"Your Majesty, Jiang Xingzhi has a grudge against the royal family of the Southern Kingdom, this is known to the world, and it is reasonable for him to kill the royal family, but it is wrong for him to slaughter the minister." Xie Songzhao pressed the corners of his forehead, "Your Majesty, now you should send someone to the southern Xinjiang as soon as possible to send Jiang Xing to prison, the southern toshi clan, if it is not handled properly, the south will definitely make waves again." Xie Songzhao put the letter in front of Emperor Jiayou, and Wan Shen came up with a pen and paper.

Wan Shen was about to retreat, but Xie Songzhao called out to him, "Father-in-law Wan, grind for Your Majesty first."

Emperor Jiayu glanced at his wrist, "Brother's wrist hurts?"

Xie Songzhao bowed, "Yes, Your Majesty's Southern Shi clan can send Kong Shuren and Ji Qinglin, Shuren was born in the Kong clan and is a descendant of the Mo Kong Saint in the world, the Shi clan should be one or two more tolerant of him, Qinglin is often a parent official, and he can be most sympathetic to the people's feelings, and it is only suitable for the two of them to go."

No matter how fast Xie Songzhao's speech was, Emperor Jiayou was still unhurried, stroke by stroke, horizontal and vertical, his lowered eyelids covered the emotions in his eyes, "Brother, this is an opportunity to deal with Southern Xinjiang."

Wan Shen had a thin layer of sweat on his back, and his legs couldn't stop shaking a little, even he could see what Emperor Jiayou meant, and Xie Songzhao could see it clearly.

Emperor Jiayou put down his pen, "Brother, the matter has come to this point, Jiang Xingzhi will definitely die, so is Jiang Ning guilty of lax control?"

Xie Songzhao got up and knelt down in front of Emperor Jiayou's case, "Your Majesty, Jiang Shuai is guilty of this, please punish him."

The tentative smile on Emperor Jiayou's face froze, Xie Songzhao saw his end almost at this moment, how loyal you are, and the people in high positions are afraid. Ren, how benevolent you were before you ascended the throne, and when you ascended to a high place, it still ended the same.

"Caution, go down." Emperor Jiayou's face turned cold.

Unable to ask for anything, Xie Songzhao raised his head, his eyes were already full of tears, "Your Majesty, the word benevolence, have you just left it behind?"

Emperor Jiayou stood up, "Brother, when I was clearing the fatigue of the nine counties of Jingxiang, I found that Jiang Ning was also involved, is he considered a loyal?"

Xie Songzhao shook his head and sighed, "Your Majesty, the family of the small people is not exempt from suspicion, let alone the king of a country? But Your Majesty, he is not involved for his own benefit, but for the sake of the people."

Emperor Jiayou looked sideways out of the window, his jawline stiffened like the branches outside the window, "Brother, if you stand in this position, what you see will be different."

Xie Songzhao stood up, "Your Majesty, it is precisely because the minister knows that he is trying to collect the scattered rights into your hands."

Emperor Jiayou loosened up a little, "I know."

Xie Songzhao touched the jade buckle and said, "Your Majesty doesn't have to suspect the Ming Dynasty, he was raised by the minister himself, and he is a Zhou minister, and he will never rebel."

"Brother trusts him so much?" Emperor Jiayou turned around.

Xie Song bowed his head, "Yes, Your Majesty rest assured, Uncle Lin and the prince are both in Yandu, even if Lin Shuai has a containment in His Majesty's hands, and Dongzhou now, each city has its own affairs, Your Majesty can directly control Dongzhou, but Your Majesty is still suspicious of Lin Shuai." Your Majesty, what you want to do is not the mean and unkind Emperor Chengde, but the Emperor Jiayou who is in the prosperous world."

Emperor Jiayou stared at him with a deep gaze, "Brother."

Xie Songzhao took a step forward, "Your Majesty, minister, set up another game for you to return the authority of the world to the heavens. Please also ask Your Majesty to be more tolerant of the virtuous and virtuous generals."

