In the grasslands, the wind rises in the northwest, and this year's snow has been falling for a long time, and many low-lying grasslands have been buried by thick snow.

The tents stood on a hill, and under the hill there were neat rows of barbarian soldiers, and along the river you could see herds of cattle and sheep, and a little farther away, white tents lined one after the other, compactly like white pieces in a game of Go.

"Report! King Zuo Xian has arrived!" In the distance, on the hillside, a rider was galloping, heading towards the tent in the center.

"Roar. Hey, hey, hey!" The Manchu soldiers raised their broadswords in their hands and retreated to their sides, making way for them.

"Woohoo, whoa—"

The cry of the wolves resounded here, all the barbarian soldiers looked sideways, on the road, there were more than ten strong wolves pulling a noble frame, Zuo Xianwang held a pregnant she-wolf, his lips were close to the she-wolf's ear, and he didn't know what to say.

A squire walked out of the tent in the center of the mouth, knelt down and said, "My king is waiting, please enter the account of King Zuoxian!"

King Zuo Xian stepped on the back of his attendant and stepped off the frame, looking at the brightly lit tent, he raised a hand.

"Woohoo, woohoo!"

More than a dozen wolves stronger than adult barbarians shouted, and King Zuo Xian walked into the tent with a cold face.

In the tent, wine, meat, and a huge map were indicated—all the cities from the Yin Mountains to the Tianshan Mountains, and even the cities of the Western Regions.

There were eleven men sitting in the tent, all of them in strong numbers, and if they did not restrain their evil spirits, they would be able to lift the whole tent.

"Kulitong, I'm just one of you!" Nurhachi stood up from his main seat and patted Kulitong on the shoulder enthusiastically.

"Get out!" Hu Litong shook off Nurhachi's hand and glared angrily: "This king led the crowd south, and once tore through the Yinshan defense line, and almost attacked the city of Xuejin. But what about my reinforcements?"

He pointed at everyone in the room and exclaimed, "What about you? The three kings and nine clans of the grassland, where are your soldiers and horses!"

"In the words of the Central Plains, you are a bunch of bad seeds! Lu Shuang, she, is already dead, we have all seen it, ten celestials and men joined forces to kill, how can she live?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Nurhachi froze, turned to look around at everyone, and grinned, "Everyone, let's talk about it, King Zuo Xian will ask!"

Among the nine clans, a gray-haired old man sneered, "Hmph, I still remember that King Zuoxian's beloved son died in Chen Kongkong's hands, you didn't obey the order to lead the troops to advance, you used public and private, but came to question us, I also sent you a sentence of the original words, the vertical son is not enough and conspiracy!"

"After the painting is bad, you scold me for being a shaft! Is it true that this king can't understand the Central Plains?"

Hu Litong stretched out his hand and pointed at Tu Mu's inferior finish, and scolded, "Didn't this king send the secret message to your table? You don't talk about soldiers and horses, and you haven't even renewed the supply of grain and grass! Especially your Tumu tribe, this king asked people to urge food, and you dared to detain this king's people!"

Tu Mu snorted coldly, "Don't we need to distinguish the truth of the secret report? What's more, it's not the time we agreed to send troops, and the old man doesn't help you in order to maintain the entire alliance. Is it possible for you to set a precedent as a king, then do you want to hand over all the grain and grass we are waiting for!"

"I won't wait! Grain and grass are a major matter for the three kings and nine clans, how can we just draw it, when we came to form an alliance, we came to have enough food."

"That's it, King Zuo Xian, don't go too far, I heard that your five thousand Heavenly Eagle Army were folded in Chen Kong's empty hands, we know that you have fire, but this fire is on us, I can't bear it!"

With a sound of "poof", Hu Litong pulled out his big knife and shouted at the people of the nine clans who were shouting: "Calling you nine clans to come, it is this king who gives you face, is this king really afraid of you? Those who dare to stand in the way of the king's great affairs, one will kill one, and one will kill another!"

"Oh, hey, don't move the knife," Nurhachi stretched out his hand to hold the blade, clasped his five fingers on the blade, and said with a smile, "We are here to discuss, not to fight, to fight, to find people from the north to fight on the battlefield."

Hu Litong's thick eyebrows narrowed, looked directly at Nurhachi, and said in a deep voice: "According to the king's secret report, the Daxuejin army has taken away tens of thousands of elite horsemen overnight, and the Yinshan battle line is empty, just like a piece of straw paper, it will be broken when you poke it. The battlefield is changing rapidly, and you let Ben

The king summons you to a meeting before he sends his troops? By that time, the Yinshan front would have already been replenished."

He pointed his sword at everyone in the Nine Clans, and said coldly, "Wait, you have missed the best fighter!"

"Actually, it doesn't have to be ......."

Under the high seat, a man walked down, with a neat face, a square scarf on his head, and a book of Analects in his hand.

"King Zhuang Ming." The people of the Nine Clans bowed their heads and said.

Hu Litong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Li Ming, what do you mean?" And thou shalt oppose this king?"

Li Ming shook his head lightly and explained, "King Zuo Xian, please calm your anger, there is indeed a better fighter right now."

"Fighters? Yo, the king will listen to you." Hu Litong stuck the big knife on the ground and brought a wooden chair to sit down.

Li Ming spread out one hand and said to Nurhachi, "King Xirong, please take a seat."

Nurhachi's face softened a lot, and he stepped forward and grabbed Ku Litong's shoulder, "Let's go, you and I will go to the high seat."

