Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 811: That's Sin!

"The king of Nanling has already arrived in Yigucheng, and the people are at the garrison's gate. I am afraid that the Emperor will be invited to interview in the next two days. Does the Emperor have any plans?

In the palace hall of the luxurious palace, the curtains danced in the wind, and the palace music was loud.

The front of the temple was a few short, and the two sat opposite each other.

One of them was Huang Jinpao, and the five courts were handsome, but there was suffocation between the eyebrows, which gave people a feeling of Yin.

Opposite, black robes and black robes, ordinary looks, beards. The most noticeable thing is that he is not a stool, but a wooden wheelchair.

"Huan declared war with Nanling, forcing them to turn in people. I did not expect that King Nanling dared to come to the border alone to talk to Hun. He was lonely and admired." The Emperor Dongyue chuckled and poured wine to the opposite man , Toast, "Mr. is very accurate, I admire this glass of wine, Mr. Jing."

"I just reminded the emperor a few words and did not dare to be the emperor's false praise. If I had no choice, I dare not stand by with the Nanling King. Even the people in the city like Zuo Xiang were defeated by the Nanling King. The Emperor should not be taken lightly. "

"Zuo Rong? Why is the bereavement dog brave. He wouldn't take him if he didn't look useful."

"Zuo Rong has fought with Nanling King for more than ten years and has a deep understanding of Nanling King. This person is still useful."

"It's just useful, but it's extremely incomparable to Mr., he doesn't even have the right to sit with him." The Emperor Dongyue sneered. "The king of Nanling lived in Beijing. This time it is rare to draw him out. He must be called back. If he falls, Nanling is not afraid. "

"I'm here, I wish the emperor all the wishes."

The two cups collided, each with an unknown mind.

It was late at night coming out of the palace.

When the moon was clear and the surroundings were silent, the wheelchair rolled over the floor and made a dull noise.

A figure emerged from behind the wheelchair, holding the handle on the back of the chair with both hands, pushing the man forward.

"Feng Qingbai is here, and he only brings a guard to the border. Should he be bold or ignorant?" Like talking to the people behind him, and talking to himself, the man in the wheelchair looked up. Mochizuki looked faint.

The latter did not answer.

"You have fought with Feng Qingbai several times and you have not been able to take him down. This time, no matter what, you can only succeed or not. I don't want to see him in Nanling anymore, he lives infinitely."

"Uncle wants the chaos of the Four Kingdoms. Now that the chaos is about to rise, Feng Qingbai has a mighty strategy, and it is difficult to turn the tide with one person's strength." The voice of the man behind him was straight, and it was extremely difficult to hear the fluctuations. "Uncle, must he die? ? "

"Feng Qingbai is the backbone of Nanling. He is not dead. How can Nanling be messed up?"

"He's also uncle's nephew ..."

"Stop!" The man in the wheelchair drank suddenly, and the air chilled under the moonlight because he was too excited, and the man kept breathing. "He is not! He is a royal bloodline, he has nothing to do with my Xue family! That is a sin! Red lotus! , Do n’t forget, how did our Baicao Valley come to where we are today! "

"Honglian can't forget."

"It's better not to dare!" After stroking his chest, it took a while for the man to calm his breath, and when he spoke again, his voice was decadent, "Honglian, uncle is already a wasteful man. We can only survive in Baicao Valley by relying on you. In order to revenge that year! If you forget even the hatred, the Baicao Valley and more than 300 lives in the valley are tantamount to death! "

Xue Honglian looked at the dark night in front of her, her eyes calm, "I always remember my mission."

revenge.

Revenge for the people who lost their lives in that massacre.

The moonlit night was cold and the road was long. Only the wheelchair snoring along the road.

After staying in the garrison for three days, Feng Qingbai remained behind closed doors.

Cheng Sheng was staring in the dark, and the door of the compartment was barely opened except for meals and baths.

"I thought he was different from the ordinary sister-in-law, but I still watched it high. Doing nothing, he really thought that by relying on two mouths to negotiate with the Dongyue Emperor, he would be able to fight for the Nanling Emperor without fighting. Is it impossible to return to the tide? The literati is like this, standing high above the chapel, enjoying the peace that our military attache paid for with his blood, and still pointing his finger at the back! "

"General, then what he ordered first, can we still follow suit?"

Cheng Sheng sank and stared at the soldier who asked first, "Of course I did! Although this general looks down on these illustrious people, but it is related to Nanling and naturally cannot be slack! Keep staring over there, any news needs to be reported immediately ! "

Because he hated a hypocritical generation and ignored Nanling's national conditions, Cheng Sheng was not so short-sighted.

When Wei Zi informed Feng Qingbai of this episode, the man smiled slightly, rolled up the border map in his hand, opened the door and went out.

"Master, where is this going?"

"Go to Cheng Sheng. Three days, it's time to do things."

At this time, Cheng Sheng was summoning several army vice-ministers to talk about military affairs in the side hall and conduct sand table deductions.

Feng Qingbai's arrival interrupted several people.

"Why did you come here, but what do you want to tell me?" Cheng Sheng immediately stepped forward, respectfully.

To save him from saluting, Feng Qingbai walked to the sand table and looked at the scenery above, "There is nothing particularly important, just come to the general to discuss small things, and the king is not in a hurry. You continue, just as the king also listened to it. "

"Which line of business is that the matter of Wang Ye should be the first. Wang Ye has something to say, but please speak straight, the minister waits for your support!"

Cheng Sheng thumped his chest, but failed to hide his disapproval.

Feng Qingbai smiled, his eyes fell on the sand table, and he slowly walked around in a circle. This behavior made several people around him look at each other, and they didn't understand what Nanling King wanted to do.

"This is the wind canyon to the northwest of the border. It is in a strong position and easy to defend and difficult to attack. I heard that both armies wanted to occupy the place first, and so far no one can successfully land. If I win here, I will have another barrier towards the border. . "Pointing to one of the sand piles, Feng Qingbai nodded, and then pointed to the other," Here is the East Vietnam Army stronghold, backed by mountains and water, and defensively solid. My army, here. Only with the East Vietnam military camp. There is a gap of water, and the ground is dangerous. With the water as a cover, the East Vietnam Army can't attack directly ... Is this set by General Cheng? "

Cheng Feng pointed out the wind canyon from Feng Qingbai, and Cheng Sheng's eyes widened.

Hearing questions, he said busyly, "It is indeed the arrangement made by the minister. The barracks are the bases of soldiers in the past. Naturally, they must be tightly guarded, and it is best to occupy the land and the people. However, the king did not expect that the king knew the terrain of the border. "

Feng Yangbai smiled with the map in Yangyang's hands. "Awaiting the news of the general in the past few days, I have nothing to do with the map and just remember it."

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(End of this chapter)