"Brother, if I tolerate it, they will gain an inch." There is no atmosphere of brothers, friends and brothers in the house, and there are no brothers in the heavenly family, only monarchs and ministers.

Xie Songzhao shook his head, "If such a situation occurs, then the minister is incompetent. Please give your Majesty and your ministers a period of three months, and the ministers will surely satisfy Your Majesty."

Emperor Jiayou held his hand, "If my brother makes a move, then I will be relieved. Southern Xinjiang... Brother don't worry, I'll send someone as he says."

Xie Songzhao took two steps back, "Thank you, Your Majesty. The minister asked His Majesty to bring the Southern Proton before, can Your Majesty bring it?"

"You can ask for it." Emperor Jiayou looked at the dangling hand and gently rubbed his fingers, "Brother is still separated from me."

Xie Songzhao immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty, the minister deserves death."

Emperor Jiayou felt

I was bored, so I sat back down, "I'm tired, you can go."

"Yes." Xie Song bowed and retreated to the door before turning around.

This year's spring is really strange, it actually poured a spring cold, and it made a lot of people in Xie Songzhao's courtyard turn on their backs.

"Ahem, ahem...... Gui Hong, take ...... Bring me my jade and put a piece of each letter...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Xie Songzhao leaned back on the back of the chair, looking a lot thinner.

"Master Hou, why are you writing again? If you want to write something, why do you still spend it on me?" As soon as Gui Hong pushed the door and saw his appearance, he couldn't help but chatter.

Xie Song looked at the letter on the table and shook his head, "Where can this letter be ghostwritten by someone else...... Bring it quickly."

Guihong came over with a box in his arms, and was stunned when he heard this, "Can't ghostwrite? Why is that?"

Xie Songzhao gently stroked the letter, "Have you heard of Fan Li?"

Guihong seemed to have been hit on the head, and his eyes fell on the envelope - Lin Shaoyou, Jiang Qiye, Dou Cangyue, Qin Zong...... They were all good friends of Xie Songzhao, and it seemed that a little ghost had crawled up on his back, slowly choking his throat, and he couldn't spit out half a word with his half-open mouth.

Xie Songzhao's eyebrows were a little more sickly, "Two letters per person, the one that put my jade on it, and ...... in the future" He lowered his voice a little, Guihong leaned closer, Xie Songzhao whispered, "In the future, if Your Majesty is jealous, you will believe in it, and you can avoid a disaster."

Guihong's lips were a little pale, "Master Hou......"

Xie Songzhao's wrist hung down, "Go quickly, send someone to invite Luo Chuan over, I'll ...... My hands hurt ......."

Guihong looked up at the beads of sweat on his forehead before he woke up from a dream, hurriedly pulled out to the door to call someone, turned around and quickly sealed the letter, and called his henchmen to send the letter out.

The royal city of Qiuzi.

Gu Mingchao looked at the human head hanging on the banner opposite and squinted, "Feng Ge is dead."

Pei Qin thumped the wall, "Hey!"

Gu Mingchao looked at the soldiers who kept singing and dancing on the opposite side and sneered, "It seems that the last night attack, the Mongolian damage was not enough."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do it again." Xie Haonan shook his head as he listened to the Mongolian soldiers' muttering.

Gu Mingchao said with a smile: "This time they killed people before the battle, and Feng Ge was not the only one who killed, you see, the head on the left is the leader of a large tribe in Mongolia, the one in the middle is Naritai, and the one on Feng Ge's left is Shi Yan. At this moment, Mongolia is really suffering from a big injury. I guess they're already trying to figure out how to withdraw."

Pei Qin was annoyed by the birds, "What should I do? Straight down?"

Gu Mingchao nodded, "Go down first to test the temptation, aiming to disrupt the opponent's military camp, Hao Nan will lead 3,000 soldiers, take advantage of the chaos to ambush on the opposite mountain, wait for two o'clock, I will open the city gate and fight, you will take the opportunity to cover up and kill, and retrieve Feng Ge's body."

The surface of the Mongolian tent is calm, but if you look closely, you can see the defense in everyone's eyes.

