That kind of thought is an evil thought, and even he knows it himself, and it is really unreasonable to have a desire to take it for himself.

Qiansang saw Yan Xuanfeng from afar, and Yan Xuanfeng couldn't wait, left the throne, and came towards the Danxi.

"Don't do this great gift, give me a seat." As he spoke, he smiled happily, and when he saw that Asan was even better than before, the smile on his face also appeared.

"Your Majesty."

"Hmm." He was still staring at himself, which made Asano-san feel at a loss, Asano-san exhaled, and his eyes fell on Yan Xuanfeng's face.

"Hmm." As he spoke, he asked, "Knowing that you are well, I will let you enter Beijing immediately, which is presumptuous, but I do hope that you can come to the imperial capital to help me." With a sad face, she understood that the emperor had encountered state affairs, and this was still relatively difficult to solve.

Now, summon yourself to the imperial capital, or to make a decision. After she came up with this idea, she went to see Yan Xuanfeng again, and found that Yan Xuanfeng was indeed not an idle person, three years ago, the imperial capital was still in chaos, but now, it has been Heqing Haiyan.

In this, Yan Xuanfeng's great achievements are naturally indispensable, he has always been gentle and taciturn, but he has a very avant-garde mind and a lot of flexible skills.

"I wonder what happened to the emperor?" Qiansang Qi asked, in fact, how much she wanted to match the relationship between Yan Xuanfeng and Yan Difeng.

If the two of them can reconcile as before, and take care of the relationship between brothers and sisters, then won't their mission end early? But the matter has come to this point, as if he is really powerless, although he has tried many times, Yan Xuanfeng and Yan Difeng are as nervous.

"Bai Shenguo and the Republic of China have already calmed down the civil strife, among the three kingdoms, only my country is poor and weak, I think about it, but the relationship between me and my courtiers is not very good, you are now a princess, I hope ......"

"I know exactly what you mean, and I'm here to help." Now that her body has healed, these things are also imminent and need to be done.

Love?

No, no, she can't love. She reminded herself that she was just the spirit of a flower, could she stay with people for a lifetime? She is just a flower, and after these things are fully handled, she will leave early, and she will never step into the red dust for eternity.

"In addition to this, there are also these things, which make me rack my brains." As he spoke, he brought the song in his hand to him.

Baohe Palace, ordinary people have no chance to enter, speaking of which, it is also very difficult to get to Baohe Palace, now, not only has she arrived at Baohe Palace, but also has the opportunity to see the Songshu. She was a little apprehensive, in fact, they had worked closely together before.

He called her a "military advisor", to be honest, that period of time was also the most vertical and horizontal era in memory, but everything gradually passed, and the external strife could not be leveled by anyone's own strength, but required the mutual cooperation and pull of many forces.

In order to let the war subside as soon as possible, in order to no longer see the flames in the sky, she made a plan to let Yan Difeng and Yan Xuanfeng be together, and the two worked together.

Are the two of them going to turn against each other again? Is the atmosphere getting subtle again? And why hasn't really torn the skin yet? Probably just because they were in poor health some time ago, they often focused on her so much that they forgot to face each other.

Thinking of the fate of the future Yan Ling Kingdom, her mood changed sharply, and she understood that the best way to really resolve the dispute other than to let them rebuild the old friendship was to let one of the two people die.

So who do you choose to sacrifice in this action of abandoning the pawn to protect the car?

Emperor Yan is indifferent to the Yin Owl, although he is a pillar of talent, but he is definitely not a genius, such a person who is keen on power, what sensational things will he do once he has power in his hands is really unimaginable.

As for Yan Xuanfeng in front of her, she was honest and meticulous, and she was a real emperor's talent, she couldn't help but nod when she thought of this.

"This will help me see." Yan Xuanfeng said while handing over the song, this is a letter from the Ministry of War Shangshu requesting the dispatch of troops, which is very clear, hoping to take the army to kill the prestige of the Republic of China.

After reading it, she asked, "What is our strength?" Yan Xuanfeng next to him frowned, "After many fights, it's not as good as before." ”

"What are the odds?"

"Let's keep it even." Yan Xuanfeng said, she nodded, pondered for a while, and with a stroke of her pen, she had already dismissed this note, in fact, this is also what Yan Xuanfeng meant, but Yan Xuanfeng needed her to tell herself why she did this.

He didn't wait for Xuanfeng to ask, he had already narrated - "This first, since there is no chance of winning, it is not an unprepared battle, and investing troops is just a loss of life and money."

"This second, the side has been like this for many years, it is much better to pacify than provoke, the two armies are fighting, but the people are miserable, if you want to really have long-term peace and stability, according to my omission, it is better to write a letter to the monarch of the Yu Republic of China."

"This, how to make it? How is the letter worded? Even if the letter is written, what if there is no news of it? ”

"The monarch of the Yu Republic will pay attention, the problem of Biansai is not only our problem, but also their problem, this letter is written like this......" Assan-sang said as he wrote hard, and Yan Xuanfeng next to him was dumbfounded.

She is just a woman, but in dealing with things, she has a lot of skills, and she is resolute, without the slightest appearance of dragging mud and water, and after a while, she has written a letter, and then solemnly gave it to the man in front of her, and she browsed ten lines at a glance.

Seeing that she wrote very stakes, the head of the analysis was Tao, and the wording of this letter was neither humble nor arrogant, and it did not seem to be from a girl's hand at all.

"This problem has been solved, let the envoy send the letter over, the two countries will not fight the envoy, after they read it, sooner or later there will be an answer, this matter should be done sooner rather than later, and please ask the emperor to immediately order the minister to do it." Her shrewd eyes looked at Yan Xuanfeng.

"Okay, okay, let's do it." Yan Xuanfeng thought so, nodded his beard, and let the eunuch in, and after such and such an order, he gave another red cover to Qiansang.

Asa-san knew that in the imperial capital, the color of the song was different.

Only the royal relatives can use red, the three princes and nine kings use white, and the rest are beige. As for red and white, the content in it is not red and white, but only to distinguish who sent it, so that it can be prioritized when dealing with it.

Now, the red song has arrived, and she knows that this is a matter between the royal relatives and relatives, so she held it and looked at it.

"Why don't you deal with it?"

"Blood is thicker than water, so I am also in a dilemma." When he said this, she almost understood, nodded, and opened the note to see, there were a lot of white notes floating out of the note, and she read them one by one, these notes were like chicken feather letters, densely written.

It turned out to be an anonymous letter from many people, and it was finally sent to Yan Xuanfeng's side, judging from the blurred handwriting, it was not accumulated in a year or two, as if he had some thoughts.

"What a corrupt official, it is really a three-year Qing prefect, 100,000 snowflakes of silver, such a person, you keep it, it is equivalent to raising a tiger and killing it." She finished reading it, and her tone was categorical.

"Strategist, ...... you" Yan Xuanfeng looked at the woman in front of him in embarrassment, sighed, and said sadly: "He is also a clan relative, before, in a battle, he pulled me out of the pile of dead, and now I have killed him, which seems to be ...... reason."