A hint of helplessness flashed in Han Changdu's eyes.

Who said that the command of the Beiya Forbidden Army made Jin Zhong the most honest and cheerful, and it was all a lie!

He's obviously a slippery head, and he doesn't have a word of the porcelain truth!

Han Changdui simply stopped going around in circles with Jin Zhong, took the long sword in Jin Zhong's hand, pointed at the range of the hunting ground on the sand table, and said in a deep voice: "The terrain on the periphery of the hunting ground is not too complicated, and there are few fierce beasts, most of the hunting over the years is in this area, and everyone is very familiar with the situation here, even if someone wants to do it, they will not choose to do it here in such a place in full view, not only can it not be successful, but it will be self-defeating."

Jin Zhong nodded heavily: "What the envoy said is extremely true."

Han Changdui took a deep breath, and pointed his long sword on one of the mountain roads: "This is the closest road to the center of the hunting ground after entering the hunting ground, and you can deploy defenses here."

Jin Zhong nodded again: "The last general said that the envoy is good at the art of war."

Han Changdui breathed a deep sigh again, and the long sword was pointed on the hunting ground in turn: "Here, here and here, these three mountains and forests are luxuriant, located at the edge of the center of the hunting ground, you can deploy in these mountains and forests, and order the forbidden army to hide in a high place, overlooking the situation in the center of the hunting ground."

Jin Zhong still nodded heavily: "The envoy is really thoughtful."

Han Changwan glanced at Jin Zhong and didn't want to speak anymore.

Jin Zhong touched his hair bun and smiled: "The last general is a rough man, he is not very good at talking, if you offend the envoy, please forgive me."

He Zhenfu looked at Jin Zhong in amazement.

It's not very good at talking, and this fart is about to go to the sky!

He shouldn't have been the commander of the forbidden army, he should have been the chief supervisor of the Imperial Palace!

He Zhenfu subconsciously turned his head to look at Yao Qi, only to see that her expression was a little numb, and she looked like she had lost her mind, but he still noticed that there was a glimmer of excitement hidden in her eyes.

He was slightly stunned, and then stared at Yao Qi even more quietly.

"Commander Kim is gracious!" Han Changdui's heart was bored, the long sword pointed at the hunting ground, and continued to speak in a deep voice: "Here and here are the only two rivers in the hunting ground, and you can deploy forbidden troops here."

Han Changdui didn't explain much about this arrangement, but Jin Zhong understood Han Changdu's intentions in an instant.

If there is a river, you can wash it, you can clean up the prey, you can wash the blood stains on your body, and of course, you can also erase some traces that should not exist!

Jin Zhongxin was convinced, "Thanks to the envoy, it can be arranged so carefully."

Han Chang snorted without smiling, staring at a place on the sand table, his eyes shrank slightly, and the tip of his sword trembled slightly: "Here, it is a cliff, Commander Jin, here must also be defended."

Jin Zhong was a little puzzled: "What does the envoy mean?"

Han Changdu's eyes were deep, and his gaze was cold: "This cliff is extremely high and deep, Commander Jin, if something falls, do you think it can still be found?"

Jin Zhong suddenly remembered that when Han Changdui led people to exterminate Qingyun Village a month ago, Xie Mengxia fell off the cliff, although this matter was not announced, but Jin Zhong, as a guard beside Emperor Yong'an, still heard some rumors.

His face changed, and his voice was cold: "Yes, the envoy is very worried, this place is indeed a place that is very easy to ignore, but it is very easy to get into trouble."

Han Changdui nodded, his eyes flowing faintly on the sand table, this hunting ground, this Yuhua Mountain, there are too many unknowns, too many unknown crises hidden, even if it is carefully deployed, it may not be able to really prevent the accident from happening.

In the early summer, there is no heat in Yuhua Mountain, and the clouds are flying in the high blue sky, and the sun is bright and soft.

The verdant mountains are stacked on top of each other, the mountains are empty, a bend of blue water bypasses the mountains, and the sound of the water flows slowly, and then flows away slowly.

