From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

The current priority is to kill Zhong, or take back the military power in his hands.

The little emperor and the empress dowager sent orders more than once to let Uesugi Tiger return to Beijing.

However, they were all rejected by him for various reasons.

The general will be outside, and the military orders will not be accepted.

Moreover, Shen Zhong knew very well in his heart that Uesugi Tiger was not stupid, if he really went back to Shangjing, he would never have the life to go back again.

Logically speaking, this North-South War is actually a good opportunity for Uesugi Tiger.

But, who made him lose again and again...

I can't help him now!

If Uesugi Tiger wins this battle, it will be a good thing for Bei Qi.

But if he loses unfortunately, it will be a good thing for the court.

Winning, the benefits are self-evident for Northern Qi.

If defeated, let him surrender military power.

As for the cities captured by Fan Zui...

Heavy and confident to take it back!

He is already ready and ready to take over the front line at any time.

With the support of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty, he has assembled an army of 30, ready to go to the front at any time.

It's already severe winter now, it's very cold in Northern Qi, and it's even worse in winter.

The army of the Qing Dynasty won't last long!
As long as you seize the opportunity to counterattack, you can take all the captured cities.

However, as the front line continued to be defeated, Fan Zui became more courageous in battle, the news spread back to Shangjing, and there were many voices of peace talks in the court.

But they were all intercepted by him, the governor of Jin Yiwei who held great power.

Although Fan Zui is strong, he is not invincible!
"Brother, I'm going out!"

Suddenly, at the door, there stood a pure young girl, dressed in blue, with a flowery face and delicate features, like young grass in spring.

Willow eyebrows and star pupils, like the bright moon and clear waves, smile like a flower.

She walked gracefully, with light steps, like a dragon swimming through the clouds, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

She is composed, pretty and charming, elegant and agile.

Between the pure heart and the smile, there is a breath of youth, which makes people feel refreshed.

She is like a delicate flower stamen, blooming in the spring, full of vitality.

This is the heavy sister, Shen Wan'er!

"It's so early in the morning and it's still snowing outside. Where are you going?"

Shen Zhong found that his sister always ran outside, sometimes going out for a whole day.

However, I didn't think much about it.

He has always been extremely fond of this younger sister.

"I heard that the shop in Lincheng East has a new batch of high-quality fabrics. I want to take a look and make a winter coat for my brother."

Shen Wan'er smiled purely, her face was like a flower.

He still has a little conscience, knowing that he loves his brother.

It's a little padded jacket!

I thought happily in my heavy heart.

But still don't forget to remind:
"Although those beggars have stopped recently, they still try to go out as little as possible."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Besides, didn't you send someone to protect me secretly?"

Those people are idiots, and most of the time, they follow and lose.

However, this plan is heavy.

"come back earlier."

"okay."

Shen Wan'er waved, picked up her skirt, and walked out.

"Come on!"

"exist!"

"Take a few people with you, and secretly protect the eldest lady, so that she won't notice... Forget it, I've already noticed, go."

"Yes!"

After the servant left, Zhong Zhong suddenly remembered something.

Is the Rakshasa Temple too quiet recently...

It was so quiet that he almost forgot that such a force existed.

Being low-key often means there is a conspiracy!
Before that, since the North-South War, he had always had a bad feeling, but he couldn't say it.

Until this moment, he suddenly realized!

That bad premonition came from the Raksha Temple.

They are too quiet.

It was terribly quiet.

This is not the usual style of behavior of Rakshasa Palace.

What on earth are those lunatics in the Rakshasa Palace planning to do...

He fell into deep thought.

West Sea.

Snow City.

Northern Qi border.

At this time, the meeting was full of fog.

It snowed heavily, the sea froze, and the soldiers on guard were drowsy.

If it wasn't for the cold weather, he would probably be snoring by now.

"Boss, you are the hope of our village. You became a centurion as soon as you arrived in the army. You will take good care of me in the future. No matter how rich you are, don't forget each other."

The soldier who was revered as a centurion said with a light smile that there was no problem, and glanced at the surface of the river with nothing in sight.

All is calm!
It was so foggy that it was impossible to see far.

"Boss, I heard that the battle in Yougu City was fierce, and many people died.

Otherwise, the flames of war will come to our side, right? "

The soldier yawned. He didn't want to fight.

Because to fight means to die.

He hasn't married a wife yet!
"That's right, Qing Kingdom is led by Fan Zui, and they have conquered five cities in a row. They are very fierce."

The centurion glanced at the sea again.

"Fan Zui? I've heard of this name. I heard that he wrote the book Jin Ping."

"..."

When the world mentions the name Fan Zui, they will inevitably mention his famous works:

"Golden Vase"!
Ascending is also very famous, but it is still much worse than Jinping.

After all, the Golden Ping is a popular book.

Regardless of gender, rich or poor, young or old, regardless of national boundaries...

Many people have seen it.

Of course, its author has heard a thing or two.

"Boss, do you think we can win this North-South War in the end?"

Baichang clapped his hands, looked at the sea again, and asked:
"What do you think?"

The soldier smiled and said:

"I think we can win. Although the army of the Qing Dynasty is coming fiercely, we have the right time and place after all."

The centurion withdrew his gaze from the river, and said casually:

"I think so."

"That's right, Fan Zui, it's still suitable to write a book, what kind of battle is he going out to fight, it hasn't been updated for a long time..."

"..."

On the surface of the river, among the clouds and mist, there seemed to be something floating faintly.

Qingguo, Kyoto.

fan mansion.

Beside the stove, Fan Jian held "36 Strategies" in his hand and read it carefully, fascinated.

Liu Ruyu brought pastries and sat beside her.

"I've already talked to Ruoruo."

"Uh-huh?"

Fan Jian seemed to react, hesitated for a moment, and asked for confirmation:

"What was it about?"

Liu Ruyu handed over a piece of pastry, Fan Jian hesitated, and opened his mouth to bite.

"What else can I say, of course tell her that she is not your own."

Fan Jian: "..."

Liu Ruyu didn't notice the sudden strangeness in Fan Jian's eyes.

"Let me tell you, that girl Ruoruo, she is very happy to know this news.

Look, your little padded jacket is blowing. "

Fan Jian: "..."

The sweetness of the pastries in his mouth made Fan Jian suddenly feel dull.

"Aside from being happy, what other reaction does she have?"

Liu Ruyu picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It's nothing else, it's just that she went to find that bastard Fan Zui immediately, and she didn't know what they said.

After that, Ruoruo moved to the Taiping Courtyard outside the city, and she hasn't come back yet. "

Fan Jian didn't know what to say.

If it wasn't his own?

What else could he say? (end of this chapter)