Clusters of fireworks rushed to the sky, blooming gorgeously in the night sky, like a thousand-petal chrysanthemum, opening to the top of the head, unfolding the petals little by little, shining.

A few children stood under the fireworks, tilting their heads and clapping their hands, shouting, playing, and being so unhappy.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Is this something happening again?

It was lively, and I saw a man dressed as a soldier running in at the gate, in a hurry, and it seemed that he had been on the road for many days.

The man ran all the way in, like a bow off the string, and rushed into the small courtyard where the feast was held.

Several of the children stopped and whispered.

Xiao Rongnian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she hurriedly ran to the yard, and her friends stopped playing and ran back to the yard with her.

As soon as Xiao Rongnian ran to the door, he listened to the man who knelt down in the center: "Lord Qiyu, Luo Luo has invaded the border in a big way, and set up camp in a place forty miles away from Yunzhou, it seems that he is preparing to attack Yunzhou." ”

Xiao Junjue was still dizzy, but when she heard this, the wine immediately woke up. His eyes widened, and he stood up, and when he stood up, his body shook involuntarily slightly, and Rong Zhao immediately supported him, "Lord Wang, be careful." ”

Xiao Junjue gently brushed Rong Zhao away, and a pair of deep eyes stared at the person kneeling below, "How many centaurs are there?"

The informant said: "Roughly calculated, there are almost three or four hundred thousand. But there are only 20,000 soldiers and horses in Yunzhou, and if Luo Luo attacks, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand ten days. ”

Bashu is good at everything, but there is only one point, that is, there are few soldiers and horses. A few years ago, when Xiao Jinyu was in power, he was afraid that Xiao Junjue would have different intentions, so he took the opportunity to transfer the soldiers in his domain several times, so that an important city like Yunzhou only had 20,000 defenders.

The people present, including Nighthawk Night Stalk, all stood up and only looked at Xiao Junjue together.

Xiao Junjue lowered his eyes, and the big red lantern on the carved beam under the porch was reflected on his face, and the long eyelashes were reflected on his lower eyelids, like the feet of ants.

"Lord Wang. Meng Nianci arched his hand at him.

Xiao Junjue raised his eyes to look at him, and was silent for a moment, his mind was already thinking about how to arrange troops and how to fight the enemy. He has a keen sense of military strategy, and a military strategy map has already been formed in his mind before the war.

Nighthawk was familiar with the prince's thinking, blocking Meng Nianci and leaving the prince time to think.

After a moment, Xiao Junjue's eyes swept towards everyone and began to order, "Night owl, integrate the 20,000 soldiers brought by this king from Changge City, as well as the 30,000 people who have been recruited, and go to Yunzhou with this king." ”

"Yes, my subordinates obey. ”

"Meng Duwei, you stay in Yizhou, this king will hand over the remaining 30,000 people to you, and you can wait for this king to summon at any time. "The front line needs to be guarded, and Yizhou is the same, Xiao Junjue did not transfer all the soldiers and horses in Yizhou, which also left Yizhou with a guarantee. The war is changing rapidly, and it is a matter of leaving the mountain to keep it in order, and it must be taken into account in all aspects.

Although Meng Nianci really wanted to go to the front line and fight the enemy in a decisive battle, he understood that it was equally important to stay and defend Yizhou. The wife and children of the king of Chu all stayed in Yizhou, which is also the prince's trust in him.

Meng Nianci arched his hand, "Yes, I will take the order from my humble position." ”

Xiao Junjue looked at Nighthawk again, "Nighthawk, you go and prepare grain and grass." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will prepare. ”

After the general order, Xiao Junjue looked at Rong Zhao, "Zhao Zhao ······"

Rong Zhao took his hand, "I understand, I am here, you go and do what you have to do." ”

Xiao Junjue held her hand tightly and nodded at her. He didn't have anything, it was all in plain sight, she understood.

There was a sudden great change, and it was inconvenient for everyone to stay, except for the people who Xiao Junjue took to the study by name, they retired one after another.

Rong Zhao sat on the edge of the bed and was stunned for a long time, and Qiushui called her before she came back to her senses.

"Miss, I've already packed up my clothes for the prince. ”

There was a big bag of packages on the table, and I didn't bring a few more pieces, but in winter, the clothes were thick, and when I wrapped a few pieces, it was already a big bag.

Rong Zhao opened it again and flipped through it, checked if there was anything missing, thought about it, and said, "Bring a few more spring clothes, I don't know when this battle will be fought." Rong Zhao was depressed, and his speech was low and boring.

Qiushui took out a few pieces from the closet and sandwiched them in the package, seeing that Rong Zhao's eyes were red, he said with relief: "The prince has been on the battlefield for a long time, what kind of small role is Luo Luo, our prince can crush them with one finger, slave and maid, Miss is redundant to prepare spring clothes, maybe when the prince arrives there, Luo Luo has already fled in the desert when he hears the name of our prince." ”

Rong Zhao couldn't help but smile, "You are used to coaxing me, if this is the case, I don't have to worry." ”

Qiushui said with a smile: "The slave and maid are not coaxing you, who doesn't know the majesty and ability of our prince, the slave and maid look, it is Luo Luo who is not able to do his best, and he is chasing his son to death." That's good, too. ”

Rong Zhao stared at her suspiciously.

