Watching Xiao Yunu's carriage gradually disappear in front of Prince Yan's Mansion.
Lu Tao withdrew her gaze thoughtfully and glanced at Zhao Ding beside her.
Lu Tao couldn't help but curl her lips and said: "My lord, you are so big-hearted. Just let such a delicate beauty go. My slave, I was thinking that our Prince Yan's Mansion finally has a princess."
"Then this isn't ready-made."
Zhao Ding looked at Lu Tao with a smile, his eyes sweeping back and forth over Lu Tao's increasingly slender waist.
"My lord, I hate it."
Lu Tao snorted and ran towards the palace with a red face.
Looking at Zhao Ding, he grinned again.
When the peaches are ripe.
With his hands behind his back, Zhao Ding continued to walk towards Prince Yan's Mansion, but his eyes also glanced at the carriage that was getting further away.
I wonder if this girl will remember the prince and me.
Zhao Ding blinked.
Not long after entering Prince Yan's Mansion, Zhang San ran over in a hurry, followed by a group of guards from Prince Yan's Mansion, each carrying figures tied up like mummies.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Zhao Ding's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Zhang San's bondage play is becoming more and more perverted.
"Who?"
Zhao Ding asked.
Zhang San grinned and replied: "They are all Nanchen's scouts. The brothers found out that they were secretly inquiring about the movements of our Youzhou City. Niu Budou and his men were arrested in a hurry."
"Are they all from Nanchen? No Beiliang ones?"
Zhao Ding looked at Zhang San with interest.
Originally, he wanted to use this to knock the old fox Liu Tianquan off, but he didn't expect that the old fox wouldn't be fooled at all.
Zhang San grinned and said: "That old fox Liu Tianquan is so slippery and ruthless. Over the years, Your Majesty, you have done business with him, and he has made a lot of money. Now, Your Majesty, you have given him the news that Xiao Yunu was put back. He can't do it." For the sake of being gentle and offending us, it is better for him to do stable business with us than anything else."
"That too."
Zhao Ding nodded and ordered: "If nothing happens, send someone to take out the six Shenwu cannons to bask in the sun, and fire a few more shots. Lest some people think our cannons are rusty."
Zhao Ding dared to kill Wen Liang, so he was naturally prepared to deal with it.
I wanted to take this opportunity to give Beiliang another blow.
However, Liu Tianquan seems to be really slippery.
However, although it is slippery, there must still be some beating, lest Liu Tianquan, like Wen Liang, cause trouble to himself.
It didn't take long.
The junction of Youzhou and Beiliang.
A high mountain.
The deafening sound of artillery fire shot up into the sky, causing the rocks to shatter and littering the sky.
The other side of the hillside.
A scout wearing Beiliang armor swallowed his saliva and looked at the rocks that had been cracked by the explosion.
They naturally understood that this was Zhao Ding's deterrent to his generals.
At the same time, on the other side.
Outside Beiliang Camp.
Beiliang guard general Liu Tianquan stood at the gate of the Beiliang camp wearing a golden armor.
Liu Tianquan is a pot-bellied man about fifty years old, with some gray hair on his temples.
He is more like a merchant than a general.
He has a big belly and a shiny face.
Therefore, Liu Tianquan has always had a nickname within Beiliang, called: General Pig!
At this moment, he looked at the carriage approaching in the distance.
A flattering smile suddenly appeared on Liu Tianquan's face. He led a group of people behind him and quickly knelt down and said, "Subordinate, please see the Sixth Princess."
The person in this carriage is none other than.
Qi Buyu, Li Fangru and Xiao Yunu.
At this moment, Xiao Yunu looked curiously at the roaring sound coming from the horizon in the distance.
Seeing this, Liu Tianquan quickly said with a flattering look on his face: "Your Highness, those are fireworks. Your Highness, King Yan, is celebrating your return."
Xiao Yunu: "..."
…
Nanchen, the capital, Changli!
Within the deep palace walls.
A vermilion carriage pulled by four tall horses stopped outside the palace gate.
The curtain opens.
