Chapter 32
"What did your majesty say? You and I are husband and wife, and husband and wife should be of one mind." The queen replied with tenderness in her eyes.

"The greatest luck in my life is to marry you." Ye Ting took her into his arms and confessed in a low voice.

The light cage and spun yarn, the breeze blowing towards the face with the fragrance of flowers, and the pleasant warm wind carried the fragrance of jujube flowers and roses into the Hall of Renming, lingering around the two of them, peaceful and peaceful.

Fortress Camp
Before Mu Qianhan took Xiaoli into the camp, he heard Yuchi Wenzhong cursing.

"You soldiers, you're so fucking impatient to practice. It's only been a while, and you're going to be discouraged."

"Do you know that swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and you will lose your life if you accidentally lose your life. With your bitch's practice method, you are not worthy to lift the shoes of Lord Mu." Mu Qianhan's approaching figure...

"See Prince Mu!" The soldiers clasped their fists and saluted.

Yuchi Wenzhong immediately turned his head, clasped his fists and saluted, "The last general will see Prince Mu."

Mu Qianhan looked at Yuchi Wenzhong and said, "Follow me."

"What is your order?" Yuchi Wenzhong asked as he walked.

"General Yuchi seems to still believe in this king!" Mu Qianhan asked.

"My lord has profound skills, and he subdued the fierce horse with his own power to save everyone, and he won the favor of the old lord and the regent, so he will be convinced in the end!" Yuchi Wenzhong replied, with a trace of awe in his eyes.

Mu Qianhan stopped, took out a military book and handed it to him: "Take it back and read it carefully."

Yuchi Wenzhong took the book of war with both hands, then scratched his head helplessly, apologetic: "The last general is not very literate."

"It's okay, you put it away first. The king's master will come over in a few days, and let him teach you then." Mu Qianhan said.

"Thank you, my lord." Yuchi Wenzhong immediately cupped his fists in thanks.

"After you go back, keep an eye on the training ground." Mu Qianhan waved his hand: "Let's step back!"

"Follow the order." Yuchi Wenzhong replied.

After Yuchi Wenzhong left, Xiaoli asked curiously: "My lord, who is your master?"

"When the time comes, you'll know!" After finishing speaking, Mu Qianhan looked at Xiaoli who was full of expectation, and reminded: "Don't expect, he will disappoint you."

After hearing Mu Qianhan's explanation, the curiosity in Xiaoli's eyes became more and more intense: "Then why did the prince worship him as a teacher?"

"There are so many questions." Mu Qianhan said impatiently while holding his forehead.

Mentioning her master gave her a headache.

"Oh!" Xiao Li pouted.

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Outside Yinchuan
A tomb nine feet high and two feet wide is built in the shape of a round cage.

In front of the tomb stands a marble stele engraved with the official script "The Tomb of General Bai Qi, Sanlang Hussar of the Xiao family".It is surrounded by bluestone fences, white sails for ten miles, and soldiers of the Song Dynasty in armor patrolling back and forth.

Straw and paper money are burning in front of the tomb, and the fragrance of a foot and a half has never stopped...

A group of soldiers in California City escorted five luxurious carriages towards Yinchuan City.

Headed by a young man and a middle-aged man.

The young man rides a bay red horse, with a handsome face, a suit of armor, and a heroic appearance. His name is Li Xianhui.

The middle-aged man was dressed in black armor, his eyes were dark, his eyebrows were like sharp knives, and his chest was broad. He was sitting on a tall black horse. His name was Qin Yaowen.

Behind them was a guard of honor composed of hundreds of people. The guards of honor carried the banner of the Jin State on their shoulders. The flag was red, with yellow flying flames, white moonlight, and a large black "Jin" character in the middle.

Behind the guard of honor are soldiers in black armor and red robes, carrying a red military flag on their shoulders, with the word "Anyang" written on it.

"General Qin, this is Yinchuan City of the Song Dynasty, but that's all!" Li Xianhui pointed to the gate of the city engraved with the word Yinchuan in front of him and said to the middle-aged general beside him.

"My son, don't underestimate this Yinchuan city. The terrain of Yinchuan city is complex, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we can take down Yinchuan city, which is like a natural fortress, our country of Jin can drive straight in, attack the city and seize the stronghold, and take down Yanjing." Qin Yaowen turned back, looking at the city wall of Yinchuan City with burning eyes.

A trace of disdain flashed in Li Xianhui's eyes, and he said sarcastically, "Master Qin, don't raise others' aspirations to destroy your prestige."

"Your Majesty, I don't know that Yinchuan City is the closest city to the state of Jin and also the closest city to the imperial capital of the State of Song. The city is at the peak, and as a dangerous place in heaven, it is extremely easy to defend. Choosing to attack Yinchuan City is tantamount to seeking death. .” Qin Yaowen explained Li Xianhui’s confusion in detail.

Li Xianhui looked at the city gate, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "That's because you don't have the ability."

Qin Yaowen concealed the unhappiness in his eyes, and complimented him: "My son was born in a famous family, and he was a teacher of the Tianxian sect. We cannot be compared."

"One day, my army from the Anyang Palace will definitely take down Yinchuan City and help His Majesty complete the eternal hegemony." Li Xianhui said solemnly.

"We'll have to wait and see!" Qin Yaowen replied with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"..." Li Xianhui raised his lips and gave a disdainful smile, but when he saw the white banner, he cursed: "It's really bad luck, it's the one who doesn't have eyes who erected a monument and set up a grave outside the city gate, raising the banner to summon the soul."

"Those who can build monuments and graves outside the city gate must have great kindness to the people in the city. There are thousands of miles of banners and incense, which is rare throughout the ages." Qin Yaowen looked at the tombstone not far away, tightened the reins, and said: "This general Also go to worship."

Li Xianhui raised his eyes, looked at Qin Yaowen's leaving back, and cursed: "Bah! You can even attack your own savior, what kind of gentleman are you pretending to be here! What kind of general demeanor are you showing?"

After finishing speaking, Li Xianhui looked at the tomb in front of him, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes: he also wants to know who it is?What merits?A monument can be erected in front of the city gate.

"Drive." Li Xianhui clamped his horse's belly and caught up with Qin Yaowen, wanting to find out what happened.

After chasing halfway, Li Xianhui found Qin Yaowen stopped halfway, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Why did General Qin stop?"

Qin Yaowen stood on the horse and turned a deaf ear to Li Xianhui's question, staring blankly at the inscription on the tombstone: The tomb of General Bai Qi, Sanlang Hussar of the Xiao family.

Li Xianhui noticed something strange, and immediately looked back, when he saw the handwriting on the tombstone and the burning incense, his strange pupils instantly ignited raging flames.

In front of the gate of the Song Dynasty, there is actually a tomb of Xiao Baiqi's clothes.

Xiao Baiqi is a sinner through the ages who colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, and a traitor of Jin.The letter of credence distributed in Kyushu has already been circulated everywhere. Whether the Song people were blind or deaf, why did they build a tomb for a rebellious person?It's just hateful, hateful!

Qin Yaowen suddenly saw Xiao Baiqi's name, and the scene of Xiao Baiqi leading a thousand red feather guards returning from a great victory and the people of Shengzhou City welcoming him appeared in his mind.

The bronze and silver fox flag fluttered in the wind, and the young man in black armor held a black iron gun and led a thousand red feather guards into Shengzhou city...

At that time, the young man was lonely and peerless, tall and majestic.Majestic mountains and rivers, the whole world, Kyushu surrendered.

(End of this chapter)

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