Night.

The garden is brightly lit and lively.

Since Qin Wei moved out of the Qingsi Garden, this Qingsi Garden has become a place for the Chief Secretary to receive distinguished guests.

Lan Yuehou came, and naturally he also wanted to live in this Qingsi Garden.

Qin Wei walked into Qingsi Garden with a familiar car.

Before he entered the main hall, he heard Lan Yuehou's somewhat exaggerated laughter.

"Lord Tian, this big gift has been accepted by the Marquis, hahaha~~"

"It's rare, Luzhu takes a health pill and gives it to Lord Tian."

As soon as Qin Wei stepped into the main hall, he saw the maid beside Lan Yuehou take out a porcelain bottle and hand it to Tian Sixin.

Jianjian Dan, listening to the name, seems to be a very common pill.

But in fact, the Jianjian Pill belongs to the Seven Pins of Pill, and it is priceless in the market.

The biggest effect of the health pill is to strengthen the body, whether it is a martial artist or not, it has a good effect after taking it.

For many dignitaries, the value of the Fitness Pill far exceeds that of most pills that improve cultivation.

This Lan Yuehou is a local tyrant!

Seeing this, Qin Wei's eyes lit up.

Just as Qin Wei stepped into the main hall, the lively atmosphere in the hall suddenly stopped.

A group of officials stood up in an uproar, bowed down and said, "Meet His Royal Highness the King of the County!" ”

Lan Yuehou was stunned when she saw this.

He looked at the officials around him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

There are more than a dozen officials in this hall, and they are all high-ranking officials in the yamen of the three divisions of Tianzhou.

Lan Yuehou couldn't help but be surprised that these officials could be so respectful.

Of course, he was only surprised.

"I've seen the King of Xin'anjun!" He also stood up and arched his hands casually.

"Xiao Wang has seen Master Hou!"

Qin Wei returned the salute, and then walked to Lan Yuehou and sat down.

Lan Yuehou looked at the originally empty chair with a sudden look in her eyes.

Just now, he wondered why there was an empty chair next to him, it turned out to be for Qin Wei.

"Ladies and gentlemen, sit down!" Qin Wei waved his hand.

"Your Highness!" The people answered.

Qin Wei's appearance made the originally lively banquet a little restrained.

All the officials looked very uncomfortable around Qin Wei.

I don't blame them, after all, Qin Wei had rectified the entire Tianzhou officialdom before.

Being able to sit here at this time doesn't mean that they don't have a problem, it's just because Qin Wei doesn't want to clean them up.

Lan Yuehou looked at this scene, and the look in her eyes became more and more strange.

"Your Highness should only be sixteen years old!"

It's just that at the age of sixteen, this group of officials was packed up properly, and Lan Yuehou couldn't help but admire in his heart.

"Well, I heard that Master Hou loves wine, so this king specially asked people to prepare a good wine."

Qin Wei raised his head and gestured to Xiao Shunzi at the door.

Xiao Shunzi immediately came over with a gray jar.

On the surface, the jar looks very old, and even the mud seal on it has changed color.

Looking at the wine jar, Lan Yuehou's eyes suddenly lit up a lot.

"What kind of wine is this?"

"Three hundred years of cold brewing!" Qin Wei said with a smile.

As the king of the county, Qin Wei naturally will not lack good wine and tea, although he does not accept gifts from officials, but Zhenwusi will raid his house from time to time, and he will always copy some good things.

For example, these 300 years of cold brewing.

There were three jars before, Qin Wei opened one jar and tasted it, it tasted good, but he was not a good drinker, so he drank a few small cups, and the rest were all cheaper Yuwen Chengdu and Huoyun Evil God.

Qin Wei slapped open the mud seal, and suddenly the rich aroma of wine spread, filling the entire lobby.

"It's really good wine!"

Lan Yuehou smelled the aroma of wine and praised.

"Pour the wine!"

Qin Wei asked Xiao Shunzi to pour wine.

"Please!"

"Then Ben Hou is welcome!"

Lan Yuehou raised his wine glass and drank it up.

"Good wine!"

Then, the two of you drank a cup and I drank a cup of water.

Drinking with others was quite boring, but drinking with Lan Yuehou made Qin Wei let go a lot.

After all, others didn't dare to pour him, but Lan Yuehou was unscrupulous in doing things, and kept persuading Qin Wei to drink.

After coming and going, Qin Wei was slightly drunk, and his temperament was even more relaxed.

"There are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, Master Hou, please!" Qin Wei looked at Lan Yuehou with drunken eyes and said.

"Okay, Your Highness is refreshing, Ben Hou naturally can't lag behind."

The two drank it all, and Qin Wei carried the empty jar, "Xiao Shunzi, where is the wine?" ”

"Your Highness, the wine is gone!" Xiao Shunzi said helplessly.

"Isn't there another jar? Go get it. Qin Wei said dissatisfiedly.

