Behind Shangzhou City, where Lin Manliu and others were, there was a Puzhou City that had been captured earlier by the Western Coalition Army.

In this square city, in addition to the two Northern Yan Kings leading the army on the surface, there is also a group of people who have not been recorded in the army of the Northern Yan King.

Its number is only a hundred, but it includes all the masters of the rivers and lakes in the former Yanwang Domain.

They have a common name - Listening to the Wind Blowing Snow Drunk Shengge, also known as Blowing Snow Pavilion.

At this moment, all the men of the Blowing Snow Pavilion were secretly stationed in a mansion, and their duties here were only two things.

First, sort out the military information transmitted from the front line; Second, guard the two people in the main hall of the house.

At this moment, in the main hall of the council, through the half-open door, you can faintly see the scene inside, a man and a woman are playing chess.

The man has an elegant face, a purple robe with large sleeves hanging on the ground, and the cuffs must be rolled up every time he falls, so as not to fiddle with the chess pieces on the chessboard.

The woman was also dressed in brocade clothes, and from between her eyebrows, she could feel a sense of unexplained majesty.

If she can be born with a male appearance and change into a dragon robe, I am afraid that the emperor who reigns over the world will be like her.

After all, she is a woman, and she is not the son of heaven who is ordained by heaven.

The purple-robed and big-sleeved scribe raised the chess pieces in his hand for a long time, and his face once again showed a worried look.

The beautiful woman did not show any dissatisfaction in the face of the man's long examination, but waited for the fall as usual, and at the same time waited for a new start.

She picked up the hot tea on the table with both hands, and said softly without slowness: "At first, I thought that Mr. Mo was planning a backward move, so he would be undecided, but even I, a person who is not good at chess... After watching so many plates, I also saw some opportunities for a turnaround. ”

Obviously there is a chance to turn the tables and win, why deliberately avoid it?

In such a chess game, she has been playing with Mr. Mo in front of her for more than half a month.

In the woman's opinion, this scribe named Mo Wuyan, after entering the Yan King's domain alone, did not go to visit the Yan King to seek an official status, but found her alone, if it was not for someone who knew the inside story of Yan Land, he would definitely not be able to spy on the truth.

Mo Wuyan laughed miserably and put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess jar.

He looked at the woman in front of him and bowed.

"These days, it's troublesome for the Yuan Pavilion Lord to play chess with Mo, so there is no need to bother the Yuan Pavilion Master in the future..."

The woman who was called the "Yuan Pavilion Lord" suddenly had a little more joy on her face.

She replied loudly: "In the future war in Xijing, Mr. Mo has a way to deal with it?" ”

Mo Wuyan smoothed the folds on the big sleeves of the purple robe, and the whole person got up and walked to the exit of the main hall.

"Now that the chess pieces that had been placed before are all connected, it's time for them to get to know each other... As for the endgame, the Yuan Pavilion Master doesn't have to worry too much. ”

When the woman heard this, she drank the hot tea in her hand, and then called the names of the two dead men.

"Qianyi, Kan Four!"

The next moment, in the main hall, which was originally empty, two armored people with black armor covered in black armor and draped all over their bodies immediately flashed.

"The two of you escort Mr. Mo and Jun Datong to unite, there must be no mistake!"

The two A-men did not reply, but only saluted the beautiful woman with a fist.

Mo Wuyan wasn't too surprised by the actions from behind, he just casually pushed open the hidden door, and then walked out of the main hall.

The two dead soldiers, Qianyi and Kansi, moved extremely quickly, and quickly followed the purple-robed and big-sleeved scribe out of the main hall, and after a while, the three of them disappeared into the courtyard.

......

In the dim main hall, only the Yuan Pavilion Lord remained.

She looked at the unfolded chess pieces on the table, and for no reason remembered the picture of the first time she met this Mr. Mo.

At that time, the Yanwang Domain was still the richest territory in the northern part of the hot sun, and the strength of the army directly chased the Liaoyuan Army in the Guannei.

And this purple-robed scribe with big sleeves secretly contacted Jun Feiyu, the commander of the Yandi army, through some secret means.

Later, under the recommendation of Jun Feiyu, he came into contact with her, the master of the Yuan Pavilion.

The first time the two met, Mo Wuyan bluntly revealed her identity, if it was Jun Feiyu, the great commander, who was the actual controller of the Yan King's soldiers and horses, then she, the Yuan Pavilion Master, was the king of the entire Yan Land behind the scenes.

As for the Yan King on the bright side, he is just a puppet with the blood of the Xia family.

She remembers asking...