"No," Hu Litong squinted at Li Ming, and pouted, "This king is just sitting here and watching, to see how much the young Zhuang Ming King has ability, I heard that he cultivates Confucianism?"

Nurhachi didn't say anything more, but came to the high seat and sat down.

Li Ming looked around at everyone and said, "Three days later, Lu Xing's crowning ceremony."

"Who is Lu Xing? I haven't heard of it."

"He is Lu Shuang's younger brother, dear," Li Ming glanced at the person who asked the question, and said something more weighty, "Li Wen's third son is also the youngest son." Chinese Net

"Li, Li Wen......" The people of the nine clans looked at each other, and everyone looked frightened, and the fear from the depths of their memories made them tremble.

"Bell!" Hu Litong kicked the back of the knife, and the knife roared, "What are you afraid of? She's dead!"

The people of the Nine Clans came back to their senses, "Yes, yes, she's dead......

Seeing that everyone's faces had returned to normal, Li Ming continued, "Three days later, on the day of Lu Xing's coronation, someone will assassinate him, and as soon as he dies, Wang Juming will rebel. The city of Xuejin changes, and the entire northern land will lose every square inch. His Majesty of the Great Zhou has agreed with me that he will not interfere in the affairs of the Northland, and we can wait for a long time......

"Wait", Hu Litong interrupted Li Ming's words, frowned, and said, "Wang Juming, he is talking about a poisoner, can he rebel?" He has a blood feud with the barbarians, why?"

Li Ming nodded and said, "It's still what King Zuo Xian said before, Lu Shuang is nowhere to be found now!"

"And the king has ambitions, he wants to be the king of Qingzhou."

Book house, Nuan Yu Pavilion.

Fu Muduan looked at the information in front of the case, his face was heavy, and he said, "The prince came just in time, the old man is in the barbarian clan, the matter is a bit big, why don't you see for yourself?" As she spoke, she pushed the letter on the table forward.

Lu Xing said: "Grandma Fu, let's say it directly, I have come all the way, but I have not been tossed and turned."

"Okay," Fu Mu nodded, but he was not in a hurry to speak, took a sip of the teacup, and asked, "Have you had a round room with Wang Zhiming?" How's she going?"

Lu Xing replied, "I have done everything that needs to be done, a very smart girl."

Fu Mu pursed half of his mouth and asked again, "What kind of person do you think Wang Juming is?"

Lu Xing thought for a moment and said, "Meticulous and unfathomable, he is the elder of Xuejin City, and he is a powerful person in the iron fight."

"The king will raise his name to rebel." Fu Mu's voice suddenly turned cold, as if all the questions just now were for this moment's sharp turn.

"Grandma tempted me? Are you kidding me?" Lu Xing was a little stunned and swallowed dryly.

"No, I just married Wang Zhiming, and he told me that the crowning ceremony will be held on October 8. The Wang family and the Lu family are close to each other, why does he want to rebel?"

Fu Mu raised his eyebrows and guessed, "Maybe it's to paralyze the world? After all, it's just a concubine, and it's not the position of the princess of the Northland."

"Maybe the information I received is fake, and my inside line is backlashing, and he provides false information in an attempt to cause trouble in Seoljin Castle?"

Lu Xing asked, "He rebelled, what did he get?"

Fu Mu didn't answer, but pushed the letter forward, and tapped his fingers twice.

Lu Xing understood, picked up the envelope, and there was only one line of words inside, concise, clear, and deafening, "The king wants to rebel in the name of the king of Qingzhou."

"King Qingzhou? King of Qingzhou! Qingzhou?" Lu Xing slapped the letter on the table heavily, his anger was short, and he said in a trembling voice, "He, dare? If he is not greedy enough and swallows an elephant, he is killing himself."

Lu Xing suddenly picked up the envelope, tore the envelope into shreds with three strikes and five by two, and then threw the confetti into the brazier.

"Who else knows this letter but you and me?"

Fu Mu shook his head and said, "No, it's a one-line connection."

"The prince might as well take a sip of tea first, the stakes are high, and we also need to verify the authenticity of the information."

The cold light in Lu Xing's eyes was even worse, and he said coldly: "There is no need to verify, and there is no time to toss, two days later, it will be the coronation ceremony, even if the order is issued at this moment, it is too late to transfer people back."

"If the king wants to rebel, there will definitely be a big move in the next two days."

"I know that Lu Shuang's disappearance has caused many people to have crooked thoughts, and only when Lu Shuang is not there, can he dare to rebel."

"The son of the world is angry." Fu Mu comforted.

"You and me, and the other elders, we old guys will help you."

Lu Xing shook his head and said, "No, I can't tell the other elders about this matter, if the news from the front line is true, the big war is about to break out, and making things big at this moment is tantamount to exposing the biggest flaw in Xuejin City to others." If there is a change in Xuejin City, the people of the northern land will be panicked, and they will collapse at the touch of a thousand miles."

Fu Mu asked, "If you don't tell it, how will the prince deal with it, Wang Juming is the world's first-class monk, except for a few pavilion elders, no one in Xuejin City can stop him."

Lu Xing said, "I'll handle the matter of Wang Juming, you help me keep an eye on the others, it's enough to have a Wang Juming in the Northland."

"Who are you staring at?"

"Qin Wu. The garrison of the Oike warriors is only two days away from Seoljin Castle."