The breeze is blowing, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
The lake water stirs and sparkles, and the moonlight shines through the exquisite hollow of the pavilion in the center of the lake, reflecting the nine bright moons on the lake surface.
Jiang Li was wearing a white Confucian robe, standing on the fence beside the pavilion, looking at the reflection in the lake in silence.
The wolf recognized his master and gave him an unexpected surprise.
After hundreds of years of wandering, there was no trace of the yong tribe left, and they were imprisoned by the Zhou Dynasty for twenty years. They were not allowed to touch iron tools or ride on horses.
But even so, the Yanxi tribe raised horses during the day and practiced martial arts at night without interruption for a day. Although their strength and skills were not as good as those a hundred years ago, they were far superior to the ordinary cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Among the one hundred and sixty-nine tribesmen, excluding the old, young, women and children, there are a total of 80 warriors above the Jiao Martial Realm, and eight of them are Taiji Realm warriors.
In the absence of meat, medicinal supplements and supervision, it is not easy to have such strength.
Jiang Li has ordered Mo Yunliang, Old Man Tu, and Jiang Xuanxin to return to Shengjing overnight to buy precious pills, secret medicine, medicinal wine and other supplies.
The 烃狁 tribe has regained the freedom to practice martial arts and horseback riding, and has an abundant supply of meat and medicinal supplements. Given time, their strength will surely reach another level.
At this moment, he has Mo Yunliang, a Qi master with strength comparable to the Ten Thousand Fu Realm, six Xiantian Realm Tuman warriors whose strength far exceeds that of the same level, and eighty yang cavalry from the Jiao Martial Realm. His powerful team is finally small. become.
The only thing missing is Taoist masters, as well as excellent horses, armor and weapons for riding expeditions.
"Jiang Li, Huaxiao Dao has promised to cooperate with Dazhou. They will do their best to lobby the Daluo family and the county governor. In return, Dazhou will help Huaxiao Dao suppress the development of Jin Yanzong and help them find In addition to this, the reincarnation of the virtuous saint will also open up some new trade routes and put them under the control of Huaxiao Dao!"
Princess Yunle let out a long sigh of relief and rubbed her somewhat swollen forehead. As Emperor Jing's most beloved daughter, this was her first time to participate in such negotiations.
There is no small matter in the country, even if it is cooperation with the sect, a small decision can have an immeasurable impact.
"With the help of Hua Xiaodao, the negotiations between the imperial court and Daluo will be much smoother. With the help of Dazhou's secret agents to infiltrate Daluo and guide public opinion, the general trend of the two countries to attack Beimang will be determined!"
Jiang Li turned around, looked at the girl lying on the stone table, and said with some confusion: "Princess, military affairs have always been the prince's concern. Why are you so concerned about the military affairs of Dazhou and Beimang? Just to go there." The Great Wall of the North?”
"I haven't seen the Fourth Emperor Brother for six full years since he was sent to guard the Great Wall in the North by his father!"
Princess Yunle looked towards the north, with a rare expression of worry and melancholy in her bright and clear beautiful eyes, "The fourth emperor brother is pure in nature, but upright and stubborn. Due to different political views, he repeatedly contradicted his father in the court, and his father was angry with him. He was stubborn and sent him to the north. The land of Yunjing Qifu was no longer available, and he would never be able to return to the capital.
"My mother and concubine miss me so much that I become depressed and ill. My health is getting worse and worse than before. I originally just wanted to ask my father for a chance to go to the Great Wall in the north. I personally persuaded the fourth brother to admit his mistake to his father and return to Shengjing as soon as possible. But your three strategies to control the situation not only gave me the opportunity to go to the north, but also gave me the hope of regaining Yunjing in Dazhou. Speaking of which, I should really thank you!"
"So that's it!"
Jiang Li nodded. There was no father or son in the royal family, and it was difficult for outsiders to see the power disputes.
"Jiang Li, what happened here is that I will soon go to Daluo with the delegation. I am afraid that the next time we meet will be in Beimang!"
Princess Yunle stood up from the stone table and looked at Jiang Li with a pair of beautiful eyes. The girl's eyes were sparkling, her thoughts were complicated, and she hesitated to speak. She lowered her head, and a few hair strands fell in front of her forehead and swayed in the wind, and her voice was faint.
"Liu Honglie has returned to the Holy Realm. Your engagement seems to be even more difficult to break. I have also met Sister Liu. Her appearance is one of the best even in Shengjing City.
"It's just that he disappeared mysteriously when he was young. When he was found, he looked stupid and indifferent. He didn't know what evil happened. He married three people in a row. As a result, the grooms all died on the wedding night. Mr. Wu from the Confucian Temple said that only Wu Only by marrying a descendant of a saint can one rely on the legacy of the martial saint to overcome the evil spirits in Sister Liu.
"When Liu Honglie enters the Holy Realm, he will surely be able to find a way to restore Sister Liu's sanity. If you can wash away your surrogacy and marry Sister Liu, that would be a great thing!"
Princess Yunle fiddled with the corners of her clothes, and as she spoke, her little mouth pouted for no reason. Her figure was reflected in the lake, and her beautiful figure looked indescribably lonely.
When she left the palace, she overheard her father telling her mother and concubine that a student of the Confucian Temple Confucius had excellent jade and metallography, was famous for his reputation, and was from a thousand-year-old family. He had a profound background and was the choice of a son-in-law who could be entrusted to him for life.
Although she is a princess, as a member of the royal family, there are many things she has no control over and cannot decide on her own.
"Thank you for your concern, princess, Jiang Li knows!"
Jiang Li nodded. Although his engagement with Qian Junhou Mansion had been finalized for some time, he knew very little about the lady who was about to enter the bridal chamber.
"Who cares about you anymore, you idiot!"
Princess Yunle suddenly stamped her foot, and a burst of anger arose from nowhere, and her voice was breathy.
The girl turned around, snorted heavily, and boarded the boat outside the pavilion without looking back, leaving Jiang Li with an angry back.
"Master Jiang Li, see you in Beimang!"
On the small boat, Luo Ying also said goodbye with fists in his hands, rowed the oar, and carried Princess Yunle to the shore.
"Princess Yunle, Brother Luo, see you in Beimang!"
Jiang Li stood by the pavilion, watching a lone boat leave. The light and shadow on the lake fluctuated, and the reflection in the water became farther and farther away.
As we approached the shore, the figure on the boat couldn't help but turn around.
Princess Yunle looked at the handsome young man in the pavilion, her eyes flashed, and she shouted from a distance: "Jiang Li, this manor is for you. Don't embarrass me in the martial arts exam. I can't get into the top 100. I met you in Beimang." You'd better go around, and if anyone bullies you in Shengjing City, go to Prince Yiyong's Mansion to find the young prince!"
"Jiang Li obeys your order!"
In the pavilion, the young man smiled like the sun, bowed and took orders.
"You idiot, more upright than Brother Four Emperors!"
Princess Yunle stamped her feet again, the boat swayed, and the moon reflected in the water was broken and round.
"Beimang, Beimang!"
Jiang Li paused for a long time, until Princess Yunle's figure completely disappeared from the manor, he finally withdrew his gaze and looked north.
Only by entering that wilderness could he truly find out what else happened in the Battle of Tianjian Gorge eighteen years ago.
"Gudu Gudu"
Suddenly, the calm lake water suddenly became rippled, a burst of turbulent bubbles rolled from the bottom of the lake, and a hairy black figure floated up.
Floating on the water, motionless, like a dead dog.
"Big black?"
Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could tell at a glance that the black figure floating in the lake was really a dead dog.
