"Sir, is it right?"

In King Qi's mansion, the empress hung a peach talisman on the door of the room, and turned her head slightly to ask Yu Fei.

Looking at this familiar scene, Yu Fei's expression was a little dazed.

"Sir?"

"Oh, that's good."

Yu Fei suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at Yu Fei's somewhat stunned expression, the empress's face couldn't help but blush a little.

Carefully descended the ladder and stuffed the remaining few peach talismans into Yu Fei's hands.

"Well, I'll leave the rest to sir."

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly.

The empress who returned to the room leaned on the porter, her heart was beating fast, her face became red, her expression was a little dull, and after a while, she didn't know what she thought, her face turned white again, and the corners of her mouth were a little bitter.

And Yu Fei looked at the back of the empress walking away, and then looked at the peach talisman in his hand, he is not a fool, nor is he a fool who has not experienced love, in the past few months, the empress has behaved abnormally from time to time, Yu Fei has seen it in his eyes.

But Yu Fei has been a human being for three lives, how painful his wife was when he left in his previous life, and how scared he is in this life.

Even if Yu Fei now has the wisdom of heaven and invincible force, but after all, he is just a stronger person, he will be sad, sad, and afraid, and everyone should have emotions, Yu Fei has them.

Just like Yuan Tiangang, he was not born cold-blooded and had no feelings, but in the past three hundred years, all feelings have become extreme pain, in order to protect himself, he can only choose to be cold-blooded, and he can only choose to keep all his emotions away from himself.

In the evening, the nine saints of the Phantom Sound Workshop accompanied the two of them with their own hearts and minds, and lived a slightly dull New Year's Day.

Everyone saw that the two of them were absent-minded, and several people glanced at each other, and Brahma Yintian got up and smiled:

"The sisters have choreographed a new dance, and I invite Mr. Wang Shanghe to taste it."

The two of them were also disturbed by this sound, came back to their senses, and nodded with a smile at the same time.

Several saints bowed, and then came to the venue and danced, while the rest of the people such as Brahma Yintian took out their instruments and played together.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became a little more cheerful.

The empress picked up the wine jug and filled it for Yu Feizhan.

Yu Fei also smiled and picked up the peach blossom wine in the cup and gestured slightly.

"Your Highness, please."

"Please, sir."

The two collided with each other's wine glasses, and after looking at each other, Gu drank it all.

"When is the gentleman going to leave?"

The empress filled her wine glass for Yu Fei again and asked softly.

"I'll leave on the seventh day of the new year."

The empress nodded, and the two fell silent again, the sound of silk and bamboo around them was pleasant, but they couldn't open their own scruples.

"If the minister goes here, it will take three or four months as soon as possible, and a year and a half for the slow, and more than 200,000 Tuntian soldiers will all be taken away."

The Empress nodded and drank the wine from her glass.

"Wang Yanzhang is a famous general, although his person is a general, but he can be trusted, Pang Shi is ancient and cunning, His Royal Highness can be used, but he cannot be given authority, the Central Plains is in chaos and cannot be rushed back, His Royal Highness can let people stick to Tongguan, and then ordered Wang Yanzhang to lead the army out of Wuguan to seize Heluo and occupy Luoyang..."

Listening to Yu Fei's various strategic arrangements, the empress suddenly felt unspeakably sour in her heart for some reason, just lowered her head and drank peach blossom brew cup by glass.

The New Year's Day banquet ended in a hurry, and Yu Fei said goodbye to everyone and returned to Changshi Mansion.

And the empress, who returned to the room, changed out of King Qi's costume, put on a woman's clothes, looked at herself in the mirror, the empress's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, swept the bronze mirror to the ground, sat down, and looked at the front in a quiet daze.

Twelve years ago, the empress was still an innocent and carefree girl, living under the wing of her brother Li Maozhen, who was like a brother and father, but the elder brother left Miao Jiang because of an ethereal Longquan treasure.

And a promise to protect the country of Qi, since then the innocent girl has disappeared, leaving only the majestic King of Qi outside, the empress of the Phantom Sound Workshop who decides life and death in a word.

But who knows, she is just a woman who also needs protection.

......

On the seventh day of the first month of January, Yu Fei led 15,000 cavalry and 200,000 Tuntian soldiers to attack the eight party departments.

Yu Fei did not choose to go to Hengshan, but to go to Dingbian, first take Yanzhou and Lingzhou, and then go out of the Great Wall to force the party to fight a decisive battle with himself.

This strategy is better than being safe, step by step is to oppress people with national strength, conspiracy and trickery in the face of such a conspiracy, there is no room for survival, the disadvantage is that it is too safe, and it takes much longer than walking across the mountain.

Although Yu Fei likes to use Yang, he doesn't know how to use strange soldiers, but in this battle, he not only has to collect all the towns of Shuofang and Dingyan, but also arrange the 200,000 Tuntian Mansion soldiers.

In this way, it is naturally swept from place to place, and it is the safest.

After more than ten days of marching, Yu Fei finally saw the city wall of Yanzhou from afar.

"Dashuai, the front is Yanzhou, Yanzhou is now under the joint control of the Xifeng clan and the Pochao clan, both of which are the majority of the party, together with the attached small tribes, I am afraid there are no less than thirty or forty thousand horsemen."

Yu Fei nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, but I have a heart."

Hearing Yu Fei's praise, Feng Dao was overjoyed in his heart, and his face also showed excitement.

Feng Dao is not the officialdom of the four dynasties in later generations, just a young man who has just been eighteen, he was still a small scribe in Dingyuan a few days ago, and when he heard that Yu Fei was looking for an official who was familiar with the party situation, he ran to Yu Fei's camp and volunteered.

Yu Fei also took a fancy to this young man at a glance, not because he was influenced by celebrities in later generations, but this young man was very special, when facing the murderous military man in the army, not only did he not have the slightest nervousness, but he could also talk to Yu Fei eloquently.

In an era when such literati are bullied by martial artists and have no dignity, it is really an outlier to have such a teenager.

Yu Fei didn't mind cultivating this young man, and with a stroke of the pen, he hired him as the secretary of the marching army of the army, and Feng Dao also ascended to the sky and became a seven-rank official of Qi State.

"How good the people are, it's best to bring the Lingzhou to Ritchie together, this is the best."

Feng Dao rode on the horse, and the head on his head was blown by the wind and sand, and he complimented:

"The handsome man is amazing, these jumping clowns will naturally not be put in the eyes of the big handsome."

Yu Fei glanced at Feng Dao with a smile and ignored his compliment.

Feng Dao was a little embarrassed, arched his hand, and didn't dare to say more.

The army continued to move forward, and when it was still about three miles away from Yanzhou, Yu Fei ordered to set up camp.

Everyone should fetch water, camp should camp, and the army performed its own duties, but for most of the hour, a large camp covering an area of nearly ten miles appeared outside Yanzhou City.

At the head of Yanzhou City, looking at the stationary army of Lingxing, the two heads of the two departments, Xifeng and Pochao, were all nervous.

"Mo Likan, this Yu Dashuai, really didn't take us in his eyes at all, and actually camped under our noses."

The head of the fine seal named Mo Likan said with a smile:

"If this Yu Dashuai really sees us in his eyes, I won't dare to wait here, so I should flee with my clansmen for my life."

Another leader of the rather superordinate department nodded, turned to a young party youth, and said a few words.

The young man nodded, turned and went down to the city.