Duan Jinming's actions were fast, and with his long-term combat experience, he had already made a preliminary guess about the battle plans of the foreign races, and sent heavy troops to guard those places that were vulnerable to invasion.

In addition, because Fu Xin mentioned that it was best not to have another war, he sent an envoy to the foreign territory to negotiate peace, agreeing to exchange the foreign treasure map for the cessation of the war on the northwest border, and the two sides reached an agreement that as long as Xiliang could hand over the treasure map within a month, the foreign tribe would not intrude on the northwest border.

Fu Xin had already packed his things and glanced at Duan Jinming: "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Duan Jinming responded: "Go back to the imperial city first, the matter of the imperial tomb still needs to be discussed." ”

Thousands of men marched in the direction of the Imperial City, and the remaining troops remained on the northwest frontier just in case.

In the study, Fu Xin learned a lot from Duan Jinming.

It turns out that the imperial tomb of the former dynasty is not just as simple as getting a treasure map when you go in, there are many mechanisms there, and the prevention is tomb robbery.

Fu Xin stared at the map in a daze, and asked for a long time: "Where is the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty?" ”

As far as she knew, the Western Liang moved the capital after the founding of the country, but Liang Xuanci really didn't have this thing in the memory of the mediocre empress.

The corners of Duan Jinming's mouth twitched, obviously he didn't expect this person to even know about this big thing, it stands to reason that he is three or two years older than Liang Xuanci, and the era of life is not too much different, the change of dynasty is only a few years old, Liang Xuanci can't remember it at all.

Thinking of the change of dynasty, Duan Jinming's heart jumped, his face pretended to be calm, and replied: "In Hengzhou." ”

"Hengzhou?" Fu Xin felt that this word was a little familiar, and she used her brain for a moment before she remembered, "Is this the flowery bag... Flower... Where does Hua Guijun and his brother rule? ”

Flower Bag ......

Duan Jinming pulled the corners of his mouth, looking at her appearance, he knew that she had even forgotten Hua Ronglan's name.

He nodded helplessly: "That's right, Hua Ronglan's brother Hua Rongzun is the governor of Hengzhou." ”

"Oh!" Fu Xin showed a clear look, and he didn't have much interest in Hua Ronglan and his family's affairs, "That's it, let's go to Hengzhou later, without further ado, you go back and pack up and leave." ”

Duan Jinming stood for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Do you need to bring some people?" ”

"Bring someone?" Fu Xin was stunned for a moment, and waved his hand indifferently, "It's enough for me to have you to escort me." ”

"Okay." Duan Jinming lowered his eyes and saluted, "The last general will retire." ”

It took a long time for Fu Xin to react, this is a two-person world!

She was immediately happy, and even wanted to hum a little song when she was packing up.

When she came to this plane, she was entangled in many affairs, and she was drafted and went to the northwest, and she didn't really have any free time, so she couldn't help but secretly sigh that this emperor was not easy to be, and she thought she could have a good time before she came.

However, the sky was unsatisfactory, and not long after Fu Xin was proud, the voice of Hua Sao Bao came from the door of the main hall.

"I heard that Your Majesty is going to Hengzhou?"

Fu Xin tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't intend to hide it, "That's true." ”

"So Your Majesty is going to leave the ministers alone in the empty room again?"

Hua Sao Bao's tone was a little complaining, as if he was getting rid of a complaining husband, which scared Fu Xin out of goosebumps.

Dude, I'm not familiar with this one, do I?

However, inexplicably, looking at Hua Ronglan's complaining eyes, a picture suddenly flashed in her mind, a child squatting in the imperial garden, also revealing this kind of complaining little eyes, which seemed to be Liang Xuanci's deep memory.