The Great Khan poured wine with a sea bowl, and some people below couldn't sit still, "Great Khan, in my opinion, let's withdraw our troops, the Zhou people are cunning, who knows if there is anything fine among us."

The Great Khan was silent and continued to pour wine, and the man sat down indignantly.

After drinking for another half an hour, the wine was in my heart, and someone dropped the bowl, "What do you mean? Still fighting?"

Sweating profusely and his eyes were hazy, "Yes...... Hit!"

The man sneered and kicked over the table, "Then you fight, I'm going to withdraw with my soldiers!"

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The blade pierced the body, blood rushed out, and the Great Khan kicked the man's body away, looking back at the crowd, "Who else is leaving?"

The person who spoke first was about to stand up, but was dragged by the person next to him, and the Great Khan looked at the unresponsive crowd, "Tomorrow! We'll fight tomorrow morning! No...... No! Tonight! Fight tonight! He hit us at night last time!" Z.br>

With that, he staggered back, and the man shook his hand away in dismay, "What are you pulling me for? We are out to fight, not angry, if he can't do it, then we should retreat! Or send them to death? Now that the morale of the army is weakened, how can we fight?"

The man who pulled him laughed, and was about to speak, when suddenly he heard a shout outside, "

Enemy attack!"

As if they had sobered up, they stood up and went to get their weapons, but they found that their hands and feet were so weak that they could not hold them at all.

"Let's call Zhou Guo Fan first, and then regret it when we go back."

Everyone looked at the man who spoke, "Is it okay?"

Fu Lang gripped the hilt of the knife, "That's all we have to do now, we can't beat it, we might as well go back and guard our territory."

"Okay, you go and say, we won't say." Someone took the lead, and everyone else followed.

Fu Lang also had his own thoughts, so he should come down and go out of the tent at that time.

Gu Mingchao's long knife was dripping with blood, and he looked at the approaching fur and said, "What about sincerity? Why should I believe you?"

Fu Lan changed his palm to the sky, "I will kill our Great Khan. I am willing to live in peace with the Zhou State, my territory and the mutual market of the Zhou State are the closest, leave it to me, I can handle it."

Gu Mingchao lightly turned his knife, "Okay, tonight, I want to see the Mongolian tent hanging the white flag, as well as the Great Khan you promised."

Fu Lang changed and bowed again, "In the future, we will take Yin Mountain as the boundary and never offend each other."

Gu Mingchao smiled and nodded, "Okay."

It's all a lie, and who would take it seriously.

Pei Qin muttered behind him, "This...... That's it? That's how Mongolia is settled?"

"If there is no civil strife, who has the heart to face the outside? They made the wrong first step, and they are defeated today. You don't have to kill them all." Gu Mingchao looked at the sky, "If there is no foreign enemy, what is the use of a general?"

Pei Qin just wanted to refute, but he heard Gu Mingchao say again, "King Pei Jun, you are suitable for this kind of vast territory and defend strong enemies."

Pei Qin habitually asked, "What about you?"

"Go back and cook for my master and plant bamboo." Gu Mingchao's eyebrows stretched, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and headed towards the city gate, there should be a letter from him today.

Yoda was waiting for him outside with the letter, "Childe, Hou Ye's letter."

Gu Mingchao turned over, took the letter and opened it, and looked at it as he walked, "What about Guihong's letter?"

"I've seen it, and I said that Master Hou has a poor appetite recently and uses less food, and His Majesty is here again, so things will naturally increase." Yoda sighed as he spoke.

Gu Mingchao looked at the letter full of pages, "This must have been written for several days...... Your Majesty is really going to come up." Paused at his feet, "Go and ask the king to come over."

At this time, everyone in the Mongolian tent had short knives in their hands, tiptoeing close to the back tent of the Great Khan, and the earth-shattering snoring did not make them let down their guard, but they all held the knives tighter.

Everyone gathered around the collapse, and the greasy tiger skin fell half to the ground, but the snoring suddenly stopped, and the sweat glared and scolded, "What are you doing?!"