Sitting on the main seat, she asked: "I don't know what advice Mr. Mo has when he comes this time?" ”

Mo Wuyan replied aloud: "The pattern of the two saints coming to the dynasty and ruling the world together will not last long, and the Yuan Pavilion Lord and the Great Commander need to prepare early. ”

She asked casually, "Why did Mr. Mo say this?" Even if the authority of the king cannot be delegated to others, at most it will change from the co-rule of the two saints to the sole control of the Son of Heaven. ”

Mo Wuyan twisted the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Jun Feiyu who was showing a defensive look on his side with a smile.

"What if the Son of Heaven cannot take back his authority? How much benefit can you have in the face of the Son of Heaven and your siblings? ”

Jun Feiyu said: "What Mr. Mo wants to say is that the virtuous queen will attack his lord and then take sole power? ”

At the same time as he spoke, his right hand was already clenching the blade at his waist, ready to slash the purple-robed sleeves in front of him.

Mo Wuyan looked meaningfully at the Yuan Pavilion Lord who was sitting on the throne at almost the same moment, and quickly looked back at Jun Feiyu.

This move suddenly made Jun Feiyu's face become more and more gloomy, and the hand holding the handle of the knife gradually increased its strength.

At this moment, the woman who was sitting in the main seat took the initiative to speak.

"Don't be rude! Mr. Mo has some truth in what he said, just keep talking! ”

Mo Wuyan clasped his hands in his sleeves and began to pace around the room on his own.

He looked up to the sky, as if he was counting the hour, and as if he was playing blind chess with himself.

"Now that there are many man-made disasters in the south, and the whole rivers and lakes are in chaos, the two of you should know something... Most of the people behind the scenes are people from the Northland Dynasty..."

"The expectation they want to achieve is that the rivers and lakes in the south can no longer stabilize the situation, so the constraints of unifying the north and south can be used as an excuse to nullify..."

Jun Feiyu responded: "The rivers and lakes are in chaos, and the imperial court spontaneously goes south to quell the chaos, and there will be no rivers and lakes in the future, and the north and south are completely owned by Yanyang." ”

Mo Wuyan looked at Jun Feiyu when he heard the news, nodded to him, and then continued to pace.

"The soldiers and horses of the dynasty went south for the first time, just to get rid of the Jianghu sect that hindered the unification of the north and the south..."

"The rivers and lakes of the Burning Sun Northland were all returned to the dynasty as early as twenty years ago, and they were tied together early, so there is only one trouble left..."

"It's the feudal king who left Beijing in the early years to serve as the king of various places, and the two of you are among them..."

Mo Wuyan said this, and suddenly felt a sunspot from his cuff, Jun Feiyu sensed his movements, and the blade on his waist instantly came out of the sheath by half an inch.

The latter instinctively wanted to protect the woman who was facing the throne, but was interrupted by both of them speaking at the same time.

"Let Mr. Mo finish his words, and don't worry about me."

"Commander Jun can rest assured, Mo is just a scholar, not a good player."

The two of them said this, Jun Feiyu could only stop there, and no longer interfered with Mo Wuyan's words.

The latter threw the piece in his hand to the ground, then found another piece, and quickly threw it again.

Mo Wuyan repeated the action in his hand like this, and threw six black seeds and one white one after another.

The woman who sits on the throne can naturally understand the meaning of Mo Wuyan.

She asked out loud, "Mr. Mo thinks that if I want to guard against Xijing, I have to secretly join forces with the other five?" ”

Mo Wuyan shook his head and said in response: "Since the six vassal kings failed to win the orthodox position before leaving Beijing, they have already lost to the person in Xijing, and it makes no sense for them to join forces..."

Then the woman asked, "Is it not an egg striking a stone with the power of one land?" ”

Mo Wuyan raised his hand and picked up a sunspot on the ground, and threw it casually.

The sunspot that was picked up again was thrown farther and farther away by the purple-robed and big-sleeved scribe.

He said aloud: "Die first, then live, and return to Nirvana!" ”

Mo Wuyan's words seemed to make the woman feel empowered, and then she and Mo Wuyan discussed some arrangements in detail, and the matter of "Nirvana" was finalized.

Later, on the eve of the gathering of the six kings in Xijing, Jun Feiyu secretly went north with the main force of soldiers and horses, and let more than 60,000 people hide in the northern grassland.

It wasn't until the death of the six kings in the Great Zhen Hall and the dark night cavalry swept through the boundaries of the vassal kings that Jun Feiyu took 60,000 people to the south again, and finally cooperated with Li Yanhe, Guan Xiao and others outside the eastern capital.

Behind all this, there is Mo Wuyan's plan with her.

And these days, the two played chess against each other in Puzhou City, which was Mo Wuyan's own meaning.