"Haha, it turns out that His Highness still has good wine hidden." Lan Yuehou said with a smile.

Xiao Shunzi had no choice but to quickly run back to the Yamen of the Zhenwu Division to get wine.

Fortunately, the Yamen of the Zhenwu Division was not far from Qingsi Garden, and he came back after a while.

The mud seal was opened, and the two drank again.

When everyone around saw this, they all looked at each other.

It's just that the words and deeds of the Marquis of Lan Yue are formless, why has His Royal Highness the King of the County become so formless.

A group of people watched the two of them drink like this, until midnight, Qin Wei seemed to be drunk.

"I'm drunk and sleeping, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the qin."

"Lan Yuehou, don't forget, come to this king for a drink tomorrow!"

Qin Wei said in a daze.

Lan Yuehou's eyes were full of smiles and said, "Your Highness, this is the residence of this marquis. ”

"Really? Didn't this king live here? Qin Wei looked up at the familiar lobby and said with drunken eyes.

Lan Yuehou drank a glass of wine again and said to Xiao Shunzi, "Help His Highness go back and rest." ”

"Whoa!" Xiao Shunzi responded, and hurriedly approached Qin Wei, "Your Highness, we should go back." ”

"Hmm!" Qin Wei seemed to say unconsciously.

Xiao Shunzi had no choice but to beckon Yu Wencheng to help Qin Wei.

And everyone in the hall also said goodbye.

For a while, the lively lobby became empty, leaving only a table of leftovers.

Lan Yuehou lifted the wine jar and shook it, poured himself a glass of wine, and continued to drink.

"Childe, this King of Xin'an County seems to be very difficult." Lao Suo came to the front and whispered.

"Hehe, of course it's not easy!"

Lan Yuehou tasted the wine, "Our Emperor His Majesty seems to have lost his eyes, hahaha~~"

Lao Suo stroked his long beard and looked at the empty courtyard with some distraction.

"I can't see through it."

"If you can't see through, you can't see through it, and it has nothing to do with us!"

Lan Yuehou poured a glass of wine again, "I'm drunk and sleepy, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the qin." Good poetry, good wine, and a good royal highness! ”

……

Call~~

Walking out of Qingsi Garden, Qin Wei let out a long breath, and his drunken and hazy eyes became a lot clearer.

"Your Highness, you're not drunk!" Xiao Shunzi was surprised when he saw him like this.

Qin Wei stood up straight, "It's okay, I didn't drink and lie down!" ”

The 300-year-old cold brew is good, but the alcohol content is a little touching, and it is estimated that it is only more than ten degrees.

Although he didn't practice the amount of alcohol, his innate physique was enough for him to quickly relieve his hangover.

So he drank several catties of wine, and he was only a little drunk.

"It turns out that His Highness is pretending to be drunk!" Xiao Shunzi said suddenly.

Qin Wei walked towards Zhenwu Si and said, "This king doesn't really like to drink, he just wants to get to know Lan Yuehou, how can he get drunk?" ”

"Then how much does His Highness know about Lan Yuehou?" Xiao Shunzi asked with some curiosity.

"What do you think?" Qin Wei looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Shunzi thought for a while and said, "This Lan Yuehou looks dissolute and rude, but in fact he is very measured, and he has no disrespect for His Highness. ”

"And his four maids are all very beautiful, Your Highness, is this Lan Yuehou still lustful?"

Qin Wei smiled dumbly, "Have you noticed the cultivation of his four maids?" ”

"Uh, no." Xiao Shunzi scratched her head and said.

Qin Wei looked at Yuwen Chengdu again.

"It should be a nine-rank martial artist!" Yuwen Chengdu Road.

"What about the four guards?" Qin Wei asked again.

"It's also a nine-rank martial artist."

"Where's the old man?"

Yuwen Chengdu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "I can't see the depth." ”

"If you can't see the depth, it means that his cultivation is far beyond yours." Qin Wei said.

Not to mention Lan Yuehou's cultivation, just talk about the old servants, maids and guards around Lan Yuehou.

One innate martial artist, eight ninth-grade martial artists.

"This Lan Yuehou must have a deep secret!" Qin Wei said softly.

There are many masters in the court, but there will never be so many masters around a Hou Ye, let alone Hou Ye, even King An and King Heping do not have so many masters around them.

……

Yunzhou border.

There is a big difference between the north and south borders of Dali, the northern border is mainly defensive, so a lot of pier fortresses are built, while the southern border is mountainous and forested, so there are only a small number of fortified cities as military garrisons.

Nanyang City is the largest garrison of the Yunzhou border army, the city wall is ten zhang high, located on the bank of the Nanyuan River, there are 100,000 troops in the city, deterring the three barbarian countries in the southwest of Dali.

The night sky is quiet and the moon is high.

The Nanyuan River is rushing endlessly.

