epistle

The arrival of Nangong Jinyu made Zhanyu Jiang very surprised, to put it mildly, this descendant is the most outstanding among the juniors he has seen, except for Mu Qingfeng, although his style of acting is quite fatherly, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, but whether it is scheming or perseverance, he is the best choice. Of course, after knowing that Mu Qingfeng is his own child, Zhan Yujiang thought that the most outstanding junior should be his son, after all, the tiger father has no dogs, but at this time today, he can come to visit him, obviously not to reminisce.

"Seeing that my uncle's demeanor is still the same, the little nephew is relieved, I don't know the habit of living in this prison?" Nangong Jinyu fanned the wind with the paper fan in her hand, after all, the taste of this place in the prison that does not see the light of day is definitely not much better.

"There is Lao Xian's nephew worried, to be honest, I haven't stolen half a day like this for a long time, you must know that in Xiling, there are always unfinished business, and it is indeed not bad, there is a little bit of your father's free and easy taste." You must know that Nanyue King Nangong Lin Xuan does not ask about the world, and he is famous for spending all his time drinking.

"My father is used to being free and easy and does not want to be bound by the complicated things of the world, so he left everything to his little nephew, and I hope to have a father like my uncle." Nangong Jinyu didn't have any embarrassment about her father's behavior.

"Didn't my nephew come here today to catch up with me? Besides, it's not a good place to catch up. For the first time, Zhanyu Jiang stared at Nangong Jinyu with his own eyes, knowing that he had been galloping on the battlefield for many years. A murderous aura has long been refined and the essence is the same, many bandits and bandits, as long as they are listed as staring for a while, their legs will be scared to weakness, after all, not everyone can stand the power of a tiger, but Nangong Jinyu looked back calmly at the Lingwang Zhanyu Frontier like a nobody, you must know that he is a person who kills kings and rebels, how can he retreat because of this little thing.

Of course, Zhanyu Jiang didn't intend to make the other party soft in this way, he just wanted to see how many could be his son's opponents, obviously, this kid in front of him was qualified, I don't know why, seeing Nangong Jinyu's appearance, he remembered how he looked when he first saw Mu Qingfeng in Nanlin City, the kind of hatred buried deep in his heart, but he showed a look of indifference.

"My father and uncle are friends in the world, and my brother and I should also be close, but I don't know what went wrong, my brother actually entangled the army to crusade against me, it seems that there is some unsolved misunderstanding, in order to make friends between our two families for generations, can my uncle repair a book and solve the misunderstanding between the two families? As for this reward, after the brother retires from the army, my uncle can still be your king of the tomb, and even the land of Beiyan can be given to you, and when the time comes, our two families will share the Great Xia country, what a pleasant thing, I don't know what my uncle wants? Nangong Jinyu put forward his own conditions, to be honest, now his situation seems to be stable and ruthless, but in fact he is in danger, especially after knowing that his father failed to encircle and suppress Mu Qingfeng and was driven out of Xiling, even if he temporarily got the support of the imperial court, but his own strength was only a little stretched, and the power in his hands, in addition to the troops in the capital, was left with the troops of the great general Chen Mi.

"No problem, prepare pen and ink, I'll write this, this brother of yours is really, his father is in prison, he doesn't think about how to get me out, but he fights and kills outside, it's really unseemly, and I can't live in the face of the king of the tomb." King Ling's answer not only surprised Nangong Jinyu, but even Mr. Zhan's face showed a look of doubt.

Originally, I thought that I would have to work hard to speak, and even have to be tortured to get what I wanted, but I didn't expect King Ling's Zhanyu Jiang to agree directly, could it be that he could make any unusual moves in this place, or pass the news to Mu Qingfeng? But after he got the handwritten letter from Wow Zhanyu Jiang, he didn't read it that way, and there was no hint in the whole article, that is, according to his own requirements, he wrote a letter asking Mu Qingfeng to withdraw from the army, and it also mentioned that if he took care of his life, he would maintain a good relationship with the Nanyue Palace, and he should not be impulsive.

As long as the brother's army retreats, and the uncle makes a contract, I will immediately reunite the uncle and the father, and before that, I am afraid that I will have to wronged the uncle to spend some days here. Mr. Zhan read all the content word by word, even if he has been in the Lingwang Mansion for many years, he didn't see the slightest hidden words in it, could it be that this unruly prince changed his personality after knowing that he had a successor, and he cherished his name very much, to be honest, Mr. Zhan didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

Nangong Jinyu happily went back with the letter from King Ling, in order to thank King Ling for his cooperation, he even specially asked people to prepare a banquet for him to reward King Ling, and when Mr. Zhan came again, King Ling was drinking happily.