The shadows of the trees were reflected in the blue water, and the stream swooped down on the shore from time to time, drenching a few stones at the water's edge.

This place is close to water, the humidity is deep, and the air is full of wet and cold water

Qi, but it is better in the remote and few people, and there is a deep dense forest in the distance, which is really a pure place.

There was a pot of two lamps resting on the largest stone at the water's edge, and the two stones opposite each other were covered with gold wire cushions, and the two men sat opposite each other.

The eerie silence flowed faintly between the two, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

Tubo is cold all year round, it is difficult to have such a hot summer as Chang'an City, even if it is not hot in Yuhua Mountain, the second prince of Tubo Dai Shan can no longer bear it, loosens his collar, and looks at Xie Mengxia opposite impatiently: "His Royal Highness the King of Han sent a message to this king, what is the matter?"

Xie Mengxia glanced at Dai Shan scrutinically.

When the second prince of Tubo first came to Chang'an, his face was still rough and dark, with two abrupt blush on his cheeks, and the whole person looked thick and earthy.

But now that I have only been raised in Chang'an for a few months, my face is whiter than before, and the charm of my connected body has also changed greatly, and I have a bit of the demeanor of a Wuling boy.

Sure enough, Chang'an's water and soil are the most nourishing.

Thinking of this, Xie Mengxia smiled deeply: "Naturally, it is what was said on the letterhead, but Prince Daishan has thought about it?"

Dai Shan's face was unruly, his deep eyes were full of unruliness, and he sneered and sneered: "His Royal Highness the King of Han sent a message to this king, if this king doesn't come, won't he slap His Highness in the face!" It has something to do with whether you think about it or not!"

Xie Mengxia lifted his eyelids, cooking tea slowly and methodically in his hand, his heart was full of disdain.

A wild man is a wild man, and he is rude in his words and deeds!

He was not shocked or angry, and smiled casually: "Oh, it seems that Prince Daishan is unwilling to come, this king has never been strong, since this is the case, the prince will please go back."

"You," Dai Shan is the second prince of Tubo, and he is also an extremely noble person, who has suffered this kind of squeeze and trouble, and suddenly became angry, his face that was not white and pure was red with anger, his eyes were cracked, and he sneered: "His Royal Highness the King of Han took the risk to send a message to this king, just to do this trick to show this king? It's a pity, this king doesn't like to watch dramas! His Royal Highness the King of Han also sang the Rotten!"

Hearing this, Xie Mengxia glanced at Dai Shan deeply, poured a cup of tea, was not shocked or angry, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter if this king sings badly, it doesn't matter if Prince Daishan doesn't like to watch plays, you and I can work together, we can sing a good show, and it will not be in vain for the prince to go this way."

Dai Shan grinded his teeth, the play was low, Xie Mengxia actually compared him to a prince who was a play, what a humiliation, but he was not angry, but suddenly calmed down.

The Dajing Dynasty knows that His Royal Highness the King of Han is an unsuccessful man, and he can't do anything without martial arts, and more importantly, he is a lack of heart, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, eating, drinking, and having fun.

Even the crown prince was lost.

How could such a person say such a thing of implicit threat, and how could he do something of collusion with foreigners?

Now it seems that what this person made in the past was all an illusion, and he hibernated for several years, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he was going to fight back!

What do they say about the Dajing people?

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

Yes, now is a good time for him to make a profit!

Although he had a plan in his heart, Dai Shan refused to show his flaws, so that Xie Mengxia knew his plan first, his eyes flashed, and his face was cold: "His Royal Highness the King of Han has a big tone, I want this king and His Royal Highness to sing together, and I want to see if His Royal Highness has this ability."

Xie Mengxia smiled faintly, knocked lightly on the book case with his fingers, and said proudly: "I am Dajing Wufu Min'an, Wubao Tianhua, you Tubo decayed grass and cold smoke, barren and desolate, if you really open the mutual market, it will be my Dajing loss, that's it, this king will still burn this fold." As he spoke, he took out a new fold from his sleeve, and without hesitation, he lit a fire fold and burned the corner of the fold.