In the cold breeze, Changping Hou Maojiang was dressed in cold iron armor, standing on the majestic city wall, staring at the rushing river.

The moon is cold, the river is surging, and the rolling waves are jumping.

Mao Jiang rubbed his eyebrows and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Beside him, a middle-aged man wearing a blue-gray robe, the man wore a jade crown, his face was ruddy, and he exuded a steady and condensed temperament, looking from afar, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Brother Yunshan, we have been exposed!"

"I thought we could hide for a while, but I didn't expect it to be exposed now!"

Mao Jiang said with a headache.

Gong Yunshan stood with his hands in his hands, the robe on his body hunted, and said, "It's just you who is exposed." ”

"So what?" Mao Jiang said with some dissatisfaction.

Gong Yunshan smiled lightly and said casually: "As long as you can hold Lan Yuehou back, we still have a lot of time." ”

"Lan Yuehou!"

Mao Jiang was full of dullness and uneasiness.

Eight thousand bright moons are in the clouds, and one hundred thousand Rong can't ride the test.

Thinking of Lan Yuehou's Mingyue Army, Mao Jiang's heart beat like a drum.

He had seen the Mingyue Army show its might in Yunyan City with his own eyes, and it was he who persisted in Yunyan City for more than a month before waiting for the support of the Mingyue Army.

At that time, he had not yet inherited the position of marquis, but he had already made great achievements in the northern border army and became the chief general of Yunyan City.

The Battle of Cloud Smoke City was not only a battle that he didn't want to remember, but also a battle full of glory and glory.

It was precisely because of the Battle of Yunyan City that his status in the Dali Army continued to improve, and after inheriting the position of Marquis, he was promoted to the commander of the Yunzhou Border Army.

For more than ten years, he has been guarding the border of Yunzhou for Dali. Although there was no outstanding achievement during the period, his prestige in Yunzhou became higher and higher.

"Maybe I won't be able to delay it for long!" Maojiang Road.

Gong Yunshan frowned slightly, "The Mingyue Army only has 8,000 soldiers, but you have 200,000 troops under your command." ”

"Brother Yunshan, when I was loyal to Dali, I had an army of 200,000 under my command, and the officials of the entire Yunzhou were willing to submit to me. But after the betrayal of Dali, no one can be sure how much of the 200,000 army under my command remains! ”

Mao Jiang said helplessly.

The prosperity of the glass has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the allegiance of the officers and soldiers in the army has never been the main general of the army, but the entire big glass, which is the glass emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

If Mao Jiang is a loyal and good general of Dali, they are naturally willing to follow Mao Jiang, but if Mao Jiang is a thief and a rebel, will they be willing to follow Mao Jiang and become a rebel?

"As the commander of the first army, but unable to control the soldiers under his command, Mao Jiang, are you a little incompetent?" Gong Yunshan said unceremoniously.

Mao Jiang glanced at him and turned his head to look at the rushing river.

He didn't want to talk to this guy with a bad brain.

I'm incompetent, you're an idiot.

You think that if you are the master of the three islands of Xiaoyao Island, you will be able to command thousands of troops!

You are also cultivating to a high point.

Well, this guy must be a cultivator with a bad brain!

He complained in his heart.

Gong Yunshan's strength is very strong, but he is only strong, and in terms of marching formation, he is not as good as a guerrilla general in the army.

"Forget it, I'll do my best to hold Lan Yuehou back."

No matter what Shang Yunshan's brain was, now he had to rely on the support of Xiaoyao Island.

This path was chosen by himself, and now it is too late to regret it, so he can only go one way to the dark.

"We still need two to three more years." Gongyun Mountain Road.

"I'll do my best!" Maojiang Road.

Two to three years is not a short time, but the terrain of the three southwestern states is complex, and Mao Jiang is still very confident in strategically delaying time.

Gong Yunshan nodded, "The Nanli tribe will help you." ”

Mao Jiang's eyes narrowed, he looked back at him suddenly, and said with a gloomy face: "You actually cooperate with the barbarians? ”

"Can't you?" Gong Yunshan said indifferently.

"Of course not!" Mao Jiang said angrily.

"There are things that require patience in order to accomplish great things."

"Do you know that Lao Tzu's son died under the knife of those barbarians?" Mao Jiang's face turned red, and his eyes looked at Gong Yunshan with resentment.

"It's because I know that I'm here in person." Gong Yunshan looked at Mao Jiang calmly.

"You!"

Mao Jiang looked at him coldly.

There were some things he could not care about, but there were some things he would never allow.

"I won't let those barbarians step into Nanyang City for half a step!"

He said in a cold voice, and then walked away.

Gong Yunshan quietly looked at his departing figure, not feeling any surprise, and there was no anger in his heart.

Mao Jiang had such a reaction, he had already expected it.

That's why he came to Yunzhou in person.

(End of chapter)