As soon as Songzhou rebelled, the army of Chang'an City was about to move, and He Zhichun, Cui Jiu, as well as the British Duke and Uncle Sun Guo, went to Zhongnan Mountain quickly.

Although she is now the crown prince, the tiger talisman that mobilizes the army is still in the hands of the saint.

The palace is on the top of the mountain, and the snow has not yet melted.

As soon as He Zhichun and the two of them reached the top, they saw the saint who was in high spirits and was boxing.

It was cold, but he was only wearing a middle coat, his face was full of red light and sweating, and Father-in-law Bao was holding a sweat towel on one side, shivering from the cold.

Lu Mingfu sat on a large bluestone slab sticking out of the mountain, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, letting it blow in the northwest wind, I stood still, quite a kind of Dao bone fairy wind.

He Zhichun frowned, and immediately put on a surprised face: "Daddy, you're all right!" God bless! Thank you Sanqing Patriarch! ”

The saint's eyes turned red, "No, I almost can't see me!" Why did you Aiqing come to Nanshan in such a hurry? ”

"Sage, King Wu is reversed, please send the British Duke and Uncle to Songzhou." Cui Jiu replied disdainfully, pretend, you two can pretend!

The sage picked up the handkerchief on the plate and wiped the beads of sweat on his sideburns, "Has Tianbao used the morning food?" I beat two pheasants yesterday, and they were stewed deliciously, and you are all blessed. ”

As he spoke, Father-in-law Bao took his coat and put it on for him.

Uncle Sun Guo and the saint were brothers and sisters, and when he saw the appearance of the saint alive and vigorous, he immediately shouted angrily, "I heard that the saint is not good, but my voice is hoarse from crying." ”

It was said before that the saint was going to die, which scared the common people to marry women one after another, and those who could have babies hurriedly gave birth to babies, for fear that they would encounter a national funeral immediately.

The result? Hehe...... Can this old guy still boxing in a mid-coat? It's like someone to die?

A little liar and an old liar, Daqing is going to end! It's a pity that he is a grandfather, and he cries like a fool.

Can you give the tears back to so-and-so? Maybe the cold will turn into ice slag.

The villain in the heart of the British public is also jumping up and scolding, but his friendship with the saint is not as good as Uncle Sun Guo, so he is embarrassed to open his mouth.

But when he thought about it, he was relieved that he wasn't the worst person! The worst is obviously King Wu!

The appearance of the saint, what else he can't understand, it is obvious that he is deceiving King Wu and stimulating him to rebel earlier!

The old saint's face was not red at all, "Isn't Tianbao young, and it's a little lady, can't I rest assured?" With Li Aiqing's assistance from Uncle Guo, I can recuperate with peace of mind, and I am very good. The prince's excerpt has already been approved, but the expedition is not a matter of a while, Taixu Province chooses tomorrow as a good day, and tomorrow will leave Chang'an City. ”

The British Duke and Uncle Sun Guo both arched their hands, "No." ”

To be honest, they have never put King Wu in their eyes, one day earlier and one day later, there is not much difference.

Anyway, they had no way to march in a hurry, and in one day, they attacked Songzhou from Chang'an City.

"Let's have breakfast first." As he spoke, the saint walked into the room with his hands behind his back.

The group followed, and Gonggong Bao led a group of people and had already set up the meal.

The sage finished drinking a bowl of soup, and then he spoke: "I want Tianbao to go to Songzhou, what does Li Aiqing think of his uncle?" ”

"No way!" As soon as the British soup spoon was put aside, he immediately took the lead in objecting.

Uncle Sun pondered for a moment, "Sage, if a gentleman does not stand under the wall, there has never been a reason for the prince to go on an expedition. ”

Throughout the ages, the prince has gone on expeditions, almost always under two circumstances, one is the founding of the country, and the prince also needs military merits to grab land with his brothers; The second is that the saint went out on the expedition, and the prince followed him to get military merits.

I have never heard that when the country is stable, the sage is in the court, but let the prince go out to fight.

Because if you win, then what reward do you give the prince? You can't give up the dragon chair under your ass for him to sit on, right?

If he loses, then the prince's prestige will be ruined, and he will not be able to sit in the East Palace, won't the country be in turmoil?

In case you are unfortunate enough to be killed and captured by the anti-thief, it will be beautiful!

No matter how you think about it, it's all an inappropriate decision! Is the saint confused, or does he want to change the crown prince?

Uncle Sun Guo sweated as he thought about it.

The British public heard that he echoed: "What Uncle Guo said is very true, please think twice." The saint has just recovered from a serious illness, and the prince should not leave his body to show filial piety. ”

The sage smiled, "Do you have the confidence to defeat King Wu?" ”

The British Duke straightened his chest, "The minister swears not to dishonor." ”

To put it mildly, just King Wu's wine bag and rice bag, so that Ah Tian can defeat Songzhou as the coach.

I don't know what he has swelled into, so he has to rebel.

Songzhou is Shangzhou, and there were originally more than 5,000 government troops, even if he secretly poked and poked to recruit troops, how many people, a group of rabble, could compare to Wang Shi?

What's more, the veteran generals in the court are still there, just with him and Uncle Sun Guo, he has killed more people than King Wu, so can he still be afraid of him?

The sage smiled again, "A battle that can definitely be won, why don't you want the prince to go to Liwei?" ”

The saint said, looking at He Zhichun kindly, He Zhichun pinned his head to the side, and her heart was still full of heart.

The saint didn't care, "My body is not as good as before." ”

As soon as his words fell, there were faint tears flashing in the eyes of the British duke, Uncle Sun Guo took a look, his mother's old fox, you say cry, cry, don't you seem to have no friendship? But who knows if the saints are deceitful again? I can't cry!

Is it difficult to screw yourself?

"I'm really worried about Tianbao! You see, when I get sick, there are people who rebel, and what if I die? Can't those people unite and devour my heavenly treasure alive? So, two Aiqing, lend your hands and feet to Tianbao, let her go to Songzhou, and beat those people speechless. ”

The British male fox glanced at the saint suspiciously, so you really don't want to change the prince?

He weighed some in his heart, if the saint dared to change the prince, he would not agree to ten thousand, their whole family was on He Zhichun's thief ship, if the saint dared to change the prince, don't blame him for tearing his face, as long as the prince gave an order, he would support the army and rebel.

Li Siwen, who led Jin Wuwei, plus Xue Gui, who was far away in Goguryeo, plus the forces of Yuezhou and Jingzhou, the king could be obtained.

The British were silent.

Uncle Sun scolded secretly, why don't you pick up the stubble! He turned around in his heart a few times, but he still stubbornly said, "The saint thinks twice." ”

No matter how bald your mouth is, he still thinks that it is too risky to let him take the prince on the expedition.

Uncle Sun Guo said, glanced at He Zhichun, look at this little arm and leg, if he dies, who is it?

He Zhichun was furious, Uncle Guo, why do you look at me like a chick?

I am also the one who laid down the royal capital of Goguryeo!

Uncle Sun Guo rolled his eyes, was that what you did? Isn't that what Li Tian and Xue Gui fought, how big is the cheek!