"Wait!" Seeing this scene, Dai Shan, who originally didn't have much in his heart, suddenly panicked, and didn't care about thinking about anything at all, so he rushed over and grabbed the fold while blocking it loudly.

He pressed his excitement and excitement, "

Whoa" unfolded the fold.

The ink on the inside of the fold was brand new, apparently new.

That stroke by stroke is clearly written, and it is exactly what Xie Mengxia said.

Dai Shan looks rough, but his heart is not rough at all, although the words written on this fold are chiseled, but after all, it is just an excerpt.

The matter of opening up the mutual market is too big, and it is a matter that will shake the foundation of the country, not to mention that Xie Mengxia is just a prince, even if he ascends the throne and becomes the lord of Dajing in the future, he can't act recklessly.

However, he thought about it again, things in this world are treacherous, and it is common for one thing to lose the other, and no one can tell what the situation will be in his day.

Even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt him in the slightest, but if it does, it's a great credit!

He looked at the ups and downs of the fold, calmed down for a moment, touched the blackened corner of the fold with his hand, and there was a faint eagerness and expectation in his voice: "What does His Royal Highness King Han mean?"

Xie Mengxia nodded lightly: "Yes, that's what Prince Daishan saw."

Dai Shan's heart jumped wildly, Tubo has repeatedly fought with Dajing, isn't it just for the sake of mutual markets!

He came to Chang'an City to go through such a journey, isn't it just trying to achieve this!

This is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

He hid the joy on his face and said in a suppressed voice, "Really!"

Xie Mengxia had already prepared, took out a thin sheet of paper from his sleeve, put it in front of Dai Shan, and said casually, "There is no basis for what you say."

Dai Shan took the thin paper with suspicion, and read it carefully, what was written on the page was the same as what was written on the folding, as for the conditions mentioned by Xie Mengxia later, it was only easy for him.

His eyes lit up, he took the jade tube Zihao and licked the ink, picked up the pen and signed his name under Xie Mengxia's name on the paper, slowly dried the ink, folded the paper into his sleeve, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "The word is the basis."

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing the smell of conspiracy in each other's eyes.

After Dai Shan left happily, this remote stream was quiet.

Zhiyun carried a food box, walked out of the dense forest, removed a pot or two on the stone, put the porridge and side dishes on the dining table, and glanced at Xie Mengxia cautiously.

Xie Mengxia lifted his eyelids and glanced at Zheyun: "Ask whatever you want!" What does this sneaky look like, think about who you are now!" He slapped Zhiyun on the back heavily: "Stand up straight, it's a small matter to be embarrassed, and a big thing is to miss a flaw!"

Thinking of his identity, Zhi Yun hurriedly straightened his back and smiled: "Yes, the villain is the chief steward of the Han Palace, and he doesn't look like he cowers."

Xie Mengxia looked at Zheyun's appearance and nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, say it, what do you want to say?"

Although these words were said lightly, not making trouble or being angry, Zhi Yun saw the yin owl and thin anger in Xie Mengxia's eyes.

Zhiyun was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he fell to his knees with a "poof": "Villain, villain, villain confessed."

Xie Mengxia smiled without yin or yang: "What are you kneeling on, did this king say that he wants to beat you or kill you?" Get up."

Zhiyun wiped a cold sweat, thinking of what the person had said to him when he came, he couldn't help but be frightened, and no matter how many words he had in his heart, he couldn't say it anymore.

After a moment of silence, Xie Mengxia laughed self-deprecatingly, and said to himself, "This king knows, he told you that this king wants to betray the country."

"No, no, the master is too worried, there is nothing to do." Zheyun lowered his head weakly, the coolness of the water's edge did not soothe his panic at all, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his back.

