The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Ning Chen sat on the bed and carefully smoothed things out, but his back was chilly.

Fanlingyue has arranged these things for a long time. The Buddha kingdom is just a chess piece used to attract the attention of Daxia.

However, none of them found out. On the contrary, they thought that after defeating the Buddhist kingdom, the northern Mongolian army was afraid.

The current situation is very similar to that when northern Mongolia just invaded. At that time, the emperor of Xia hoped to use the power of foreign aggression to lead to internal worries, and then solve them together.

Unfortunately, the Xia emperor overestimated himself and underestimated the ability to drive away tigers and lead wolves.

Now, the situation in Daxia is relaxed. The two princes want to defeat their opponents and ascend the throne first, and then the northern Mongolian army will drive Daxia out. Especially after the northern Mongolian army shows the intention of peace talks again and again, this idea will breed more quickly.

People always believe in their abilities too much, no matter who they are, it is hard to avoid.

All Lingyue takes advantage of the weakness of human nature to push Daxia to the brink again and again. This time, I'm afraid it's the same.

He had no way to stop it. Even if he guessed fan Lingyue's intention, it was too late.

No matter the third prince or the tenth prince, it is impossible to turn back. The struggle for the throne will only become more and more fierce.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen closes his eyes and leans on the head of the bed. Listening to the moon, he is really the most terrible person in the world.

He has tried his best, but still can't help Da Xia to retrieve the deteriorating situation.

Since the war between the two dynasties, Daxia has been led by the nose. His existence only delayed the deteriorating situation of Daxia for some time.

Today, nearly half of the 330000 imperial guards inside and outside the imperial city are in the hands of the two princes. These imperial guards are the best among the elite soldiers of the Xia Dynasty, and their combat power is far beyond the ordinary army.

At this time, it is impossible to stop the two princes. How to minimize the consequences of the struggle for the throne is the most important thing.

One of the princes must die, which is the only and easiest way.

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do. In the long-term struggle for the throne, the two princes have gathered a lot of experts around them. With the strength in their hands, the climate has become mature. How can they kill them.

Besides, in this world, who dares to put a butcher's knife on the prince's head.

Neither Sangong nor changsun dare to give this order.

The setting sun has set outside, and the night is rising. A maid of honor will send the dinner into the room. The moon will wash her hands and wait at the table.

Little girl's mind is still very simple after all, bad wake up, is the best thing.

Ning Chen throws away his worries and sits on the bed quietly watching Xiao Mingyue eat.

"Do you want to eat?" Mingyue pinched a small snack and put it in her mouth. She felt the bad guy's eyes. She turned to show her face and said with a smile.

"I'm not hungry, you eat it." Ning Chen shook his head and said.

He really has no appetite. He just drank some porridge from the dining room in the afternoon and is not hungry now.

"Oh," the moon answered, and immediately turned her head to concentrate on eating. She still liked the food in the palace.

The way the little girl eats is very pleasing to the eye. After all, Mingyue is the emperor of northern Mongolia, and her etiquette is impeccable.

Ning Chen is very quiet looking at, don't speak, only looking at small bright moon of time, he can slightly calm down heart, less mood upset thoughts.

The future is still xiaomingyue's, what he can do is to keep the hope of peace as far as possible.

The era of Lingyue will not be long, and the war between northern Mongolia and Daxia will soon come to an end. No matter who wins or loses, it is impossible to drag on.

"Bright moon, grow up quickly." Ning Chen sighs in his heart that both northern Mongolia and Daxia can no longer afford the devastation of war, so they need peace.

After a while, Mingyue jumped down from the table and trotted to the bed. Her eyebrows curved and said, "I'm full"

Ning Chen stretched out her hand to help the little girl straighten her cloth cap. She said with a smile, "if you want to take a bath, just pull up the screen. You don't have to run away the little maids. They don't dare to come in without my orders"

Mingyue's face turned red and stretched out her hand Hit the former, said, "you are a bad person"

"ah" Ning Chen gently smile, no longer say, the little girl will be shy.

Fortunately, Mingyue is a child, there are not so many taboos, if a little older, get along with a little bit more attention.

After a while, several maids and eunuchs came to the big wooden barrel for bathing, poured hot water on it, and then retreated respectfully.

Xiao Mingyue pulls up the screen with a red face. Although it is no longer fan Lingyue, he knows that he does not have much time, so he tries to pave the way for Xiao Mingyue as much as possible, which further aggravates the burden on the little girl.

Ning Chen and all listen to the concept of the moon is different, prefer to imperceptibly use action and language education xiaomingyue, never take the initiative to impose anything.

This is xiaomingyue's best age. He hopes that the little girl can live happily instead of being burdened every day.Night gradually deep, rather Chen sat on the bed, quietly thinking about the future things, no matter how, he will help his eldest grandson through this difficulty.

The oppressive cough, one after another, drips with blood. In the war with Buddha, he passed the death, but he could not survive.

The night passed quickly. After daybreak, a carriage appeared in Weiyang palace. Then it drove Ning Chen and Xiao Mingyue to the new Marquis's residence outside the palace.

Two people go very low-key, but still can't stop the attention of the people, the third prince and the tenth prince on the same day sent a post.

Ning Chen looked as like as two peas in almost two identical contents. His eyes narrowed and squinted, which forced him to make a choice.

His position is doomed not to waver for a long time. Now, except for a few warlords, almost all the dignitaries have already stood up. In the imperial dynasty, he can't be alone.

He is the only marquis in Beijing. The two princes will fight for him.

Marquis Wu is different from the ordinary aristocratic marquis. After being granted Marquis Wu, he has the right to mobilize less than 100000 troops at any time, which even the prince can't have.

Marquis Wu of the great Xia has the supreme prestige in the great Xia. From the first generation of marquis Wu to now, the whole world of the great Xia has been fought down by Marquis Wu with his life. It can be said that every inch of the territory of the great Xia has the blood of marquis Wu.

The noble Marquis of Daxia can be inherited, but Marquis Wu can't. every Marquis Wu has made great achievements in war, even the northern Marquis Wu who betrayed in the past is no exception. That's why Marquis Wu has such amazing prestige in Daxia.

It can be said that the power of marquis Wu was not given by the imperial court, but by himself. He didn't make the world's generals and soldiers sincerely accept the military achievements. The power of dispatching troops of the 100000 troops is just a decoration.

After the post was sent, Ning Chen quickly wrote back. The content was very simple. He was ill and was inconvenient to see the guest. I hope you'll forgive me.

Until he makes a choice, the guest can't see him.

However, half a day later, another letter was sent to the mansion. Ning Chen was surprised and frowned tightly.

It's not someone else who sends the post, but the owner of Lingyan Pavilion, Yuehan clothes.

he went out of the palace and did not know many people. After all, not everyone could put his eyeliner in the palace.

It can be inferred that the people behind Hanyi this month are really not ordinary people.

Ning Chen thought a moment later, the same politely refused.

If he is not wrong, the real owner of Lingyan Pavilion is likely to have something to do with one of the two princes.

There can't be such a coincidence in the world. As soon as he refused, the post was sent to him.