Mo Bai paused and gave a military salute: "Back to the prince, it's just five years." ”

That year, Yanjing was in turmoil, not only because of Qing Lianyi's death that made the imperial city panic, but also because the veteran who was originally stationed in southern Xinjiang died in the battle.

The military generals of the DPRK and China are old and old, and the young ones are too young.

It's the time when the green and yellow are not connected.

And the little emperor didn't show it on his face, but secretly he was anxious to support his own people to ascend to the throne.

Otherwise, one in the northwest and one in the south, if the people who use the season banquet are still used, then he will no longer have the initiative in the war.

If an emperor loses power militarily, then no matter how many ministers there are, it is impossible to sit on that throne.

So Jiangbei Weaving hurriedly helped the young Mobai to take the position.

With Mobai's qualifications, if he wants to unify southern Xinjiang and protect southern Xinjiang, he is actually still younger.

You must know that fighting a war is not like the infighting in the court, not compared to these cumbersome political affairs, but to lead the whole body, and every attack is the real sword of the enemy.

It has to arrange troops, set up formations, and carry the lives of tens of millions of soldiers on its back.

At that time, Jiangbei Weaving recommended Mobai to the throne, but in fact, it was opposed by many people in the court.

——Whether it is a person at the banquet or a military attache with a little experience as a general, the little emperor must think about it carefully, and he should not treat state affairs as a joke.

But Jiang Bei Weaving didn't have a choice, if he wanted to talk about people, he knew that there was no one in the court, and he was not a military general who was not a person at the Ji Shi Banquet, there was only one such as Mobai, so he couldn't let it go.

That was the first time he had a-for-tat confrontation with Ji Shiyan.

Because there were too many crusades, Jiang Beizhi sneered and looked at Ji Shiyan, who had not spoken: "King Cheng'an has commanded an army of 300,000 in the northwest, and the deputy general Rong Jin is the same age as Mo Bai, and Mo Bai has followed the old general to fight several times, and his qualifications are not inferior to Rong Jin, why can't he lead the position of the head coach of one side?" He has to grow! ”

An old minister stood up: "Your Majesty! It's okay for Mobai to be the deputy general, if he is the commander, can he afford the lives of 100,000 soldiers? ”

"Yes! General Mo is young after all, please think twice, and ask King Cheng'an to point out personally, even if Rong Jin and Mo Bai share it, that is also a way. ”

How could Jiang Bei Ori not know their thoughts.

Let Rong Jin go and share the burden with Mobai, in the end, it is not the power of Ji Shiyan.

Who doesn't know that Rong Jin is the deputy general of Ji Shiyan, if he fights in the future, what kind of accident happens, Mobai is dead, and then Southern Xinjiang is Ji Shiyan!

What does it mean for him to be the emperor?

"What does King Cheng'an think, and does he think that Rong Jin and Mobai sharing the war in southern Xinjiang is the only choice? If the war breaks out in Japan in the coming days, are you confident that the entire Great Zhou will be safe?! ”

When he said this, no one could hear the threat.

Even Ji Shiyan looked at the little emperor with interest, feeling that he was particularly aggressive today, just like a cat that didn't like to bark suddenly wanted to scratch people.

He glanced at Mobay.

At that time, Mo Bai was still a teenager, and there was stubbornness in his eyes, and he was even more unconvinced.

He had heard the old general say that this person was a young military general with a brain, but he was just a little more impulsive.

But young and vigorous, which teenager is not impulsive.

So Ji Shiyan asked Mo Bai, yes, he didn't ask Jiang Bei Weaving, he asked Mo Bai: "Does General Mo think he can shoulder the great responsibility of Southern Xinjiang?" ”

"Yes!" Mo Bai barely hesitated, his eyes were staring at Ji Shiyan without admitting defeat: "You are sixteen in the coach, I am already nineteen, just southern Xinjiang, I will definitely not let it lose a point!" ”

Ji Shiyan chuckled, and looked at Jiang Beizhi again: "What about Your Majesty, is it because Your Majesty thinks that Mobai will definitely be able to carry the banner of Southern Xinjiang, so he recommends him, or is it just angry that Southern Xinjiang will not let my people dabble, so he insists on it?" ”

This is a bold and straightforward question.

Jiang Beizhi's face was white, it was really white.

The young emperor sat on the dragon throne, staring at Ji Shiyan, he even swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for a moment he couldn't figure out the meaning of Ji Shiyan.

He asked—what did he want to answer?

If he said that he thought that Mobai would definitely be able to carry the banner, would Ji Shiyan agree?

Or no matter which answer you answer, Ji Shiyan is just playing him?

Yes, he doesn't know where Mobai's ability is, he insists so much just because he needs someone in southern Xinjiang who has him.

If Mobai dies, there will be another Mobai.

If Mobai succeeds, he will be the one who carries Mobai, and Mobai will be loyal to him in the future.

To bet or not to bet?

Gambling, of course.

He has nothing in his hand, and if he doesn't gamble, he doesn't have it, and if he does, he may have a bargaining chip to blackmail the season banquet in the coming day.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beizhi grabbed the handle of the dragon chair: "Of course he has this ability!" ”

Mobai looked at Jiangbei Weaving with moved eyes.

In his eyes, Jiangbei Weaving is Bole, a lock that makes him stand out under the dictatorship of Ji Shiyan.

Ji Shiyan chuckled: "Then let's go." ”

It was just a few words, but it decided the fate of Mobai and the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the next few decades.

What Ji Shiyan said to Shen Mo when he returned to Yanjing was not false, although Mo Bai was a person from Jiangbei Weaving, but in the past five years, he had indeed earned the merits praised by the Great Zhou people through himself.

And now looking at Mobai in front of him, there was a moment when Ji Shiyan felt that more than five years had passed, as if many, many years had passed.

Mobai is no longer the stubborn and persistent young man who looked at himself before, he has passed the age of the weak crown, and he is standing like himself.

"The war in southern Xinjiang is stable, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Ji Shiyan poured himself a cup of herbal tea and drank it all as if chatting with him.

Mo Bai didn't know what Ji Shiyan meant by asking, he couldn't guess what Ji Shiyan was thinking.

For example, when he borrowed troops from southern Xinjiang and asked His Majesty to let him come over, didn't he ever think about His Majesty's thoughts?

His Majesty is not young, and when he is in high spirits, just like he was back then, he is very eager to go to southern Xinjiang to prove himself.

Ji Shiyan has not been in the court for several years, so he will not be unaware of Jiang Beizhi's desire to take power.

But he let himself come anyway.

Not only came, but the battle plan for these days, Ji Shiyan never concealed him.

In almost every pre-war meeting, Mobay was involved.

If he really wants to cooperate with someone inside and outside, it is not impossible to feast in the season.

Aren't you afraid of seasonal banquets? Don't doubt yourself?

The last general didn't understand what the prince meant, "Even if he is also the boss of one party, but in front of Ji Shiyan, he can only call himself the last general."

Because the volume of the Northwest Campaign and the Southern Xinjiang is not the same after all.

Ji Shiyan put the cup on the table: "You understand." ”