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

Chapter 811: That's an Evil Seed!

"The King of Nanling has already arrived at Yigu City, and he is in the garrison office. I am afraid that in these two days, he will invite the emperor for an interview. Does the emperor have any plans?"

In the grand hall of the luxurious palace, the curtain dances lightly with the wind, and the palace music sounds.

In front of the hall, there was a short couple, and the two sat opposite each other.

One of them was dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe and was handsome in five courts, but there was a hostile look on his brows, which gave off a sinister feeling.

On the opposite side, dressed in black and robed, with an ordinary face and a beard. The most noticeable thing is that he is not sitting on a stool, but a wooden wheelchair.

"I declared war with Nanling and forced them to surrender. I didn't expect the king of Nanling to come to the border alone and want to have an appointment with me. His solitary courage is really admirable." The Emperor Dongyue chuckled and poured wine for the man opposite him. , Raise your glass, "Mister's plan is extremely accurate, I admire it, this glass of wine is toast to Mr."

"I just reminded the emperor a few words, and I dare not be the emperor's false praise. If it is considered exhaustive, I dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with Nanling King. Even the people in the city like Zuoxiang were defeated by Nanling King. The emperor must not take it lightly. "

"Zuo Rong? A bereaved dog, how can he say he was brave. If he didn't see some usefulness in him, I would definitely not take him in."

"Zuo Rong has fought against the King of Nanling for more than ten years, and he knows the King of Nanling very well. This person is still useful."

"It's just useful, but he is absolutely inferior to Mr. He is not even qualified to sit with me." Dongyue Emperor sneered, "The king of Nanling used to live in the capital, this time it is rare to be able to attract him. He will definitely come and go. Once he falls, Nanling will not be afraid."

"I am here, wishing the emperor all wishes come true."

The two cups collided, each with unknown thoughts.

It was late at night when I came out of the palace.

The moon was in the sky, the surroundings were silent, and the wheelchair made a dull sound as it rolled over the ground.

A figure appeared out of thin air behind the wheelchair, holding the handle of the back of the chair with both hands, pushing the man forward.

"Feng Qingbai is here, and he came to the border with only one guard. Should he be said to be bold, or should he be said to be ignorant and fearless?" As if talking to the people behind, or talking to himself, the person in the wheelchair raised his head Mochizuki looked indifferent.

The people behind did not answer.

"You fought against Feng Qingbai several times, but you failed to take him down. This time, no matter what, you can only succeed. I don't want to see him living a glorious life in Nanling again."

"Uncle wants chaos in the four kingdoms, and now chaos is about to break out. No matter how powerful Feng Qingbai is, it will be difficult for one person to turn the tide." The voice of the man behind him was flat, and it was extremely hard to hear the fluctuations, "Uncle, must he die? ?”

"Feng Qingbai is the backbone of Nanling. If he is not dead, how can Nanling be in chaos?"

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

"Shut up!" the wheelchair man suddenly yelled, and the air was suddenly cold under the moonlit night. Because he was too excited, the man couldn't stop panting, "He is not! He is of royal blood, and he has nothing to do with my Xue family! That's an evil species! Red Lotus , don’t forget how our Baicao Valley got to where it is today!”

"Honglian dare not forget."

"It's better not to dare!" The man stroked his chest, and it took a long time for the man to calm down, and when he spoke again, his voice was decadent and sad, "Hong Lian, uncle is already a useless person, we can only survive in Baicao Valley by relying on you , to avenge the past! If you even forget the hatred, then Baicao Valley and the lives of more than 300 people in the valley will be dead in vain!"

Xue Honglian looked at the dark night ahead, her eyes dull, "I always remember my mission."

revenge.

To avenge the clansmen who died in that massacre.

The moonlit night was cold, the road was long, and there was only the sound of wheelchair wheels along the road.

He stayed in the garrison yamen for three days, during which Feng Qingbai stayed behind closed doors.

Cheng Sheng was watching in the dark, the door of that wing was almost never opened except for meals and baths.

"I thought he was different from ordinary dandies, but in the end I thought highly of him. He didn't do anything. He really thought that he could save Nanling without a fight with the Emperor Dongyue just by negotiating with the emperor of Dongyue. Can’t we go back to the madness? That’s how literati are, living high above the court, enjoying the peace that our military officers have bought with their blood and lives, and still pointing fingers behind us and making comments!”

"General, do we still have to do what he ordered first?"

Cheng Sheng's face darkened, and he glared at the little soldier who asked the question first, "Of course I did! Although this general looks down on such people who are trying to gain fame, it is about Nanling, so naturally we can't slack off! Keep watching over there, and report any news immediately !"

Because he hates a hypocrite and ignores the national conditions of Nanling, Cheng Sheng is not so short-sighted.

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

"Master, where is this going?"

"Go to Cheng Sheng. It's been three days. It's time to do something."

At this time, Cheng Sheng was summoning several lieutenants in the army to talk about the military situation in the side hall and conduct a sand table deduction.

Feng Qingbai's arrival interrupted the conversation of several people.

"Why is the lord here, but what do you want to tell me?" Cheng Sheng immediately stepped forward to greet him, respectful.

Ignoring him to salute, Feng Qingbai walked to the sand table and looked at the scenery above, "There is nothing particularly important, I just came here to discuss some small matters with the general, I am not in a hurry. You continue, just as I am also listening in. "

"What's the matter, the prince's affairs should be put first. The prince has something to say, but please speak up, and I will help and support you!"

Cheng Sheng slapped his chest loudly, but failed to hide the disapproval in his eyes.

Feng Qingbai smiled, his eyes fell on the sand table, and he walked slowly around it. This behavior made several people around look at each other, wondering what Nanling King wanted to do.

"This is Wind Canyon in the northwest of the border. It is located in an important position, easy to defend and difficult to attack. I heard that both armies want to occupy this place first, but so far no one has successfully landed. If we take this place, I will have another barrier towards the border. " Pointing to one of the sand piles, Feng Qingbai nodded, and then pointed to another place, "This is the stronghold of the Dongyue army, with mountains and rivers behind it, and the defense is solid. Our army is here. It is just as close as the Dongyue army camp. It is separated by a swamp, the land is dangerous, and with the swamp as a cover, the East Vietnamese army can't attack directly... Was this arranged by General Cheng?"

Since Feng Qingbai casually pointed out Feng Canyon, Cheng Sheng's eyes widened, this dude is still quite capable.

Hearing the question, he hurriedly said, "It is indeed the arrangement of the minister. The military camp is the base camp of the soldiers of the dynasty. Naturally, it must be well-defended. It is best to occupy a favorable location and harmonious people. It is just that the minister did not expect that the prince is quite familiar with the border terrain. "

Yang Yang held the map in his hand, Feng Qingbai smiled, "I've been waiting for the general's news for the past few days, I studied the map in my free time, and I just remembered it."

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