Qiushui tied a live button, handed the package to the little maid, and said: "Just use them to spread the prestige of our prince further, so that those who still have their eyes on us know that our King of Chu is not easy to mess with, see who dares to commit the next offense." ”

Rong Zhao pinched her face and said with a smile: "I don't know when Qiushui became a military advisor and thought so far-reaching. I don't think I need to spread the prestige of our prince, just the prestige of your Qiushui will also make those who are staring at us tremble. ”

Qiushui rubbed his face, lowered his head and smiled, "Miss will make fun of me." ”

Rong Zhao's hand slapped on her shoulder, and the smile disappeared in exchange for a heavy breath.

As the saying goes, under the nest, there are no eggs, and this is not the case now. At that time, when Emperor Xiaojing was there, the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous, although the border was repeatedly invaded by other countries, and they did not dare to enter, only that time when the sunrise invaded, we also took it back.

Looking at the present, even a small country like Luo Luo dares to invade the land of the Great Zhou, which shows that the current Great Zhou is not what it used to be.

She really misses that time, when all nations came to the court, and the four seas were destroyed, how prosperous it was. The prestige of the God of War of King Chu spreads to all countries, and that is also because there is a rich and powerful Da Zhou behind him, but now, he really has to rely on himself.

Xiao Junjue is powerful, there is no doubt about this. But if there are no strong soldiers, no rich materials, and no strong country behind him, how can he win one battle after another, so that Siyi no longer dares to attack easily.

This truth is like a good woman who is difficult to cook without rice.

Now, what is the difference between Xiao Junjue and a beautiful woman without rice?

Early the next morning, Xiao Junjue was ready to go, and the things that should have been told last night had been ordered, but only Rong Zhao still had concerns.

Rong Zhao changed into a military uniform for him, and the silver armor reflected on his handsome face, which made him even more imposing and intimidating.

"Zhaozhao. Xiao Junjue looked at Rong Zhao and felt uncomfortable, "You take good care of yourself at home." ”

In one night, Rong Zhao became angry, and his voice was hoarse, "I don't need you to tell me, I will take care of myself and the children." But you, take care and don't get hurt. ”

She turned around and pretended to get him a sword, wiping tears from her eyes.

Handed the sword into Xiao Junjue's hand, held the scabbard in his hand, and stared straight at him, "You must return triumphantly, and on the day you triumph, I will take Lantern Festival and Lianrong to pick you up at the city gate." ”

He smiled again, "Okay, there are a lot of people waiting for you outside, don't let them wait." ”

She didn't want to rush him, but her tears were about to be uncontrollable, she was afraid that he would see her crying, and she didn't want him to worry about herself.

Xiao Junjue held Rong Zhao's hand tightly, her every move, her thoughts, how could he not know, not to mention the red in her eyes could not be hidden, "It's okay, I'll go and teach Luo Luo a lesson, and I'll be back soon, there will be no trouble, and I won't be hurt, I promise." ”

Rong Zhao still couldn't help but shed tears, and the hot tears dripped on the back of Xiao Junjue's hand, burning like a spark, "I believe in you, you come back early." How you go, how you come back. ”

"Okay, I'll be back soon, you remember how I am now, and when I come back, I will still be like this. Xiao Junjue hugged Rong Zhao and kissed her on the lips fiercely.

Always have to part, the separation of the two lips is as painful as the skin being separated from the flesh, Xiao Junjue reluctantly let go of Rong Zhao.

The two men were finger to finger, slowly, one by one. Xiao Junjue was ruthless in her heart, clenched her sword, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Rong Zhao ran two steps, held on to the door, and stood still, not chasing. She bit down on the silk handkerchief to keep herself from crying.

Xiao Junjue heard the panicked pace behind her, her footsteps were slightly stagnant, and for a moment, she continued to walk forward with big strides.

The two lanterns under the eaves were shaking, and it was windy. Qiushui helped Rong Zhao into the room, afraid that she would be worried, and comforted, "Miss is relieved, the prince is most worried about Miss, if Miss is worried all day long, the prince is not restless on the front line." ”

Rong Zhao wept and said, "I don't want to be separated from him, if I don't have two children, I will definitely go with him." ”

"The slave understands, the young lady misses the prince. But the young lady wants to think about it, but she can't hurt her body, otherwise, when the prince comes back, if the young lady becomes the papier-mâché lantern, and the wind blows, how can the slave explain to the prince?" Qiushui pointed to the lantern hanging at the door and teased her.

Rong Zhao burst into tears and laughed, and slapped the autumn water, "You little hoof, even I can arrange it, do you think your mouth is too small, and you want me to tear it up?"

"If I can get Miss to laugh, let alone tear it up, it will be torn, and there will be only one mouth left on the whole face, and I am willing. ”

Amused by Qiushui, Rong Zhao's mood was really much better, she looked at Qiushui again, and said: "After a while, when the prince leads the troops out of the city, you will tell the Nighthawk to go, and say, from today until the prince comes back, the Chu Wangfu will not accept guests, and the people in the palace are not allowed to move around at will, especially the people around me." ”

When Xiao Junjue goes to the front line, she will guard the rear for him. If you don't want to come here to inquire about the affairs of the prince's front line during this time, in case the front line is unsatisfactory and spreads, I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to make trouble and disturb people's hearts.