"But why did King Qi let Du Zhiruo leave Shilipu alive?" The criminal department Shangshu blurted out.

The emperor said: "This shows that if Du Zhiruo still has his value, King Qi can still use him." ”

After a pause, the emperor said again: "You tell Su Qing not to let her act rashly, just wait for my final notice." As for Du Zhiruo's side, I sent someone to keep an eye on it. ”

What is Du Zhiruo's value to the king, the emperor doesn't care at all.

He only cares about one thing.

When will Du Zhiruo leave Beijing.

The criminal department Shangshu nodded.

After some back and forth, the three of them conducted a detailed analysis of the initial strategic plan together.

And Du Zhiruo, who was remembered by everyone, was sitting in front of the mirror at the moment. 、

In my head, the rumbling laughter came and went, earth-shattering, sharp and piercing.

Ugly!

It's ugly!

It's ugly!

The shrill laughter of the people of Kyoto lingered as if someone had planted it in his head.

in the mirror.

The black face had a scabbed blood mark in the middle.

He, the dream lover of thousands of girls in Western Qin, has become this ghost?

Could it be that for the rest of his life, he will be like the pervert of King Qi, who has been wearing a mask to live?

Looking at his equally divided black face in the mirror, Du Zhiruo's whole body trembled.

Before, he was emotional, and when he was in Shilipu, he didn't think much about the change in the attitude of the bullshit saintess towards him, but now, ......

They clearly saw him disfigured, decided that his career was completely ruined, and did not respect him as an important person at all.

On the table in front of him, a letter had been written, Du Zhiruo picked up the letter, read it again from beginning to end, and then put it into a fire-lacquered sealed envelope, handed it to his entourage, and asked him to send the letter back to Xiqin quickly.

wants to replace him Du Zhiruo.

Then wait!

Taking a deep breath and glancing at himself in the mirror again, Du Zhiruo squeezed his fists and got up.

If you think that if I, Du Zhi, rely on this face to gain a foothold in the Western Qin court, then it is necessary for me to make you pay some fines for your ignorance.

Even if there is no beauty in the prosperous era, the Western Qin court is the same court that I Du Zhiruo has the final say!

Clenched his fists, Du Zhiruo turned his head and sat back behind the bookcase.

"You were looking for Fuyun's handwriting, but you found it?"

As soon as the words fell, an attendant stepped forward.

lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and hurriedly glanced at Du Zhiruo's face.

The few pieces of paper on the bookcase were pushed towards Du Zhiruo.

"My lord, this is a slave from the Pingyang Hou Mansion, Fuyun's current handwriting, the slave really can't find it, the first slave can't find Fuyun, and second, the slave can't sneak into the Nine Kings' Mansion."

Du Zhiruo didn't speak, took the pieces of paper, and looked at them carefully.

It's nothing more than some sad love poems.

The font is average, the handwriting is delicate, but the strokes are dull and there is no aura.

"Who is Xu Boqin?"

In these manuscripts of Fuyun, this name is frequently mentioned.

"The slave asked, it was Fuyun's fiancé, however, this person later changed his mind and wanted to marry the daughter of the former Ministry of Rites of the Great Xia Dynasty, and later at the wedding scene, because some cases were exposed on the spot, together with the former Ministry of Rites, he was assigned to the frontier."

"Idiot!"

Du Zhiruo scolded angrily.

I thought that this person could take advantage of it, but now, there is no chance at all.

"Do you find out who saved Fuyun?"

"Not yet, the Nine Kings Mansion is really like an iron bucket, impenetrable, and the minions haven't even found out whether Fuyun is in the Nine Kings Mansion now."

Du Zhiruo's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't speak again.

After carefully studying the words written by Fuyun, Du Zhiruo began to trace them.

All King Qi needed was a letter.

He just figured out Fuyun's handwriting.

It's not to satisfy King Qi, it's just to kill Su Qing!

Du Zhiruo has been smart since childhood, and his calligraphy has been personally guided by the master of Western Qin calligraphy, and he is quite accomplished.

He tried to imitate Fuyun's handwriting, and in the evening, although he did not learn very vividly, he could basically confuse the real with the false.

According to the request of King Qi, Du Zhiruo copied a template in Fuyun's handwriting, and just as he was collecting the pen, an entourage rushed in.

"My lord, there's a letter from the court!"

Du Zhiruo stopped the pen, put the brush on the pen stand, picked up the handkerchief on one side, wiped his hands, and took the letter.

The content of the letter was concise and to the point, and there was only one general meaning: when Du Zhiruo received this letter, the Western Qin army had already arrived at the border of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The blood was rolling, Du Zhiruo's face was flushed with red, and he slapped the table with one palm, "Okay!" It's finally here! ”

"Adult ....."

Du Zhiruo picked up the copy he wrote, took the letter, got up and strode out, "Go to Shilipu!" ”

Stepping out of the threshold, he slammed into him, and the attendant behind him almost hit him.

"Your Excellency?"

Du Zhiruo stuffed two letters to his entourage.

"This, you take it and hand it over to King Qi, and after handing it over to him, go back to Xiqin immediately."

"The minions don't have the paperwork."

Du Zhiruo walked back to the house in a few steps, took out a customs clearance document from the drawer, and handed it to his entourage.

The attendant answered, "What about you, my lord?" ”

"I'm going to join my Western Qin army now, you sent something, come to me non-stop, don't go back to Kyoto."

"But we still have people in the Binh Duong barracks."

"No matter, those people, leave them to King Qi for them to use, it's too late! If King Qi asks, you only say that I am sick in bed and still in the hotel. ”

After Du Zhiruo finished speaking, he hurriedly walked out.

A few excellent horses were grazing in the stable, and Du Zhiruo led one, got on the horse and left.

He must rush to the army as soon as possible and grasp the initiative and leadership of the army.

Otherwise, once King Qi chooses a new contact, then he will be an outcast.

If he is Du Zhiru, he can never become an outcast, he can only turn others into outcasts.

Outside the hotel, not far away, someone saw Du Zhiruo riding a horse and leaving, turning his head and going straight to the palace.

In the Imperial Study.

The emperor's eyes shone brightly, and he exhaled softly.

"This moment has finally come! Go, tell Su Qing, let her act immediately! ”

The emperor ordered that the people who came to report the news turned around and left.

It was already night like water, and the stars were shining.

Black Fox Ridge.

Fuxing and Yunxia roast rabbits in front of a campfire.

Not far away, Su Qing and Shangshu of the Criminal Department stood side by side.

The Shangshu of the Criminal Department relayed the contents of today's meeting with the emperor to Su Qing one by one.

“…… His Majesty meant that he would temporarily abandon the plan he had made before, and instead lead the army to Beiyan, and Beiyan would definitely raise the whole country's troops to meet the battle, so that Hou Ye had the opportunity to go straight into Beiyan's abdomen from the border of Nanliang. ”

Su Qing refused without thinking about it: "Ridiculous! Let's not say that changing tactics on the battlefield is a taboo for soldiers, just if we take the lead in attacking Beiyan, you can ensure that what Nanliang is entangled with my father at the border at the moment is all the elite troops of Nanliang?

Furthermore, what if Nanliang does not send troops? Wouldn't I be embattled!

This is a war, not a playhouse, and I want to play a show! ”

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