"You should know what I want to do, I marry you, in large part because the person above needs me to marry you."

Jiang Duyun looked at Li Weishen, and could only see his general outline in the darkness.

"Instead of letting the two generals join the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is better to let a checkmate chess piece mix in one, besides, I received news that Xiliang is ready to raise troops."

"What?"

Jiang Duyun was a little surprised, was it so fast? Then Xue Ping is also going to Xiliang!

"I think there will be your second brother-in-law on this expedition."

"So, you're ready to deal with Jiang Mansion, right?" I saw him nod again.

"I need Prime Minister Jiang's power, so the Prime Minister's Mansion is safe for the time being."

"So what do I need to do?"

"Accompany me to play this scene, and after the matter is completed, I can change your identity and let you be free and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

This feeling is good, Li Weishen sat in the position of the emperor, even if Xue Ping really became the king of Xiliang, he had Li Weishen to protect him, he didn't dare to do anything!

"Okay, that's a deal."

-

The matter of Jiang Fu marrying his daughter has been spread throughout the capital, and many people have added fuel and vinegar to the matter of the church that day, so that now the people in the whole capital know that Miss Jiang San married a dying person.

Her imminent widowhood seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Even on the second day, Miss Jiang San returned by herself, although she brought many gifts, no one felt envious.

Everyone is speculating whether the eighth prince is running out of time.

Just when everyone was speculating, a bigger news came over directly, like water dripping into the oil pot, and the capital and even the entire Datang exploded.

Xiliang sent troops to Datang.

Recruitment began inside and outside the capital, and as for the candidates for the expedition, sure enough, the emperor decided on the brothers Wei Hu and Wei Bao.

On the second day of Datang's army, when everyone's thoughts were all on the army, Li Weishen woke up quietly.

The first thing he woke up was to enter the palace to face the saint, his face was sallow, his eyes were blue, his lips were white, if his eyes were not still open, he was afraid that he would be no different from a dead man, of course, he couldn't walk in like this, and a few little eunuchs carried a sedan chair into the palace.

Jiang Duyun entrusted him with his blessing, and it was the first time he entered the existing palace.

Xuanzong's grade is a little older, and his hair is also white, but people look still spirited, I have to say that Xue Ping does look seven points similar to Xuanzong, especially the eyebrows and eyes, but Xuanzong's eyes are sharper, a pair of eyes seem to be able to see people through, and the appearance of not being angry and self-authoritative makes people fearful, and he is worthy of being the emperor in charge of life and death.

As usual, he said a few words to the couple and told Li Weishen that he must take care of his body, he still needs him.

However, Li Weishen looked like he had to take a few breaths when he said two sentences, which made people afraid that he would faint to death, and Xuanzong did not ask them to stay for a long time, and sent people back on the grounds that it was important to recuperate.

It was not until the little eunuch put him in the carriage that there was no one around him that he sat upright.

"Looks like he believed?"

"Half, he's an old fox, no matter what it is, he'll have doubts."

"So what do we do next?"

"Then make the play more realistic."

On the second day, the eighth prince, who had woken up and was going to place his father-in-law, had just arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and before he stepped in, he fainted and hurriedly pulled back to the Eight Princes' Mansion.

It is rumored that Prime Minister Jiang Cheng didn't like the prince, and he fainted directly with his face at the door, and some people said that Jiang Fuke was the eighth prince, and some said that Miss Jiang San forced the prince to come to see her father-in-law.

There are different opinions, anyway, it is to pull the Jiang family into this whirlpool of public opinion.

Jiang Duyun, who was speculated by everyone to have a bad time, was leaning on the soft couch and taking a bite of a small grape, while still reading the script, so leisurely.

A certain prince who fainted walked out of the study, sat on the other side of the couch, pinched a grape and threw it into his mouth, Jiang Duyun glanced at him, and then lowered his eyes.

"Is the prince free today?"

"Su Long set off with his troops, and the border pass was like a broken bamboo, but recently there has been news of defeat one after another, and the top can't sit still."

Hearing him say this, Jiang Duyun was thinking about the plot in her mind, she probably knew what was going on, Xue Ping still went to join the army just like in the plot, it is estimated that this time it was because the limelight was too strong, or it annoyed Wei Hu and was framed.

It seems that it is inevitable that he will go to Xiliang.

It's just that this time, his knotted wife won't die, but I don't know if he will marry Princess Xiliang without any scruples.

"Now that Su Long is gone, this war should be over soon."

"yes, that's why Thirteen followed."

This Xuanzong wanted the thirteen princes to make contributions.

"Then what does the prince think?"

"This battle won't end so soon, I hope Thirteen will come back alive."

In the twenty-eighth year of Tang Xuanli, the Tang army won a great victory, Xiliang was defeated and retreated to outside the Shanhai Pass, the battle lasted half a year, the general Wei Hu fell, and the thirteen princes were crippled in both legs, which can be described as a heavy loss.

When Jiang Twilight saw Emperor Xuanzong again, it was the Chinese New Year's Eve family banquet, and the eighth prince's injuries were good or bad, sometimes unconscious and sometimes sober, and the whole person's face was not very good.

Li Weishen has lost more than a dozen pounds, and in order to match his current sickness, his cheeks are so thin that he is sunken, and he will die soon when he looks at it.

The Xuanzong on the high hall is visibly old with the naked eye, the white silk is almost full, the blue and black under the eyes are obvious, and he has lost a lot of weight, and the dragon robe is much empty, so he looks weaker than Li Weishen.

The most valued son has lost his legs, and he is sad, seeing that the remaining two sons are not as good as one another, in order not to let Datang fold in his hands, Xuanzong has worked hard these days, and the rain and dew of his efforts are even.

He wanted to have a few more sons, but unfortunately, after working hard for several months, there was no news that the concubine was pregnant.

Jiang Duyun sat on Li Weishen's right hand, and on his left hand side was the eldest prince Li Changmao, his face was pale, his body was thin, and even the dishes on the table were different from others, most of them were light dishes that could not be lighter.

He didn't have any concubines around him, only two little eunuchs were making dishes.

I heard that he knew that his life was short, so he did not want to marry a wife, so as not to delay other girls.

And her lower hand is sitting on the thirteenth prince, the lower end of the robe is an empty trouser tube, when he comes in, the eunuch carries it in, the whole person is gloomy, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, it will come up and bite you when you can't keep it.

Everyone didn't dare to linger long, for fear of provoking him unpleasantly, and I heard that the thirteenth prince after losing his legs was very cruel and broke the legs of many minions.

Jiang Duyun only felt that there was a gaze sweeping over him.

"Don't look."