"Sir, here? But it's just right to have a drink with this king. King Ling directly beckoned Mr. Zhan into his cell, and at least half of the dishes in front of him had not been touched.

Mr. Zhan motioned to Yuzu to open the cell door, and after entering, he gave the jailer a look, and after he retreated, he sat directly opposite King Ling, picked up the wine glass full of wine in front of him, drank it dry, and after putting the words on the table, he said slowly; "The prince is begging for death?"

King Ling's hand shook as he picked up the dish, and a piece of roast meat fell onto the plate.

"What are you kidding, sir, you haven't read my letters, where can you see that I don't want to live anymore, you must know that I just got my son, how can I die like this, as long as I can leave here alive to see my child, I can agree to any conditions, after all, as a parent, who doesn't want their children to get ahead." King Ling said lightly.

Mr. Zhan didn't say anything and poured a full wine glass to King Ling's Zhanyujiang, strange to say, since he arrested King Ling in the prison, he suddenly became a lot empty, and many of his previous thoughts now disappeared somehow, and even the fact that he was planning to "entertain" his old master in the prison died after seeing King Ling's calm appearance.

"I heard a story a long time ago that a group of hunters finally cornered a herd of antelopes, and there was a cliff in front of them, and even the antelopes known for their jumping power could not fly over this moat, and just when the hunters thought they were sure to win, all the antelopes began to run one after the other, the old one in front and the young one behind. When they reach the edge of the cliff, those old antelopes will jump, but they will jump very low, because he wants to make a cushion for the antelope behind him, although the result is that he will be crushed, but those little antelopes can be reborn, lord, aren't those old antelopes great? After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhan looked intently at the Lingwang Zhanyu Frontier.

'Sir is still as unfathomable as ever, what kind of antelope story, this king does not understand. "For the first time, King Ling Zhanyujiang did not look at Mr. Zhan.

"What kind of person is the prince, I think I know better than anyone else, I didn't miss when our Xiling Mansion was in a desperate situation, but I haven't seen the prince give up the struggle and beg the enemy to give him six lives, but today I actually wrote such a letter to a junior, I think it's nothing more than to let the prince give up saving you, right?" Mr. Zhan drank his wine dry in another sip.

Seeing that King Ling was silent, Mr. Zhan continued: "The prince has not had much contact with the prince, and the death of the princess is inseparable from the prince, I think the prince will definitely not have much good impression of the prince in the future, judging from what the prince has done over the years and his performance in Nanlin City, he will never give up the entire people of Daxia for one person, and when the prince's letter arrives in the hands of the prince, the father who is greedy for life and fear of death will definitely not earn more favor, and maybe the prince will step up the use of troops at that time, When things get to that point, as long as the prince is a little stimulated, Nangong Jinyu will definitely kill you to vent his anger, and as long as the prince dies at that time, I'm afraid that Xiling will really take the prince as the center, and everyone will work together to defeat Nangong Jinyu, I don't know if what I said is right? After thinking about it carefully, Mr. Zhan knew that King Ling's Zhanyu Jiang was not seeking to survive, but to die.

"Sir's mind is still as meticulous as ever, but there is something that makes no sense in your theory, that is, if I want to not drag Mu Qingfeng down through death, why don't I kill myself now? You know, I've had a lot of opportunities along the way. King Ling did not stop the chopsticks in his hand.

"Because you also want to know, what is your place in the heart of the world? Whether he saves it or not, does he have a father like you in his heart! With Mr. Zhan's words, the wine glass in King Ling's hand shattered.

Just when Li Daoling and Zhuo Rongyue embarked on the journey to save the King of Ling, Amur's Golden Wolf Guard finally got the news of Hirbatu and them, as for why He Daoyang didn't go together, it was because he got the news that Tang Quansheng, who picked up the Star Tower, planned to do something to the core of the Qingjun Alliance, Yan King Bai Chenming.

"Brother-in-law is right, this step is really difficult to deal with, if I rush to go, I will definitely suffer a big loss, since they are mixed together, then their grain is mine, I want my sister to see, I am no longer the little kid who follows her." Amr marked all the information on the map, thought about it for a long time, and finally determined the route that their grain route must take.

"Hairi, Chaolu, Bayin and ***, each of you has two thousand cavalry, give me to search according to this road, as long as you see their grain transport team, you will kill me without leaving a single one, but remember one thing, as long as it is enough supplies, immediately give me a fire to burn their grain and grass, and absolutely do not fight!"