After listening to Xu Yuanzhong's words, Nangong Banmeng's face softened.

"The county lord." Zhao Qiancheng also said: "What Mr. Xu said is very true, at least for now, the Beishan Army will not be our enemy, which is equivalent to removing a big arm of the female king."

Seeing that he also said so, Nangong Banmeng could only accept the fact that the Beishan Army did not obey the order.

"Let's talk about it, what should we do next?"

Xu Yuanzhong is good at coping, but he is not good at long-term planning.

Nangong Banmeng asked this, he closed his mouth very interestingly, and looked at Zhao Qiancheng.

"Let's listen to Pavilion Master Zhao's opinion."

Zhao Qiancheng raised his head slightly, gestured in his hand, and then said, "If what I remember is correct, five days later, it will be the period of the first emperor's death for one month."

His eyes lit up, and Xu Yuanzhong seemed to understand Zhao Qiancheng's thoughts.

"Yes, just five days later, the emperor was mourned for a month."

"According to the Davidian ancestral system, the emperor must enter the Tibetan Imperial Mausoleum after a month of mourning. Dare to ask the county lord, did the emperor build a mausoleum for himself during his lifetime?" Zhao Qiancheng asked.

"Every emperor built a mausoleum for himself during his lifetime, and his father was no exception. The Tanglin he built for himself is three miles west of our garrison." Nangong Banmeng did not hide it.

The mausoleums that each emperor built for himself were royal secrets.

The workers who built the tomb could not even leave alive after the mausoleum was completed.

This was also to prevent the location of the mausoleum from being revealed, and tomb robbers patronized it after the emperor's burial.

But at this very moment, Nangong Banmeng didn't want to tell the location of Tanglin.

"How big is Tanglin?" Zhao Qiancheng continued to ask.

"The east-west space is about three miles, and the north-south longitudinal space is four miles." Nangong replied in a half-dream.

Zhao Qiancheng nodded and muttered, "Big enough, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people."

"Qiancheng, what is your plan?" Nangong Banmeng asked curiously.

At the same time, his eyes were full of anticipation.

Since Zhao Qiancheng took her out of Zhao Wangfu and rescued the Son of Heaven, he has become Nangong Banmeng's biggest support.

Ying Zhengqi didn't even have the opportunity to enter the big tent of the Chinese army at this time.

Without answering Nangong Banmeng's words for the time being, Zhao Qiancheng continued to ask, "Is Donglin connected to other imperial tombs?"

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Banmeng blurted out: "Yes, the emperor's grandfather's Maoling is on the side, and next to it is the ancestral tomb."

"Maoling can hold 10,000 Black Dragon Guards?" Zhao Qiancheng asked again.

Of course, these thoughts were all written to him by Li Feibai in advance.

Zhao Qiancheng only needed to follow the steps and ask one by one.

After that, the answers obtained were summarized and a way to pass them on to Li Feibai of the Tsing Yi Division.

"Maoling is no smaller than Tanglin, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of people." Nangong replied in a half-dream.

"Yes, very good!" Zhao Qiancheng pretended to be confident.

"Give me three days, and give the county lord a plan to destroy Nangong."

"Qiancheng, is that true?"

Happiness came suddenly, and Nangong's eyes lit up in half a dream.

"Have you ever boasted about Haikou?" Zhao Qiancheng asked confidently.

"Good!" Nangong half-dreamed of the case.

"If there is any need in Qiancheng, the lord of this county will fully cooperate, including Your Majesty."

The last four words, Nangong Banmeng emphasized.

"Yes, I'll go back to the camp first." Zhao Qiancheng turned around and left.

Naturally, he went back to the camp to pass on the information.

The next day, Zhao Wangfu.

The crowd deliberated.

Nangong Ding held a holy decree in his hand, and looking at the content on it, he kept sneering.

Then he picked up the teapot beside him and threw the decree into the charcoal fire.

"Let this king remove the command of the Black Dragon Guard, hmph, Nangong Banmeng is really whimsical." Nangong Ding sneered.

His Royal Highness, Sun Qirui and Xiao Wuji also laughed.

It seems that everyone heard a joke.

Only Li Feibai was silent.

His eyes turned to him, and Nangong praised him: "Fei Li, fortunately, you have foresight, otherwise at this time, this king will not be ordered, and it will not be if he does not obey the order, and it will be difficult for me."

The words are quite complacent.

"Captain Bai, your edict is really useful. From this point of view, even if Nangong Banmeng robbed the Young Emperor, it would be just an ornament, and it would have no effect at all." Sun Qirui also said loudly.

They are all finding a place for Nangong Ding.

"Nope." Nangong Ding's face changed: "It's still somewhat effective."

"Lord?"

"This morning the king got the information, and Nangong Banmeng also gave a decree to the Beishan army, roughly wanting Yuwentai to move the army to the imperial tomb and fight against the king together with the white-robed army. Although Yuwentai didn't move, he wrote a letter to Nangong Banmeng."

"Letter?" Li Feibai finally spoke.

"Yes, Fei Li guess, what does Yuwentai want to do?" Nangong asked.

After pondering for a moment, Li Feibai analyzed: "Since you don't want to move the army, and you wrote another letter to the county lord, it is obvious that Yuwentai doesn't want to offend on both sides, and he wants to remain neutral."

With a look of appreciation in his eyes, Nangong Ding clapped his hands and praised: "What Fei Li said is not bad at all. Yu Wentai claimed that there was an epidemic in the army and it was inconvenient to move the army, but he showed his heart to defend the royal family. He was afraid of offending the king and the young emperor in the future, so he chose to stand still and wait for the situation to change."

"Hmph, wallgrass." Sun Qirui scolded.

"No wonder he is." Li Feibai waved his hand: "Whether it is 20,000 white-robed troops or 10,000 black dragon guards, it is easy to destroy 50,000 Beishan troops. Yuwentai's prudence is also human nature."

"Therefore, it is still somewhat useful for Nangong Banmeng to rob the young emperor, at least now we have lost the help of the Beishan Army." Nangong Ding said.

"Fortunately, the Beishan Army didn't help Nangong Banmeng." Sun Qirui said to himself.

"Lord Wang, don't forget that there is still a force in the imperial city." Li Feibai reminded.

Hearing this, Nangong Ding immediately sat up straight, his face showing joy.

"This king has forgotten that there is such a powerful force, damn it, damn it."

He tapped his head as he spoke.

"Lord Wang, Bai Siwei, what are you talking about?" Xiao Wuji didn't know, so he asked directly.

Ignoring his question, Li Feibai continued, "If this power can be used by the prince, then there will be a clever plan to destroy Nangong Banmeng within five days."

"Fei Li, is this true?" Nangong set the spirit.

"Nothing to be said."

"Wait." Sun Qirui looked confused: "What is that power you are talking about?"

At this time, Xiao Wuji had already thought of it, and he blurted out: "Imperial City Forbidden Army!"

"Yes, there are still idle five thousand Imperial City forbidden troops in the city!" Li Feibai echoed.

"Imperial City Forbidden Army?" Sun Qirui still didn't understand: "But Situ Wuwu is a sworn enemy with us, and now he is still in the prison of Tsing Yi Si, how can he help us."

Holding the corners of his mouth and smiling, Li Feibai replied: "Actually, his subordinates and Situ Wuwu once got together in Taibai Building, and it can be heard from his words that he is not absolutely loyal to Nangong Qing."