Chang Yuan stepped forward, "Boss, don't you withdraw your troops now?" The emperor's three gold medals urgently summoned you back to the dynasty, undoubtedly not wanting you to make your achievements overshadowed. What's more, what kind of climate can that puppet in Kashgar become, let him march instead of you, doesn't it force Dashuo's army to death? ”

Feng Lihua casually threw a gold medal to Chang Yuan, Chang Yuan was frightened, and hurriedly reached out to take it, "Boss, you can't lose it." ”

"I can't lose it, I can't take it, what do you say?" The wind flower asked.

Chang Yuan frowned, "This--if you don't go back, it's a protest, but if you go back-it's undoubtedly handing over the power to Kashgar." Kashgar is the emperor's man, and it is not wise for the emperor to take back the military power in such a way as to change generals. For the war, for Beizhao, there is no benefit. ”

"Just be nice to the emperor." In the words of the wind flowers.

"The emperor's move is bound to be unpopular." Chang Yuan sighed lightly, a little annoyed, seeing that he had already fought here, but he wanted to change the general and hand over the military power to the reckless man in Kashgar. Chang Yuan was unwilling, but there was no other way.

Feng Lihua got up, playing with the gold medal given by the emperor in his hand, with an evil smile on the corner of his lips, "Whatever the emperor wants, we will give it." If you want military power, we will give it. If you want to expel me from the court, I have nothing to say. In the end, he is a son of heaven, as a courtier, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. ”

Kashgar came in from outside, and he didn't understand it, but just looked at the wind with a sneer, "Is the coach still hesitating?" The three gold medals are all here, and you plan to stay? ”

"Do you want to stay and die?" The wind is full of evil chuckles, "If you don't obey the order, is it a crime that deserves death?" ”

Kashgar smiled, "It seems that the coach also knows the priorities. ”

Chang Yuan stepped forward, "Don't go too far. ”

"The emperor has an order, and you dare to resist and disobey it?" Kashgar is proud.

"How dare you disobey." In the wind, the flowers swept their sleeves and sat down, "Changyuan, clean up and return to the dynasty one day." ”

"Boss?!" Chang Yuan was cold.

"Why, you have to disobey my orders?" The wind flower raised her eyebrows.

Chang Yuan glared at Kashgar hatefully, turned around and walked out of the Chinese military tent.

"Okay, you should go, this place is too small to accommodate your big Buddha." Fenglihua glanced at Kashgar, and spit out lightly, "Get out!" ”

Kashgar sneered, "Now that you are like this, you are still as arrogant as before, see how long you can be arrogant." ”

"It's not bothering, Kashgar should think about it, the taste of the head hanging at the head of Dashuo City!" The wind is smiling, "I'm not alarmist, this year is not easy to deal with, if you can't keep it, you have to be in a different place." Of course, if you can be a traitor, you might be able to save your life. You might as well give this trick a try. ”

"Phew." Kashgar scoffed, "You think I'll be so easily subdued by the ages? Now I have a heavy army in my hand, what is that year, how many generals have died in my hands, even if there are two more years, I will kill it. ”

The flowers in the wind lay softly on the soft couch, "I will wait for the news of your defeat in Beizhao, go slowly, and don't send it." ”

Kashgar snorted coldly and swaggered out of the Chinese military tent.

Behind him, the flowers in the wind swept his sleeves, and the gold medals in his hands turned into brilliant gold dust in an instant, and they fell from the palms of his hands one after another. There is a famous saying since ancient times: If you want to take it, you must give it first.

In short, it's about getting away with it.

Chang Yuan then came in, "Boss? ”

"What is the situation in the Eastern Capital?" The flowers in the wind close their eyes and refresh their minds.

"I heard that Xiao Dongming was beheaded a while ago to show the public, and now the third prince and the holy daughter are preparing to hold a marriage." Chang Yuan lowered his voice.

His eyes opened slightly, and Feng Lihua sat up, "Do it again?" That's great, too. It's rare that Shangguan Feng's old thing has a heart, and he still remembers to give my sister a new one. If it's not grand enough, I'll screw off his ears. ”

Chang Yuan nodded, "Presumably, Shangguan Feng will not treat his daughter badly." ”

Fenglihua sighed lightly, "My precious nephew, I don't know what is going on now, but is it heavier and taller?" ”

"I don't know." Chang Yuan frowned.

Hearing this, the wind flower lay back lazily, "Tell me to go down, the emperor can do whatever he wants, and it is best to help." What the emperor wants to do, he can make as much trouble as he can. Do you understand? ”

Chang Yuan was stunned, as if he understood something, and nodded, "Understood." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Chang Yuan realized something and hurriedly asked, "Is the boss planning to return to Beizhao?" ”

"What are you going back for? Chopped Princess Dan and avenged my sister-in-law? Or do you want to give a generous gift, thank her for fulfilling Ah Jing and Xiao Dongli, so that I have my precious nephew? That's it, go back and stare at it, I still feel upset! Fenglihua shook her hand, "I still have something to do, just in time to have time." ”

Chang Yuan frowned, "It's too dangerous." ”

"Do you think I'm too good-looking, so it's too dangerous to go out?" The wind flowers squinted at him.

Chang Yuan coughed lightly, "Yes-sort of!" ”

"Dishonest." In the wind, the flowers exhaled like an orchid, and their fingertips brushed through the temples, "Yes, yes, no, no, what do you mean?" Go and prepare, and we'll leave Artemisia City tomorrow. ”

"Why don't you think about it again?" Chang Yuan hesitated.

The wind is in the wind.

Chang Yuan was stunned and stepped forward quickly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, I could only hear the crisp sound of the long sword in my hand, and the cold blade of the sword was already on my neck. Feng Lihua held the sword in his backhand and pressed the cold sword against his neck, the blade of the sword moved forward, and a little blood spilled out in an instant, "Don't let me say it a second time." ”

"Yes." Nagasaki lowered his eyebrows.

The wind flickered the fingertips, and the cold sword was unmistakably unscabbed. Only then did he lazily close his eyes and continue to close his eyes to recuperate.

Chang Yuan let out a long breath, and what Feng Lihua decided was not allowed to be ignored at all. He is used to having his own rules of behavior and does not change them for anyone.

Now that the wind flower has decided, Changyuan can only do it.

However, as the wind flower said, Kashgar cannot become a climate, on the contrary - sooner or later it will die in the hands of Nian Shizhong. Who is the weight of the year, the scheming and the city, in fact, ordinary people can be compared. In the two palace changes, he was able to get out of the whole body, which shows that this person is extraordinary.

The Beizhao army, which has no flowers in the wind, is like a group of dragons without a leader, and its morale has long been different.

But before she can do what she has to do, she has to meet someone.

A very important and extremely important person.

He was locked in the dungeon of Youzhou, quietly thinking about the things that happened in front of him, the reenactment of scenes, and the memories over and over again.

In the wind, Hua rode straight to Youzhou and went directly to the dungeon.

In the dark dungeon, there is no life, there is just the breath of **. is like a soldier who died on the battlefield, the body with ** body, after being exposed to the sun and rain, the breath that permeated it.

Because of the war, the dungeon has fallen into disrepair, and now there is still water seeping on the roof.

There is water that seeps down from the top, forming a small puddle on the ground, and the clear sound of falling water is like a human heartbeat, calm and stable but revealing indescribable sadness.

He sat facing the wall, hunched over his waist, silent.