An Xin thought that since Emperor Sheng An knew that King Liang had the intention of rebellion, and guessed that he would inevitably raise private soldiers if he had this heart, Li Ziyu and Kong Xun should bring at least tens of thousands of soldiers and horses this time.

Let's smash Huanglong and capture the king.

So she asked with great interest: "How many people did the two of you bring to wipe out the judgment party this time?" ”

Li Ziyu picked up the teacup and put it on her pale lips, lowered her eyes, and sipped lightly.

Kong Xun saw that he obviously didn't think to answer An Xin's question, and the one who did such an unreliable thing was only said by his son, who had secretly recognized him.

"A thousand."

"Poof." The tea that An Xin just drank into his mouth squirted out, "cough, cough, cough......"

Leng Xiangbai got up and walked over to pat him lightly on the back, "Are you better?" ”

An Xin raised his hand to stop him from continuing to shoot, raised his eyes and smiled at Kong Xun and Li Ziyu and said, "Excuse me, a group of us just went up the mountain to take a look."

Then he went to the place of exile according to the regulations, cultivated the wasteland and became self-reliant, and there was not much left. ”

Looking at An Xin's serious nonsense, except for Leng Xiangbai and Zhu Shijing, who came with her, Jiang Zhou and An Rui can have a good attitude to look at the jokes of the two.

Kong Xun and Li Ziyu could only walk over with a wry smile, holding down An Xin, who was about to get up and shouting to take people away, and begged for mercy.

An Xin stared at Kong Xun and then at Li Ziyu, who was expressionless, and the words he said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "You two fools, if you dare to sneak into Lingnan with a thousand people, you are not afraid that King Liang will find out and send troops to kill you." ”

Li Ziyu pursed her thin lips, glanced at Kong Xun lightly, and saw a touch of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

So he could only open his mouth and persuade: "Because the form of the capital is delicate now, if a large number of troops are mobilized, it will definitely alarm those with bad intentions."

When the time comes, we won't say that we will bring people to cooperate with you to clean up King Liang, but whether we can bring people out is a problem. ”

"These are the elite soldiers that the emperor asked us to bring, both in terms of weapons and skills are very powerful, one to ten... Should ......"

Kong Xun touched his nose: "It should be a bit of a problem." ”

Seeing the two singing and harmonizing, An Xin looked at them quietly.

You're playing with me like a three-year-old.

Anyway, I'm four years old, "......", can you say something reliable.

The fool also knows that King Liang has been operating here for more than ten years, not to mention that there are 100,000 soldiers and horses, at least 50,000 or 60,000 people.

As for the 1,000 people brought by the two of them, even if they are elite soldiers, they can't stand up to the large number of soldiers.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

I don't know if the old emperor sent his son to exercise, and by the way, he exterminated the rebellious vassal king, and wanted him to make a military contribution before recovering his identity.

In order to accumulate prestige for him, it will be easier to gain a foothold in the court after he returns, and accept him, the prince who was sent by the emperor to Huangjue Temple to pray for the blessing of the country from soon after he was born.

But seeing that the old emperor asked his son to bring such a few people, An Xin was a little suspicious that the Dog Emperor wanted to send this dragon egg, which he had hidden and protected for many years, here to beat egg soup for King Liang.

There is no level 10 brain-dead, who can do such a thing.

An Xin, who wanted to pick and choose, was stopped by a group of things that deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors and Kong Xun, a worthless dragon egg, with a dead face.

Li Ziyu's tone was flat: "A very good minister." ”

An Xin rolled his eyes and understood in seconds that "......" was still a very human minister, so idealistic, why didn't you go to heaven if you were paralyzed.

Seeing Li Ziyu's cool eyes glancing at a crooked-necked tree outside, An Xin's heart fluttered.

silently swallowed the words that were about to be vomited into his stomach, but he didn't dare to say it.

I'm afraid to say it, and then I think of the original life without love, find a crooked neck tree, and stage a drama for everyone who can't think of suicide.

Jiang Zhou said loudly: "I don't want to be scared every day of doubting my life, Xiaoshan Chang has to fulfill what you said at the beginning, and let me do whatever I want." ”

An Xin: "......" classmate Jiang is so idealistic, does your boss Old Man Shan know?!

Touching his chin, An Xin, whose eyes were dripping, looked at Jiang Zhou with bad intentions, secretly wondering if he should go to Old Man Shan to tell him and let him kill this rebellious thing.

Jiang Zhou seemed to see that An Xin was going to be bad, and said vigilantly: "If I have no one else to scare in the future, then I can only follow Xiaoshan Chang every day to respect the filial piety of the students." ”

Thinking of a bad boy with a poisonous mouth and a love of scaring people every day, An Xin's little heart couldn't help but tremble, and his bad thoughts immediately died down.

pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled, which was more ugly than crying: "Your wish will definitely come true." ”

“……”

Zhu Shijing silently tugged at the sleeve of his own little mountain chief.

An Xin turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

"Chief, you once said that managing a country's finances well is much more successful than me taking over the family's property and shop, how can you abandon us now and go to live a leisurely life as an exiled prisoner by yourself."

Kong Xun "......", as a prince who will return to the palace soon, may be the top boss of you people in the future.

Is it really good that you just talk about your ambitions so frankly in front of him?!

An Xin pulled out his sleeve, jumped back, and pretended to be loud: "Who... Who said that the exile life is leisurely and comfortable, I am going to live a hard life of clearing the wasteland and farming, and the especially hard life is good. ”

Everyone looked at her, and everyone had a meaning in their eyes.

...... "Do we believe this?!"

Li Ziyu and Jiang Zhou, Zhu Shijing still had to speak, and An Rui and Leng Xiangbai, who were suppressed by An Xin's eyes, did not speak.

The reason of several brothers is that they have worked hard for so long, and their dreams have not yet been realized, and as the head of the mountain, she still has the obligation to lead them towards the goal again.

He also took out what An Xin had said for Amway's six.

What is the first assistant of the proud ministers, what is the household department in charge of the country's money, and the imperial history platform that can scold whoever he wants......

At the beginning, in order to let them study hard, An Xin participated in the imperial examination and embarked on a career in office, changing the established tragic fate of the six of them.

In order to complete his task of teaching and educating people, and earn life for himself, he will not die at the age of thirty.

At that time, how desperately An Xin painted flatbread for a few people, and how cool the painting was, how annoying it would be.

An Xin looked up at the blue sky outside the door, and muttered with a bitter face: "The one who leans on the back has been retributed." ”

Zhu Shijing, Jiang Zhoushan, Leng Xiangbai and An Rui saw An Xin reluctantly sitting back on the chair in the middle of the lobby.

Several people winked at Kong Xun and pouted angrily.

Kong Xun nodded helplessly, he recognized this favor.

Who let him have such an unreliable emperor father, although there is a reason for transferring this person to them, but in fact, this little force wants to deal with a vassal king who has been entrenched in a fief for more than ten years.

That's the shell Lang lighting the lamp, looking for.

(End of chapter)