Xiliang, Gaoyang City.

The deputy marshal of the Liangzhou soldiers and horses should be three episodes, and handed the secret letter in his hand to Wu Xin, the guard general of Gaoyang City.

Wu Xin looked puzzled after reading the secret letter, and asked, "Deputy Marshal, this?"

Ying Sanji looked up at Wu Xin and said lightly: "What's the matter? I've been with these barbarians for a long time, and I can't bear to do it?"

Wu Xin arched his hand and said: "The deputy marshal underestimated me Wu Xin, to be honest, when the king formed an alliance with Tubo, I was a hundred unwilling in my heart. It's just that I don't understand, why borrow the hands of the Bavarian people?"

"Oh?"

Ying Sanji motioned to Wu Xin to burn the secret letter in his hand, and then said: "In that case, why didn't you advise the king in the first place?"

Wu Xin shook his head and said: "Deputy marshal, I Wu Xin has won the trust of the king, since I should serve the king wholeheartedly, the king's order refers to, I should move forward, the king wants to win the world, I will be the vanguard of this urgency, the king wants to take Tibet in the west, I will wield a knife to kill the barbarians, deputy marshal, I Wu Xin is not a strategist in front of the king, and the only thing that can be done is only the king's order!"

Ying Sanji smiled and said: "What a good only the king's orders, Wu Xin, have you ever thought about why the king didn't move for a long time when he wanted to sweep the world?"

Wu Xin thought for a moment and said: "But because Bazhou is defended, my Liangzhou soldiers and horses are not suitable for attacking?"

Ying Sanji shook his head slightly, looked at Wu Xin and asked, "Wu Xin, if Ben Shuai remembers well, you are now forty and eight, right?"

Wu Xin nodded, looked at Ying Sanji, who had a somewhat gray beard, and said, "Deputy Marshal, the last general remembers that you are six years older than me."

Ying Sanji bowed his head slightly and said: "Wu Xin, thirteen years, you and I have already given birth to Huafa, pity you and I in Gaoyang City, but I am like a trapped beast in this cage, I was also thinking back then, we Xiliang people will be afraid of him Bazhou? Do you think I have no resentment in my heart?"

Wu Xin didn't expect Ying Sanji to say such a thing, so he just smiled awkwardly and didn't speak.

Ying Sanji continued: "Since the beginning of my Great Jin Dynasty, Liangzhou has shouldered a mission to resist the invasion of this group of barbarians in the northwest and protect the peace of my Great Jin, but since I was appointed as this deputy marshal in the third episode, my mission is to be with you in Gaoyang City, and the people near Liangcheng from afar." Now seeing this secret letter from the king, Ben Shuai is very happy in his heart, and he can't imagine that I can accomplish such a feat with the king in my lifetime."

Wu Xin pondered for a moment and asked, "Deputy Marshal, isn't it a little unkind for the king to do this?"

Ying Sanji said with a smile: "Wu Xin, haven't you heard the phrase Ci is not in charge of the soldiers? The art of war is cloudy: 'soldiers, treacherous ways', so they can show that they can't, they don't use it, they show it when they are near, they show it far away, they show it near when they are far away, they are unprepared to attack it, and they are unexpected." ”

Wu Xin was silent for a moment and said: "What the deputy marshal said is very true, it is the benevolence of Wu Xin's woman. ”

Draw out the long sword, the horizontal sword in front of him, should be three episodes and fingers on the sword body, under the sword light, is his resolute eyes, the long sword dances a few styles, and the sword is sheathed, "Wu Xin, Ben Shuai is eager to have a battle, this first battle will take the blood of the Tubo people to sacrifice Ben Shuai's sword!"

Wu Xin pondered for a moment, and then pondered: "Deputy marshal, but this secret letter clearly says that you want to borrow the hands of Bazhou soldiers and horses, do you want this?"

