Fifty miles north of Zhengyang Pass, Jingzhou, Yecheng.

Zhengyangguan is the last barrier for Dasheng to fight against Beidi and other neighboring countries in the northwest, and Jingzhou is an important city to defend Zhengyangguan. Because of this, for a hundred years, it was basically garrisoned by the Meng army, which had the strongest combat effectiveness in the Dasheng Dynasty.

It was also for this reason that Meng Yuanheng chose Jingzhou as the assembly place for the 300,000 Meng family troops.

The 300,000 strong soldiers of the Meng family army quickly gathered to the same destination from all directions, and overnight it was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and all of them entered Jingzhou City, and before the Dasheng garrison could react, they occupied all the cities of Jingzhou without much effort. As for the Dasheng garrison, all of them were expelled, and those who refused to resist were killed.

Pity those Dasheng garrisons didn't understand until their heads landed or were expelled from the country, and the Meng family army of Xuanwangfu, which had been loyal to the monarch and loved the people for a hundred years and took it as their mission to protect the family and defend the country, had become the Dasheng rebels!

Since then, on the battlefield, they are no longer comrades fighting side by side, but enemies who need to fight against each other.

Yecheng is located in the center of Jingzhou, which is a relatively prosperous place in the barren northwest, and the Jingzhou Taishou Mansion is located here.

In the study of Taishoufu, a thin man in black clothes and white hair sat lazily behind the bookcase, squinting at the bright yellow holy decree in front of him, the corners of his mouth pulled out a disdainful arc, but his cold eyes did not have any temperature.

"Cut his title, remove his military power, hmph, is Meng Tianjue capable of this?" After a contemptuous snort, the man swept the bright yellow holy decree to the corner of the study with a flick of his hand.

Yun Fei, who was standing aside, exchanged a helpless look with Wen Renyuan.

Yun Fei looked at the white-haired man in front of him who was as cold as ice, and could only sigh secretly. Does this guy even recognize the seriousness of the problem? Meng Tianjue's move was to deliberately scandalize Xuanwangfu and Meng Jiajun and buy the hearts of the people. From now on, Meng Jiajun and Feiyunqi are no longer the guardian saints of lofty status and invincible and praised by everyone in Dasheng, but rebels who indiscriminately kill innocents and are heinous.

He tried to dissuade and give advice several times, but every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed back when he saw his dazzling white hair. He couldn't persuade him, or he didn't dare to persuade him.

This man is no longer Meng Yuanheng, who he has known for more than ten years, such bloodthirsty and violent eyes, such a cold and ice-like momentum, all make him feel strange and frightened.

More than a month has passed since Shen Qianmo fell off the cliff, except for Yan Mo who led dozens of Xuanwangfu secret guards to continue to stay near the Snow Ridge to look for them, the rest of the Feiyun Cavalry and the Meng Family Army have all withdrawn from Jinyang Pass. It seems that Meng Yuanheng seems to have gradually accepted the fact that Shen Qianmo has left. In the more than ten days in Yecheng, he handed over all the affairs of the military to Wen Renyuan and Yun Peng, and locked himself in the study every day, looking at the several case files left by Shen Qianmo in a daze.

He didn't know what plan Meng Yuanheng had in his heart, or that he didn't have a plan at all, he was just venting the grief and anger in his heart.

After a long sigh, he still couldn't help but speak: "Lord, Meng Tianjue announced this holy decree to the world, making it clear that he wanted to push the Xuan Wangfu into a place of no return, so that the Xuan Wangfu would lose the hearts of the people and be scolded by the world. I heard that he was trying to contact the Three Kingdoms of Beidixiliang and Nanchen, and it seemed that he was planning to join forces with the Four Kingdoms and put Xuanwangfu to death. Do we have to think of a way to deal with it? ”

"How can the hearts of the people be easily bought by such a holy decree as Meng Tianjue, the so-called Four-Nation Alliance? Hmph, in the eyes of this king, it is just his wishful thinking. Meng Yuanheng's voice has always been low, but now it is even colder, and it can freeze. What is the heart of the Meng family's army? ”

Lord Xuan, you haven't completely lost your mind, and you still know the importance of stabilizing the morale of the military. Yun Fei secretly rolled his eyes, and heard Renyuan report on the side: "Since the Meng family army has been stationed in Jingzhou for more than ten days, the morale of the army has temporarily stabilized. Just ......"

After Wen Renyuan paused, he glanced at Meng Yuanheng out of the corner of his eye, and then said cautiously: "It's just that the soldiers are speculating, I don't know what the prince plans to do next?" ”

Since the death of the former King Xuan seven years ago, Meng Yuanheng's legs were crippled, the power of the Xuan Wangfu has been greatly reduced, as the saying goes, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the Meng family army was inevitably suppressed by some people who fell into the ground, and he had already held back a fire in his heart. Now that the prince is angry and angry, he is naturally enthusiastic and has many followers.

Since ancient times, in the minds of the Meng Jiajun, they are loyal to the Xuanwang Mansion, not the Dasheng Dynasty. This is also the most important reason why the imperial court is so taboo about the Xuan Palace.

