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

Extremely annoyed, the little Taoist drew the sword on the knife rest.

Zheng~
A white light flashed, and the sword was unsheathed.

The little Taoist held a sword in one hand, frowned, and yelled in a low voice:

"Blindly indulging in the love of children, is this still the wild and rebellious Princess Anle?"

"Your Highness..."

"The people of Daxia admire you, build temples for you, and worship you every day."

"Now that the great cause has not been accomplished, His Highness wants to commit himself to Qingyi?"

When he was short of breath, the little Taoist slashed across the screen with the sword.

That sword was really a good sword, and the sound of silk breaking could be heard wherever it passed.

"enough."

Jiang Sile frowned, she just felt that today was a terrible day.

"not enough!"

The little Taoist priest is like the child who is in charge of reason, clinging to that little advantage and wanting to overturn the situation.

"Have you seen that Qingyi Shanyu? I heard that he is over forty years old, and he is very old."

"The princes of Qingyi are as old as you, so you are still willing to go?"

The little Taoist took a deep breath and continued to speak aggressively.

"Because of Ah Yi?"

"That has long since abandoned you! Give up, Your Highness."

"That is, if you really went to Qingyi, how would you face Ah Yi?"

Before the little Taoist could catch his breath, Jiang Sile nimbly snatched the sword back from the little Taoist.

Zheng~
Another white light flashed by.

The sword is sheathed.

The room was silent for a while, but everyone in the room looked at Jiang Sile.

I saw that Jiang Sile put the sword back on the table coldly, his face frosty.

"Say it? Why don't you continue talking?"

Jiang Sile sneered.

Even though it was summer, the house was as cold as winter.

Facing this rare princess in a normal state, no one dared to stand up again.

"If you don't say it, then the orphan will say it!"

She just stood there, like a snow mountain.Towering and majestic, yet icy cold.

Everyone knows that climbing a snow mountain is dangerous.

No one knows when the avalanche will come?

Jiang Sile glanced at the little Taoist priest inadvertently, and said leisurely: "I don't rebel—that's because you can't accomplish anything."

Next, Jiang Sile criticized his grass-roots team all without shame.

"You all keep saying that you want to seize Chengzhou. Do you know how many troops there are in Chengzhou? How much food and grass? Who is in charge? How long will it take for the imperial order to arrive? How many days can the granaries in various places manage the grain?"

"Also, Suizhou was hit by a disaster just now, affecting 10 people in three counties. With a single call, how many people do you really think can come to serve?"

"Little Taoist priest, do you think you are smarter than Chaozhongge?"

Hearing this question, the little Taoist couldn't help but blush.

"No... not enough."

Jiang Sile said coldly: "Do you think that the imperial court didn't take precautions earlier because we are so powerful in the states?"

"The reason why the imperial court evades, even gives Gu the exclusive power. It is nothing more than seeing that I am a daughter of a foreign marriage. I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the capital in this life."

Jiang Sile thought of the Princess Anle who had passed away, and her expression was a little lonely.

Immediately afterwards, she began to question Li Yancheng.

"So General Li thinks, how can you seize power in Chengzhou with 300 people in your hands?"

Li Yancheng was taken aback by the question, but he still hastily replied: "Naturally, I use a strange soldier."

"I'll invite those lords to be our guests, and then I will subdue them and win the military power..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Sile frowned.

whimsical.

Jiang Sile commented inwardly.

"Besides Old General Luan, who else do you know in the garrison?"

"How many troops are stationed here? How many generals? If Qingyi invades after I raise my troops—Li Yancheng, do you have a plan to retreat from the enemy?"

"Don't forget, that General Luan has kindness to you, so are you going to betray that kindness?"

This sentence made Li Yancheng speechless.

Seeing that the two men with top intellect and military strength have bowed down, Luzhi decided to try another path.

"Your Highness, what should we do about the marriage?"

Her soft tone and soft voice not only dissipated three points of the anger in Jiang Sile's heart, but also dissipated all the depression and loneliness in the hearts of the little Taoist priest and Li Yancheng.

That soft voice was like a spring breeze blowing in my heart.

"The two gentlemen are thinking of you. If you have made a decision, you can let us know. We will share your worries..."

With that said, Lu Zhi poured another cup of hot tea and put it in Jiang Sile's hands.

All eyes focused on Jiang Sile.

Everyone saw that her gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and she said slowly:
"I want to - Qingyi!"

……

Wolf Throat-Qingyi Royal Court
Ah Yishi led the horse and walked to the camp in a hurry.

"Commander?" A young man in armor hurried over as soon as he saw him.

"Well, Shan Yu is still on the wolf's throat?" A Yishi looked calm, and handed the horse's reins to a Qingyi knight beside him.

The knight took the rope and hurried away.

"It's here, it's here!" The young man showed a smile, pointed to Wang Zhang with one hand, and said, "There must be something important for the commander to come back early, so I won't delay."

After all, there are still unfinished voices.

He looked a little hesitant, and asked softly: "Commander, is Amu Cai okay? Nothing happened, right?"

A Yishi shook his head, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, what can happen to this kid! I'll come back first this time, and let him temporarily take the position of commander."

After all, Ah Yi sighed proudly: "We prairie people, which one is not a man."

What he said made the young man completely relieved.

"Thank you Commander, brother and I will treat you to a drink some other day."

"Well, let's talk about it later."

Ah Yishi waved his hand and walked quickly towards Wang Zhang.

In the king's tent, only Shan Yu Wuxian was reading the military newspaper, and it was quite different when he saw Ah Yi.

"Didn't Gu tell you to escort the peace mission? Why did you come back so soon?"

Wu Xian has a majestic face, but he is still very friendly to people, especially to his own people.

Ah Yishi was almost watched by Wu Xian when he grew up, and towards this child, he had a bit of an uncle's demeanor.

After Ah Yishi paid his respects, he was no longer polite, and found a seat to sit down by himself.

"I'm looking for Shan Yu to ask for one thing."

Hearing this, Wu Xian finally let go of the document in his hand, and looked at A Yishi.

"When?" There was interest and curiosity in his eyes.

But it was rare for Ah Yishi to be a bit twitchy at this time, which made Wu Xian couldn't help but joked: "Quickly, look at your red ears, do you still look like a lonely and cold-faced commander?"

Ah Yishi was so teased that he lost his temper, gritted his teeth, and said, "Chan Yu...Can Shan Yu postpone the marriage?"