Looking at each other across the water, the hazy distant mountains are like this treacherous and changing world, just like the depths of the human heart, there is always a dark place where the light can't be found.

Xie Mengxia is not willing to stand in a dark place where he can't see the light forever, he wants to come out and go into the sun, so that everyone in the world can open their eyes to see who is really justified and deserved.

Xie Mengxia didn't look at Zheyun, and pointed to the distant mountains

The water revealed a touch of amazement: "This Dajing Dynasty was brought down by the ancestors, and it is a place that my father has been thinking about for half his life, such a great river and mountain, who would bear to destroy it?" His eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyelids, hiding the hatred that flashed in his eyes: "Whoever destroys it is the eternal sinner of this Great Jing Dynasty!"

Zhiyun replied in a low voice, but his heart was weird.

The purpose of their trip was very clear, and Zhi Yun was also very clear in his heart, and then turned his head and listened to Xie Mengxia's words, he was a little puzzled.

Once the thing they are trying to do is done, it will inevitably cause turmoil in the court and instability in the country, even if it will not destroy this great river and mountain, it will hurt the root cause to some extent.

But even if it comes at a heavy cost, what they plan will never be done halfway.

But now Xie Mengxia said this contradictory remark, which couldn't help but make him feel strange. Thinking of what the man had told him when he came, Zhi Yun panicked, and asked stubbornly: "Master, then, this matter of opening up the mutual market, the master has already responded, and now he regrets it, I am afraid that it will provoke the second prince and backfire."

Xie Mengxia glanced at Zhiyun, and said lightly with an expressionless face, "Who said that this king is going to regret it?"

"Then, the master said," Zhiyun said in surprise.

"What did the king say?" As soon as Zhe Yun was halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Xie Mengxia, who stared at him lightly: "Opening up the mutual market is certainly beneficial to Tubo, but it is not completely hindering my Dajing."

"The villain doesn't understand this very well." Zheyun said respectfully.

Forming an alliance with Dai Shan, Xie Mengxia was in a good mood at this moment, so he had the heart to say a few more words to Zhiyun, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were deep: "Tubo's good horses, blades, various minerals, and even rare medicinal materials and secret arts, all of them are things that I don't have in Dajing, and everything is what I need in Dajing," he showed a hint of fascination: "Why not use some useless decorations in exchange for things that can ensure the stability of the border?"

Zhiyun is not a smart person, he has never known how to think deeply, and he can't hear the loopholes in Xie Mengxia's words.

He only felt that Xie Mengxia's arrangement was thoughtful and righteous, and he couldn't help but feel nostalgic, and said categorically: "Yes, the master is painstaking, and the villain will definitely go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and he will also do this for the master!"

Seeing that Zhiyun was confused, Xie Mengxia nodded: "It's not easy to plan this matter, you have to keep your mouth shut, Zhiyun, you must always remember who is your master!"

Zheyun's heart froze, and he hurriedly answered, regretting that he wanted to slap himself.

If he hadn't been deceived by that man, thinking that his master was going to betray the country, he would not have given up his life not to say these crimes.

He's not stupid!

He became more and more frightened, and knelt on the ground with a "poof", gritting his teeth with hatred for that person in his heart: "Yes, it is the villain who is ignorant and bewitched, the villain, the villain will not dare anymore!"

Xie Mengxia was stunned and said: "This king knows that he thinks that this king is too aggressive these days, and he is also for the good of this king, and this king will not blame him, but he should not suspect that this king is betraying the country, how can this king be willing to betray the country!" I won't, never will!"

Xie Mengxia struck the stone hard, making a muffled "thump" sound, and he said with grief: "Time is running out, time is running out for this king." He looked deeply at Zheyun: "You remember, those who achieve great things are not informal, and for me, the flow of goodness is a small section, and when he succeeds every day, this small section will naturally disappear."

Zhiyun no longer has any doubts that even claim to be.

There was a sudden rustling sound in the dense forest, like a mountain breeze shuttling by.