After Wen Renyuan finished speaking, he stood quietly on the lower side, feeling apprehensive. He couldn't guess what his prince had in mind, he just vaguely felt that the prince was no longer the Xuan King who used to be obscure and forbearing, and the current prince, although he seemed calm on the surface, was like a volcano inside, and he didn't know when it would erupt and burn the whole world.

Alas, the death of the princess was really too big a blow to the prince.

Meng Yuanheng was speechless for a long time after hearing Renyuan's words, and just when the two of them were secretly worried, the indifferent voice came coldly.

"Tell the whole army of the Meng family army that Meng Tianjue is the mastermind of the Guinuchuan tragedy seven years ago, and it was he who secretly colluded with the crooked sects on the rivers and lakes, poisoned and assassinated, burned the canyon, and took the lives of my father and 100,000 soldiers. This king has said that he will clear his grievances and swear revenge to comfort the souls of the dead, and now is the time. ”

When Wen Renyuan heard Meng Yuanheng's words, he already knew his plan in his heart. Originally, they only suspected that these two people were related to the Guinuchuan case because of the collusion between Mo Hanshan and Meng Tianjue. But now that the prince says so, then regardless of whether the two of them are really related to this matter or not, they are convicted of this crime.

The prince is planning to use this excuse to send troops to the Dasheng Dynasty.

Sure enough, Wen Renyuan's guess was confirmed, and Meng Yuanheng's low and solemn voice sounded.

"Order the three armies, take Jingzhou as a stronghold, strengthen the city defense, prepare enough grain and grass, and within ten days, this king will see the Meng army and Feiyun cavalry capture Zhengyang Pass."

"Yes, my subordinates obey." Wen Renyuan gave up his hand to receive the order, and before leaving, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and bowed and asked: "Lord Wang, Jiang Tianyu, the Taishou of Jingzhou, seems to be sick, how to deal with it, and please show it to the prince." ”

After they entered Yecheng, they directly occupied the Taishou Mansion, and took all 37 members of Jiang Tianyu's family in Jingzhou Taishou into custody, and they are still locked up in the dungeon of the mansion. Today, I heard a report from the jailer, saying that Jiang Tianyu was infected with wind and cold, and his illness was not light, and he urgently needed diagnosis and treatment.

Meng Yuanheng's brows furrowed, as if he was impatient to come to him for such a trivial matter, and said without thinking: "For Jiang Tianyu's sake, leave him alive for the time being, if there is nothing else, retreat." ”

After Yun Fei and Wen Renyuan were ordered to retreat, only Meng Yuanheng's lonely figure in black clothes and white hair was left in the study.

The most sad and helpless thing in the world is to see things and think about people.

Slender fingers gently stroked a piece of white letter paper spread out on the table. This letter was written by Shen Qianmo on the night he decided to lead the troops on his behalf. Over the past few days, he had read the letter hundreds of times, and every Juanxiu font on it had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

She said that after he was cured of his leg disease, she hoped that he would be able to leap on his horse and rush to Jinyang to take her home, and then they would get married, and from then on, they would travel the world hand in hand.

This is not something that is on his mind. But does he still have a chance to get such a beautiful day?

Mo'er, where the hell are you, do you know, I miss you very much......

He hung his head, and a few strands of silver were scattered on the letterhead, hiding his sad eyes.

Suddenly, a few drops of red blood dripped on the letterhead, and then it was rendered on the white paper, like a blooming red lotus, shocking.

Meng Yuanheng carefully wiped the blood stains on the letter paper and put them into his sleeve, but he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands indifferently.

He flipped through the next few files. These are some notes recorded by Shen Qianmo in the days when she was stationed in Jinyang Pass, and they were carefully sorted out by Meng Yuanheng and made into a case file for preservation.

Shen Qianmo is accustomed to jotting down her thoughts and ideas on paper when thinking about something, which is a professional habit she has developed in modern times. These ideas may seem random and illogical, but sometimes they can be the key to solving a crime. Since coming here, she has not broken this habit.

There are no eternal friends or enemies in the world, only eternal interests.

Meng Yuanheng's low and hoarse voice gently read out a sentence scribbled by Shen Qianmo on the paper, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his cold eyes instantly became extremely gentle.

His Mo'er always seems to have so many whimsical ideas, and always has the ability to surprise people.

A white shadow suddenly shot out of the window, as fast as lightning, and landed on the table beside Meng Yuanheng.

The little snow-white fox curled up in the case file spread out on the table, just like it had been lying in Shen Qianmo's arms, and then raised its head and whined at Meng Yuanheng a few times, and his big watery blue eyes were full of longing and sadness.

Meng Yuanheng stretched out his hand to caress the little girl's head, his movements were gentle, but his eyes were gradually filled with a faint scarlet.

Mo'er, you're right, there are only interests in this world forever. Hmph, don't you like to fight, do you like to fight, then let you fight enough, fight enough. You'd better pray that Mo'er can come back safely as soon as possible, otherwise this king will definitely stir up this river and mountain forever, and let the whole world be buried for her!