Looking at Kang Rui's unpredictable expression, Zhuang Wanqin knew that there must be nothing good.

"You say, tell me the truth."

Zhuang Wanqin's tone was calm, but the tightly clenched fists revealed the uneasiness in her heart.

"The prince must be mentally prepared."

Kang Rui sighed lightly. The prince is like this, but it's okay to say it, maybe the prince has a way to save them?

At Zhuang Wanqin's signal, Kang Rui cleared his throat, took another sip of tea on the table, and slowly went through the matter one by one.

"Do you remember Zhu Hong and them?"

The first lieutenant to be rescued by himself?

"Of course I do."

Back then, the man was alone in the border city for more than ten days. The boss has already died, and there is no shortage of food and grass, and he is about to be trapped in the border city.

In the spirit of preferring to die, the man rushed out of the city gate with the few remaining soldiers.

If this battle is not successful, it will be benevolent!

Even the remnants of the defeated army could not stop them from struggling for a whole day and night.

When the dawn of the morning shines on the land, the purple and red earth reflects a trace of golden light.

However, there was also a beam of silver light shining towards Zhu Hong, who was still holding on.

That's the arrow of the local master!

The bow has been drawn into the shape of a full moon, and the arrow is still on the string, so you can see the power of the person holding the bow.

If this arrow really came out, it was probably going to penetrate Zhu Hong's body.

With the golden light, the enemy general let go of the hand that controlled the arrow......

At that moment, Zhu Hong smiled, a satisfied smile - as a general, being able to die on the battlefield is the destination that many soldiers yearn for.

Zhuang Wanqin, who came from afar, understood Zhu Hong's expression of looking at death as if he were at home, and without hesitation, he took out an arrow that was polished to a silver shine from the quiver on his back, and coldly aimed at the place where the enemy's arrow would fall.

A whoosh broke through the air, followed by a broken arrow that grazed Zhu Hong's face.

It's okay, it's okay. It's just a scratch of the skin.

That was the first time Zhu Hong and Zhuang Wanqin met. Zhuang Wanqin still remembers Zhu Hong's ignorance when he heard that he said that he was the regent.

Those who fight on the battlefield have a life and death, but who does not spare their lives?

Since then, Zhu Hong has followed Zhuang Wanqin to fight one battle after another, and the relationship between the two has changed from a subordinate to a friend of life and death.

"It's not just Zhu Hong, Qi Xing, Fang Shaolong, Gu Lingkai...... I remember it all. ”

These people are all brothers on the battlefield, how can they forget?

Kang Rui was a little helpless when he heard Zhuang Wanqin say the names of these people so easily. He knew that with Zhuang Wanqin's affectionate and righteous temperament, it was impossible to forget.

It's not going to be easy now.

"These people are not in the capital now."

When Kang Lingqi heard this, he understood which people Zhuang Wanqin was talking about. Although she is just a woman, she has been wandering outside on her own, and she still knows a little about these things.

It was precisely because he knew that he looked at Zhuang Wanqin worriedly.

These people ......

"These people are now doing what they did best a few years ago." Kang Rui secretly glanced at Zhuang Wanqin, whose face was still calm, and continued: "In the words of the empress, it is: make the best use of things. ”

Is that so? But I haven't heard of any wars in Nan recently, except for ......

Suddenly, Zhuang Wanqin seemed to realize something. Nervously asked Kang Rui, "Where are they?" ”

Don't be what she thinks!

"In Congcheng."

After Kang Rui finished speaking, he saw that something seemed to be extinguished in Zhuang Wanqin's eyes.

Sure enough, that's where it is.

Although Zhuang Wanqin has been out playing, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything, she still knows about the war in Congcheng.

After all, this war can be described as unprecedented.

It's completely one-sided.

And Congcheng's side is the masochistic side.

Even so, Nan Guo did not have the idea of giving up Congcheng at all.

Zhuang Wanqin agrees with this point. As an important checkpoint in Nanguo, if it is lost, it will not only greatly reduce morale, but also make Nanguo lose a very important protective barrier.

In this way, the safety of the people of Nanguo is not guaranteed.

It's just that the thought of his brothers being sent to that kind of place makes me really unbearable.

They can be appointed as generals, they can be automatically asked for help, they can be entrusted with important tasks, but they are assigned to the past like this...... She didn't know how they were going to face the soldiers.

Without the majesty of the original general, how can they command the soldiers? And how to convince the soldiers?

"It's time to sue those who are secretly preparing, it's time to act."

Zhuang Wanqin took a deep breath. Those who are affected by themselves or not, I will let you know that you will not be wrong in choosing me!

"Yes, lord."

"Dad," Kang Lingqi called Kang Rui, who was about to enter the room, "I want to follow the prince." ”

Looking at her daughter's serious expression, Kang Rui knew that she wasn't joking. Of course he knows his daughter's temperament as a father.

At the same time, Kang Rui also knew how obsessed his daughter was with Zhuang Wanqin.

Thinking about his hard work all his life, doesn't he just want his children to live the life they want? Now that she's decided, there's nothing more for her to say.

"It's decided, go back and have a good rest, and follow my father to the court tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

No one thought that Zhuang Wanqin would fail, she would always be the regent in their hearts who loved the people like a son, and she would always be the general who terrified the enemy.

Kang Rui waited for Kang Lingqi to be far away, and then went to the secret place and took out the pigeons they used to communicate with every day.

When the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were ready, Kang Rui found that his hands were trembling because he was too excited. The ink dripped from the tip of the pen, casting a drop of black on the rice paper.

After repeated revisions, only four words remained on the final text: the east wind has arrived.

This piece of rice paper was issued, and all the major forces in the capital were ready to move. Those who have been prepared for a long time have already begun to work, ready to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight in this struggle, and pick up a few pieces of fat that have fallen by the way.

And those who received the rice paper were all excited, eager to let the world know that they had made the right choice.

Before dawn, one by one they were already ready to go to the court. Whether it was Zhuang Wanqin's people or not, they all wanted to see how Zhuang Wanqin would compete with the dominant Wang Fan.

However, it was destined to disappoint them.

Because of Zhuang Wanqin, she didn't come to the court at all!

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and the whispering voice broke the serious atmosphere in the court.

"It's all silent." Wang Fan looked at the people standing in the hall and said solemnly: "Now that the trouble in Congcheng is getting bigger and bigger, what do you colleagues think?" ”

"The minister thinks that peace should still be sought." An old civil official walked out of the queue, glanced at Wang Fan, and continued: "My Nanguo has just been established for a little more than a year, and the foundation is temporarily unstable, and it will take a few more years to lay a solid foundation to be the right way. ”

"Say what?" The voice of opposition was too loud, and everyone's eyes were drawn away.

"Sum, sum. You poor literati know how to make peace. Will summing everything be solved? This country is reconciled, and there will be more countries to attack. What should we do when the time comes, do we have to keep seeking peace? ”