miss Yan?" Is she here with you? ”

"Don't care where she is, I just ask you, what does the prince of Dingyuan mean? Does he have to force a good girl to be heartbroken before he is satisfied? ”

Although Xiao Fengyue did not answer positively, the questions raised were enough to prove that Yan Liwu was in the drunken Fengxue Moon Building. Mu Jiuge was overjoyed, jumped to the ground and rubbed his hands a few times, and suddenly ran to the couch to stare at Xiao Fengyue, just when Xiao Fengyue was stared at by him and wanted to raise his foot to kick someone, Mu Jiuge suddenly bent over, held Xiao Fengyue's cheek and kissed it.

"You are my nobleman, great nobleman!" Relieved, he let out a long sigh of relief, and Mu Jiuge was full of energy, "No, I have to tell right away-"

Without waiting for Mu Jiu Ge to finish speaking, Xiao Fengyue's face suddenly changed, and she grabbed the placket of his clothes tightly, and her face was gloomy: "You dare to tell the people of Junzi Building, don't think about stepping into the Drunken Wind and Snow Moon Building for half a step in the future!" ”

Mu Jiuge didn't expect Xiao Fengyue to react like this, he was stunned for a long time, and his mouth was full of confusion: "You came to me, and you refused to let me tell others, so what's the difference between me coming and not coming?" Do you know that in order to find Miss Yan, almost all the children of Junzilou have been dispatched, and even I have rushed back from Qinxi all the way, do you want to let me know the whereabouts of Miss Yan but hide the ink feelings? ”

Wen Moqing's name came out of Mu Jiuge's mouth, and Xiao Fengyue's face immediately changed again, from angry to ruthless sneering, the change made Mu Jiuge both surprised and helpless.

"Li Wei was forced to go out one day after marrying into the Wen family, what are you doing as her? A prostitute who comes and goes when she is called? Who died, who lost something, find out the cause and effect and then theorize and convict, why don't you put a basin on a girl's head without asking? When you are happy, you are kind to women, and when you are unhappy, sad, or sad, you can send people to chase and kill you with a change of face, and sure enough, the men who come out of your gentleman's building are all merciless! Xiao Fengyue scolded without shying away from it, and her face was even more resolute and cold, "You can go and tell the prince of Dingyuan, tell her that Liwu is here with me, and he wants to take revenge on the old lady waiting for him here at any time, but if he can really bear to be moved by a hair, he is not a man!" ”

After knowing each other for many years, Mu Jiuge has never seen Xiao Fengyue so angry, his soft voice is both comforting and persuading, and after receiving more than a dozen fists on his body, he finally coaxed Xiao Fengyue to be more stable, so he cautiously asked tentatively: "Did Miss Yan say that someone in Junzilou chased and killed her?" Have you seen it with your own eyes? ”

"Do you need me to confirm it with my own eyes? Do you think you're playing with your life? ”

Seeing that Xiao Fengyue was about to get angry again, Mu Jiuge hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, no, I just want to ask, are you and Miss Yan sure that the person who chased and killed her is from Junzilou?" ”

Seeing Xiao Fengyue's suspicious expression, Mu Jiuge probably understood seven or eight points, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on the couch with his arms crossed.

"Ah Yue, you can not believe other people's words, but you must believe what I say - Mo Qing did send people to look for Miss Yan everywhere, but not to arrest her and hold her responsible, but to protect her. It's just that these words can't be stated publicly, otherwise Mo Qing will fall into the dilemma of unfilial piety and injustice, no matter what, he should also consider his situation. As for the people who chased and killed Miss Yan, I think most of them were pretended by outsiders, and it was much cheaper to fake a nameplate of a gentleman's building than to buy good clothes. ”