Ying Sanji pondered: "Wu Xin, it's not that Ben Shuai doesn't obey the king's orders, it's just that the king is not in Gaoyang City, and he doesn't know about the Tubo people, if it is really according to what the king said in the secret letter, you and I will each bring a road of people, and the Tubo people themselves will go all the way, but I am afraid that this group of Tubo people may not act according to our plan. ”

Wu Xin nodded and said: "What the deputy marshal said is very true, after the Tubo people came to my Gaoyang City, they were also wary of you and me, and it can be seen from the location where they are stationed, that Kumaro is not an easy person, deputy marshal, do you want to send a secret letter back to the king?"

Ying Sanji nodded and said, "Wu Xin, tomorrow I will ask Nakumaro to come to the city and discuss with him about attacking Jinliang City." ”

Wu Xin nodded and said, "I'll do it!"

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Near Liangcheng, the prince Fan Jiangong sat on the main seat, and Feng Yuan, the deputy marshal of the Bazhou soldiers and horses who sat at the bottom of Fan Jiangong's left side, picked up his wine glass and said to everyone: "Everyone, in this battle, we must not only let the Tubo people know that my Bazhou people are powerful, but also let the people of Liangzhou know that my Bazhou is not easy to mess with." ”

Ma Yichao, the guard of Jinliang City, who was sitting opposite Feng Yuan, arched his hand to Fan Jiangong, who was sitting at the top, and then arched his hand to Feng Yuan and said: "Your Highness, Deputy Marshal, there is a way to raise troops for a thousand days and use soldiers for a while, and I, Ma Yichao, take care of them day by day, and I only hope that one day I can go into battle to kill the enemy and share the worries of the king." ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said: "Over the years, with Vice Marshal Feng and General Ma, I have the peace of Bazhou, otherwise, even if it is as the King of Xiliang said, if I am not near Liangcheng and wait for me, I am afraid that his Xiliang army will also take advantage of the situation to enter and invade my Bazhou." ”

Feng Yuan put down the wine glass in his hand and said: "What His Royal Highness said is very true, even if it is he Liangzhou who gives me a big gift from Bazhou this time, we can't take it lightly." ”

After speaking, Feng Yuan arched his hand to Fan Jiangong and said: "Your Highness," the two armies are fighting, it is not child's play, it is very dangerous, and I hope that His Royal Highness can sit in Jinliang City, and the last general will also be able to transfer troops.

Fan Jiangong said with a smile: "Vice Marshal Feng, is this disgusting this king getting in the way?"

Feng Yuan filled the wine glass again, saluted Fan Jiangong, and said after drinking it all: "Your Highness, there is a way that the son of a daughter can't sit down, His Royal Highness has a noble status, and there is no need to risk his life, if His Highness makes any mistakes, how can the minister explain to the king?"

At this time, Ma Yichao also got up and persuaded: "Your Highness, what Vice Marshal Feng said is very true, please rest assured, this battle, the minister will fight beautifully." ”

Fan Jiangong saw that both of them advised him, and sighed lightly and said: "This son of the world came to this near Liangcheng, I really want to go out of the city to fight, but I don't have the martial arts of Xiao Er, if I go out of the city to meet the enemy, I am afraid that you will be distracted to take care of me, then I will be in this near Liangcheng, waiting for you to triumph." ”

Feng Yuan took the lead in standing up, and all the soldiers of His Highness saluted together: "It will definitely live up to His Highness's expectations!"

Fan Jiangong came to Liangcheng for less than a month, after the King of Shu and Wei Tiangang discussed, Wei Tiangang secretly went to Yunshang City, and Fan Jiangong, who was on temporary duty in the army, took the initiative to ask for help, and came to Jinliangcheng with the secret order of the King of Shu.

Fan Jiangong, the eldest son of the King of Shu, stood up in recent years, in addition to the identity of Wang Shizi, he also hung up a general post under Wei Tiangang, and this general was arranged by the King of Shu.

Fan Jiangong, who has been interested in reading since he was a child, doesn't understand why he made this arrangement for the King of Shu, and his younger brother, who has been interested in martial arts since childhood, is only the son of the palace.