Xie Mengxia's eyelids jumped, and he said patiently: "Okay, this king knows your loyalty, otherwise he wouldn't have brought you here, the big banquet and the hunt after tomorrow are not allowed to be careless, Zhiyun, you go to investigate again, don't make any mistakes."

Zheyun's heart sank, and he didn't dare to retreat without the slightest hesitation.

The silence by the stream returned again, and Xie Mengxia looked up at the swaying dense forest opposite, and faintly spit out three words: "Come out."

There was a sigh in the dense forest, go

A woman who came out with most of the cooks, her figure was slim, and she looked extremely young, but her face was a little unsightly.

The face is bounded by the tip of the nose, the upper half of the face is like the vicissitudes of an old woman, the forehead and the corners of the eyes are covered with fine and dense wrinkles, the corners of the eyes are drooping, and the cloudy eyes are dull, but the lower half of the face is smooth and fair, the red lips are delicate without a trace of lip lines, and it looks like it is only in his early twenties.

Such a face is truly unforgettable.

Every time Xie Mengxia saw him, he had to have nightmares for several days.

He glanced at that face quickly, then looked away, and said lightly, "Fuxiang, aren't you afraid of being recognized when you walk around Yuhua Mountain with such a face?"

Fu Xiang let out a rough laugh, and said confidently: "The master is too worried, in this capital, all the outsiders who have seen the face of their subordinates are dead, and who will recognize their subordinates."

Xie Mengxia frowned, and his expression was uneasy: "Fuxiang, you are too careless, this time the elite of the forbidden army and the internal security department have been exhausted, and I don't know how many good hands are hidden in Yuhua Mountain, if you are so careless, it will ruin the plan of this king."

Fu Xiang raised her eyebrows slightly, and the wrinkles on her forehead deepened, making her face even more hideous, and she smiled roughly: "Yes, it's the subordinates who are careless, and the subordinates will dress up when they go back, and they will definitely not make the master fall short!"

She spoke respectfully, but there was really no respect on her face, but it was all unruly.

Xie Mengxia blocked his throat in one breath, he couldn't go up or down, and his face was pale.

That's it, this man is disobedient, but he is good enough.

Before the big thing in front of him was accomplished, he put up with it for the time being.

He secretly squeezed his hand, then let it go, and looked at Fuxiang for a long time: "Can it be refined?"

"It's nature." Fu Xiang smiled proudly, took out a long-necked jade bottle from his sleeve, and handed it to Xie Mengxia carelessly.

Xie Mengxia's expression moved, looking at the jade bottle glowing with a faint cold light, his voice was a little excited: "This is, the red pill refined with black feather jade, finally, it has become?"

Fu Xiang raised her eyebrows: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life, with this thing, the master's plan has become most of it."

Xie Mengxia's eyes flashed with fiery light, he took the jade bottle, opened the cap, and a strong bloody aura surged out.

He was overjoyed, and took a deep breath as if intoxicated, and his face was full of madness: "They say that this thing is only eaten once, and then it can never be left again, is that really the case?"

Fu Xiang narrowed her eyes and smiled, "If it's useless, then wouldn't those black feather jade worth thousands of gold be wasted."

Hearing this, Xie Mengxia couldn't help but hold on to the jade bottle tightly, as if he had grabbed someone's lifeline, his face showed a look of resentment, his face was distorted, and the painful expression suddenly annihilated the resentment.

Fu Xiang was shocked, and persuaded in a sharp voice: "The master must not be angry, otherwise this face will not be saved!"

Xie Mengxia also flickered, and hurriedly took a few deep breaths before calming down his heart full of hatred.

Fu Xiang hurriedly walked over, stretched out his hand and carefully pressed it on Xie Mengxia's face, before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately." Her expression was solemn: "Master, this forcible method of changing should not last long, no matter how sad and angry the master is, if he shows his flaws in front of others, it will be a failure!"

Xie Mengxia's mind was in a daze, and he had been planning for several years, and he must not spoil a big thing because of impulse.

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