The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 577 I Believe in You (1)
Jiangshan was hired, and everyone gasped involuntarily. Murong Xu's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "Jiangshan is hired, but I don't know whose Jiangshan is used by Prime Minister Zhaoming. If I remember correctly, Dongsheng The surname of Jiangshan in the empire is Xiao, not Mu, so it's hard for you to fight another Jiangshan."

"How difficult is it to fight a country?"

Mu Zhaoming said calmly, completely ignoring the stunned expressions of others, looked at Fan Fengliu, smiled calmly and said: "If your majesty is capable, everyone in the world can be a dowry gift." The last name is not important, what is important is how capable Fan Fengliu is .

"Why?" Fanfeng said.

"Based on my surname." Mu Zhaoming said flatly.

Everyone present couldn't help being stunned by his surname, Murong Xu's heart moved, and he said vigilantly: "What's your surname?"

Mu Zhaoming smiled calmly: "Prince Xu doesn't need to care about this. Could it be that Prince Xu is also planning to use the world as his employment, and he can't compete with the truth."

snort!Murong Xu snorted coldly, Mu Zhaoming smiled coldly, and didn't say any more, but it was obvious that in the eyes of everyone, Guang had already lost to Mu Zhaoming in terms of momentum.

When Bao Qing saw this scene, there was a gleam in his eyes. During this time, Murong Xu seemed to want to prove something to her.

Could it be...

Suddenly thinking of the game of chess with Grandmaster Zhengyi, and Murong Sheng who had appeared in Liberty City, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

After more than fifteen hundred years, the Murong family's country has long been decayed, strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and Murong Tongtian is more than conservative and not enough to expand.

It has been more than 1000 years since the establishment of the Sky Empire. Over the past 1000 years, the territory of the country has not expanded.

The current monarch, Xuandi Murong Tongtian, is not ambitious enough, more than successful, and not enough to expand.

The crown prince Murong Sheng has some small talents, and he can barely compete with him, but it's a pity that he realized it too late.

Besides, with Murong Tongtian in power, it's not his turn to speak.

Fan Fengliu looked at Mu Zhaoming indifferently. To him, foreign things, Jiangshan, were just foreign things.

How difficult is it to fight this country? Good boy, he is not ambiguous at all when he speaks big words, but for him, it is not impossible.

Murong Xu was sitting on the seat drinking, staring at Mu Zhaoming with an indifferent expression, and obviously not looking at Mu Zhaoming, but seemed to pay attention to his frivolity all the time, and he couldn't help but feel sullen.

Thinking of Huaxia and Dongsheng being in the imperial dynasty, if they really form an alliance with Mu Zhaoming because of thin feelings, the sky will be even more precarious.

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of a person, stood up with a smile on his face and said, "Your Majesty Emperor Shang, I, Tian Qiong, also intends to marry Princess Jinghua. sincerity."

"Empty words, I don't think so." Xiao Jinyan looked at Murong Xu provocatively: "Prince Xu, what do you mean by sincerity? You need to know, Princess Jinghua, when I was the wife of the prime minister, other than the king , you can not kneel to anyone, you can enter and leave the imperial palace freely, and you have the right to mobilize our soldiers and horses, can you do it in the sky?"

Boqing's power in Dongsheng is the most among women in the world, not to mention the personalities of Xiao Jintian and Mu Zhaoming, they are only emperors, and they can fight again if they are gone.

Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard this, and only heard Fan Fengliu say: "It is rumored that Prime Minister Zhaoming was unconscious that day, and it was my princess who reviewed the official documents on his behalf, and even the former emperor Yandi trusted Jinghua very much."

"Your Majesty is wrong, it's not a rumor, it's a fact."

Mu Zhaoming said indifferently, looked at the people below, and said with a smile: "Besides, the plan to face the world this time is not only based on the chaotic war of business, but also the layout of the battlefield. It’s just a matter of planning and doing things.”

hiss……

Everyone in the hall took another breath and looked at Bo Qing in surprise. Even Fan Zhiliu and the others looked at the woman above in disbelief, but the facts were in front of them, and they had to believe it. No wonder His Majesty disregarded everyone's differences and insisted Pass the throne to the princess.

If it were any one of them, faced with such a situation, they would be helpless, or even withdraw from their hearts, and there would be such an exquisite strategy.

Bo Qing smiled slightly and said: "Qing Yang is too modest, no matter how good Qing'er's strategy was that day, if Qing Yang didn't personally sit in the town, command the overall situation, order generals to line up troops, gather the hearts of the army and the people, and even Dongsheng's unity, it would not be possible in a short time Control the overall situation." In terms of prestige and prestige, she is far behind Mu Zhaoming.

"Well, you are all rare geniuses in the world, so you don't need to be humble."

Fan Fengliu smoothed things over, looked at Boqing with a smile, and said lightly: "Jinghua, father has a daughter like you, and is happier than father is enthroned today. Today, father will also seek happiness for you." Don't blame him for making such an arrangement today.

"My son, thank you for your father's great love." Boqing stood up and saluted, how could she not understand the pity of the parents in the world.

"The truth will not disappoint His Majesty Emperor Shang." Mu Zhaoming got up and said seriously, as if he did not blame Emperor Shang for breaking up their husband and wife at all.

Fan Fengliu looked at the outstanding man below, and said with a smile: "Prime Minister Zhaoming, you won't blame me for breaking up you, but deliberately give you problems."

Mu Zhaoming raised his wine glass calmly and unrestrainedly: "The love of parents in the world is human nature. I don't think there is anything wrong with the truth. Besides, in the eyes of the world, I can marry Qing'er in a splendid manner and give Qing'er a grand wedding. It is also the wish of the truth." Back then, it was indeed too childish.

Boqing got up and said: "Father is enthroned today, and my ministers are willing to present a song. May the father live long and live forever, and the country of China will last forever."

Aunt Bingchuan turned around and stood behind her, confessed a few words softly, and said with a smile: "Father, my son recalled that day, discussing the emperor's title together, and when I went back, I suddenly felt something in my heart, and composed my words into a song. Although the lyrics There are no rules at all, but it is the heart of the father, and it is also the heart of the minister, and the minister hopes to pass it on to the world."

Both Mu Zhaoming and Fanfengliu looked at Boqing in surprise, and recalled the conversation that day, and they also deeply understood the meaning of the emperor's name "Shang", but they didn't expect that this girl would actually compose it into a song and spread it to the world. It was to disturb the morale of the army for him.

After a while, I saw a court lady offering not a qin or a flute, but a pipa.

Boqing took over the pipa, and after lightly testing the strings, the pipa sounded, sonorous and powerful, and the gold and iron horse appeared, extremely tragic, and the vermilion lips gently parted, and sang: The smoke of the wolf, the chaos, the enemy invaded straight for thirty thousand miles, seized my rivers and mountains and killed me The people; the hot-blooded man stood up, put on the battle clothes, mounted the horse, danced the long spear, and beheaded the enemy.

The head and body were separated, and the yellow sand was stained with blood.Protect the family and the country, and throw away your life.A hero has no tears, and a fighting spirit has no regrets.

(End of this chapter)