Fan Jiangong's mother is the concubine of the King of Shu, so he, who is the eldest brother, has never had the confidence to be a big brother.

After the banquet, Fan Jiangong returned to the dormitory that Feng Yuan had arranged for him, and not long after, Feng Yuan came to visit.

Feng Yuan smiled after seeing Fan Jiangong saluting: "Your Highness, are you still used to living here?"

Fan Jiangong nodded and said, "This place is very good, Vice Marshal Feng has a heart!"

Feng Yuan looked around and said, "Your Highness doesn't know, the palace here was built by the king when he was young, and the king was the lord of a city near Liangcheng at that time. ”

Fan Jiangong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Vice Marshal Feng, my father also served as the city lord of Jinliang City, why don't I know about this?"

Feng Yuan said with emotion: "At that time, the king was still very young, younger than His Royal Highness now, and I am just a commander of Jinliang City. ”

Fan Jiangong was puzzled and said, "Vice Marshal Feng, why did my father want to come to this near Liang City to be the lord of a city?

Feng Yuan sighed, looked at Fan Jiangong and said, "Your Highness, do you know that the king is the youngest son of the first king, if those two are still alive, His Highness should have two uncles." ”

Fan Jiangong was stunned for a moment, and said after a moment of silence: "Vice Marshal Feng is looking for this son, is it just to turn over the old yellow calendar with me?"

Feng Yuan glanced at Fan Jiangong, who was a little gloomy and said: "Your Highness, your subordinates have received a secret report, a few days ago, the king held a banquet, and the little prince sat on the same throne with the king, Your Highness, you are the eldest prince, and your subordinates want to tell Your Highness that the lord of Bazhou in the future may not be in His Highness's bag!"

Fan Jiangong's face was gloomy and uncertain, he glanced at Feng Yuan, who was calm, and asked in a deep voice: "What does Vice Marshal Feng mean by telling me this? Could it be that Vice Marshal Feng is willing to support this son?"

Feng Yuan smiled but did not speak.

Fan Jiangong continued: "Now that my father is in the prime of life, this son has done too much planning, which will only dislike my father, is it too early for Vice Marshal Feng to bet on me so early?"

Feng Yuan looked at Fan Jiangong and said lightly: "Your Highness, Your Highness said something that you don't like, today Your Highness can sit in the first place, and what you soldiers respect is not Your Highness, but the king of Ziyang City, Your Highness, don't wait until the little Highness of the palace really sits on the throne, and then you go and tell him that you are the eldest son, and then it will be too late!"

Fan Jiangong pondered for a moment and said, "What does Vice Marshal Feng want?"

Feng Yuan stared at Fan Jiangong, was silent for a moment, and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is still a deputy marshal after all!"

Fan Jiangong thought about it for a while, and sneered: "This son of the world thought that Vice Marshal Feng was thinking about the son of the world, but it turned out that it was also for himself. ”

Feng Yuan sneered: "Your Highness, people die for money, birds die for food, if Your Highness can't even fight for the throne, why should the ministers be loyal to Your Highness?"

Fan Jiangong flicked his sleeves and said: "Vice Marshal Feng, let's leave quickly, this son has never seen you tonight, as for the old yellow calendar you said, His Royal Highness should not have heard of it." ”

Speaking of this, he stared at Feng Yuan and said, "His Highness doesn't want to hear it either!"

Feng Yuan glanced at Fan Jiangong, arched his hand, and turned to leave.

Fan Jiangong looked at Feng Yuan's back, thoughtful, and then slapped his face.

Someone heard the sound and came out, Fan Jiangong glanced at the person and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Er, what's the movement?"

The man said in a low voice: "Back to Your Highness, there is news from Ziyang City that Xiao Shizi and the king are sitting on the throne for dinner. ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said, "I know, you can go!"

The man disappeared into the night.

Fan Jiangong walked to the door and looked up at the night sky.

I didn't expect Feng Yuan to dare to plant spies in the palace, so to speak......