A beautiful middle-aged woman who was 60% similar to Wen Liang slowly stepped out of the carriage with the help of a maid.
As this beautiful middle-aged woman who was 60% similar to Wen Liang stepped out of the carriage.
Suddenly, an old eunuch in purple robe walked up to the palace gate with small steps.
Behind him were a group of young eunuchs.
This middle-aged beautiful woman who is 60% similar to Wen Liang is none other than Wen Liang's mother.
Princess Nanchen--Yuan Qing!
Although Yuan Qing is nearly forty years old.
But the years did not seem to leave any traces on her face, but instead gained a lot of the unique charm of a mature woman.
Only the eye circles are a little red.
His hair on the temples was quite messy, and he looked a bit miserable.
"Your Highness, the eldest princess, come with me. Your Majesty is already waiting for you at Kunhe Hall."
As Yuan Qing stepped off the carriage, the purple-robed old eunuch immediately walked up with a humble expression, glanced at Yuan Qing and lowered his head and said.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Yuan Qing replied in a hoarse voice.
Then, he followed the old eunuch alone towards the Nanchen Palace.
Pass through the outer perimeter and enter the inner courtyard.
A heavily guarded palace appeared in front of Yuan Qing.
From the gate to the steps there are Ouchi guards with swords.
The purple-robed old eunuch handed the jade token to an Ouchi guard who looked like a leader.
The closed palace door slowly opened.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Qing, who had been holding back the sadness in his heart, could no longer bear it. He picked up his long skirt and trotted towards the palace.
But the old eunuch in purple robe stayed outside.
Enter the palace gate.
In the splendid palace, there were still many maids and eunuchs standing respectfully.
After passing through the outer temple.
Yuan Qing finally saw a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with a face similar to hers in an inner hall filled with memorials.
As Yuan Qing walked in.
In the inner hall, two old men wearing Nanchen official uniforms immediately stepped back respectfully.
Wait until there are only two people left in the room.
Only then did Yuan Qing look at the middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and cried: "Brother, Liang'er died miserably. You have to avenge your nephew."
"revenge?"
The middle-aged man sitting on the dragon chair looked up at Yuan Qing and said, "You should go to your husband-in-law to say this, not to me."
Yuan Jia sneered and looked at Yuan Qing coldly: "The two countries are at war with each other. Soldiers come and go, and it is common for them to be captured. Originally, this matter could be easily solved, just spend some money, but what about you? It's unexpected. Send an assassin to assassinate Zhao Ding in the name of Wen Ziliang?
Was this done by you or Wen Ziheng?
I'm a little curious. "
Yuan Jia looked at Yuan Qing word by word.
When his eyes open and close, he has the majesty of a superior person. In addition, he has been in a high position for many years. This is Yuan Qing, the younger sister. Looking at his brother from the same mother, he feels a little scared in his heart.
"Brother, at this time, is it still time to worry about these things?"
Yuan Qing still looked at Yuan Jia with tears in his eyes.
"Then I still think about it, what do you think I should do?"
Yuan Jia asked calmly.
Yuan Qing said hurriedly: "Then naturally we will send troops to attack Youzhou to avenge my son and avenge Da Chen."
"Then who do you think is appropriate to send?"
Yuan Jia still looked at Yuan Qing calmly.
"Of course he is my husband. He is a brother of Dahu. When father and son go into battle, it is naturally my husband who is the most suitable."
Yuan Qing replied without thinking.
However, Yuan Jia's face suddenly turned cold, and he opened his mouth and cursed directly: "Stupid!"
Brothers, I know that my updates have been very slow these days. It’s not that I want to be slow, but that the book has reached this point, which is a turning point. If I don’t handle this section well, the book will basically collapse, and this section The plot is also very important for the subsequent plots, so when I wrote Xiaopengjie, I pondered and thought over and over again. I also want to write more, and the more I write, the more money I will get, but the problem is that if the plot of a book cannot be handled well, Well, there’s no point in writing it.
So, I'm really sorry.
Once the plot is sorted out, I will definitely make it up later, don’t worry!
