Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

"fraud……"

First day

Jiang Sile was making tea and admiring the flowers in the courtyard, and the falling flowers were scattered all over the place.

second day

Jiang Sile took the little Taoist priest, Li Yancheng and Lu Zhi, and the four of them went to the nearby Avalokitesvara Temple, where there was a big sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Unfortunately, it's not yet time for the osmanthus to bloom.

Third day

She picked up the guqin that had been hidden in the box for a long time, and played the out-of-tune "Plucking Lotus" piecemeal.

The little Taoist clapped his hands and laughed.

……

until the seventh day

Jiang Sile waited for Ah Yishi at the inn for seven days.

Tomorrow is June 25th.

That was the day when the mission entered Qingyi, and it was also a good day for Daxia and Qingyi to marry each other.

Jiang Sile sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at the moon through the propped up window.

The little Taoist priest sat beside her, his face livid.

"The princess should listen to the words of the poor..."

The little Taoist had a look of unwillingness.

Now he still thinks that he should have tricked those Qingyi people into the military camp and tortured them.Maybe he can learn some Qingyi's secrets.

"Okay..."

Jiang Sile stretched his waist, and said to the little Taoist's complaint: "You are a cultivator, at least use some gentleman's methods."

"One day Gu will lead you out and say that you are Gu's counselor.

When people saw it, they turned out to be a black-hearted Taoist..."

As he spoke, Jiang Sile found it interesting and laughed softly.

Luzhi felt relieved when he heard Jiang Sile's smile.

Ever since A Yishi's commander left, she felt a tight string in the princess's heart.

Now it can be regarded as more open.

Thinking of this, Lvzhi felt a little bit of resentment towards the normally serious and indifferent Ayishi.

"Your Highness, the freshly brewed Chunri Huan, we brought this tea from the palace. Let's try it..."

As he spoke, he put two cups of tea on the small table beside the chair.

The two served tea and sipped carefully, and both nodded frequently.

"The aroma is faint, this tea is very good."

When the little Taoist picked up the teacup and smelled it, he was full of admiration.

"Xiao Daoist really understands tea."

Green Branch said with a smile.

"That's natural."

The little Taoist smiled, and the depression in his heart disappeared.

"There are many tea trees beside Mount Tai. Before going down the mountain, Poor Dao often tastes tea with the master."

Lvzhi covered her mouth with a smile and said:

"I didn't expect to be a master of tea ceremony!"

The little Taoist's face was a little more arrogant and contented.

Suddenly he turned his head and said to Jiang Si:
"Your Highness, rebel!"

The teacup in Jiang Sile's hand was almost unsteady, she turned to look at the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist's face was full of seriousness, and he repeated it.

"Your Highness, shall we rebel?"

This time, not only the little Taoist priest, but also the green branches on the side agreed.

"Xiao Daoist is right," Lu Zhi panicked,
"Could it be that the princess really intends to marry that barbarian Shanyu?"

Jiang Sile turned his eyes from the green branch to the little Taoist priest, wanting to hear his opinion.

The little Taoist drank the tea and gritted his teeth:

"Pindao has finished negotiating with Commander Li. Rest assured, Your Highness, we still have 300 troops..."

"Then plan to take such a small number of people and fight the bridge capital?"

Jiang Sile was puzzled, and the little Taoist didn't look like a brainless person.

The little Taoist shook his head: "It's not Qiaodu, but Chengzhou."

The little Taoist looked serious, and continued slowly: "There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in Chengzhou. I will first plan to control the general. Then I will hold the army."

As he said that, the little Taoist's eyes were burning, and he gestured with his hands and feet dancing: "As long as the army is in hand, with the prestige of the princess, I can take down the two states of Cheng and Sui in one go..."

"What about after that?" Jiang Sile didn't have the heart to pour cold water on him.

"Afterwards... Naturally, the world responded, and the princess was regarded as the emperor..."

As he said that, the little Taoist himself was a little emboldened.

He clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "You can't just do nothing, right?"

Everyone has been depressed these days.

Li Yancheng knew the secret decree of the Holy Majesty, but he was powerless.Even in order not to implicate his teacher, he swallowed the matter abruptly and kept silent to anyone.

The little Taoist tried to open his mouth to explain to him several times, but he avoided them all.

And Amucai.

Since Ayishi left, Qingyi's guards were temporarily managed by Amucai.

It stands to reason that Jiang Sile treats him quite well on weekdays, so he should be happy to be promoted this time.

But every time the little Taoist came to look for the princess in the past few days, he saw a vicious look on his face, and he didn't know who it was for.

Thinking of this, the little Taoist let out a long sigh.

The past few days have really suffered disasters, and the fortunes of all are not good.

At this time, the sound of footsteps gradually came, Jiang Sile raised his head and saw a tall figure.

She looked closely, then lowered her head in disappointment.

"General Li? What's the matter?"

Jiang Sile continued to lean on that chair, looking at the half-moon in the sky, the moonlight was fading, and she was quite sad.

"The princess should raise troops immediately and conquer Chengzhou!"

It seems that Li Yancheng really had a private discussion with the little Taoist priest, Jiang Sile squinted his eyes slightly, and asked, "What about after that?"

"If the general just doesn't want to end up in Qingyi in this life, he can hold him alone and raise an army to rebel... But after careful consideration of raising an army, can there be a happy ending?"

This made Li Yancheng froze, and cursed a few words in his heart.

If you really raise an army, with His Majesty's temper, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to punish the Nine Clans.

He is indeed very angry and short-tempered, but he is not stupid.

"Could it be that the princess is willing to marry the old Shanyu of Qingyi?"

Li Yancheng asked aggressively.

Jiang Sile turned cold, and replied, "I don't want to."

Seeing her performance, Li Yancheng snorted coldly: "Then the princess thinks Ah Yi can come back?"

"Those barbarian animals are not Daxia people, how can they know what kind of friendship..."

These words are cruel, but there are some truths in them.

Qingyi's reputation for brutality is known to everyone in Daxia, it's almost to the point where a child stops crying.

Seeing the effect of his words, Li Yancheng raised his eyebrows, planning to pursue the victory.

"Even if he will really come, is it true that Shan Yu is really willing to ignore the peace talks between the two countries?"

Li Yancheng shook his head, and continued: "His Royal Highness... the marriage marriage has reached this point, it is impossible for both countries to stop."

"If you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, I'm afraid you will be controlled by others everywhere in the future!"

Speaking of this, Li Yancheng added a booster.

"It's only two days away from Qingyi Royal Court. If he really wants to come back, why did you wait until today?"

From Ah Yishi's sudden disappearance, they had already guessed the outline of the matter.

Although I don't know which aspect of Ah Yi is worthy of His Highness's temptation, it does not affect Li Yancheng's use of this to anger Jiang Sile.

Jiang Sile's face was cold, of course she knew it, but she was willing to wait, willing to wait for him for seven days.

Facing those sincere eyes, she couldn't doubt, and couldn't persuade her to stay.

"Let's go back to our rooms and rest..." Jiang Sile gave the order to evict the guests, but no one present was willing to leave. ,

"Your Highness!" the little Taoist roared in a low voice, hating iron for being weak.

Only Jiang Sile's indifferent voice answered him.

"Go back to the room."