Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The soldiers looked at the charming or shy singers with surprised eyes and walked to the newly built stage to sing a cappella.

Sound up.

The howling wind dissipated, the clouds on the sky stagnated, and the ethereal and beautiful singing resounded through the sky, fading away from the heat of midsummer, flowing into everyone's blood, and the bustling people calmed down and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

This singing voice is big and round...it sounds quite white.

The prince girl who doesn't understand people's hearts, and the prince who understands people's hearts extremely!

The shock of most people's hearts lasted for a long time, with "Fusu" written in one eye, "step down" written in the other eye, and "Hurry up" hanging on the tip of their brows.

Fan Luo took the opportunity to ask the guys to scoop out bowls of sour plum soup and hand them respectfully to every officer who walked out. As for Fusu's portion, Fan Luo personally delivered it, and specially added two pieces of ice.

"Your Highness...it is not easy to get ice from the ice cellar."

Fusu took it with a smile, "It's really hard work to establish a chamber of commerce in Xianyang and then go out to run the business in person."

"If you want to gain a foothold, you have to be good at dancing. No one will offend you. If you work hard, work harder." Fan Luo laughed at herself.

"He didn't want me to leave Xianyang before, and now he doesn't want me to go back to Xianyang. Boys are really fickle."

Fan Luo cautiously avoided the subject of the superior, and pretended to be puzzled, "Is it the prince?"

"if not?"

Fusu raised his eyebrows, and there was a somewhat helpless look in his eyes.

"I have bought all the soldiers of the guard army, so I can't complain?"

"Your Highness is joking." Fan Luo laughed dryly, looking at the boundless northern kingdom, "It's not a coincidence that I heard that the Huns outside the country were involved with the nobles of other countries, so I specially informed Your Highness to take precautions against bandits."

"He said there were no bandits before."

Fu Su paused, then continued: "Suppress the bandits, okay, suppress."

"Even if I refuse, the soldiers can't refuse after taking his money, but where is the bandit?"

Fan Luo said vaguely, "It may be in the vast sea, or it may be in Dragon City."

"What if there is no? What if the bandit is one of his own? What if he arranged the bandit?"

Fan Luo couldn't find a suitable excuse to change the subject for a while after the soul questioning.

"If you lie about the military situation, you need to have an explanation. I will immediately bring all the officers into the Guanshang Palace to ask him for an explanation."

At this moment, Fusu's expression was extremely serious, and there was no trace of a smile hidden in it.

Fan Luo stepped back, "Your Highness, this is forcing the palace."

"It was a cordial and friendly exchange."

Fusu looked towards the direction outside the North.

"...You don't blame me for learning from him."

Fan Luo pointed at herself and asked in confusion, "Me?"

Fu Su looked back and smiled softly.

……

……

same afternoon.

Not long after the Great Wall Legion's temporary summer activities ended, a group of Qingqi quietly left the city. The Qingqi, composed of Fusu and officers, "asked" Patriarch Fan Luo to "help" find the way.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the temperature plummets, and Fan Luo freezes like a poor chicken cub.

"Patriarch Fan, what do you think is the most important thing about being a commander?"

Fusu lifted a hemp rope, and then tied the leader of the caravan sent by Yan Ce.

"...it's prestige."

"Well, that's right."

Fu Su pushed aside the hair in front of his forehead, and his dark pupils were locked on Fan Luo's body.

"Walking all night, the vast grassland, where is the bandit? He wants to delay, I will give him a chance, but the end of teasing the prince must be very severe, so that he can gain authority."

"He held back the guards of the Great Wall, but no one told him that the guards of the four gates of Xianyang had already been mobilized by His Majesty the Emperor, and the command of the four troops had already been with me, not His Majesty."

"I don't know if you have heard from him about the day when you were in the Jiange with His Majesty... It seems that your relationship with him is very ordinary." Fu Su shook his head, not intending to explain clearly to her.

Fan Luo's eyes widened, "You mean Mr. Fusu, you can actually summon the guards of the four gates to attack Xianyang at any time? Why don't you go directly to the side of Lord Qing..."

"Because I was the one who wanted him to win from beginning to end, and I was the one who wanted him to do his best to defeat the prince."

Fu Su sighed slightly, and said: "If he didn't hold back the Great Wall Legion, time would be more of a choice. I collect evidence that Yan Ce secretly had illegitimate children with other female nobles, and then mobilize the legion to fight back. I can The choice, the slowest way to return home."

"Now I can only inform the guard at the fourth gate to wait for me to return home. He doesn't know what my mother said to me in Jiange after I left that day, so everything he does is based on incomplete information. Choice is the worst."

"And the only person who doesn't want him to win may be His Majesty."

"The Great Wall Legion is actually secondary, and it is used to attract attention. The real fatal one is in Xianyang. The Central Army has been transferred to another place in advance. Yan Ce will definitely find a way to win over Zhao Tuo, the commander of the Central Army, but the deputy commander is temporarily It's an empty shell, and it can't mobilize any troops."

"Xianyang is an empty city without an army, and it is even more impossible for my mother to allow me to delay for no reason."