At first, Mo Wuyan's reason for playing chess was that he had nothing to do and played chess to relieve his fatigue.

But as she and Mo Wuyan started again and again, and each time Mo Wuyan's shots were extremely similar, she faintly sensed that something was wrong.

In this regard, the woman once quipped: "Does Mr. Mo want to use her to have fun, and he repeats a game of chess every day?" ”

At that time, Mo Wuyan did not answer, she could only complain casually.

"Mr. Mo is a man after all, and he is a woman, he plays chess in this palace all day long, what if the others in the pavilion misunderstand?"

Mo Wuyan immediately replied: "Mo doesn't even know the name of the Yuan Pavilion Master, so why should the Yuan Pavilion Master be afraid of these rumors?" ”

Hearing this reply, the beautiful woman suddenly became angry, knocked over a can of chess pieces casually, and raised her hand to point at Mo Wuyan.

But even with such a reaction, Mo Wuyan still looked like a good gentleman, and after putting away the chess pieces, he continued to drop the pieces with a smile on his face.

After she dropped the word "Yuanwei", the whole person slammed the door and walked out.

Mo Wuyan clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Congratulations to the Yuan Pavilion Master!" ”

Yuan Wei thinks back at this moment, she always feels a little funny and naïve about her behavior of reporting to her home that day.

How could she bother with those things? It's been a long time since it came out... Have you forgotten what you want to do?

The picture in my mind is still spinning, and I keep thinking about these days.

It's still Mo Wuyan looking for her to play chess together, and it's still a game of chess that can't be finished.

Yuan Wei went from losing within seventy-six hands at the beginning, to losing one hundred and twenty hands, and then to Mo Wuyan's indecisiveness.

The purple-robed big sleeves sitting opposite her were raised in one fell swoop, and they never dropped the chess pieces in their hands.

Every time he played this move, Mo Wuyan would fall into an endless long test, and at first he could barely continue to fall, but in the past two days, Mo Wuyan would only make her start again and start again.

As the chess game reopened more and more times, Yuan Wei also noticed something unusual.

Throughout the chessboard, the competition between sunspots and whites is just like the current situation in the world.

At first, Bai Zi was profitable, because he was sitting in Xijing, holding the demon queen who swept one side of the dark night horse, and between the chess layouts, the killing spirit had no hidden meaning at all.

The sunspots who were killed were defeated one after another, and there was no chance of resistance at all.

But when he reached the middle game, Bai Zi actually had a faint move, giving Heizi a chance to swallow most of the chess pieces in an instant.

From this moment on, the relationship between the sunspot and the white child gradually equalized, but the white child still had to face each other and did not fall behind.

The process of these counteroffensives is not exactly the men and horses that emerged from all over the country, the Nandi light cavalry led by Li Yanhe, the Hebei armor led by Guan Xiao, and the soldiers of the Northern Yan King who they prepared in advance, and the three mountains of burning bones who don't know where they came from.

Yuan Wei had seen this about the form of the chess game some time ago, but she still didn't understand why Mo Wuyan was hesitant.

Until today, Mo Wuzhi threw chess and admitted defeat, she looked at the purple robe in front of her, and her face no longer had the worried look before.

She seemed to understand something, so she looked back at the other party with a happy face.

Mo Wuyan is playing chess with Xijing from beginning to end, whether he is holding a black or a white son.

It seems that no matter what, he is asking for a "loss", a "loss" that can make the world stable and the world peaceful.

......

On this day, just three hours before Mo Wuyan rushed to Shangzhou City, the Western Coalition Army had already moved forward and approached Xijing City.

Jun Feiyu personally led 40,000 soldiers of the King of Northern Yan, together with 30,000 Liaoyuan troops under the command of Ma Youjie.

It was followed by the Nandi Light Cavalry in the hands of Li Yanhe and Guan Xiao and the Hebei Jiashi.

At the same time, there was also Xiao Baoli, who was sitting in Jinzhou City, and he took all the Liaoyuan troops under his command to the north and went to the outside of Xijing City.

When these two armies of soldiers and horses went to Xijing, in the northwest of Xijing, a group of strange people and horses called themselves "Burning Bones Three Mountains" suddenly emerged, and the person headed by them was called Yu Niu Huaji.

And Xijing's reaction surprised everyone!

The demon queen who troubled the world, Su Qi, who proclaimed herself the Emperor of Holy Virtue and Glory, held the jade seal in both hands, stood outside the Kaiyuan Gate of Xijing, and personally asked for surrender.

Standing behind her was Chu Xu, the commander of the Dark Night Cavalry, and all the Dark Night Riders who stayed in Xijing.