Go to the north, or return to the Imperial Capital.
Choose one of the classic branches.
Xu Yuan was not in a hurry to make a decision, he was considering the matter carefully in his heart, while Lou Ji was not in a hurry either, sitting across from him quietly waiting for his answer.
For a long time,
Xu Yuan leaned back on the chair and smiled:
"I think I'd better go back to the Imperial Capital."
Lou Ji did not express her position and reminded:
"This question was asked by your father."
"I know."
Lou Ji would ask him so directly, most likely because of the instructions from Di Jing's father.
Therefore, in Lou Ji's sight, Xu Yuan's expression was very helpless.
Lou Ji tapped her fair face with her fingers, her eyes a little boring:
"Well, I thought you would choose to go to the north with your sister."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan smiled and asked:
"Sister, what can I do if I go to the North now?"
Xu Yuan has always been very self-aware. He is not an all-rounder who is born with knowledge.
The situation in the north is not just a small fight on the Wanxiang Sect side. Both sides have invested nearly one million troops.
He doesn't understand military formation skills, battlefield strategy, and his cultivation level is as low as cannon fodder. Nowadays, no one who can be active on the battlefield in the north is ruthless, and the situation is also complicated.
Going to the North under this condition?
Go to the north to become the God of War in Tumu Fortress?
Of course, even if he, Xu Yuan, wants to be the God of War in this battle in the north, he won't be able to get his turn.
Because the north is now under the control of the emperor, and the Prime Minister's Mansion can at best be regarded as helpers.
Lou Ji spoke slowly, staring into Xu Yuan's eyes, and reminded:
"At least you can go there and get to know me. That old man Zong Qingsheng is not very familiar with you."
After a pause,
Lou Ji said in a serious and thoughtful tone: "Although sister has no objection to you, your father has more than just sister working for you. There are some things where you still need to come up with something to convince the public."
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Xu Yuan blinked and instantly understood what the old aunt meant.
This father wanted him to go to the north to gild, and by the way, make his presence felt in front of Zong Qingsheng, who held the military power of the Prime Minister's Palace.
However, after thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan refused:
"Forget it, the merit of persuading the public will have many opportunities in the future. As for Mr. Zong"
After a moment's pause,
Xu Yuan looked at Lou Ji and smiled helplessly:
"Sister, what identity do you think I should use to find Mr. Zong?"
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Lou Ji was stunned when she heard this, and laughed out loud:
"You're a very thoughtful little brat."
Xu Yuan just spread his hands helplessly:
"There is no way. I only have two identities when I go to the north. One is as the most ordinary staff member without telling Mr. Zong, and the other is the legitimate son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The former is easy to die, and the latter is easy to cause trouble for Mr. Zong."
Adding obstruction is not adding obstruction in the behavioral sense.
But as long as Xu Yuan passes by, even if he does nothing, his own existence will cause trouble for the other party.
Dayan is a standard feudal immortal dynasty.
The successor to the Prime Minister's Office was not chosen by the lower-level officials through voting, but was decided by Xu Yinhe, and now the core senior officials of the Prime Minister's Office basically know about him.
Going to Zong Qingsheng now is about the same as going to the frontier army to supervise the battle.
Of course, in a war of this scale, Xu Yuan would most likely not have real power, but in terms of status, it was equivalent to having another Supreme Emperor on Zong Qingsheng's head.
Lou Ji was naturally able to figure this out. She tilted her head and thought for a while, then commented in a low voice:
"Based on what I know about the old man, he shouldn't care about this. Well, he is a very traditional general, loyal and rigorous, but when it comes to the execution of military affairs, sometimes he won't listen even to your father's orders. "
Xu Yuan rolled his eyes and refused again:
"That won't work either. People need to be self-aware."
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Lou Ji stared at him without speaking, obviously not believing his reason.
Seeing the look in the other person's eyes, Xu Yuan stopped making excuses for Aunt Lou Ji. He sighed and whispered the most important reason:
"Sister, do you think my father and the emperor's plan will really succeed this time? I am too weak now, and the situation in the north is too chaotic."
To translate, my cultivation level is low and I am afraid of death.
The 30,000 black-scale elites brought by Zong Qingsheng should be able to break the siege of Dali Mountain by surprise, and even win the battle through cooperation between inside and outside.
But the question is, what happens after it’s solved?
When the Beifeng armies from the three towns arrive and join the Beifeng armies from the two towns remaining in the north, plus the 40,000-feathered Linwei and the nearly 100,000 black-scaled troops from the Xiangguo Mansion in the north, I will indeed have the advantage.
But this advantage is only for those barbarians.
They have no idea what cruel things the sect will do next.
The elite of 60,000 people and two Yuanchu strongmen said that they were abandoned, so they immediately became abandoned. It would not be surprising if it made big news.
Due to the special nature of the military formation, General Zong Qingsheng had to follow the camp, and he, Xu Yuan, naturally had to follow him if he wanted to make some achievements.
You let Xu Changge go, his cultivation is high, and if his army is about to collapse, there is still a chance that he can run away directly.
When Xu Yuan went over, the remnant soul of the saint would probably be trapped in it.
silence.
Lou Ji quietly pursed her red lips, sighed, and stood up:
"Okay, since you said so, Changtian, I will convey it to your father."
After saying that, she swayed her waist and left.
"So, Changtian refused?"
A calm and low voice came from the communication crystal, gently echoing in the dark secret room.
Lou Ji crossed her arms, leaned against the wall of the secret room, and replied angrily:
"His cultivation is too weak, so he shouldn't be allowed to go."
"Really?" There was no emotion or anger in the voice.
Lou Ji frowned when she heard this voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone:
"Lord Xiangguo, don't you want to force Chang Tian to go?"
After hearing this, there was a little silence. When the middle-aged man's voice came again, it was steady and undeniable:
"What if I say yes?"
Lou Ji clenched her fists slightly, but did not directly contradict her, but said:
"That has to wait until I activate the intelligence network of the Black Scale Guards in the north, otherwise it will be too dangerous for him."
"Lou Ji, you do love and protect him."
"Um?"
"I never intended for him to go north from the beginning."
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Holding her chest, Lou Ji tapped her shoulders lightly with her fingers and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Then you want me to ask him?"
"Young people like to prove themselves. I thought his mentality would change after handling the affairs of the Wanxiang Sect, but it seems that I am overthinking it."
After a pause, the voice came again:
"You should leave for the Northern Territory as soon as possible. This incident happened unexpectedly, but we will try our best to cooperate with Li Yaoxuan. If this happens, there will be no external worries in the three continents of the Northern Territory for a hundred years."
When Lou Ji heard this, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she slowly stood up straight:
"I know, what about Changtian?"
"Changtian, just let him return to the Imperial Capital by himself. You have to explain the engagement to him clearly. Besides, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Previously, I had floaters, and my eyes kept twitching when I was writing, which was uncomfortable, and the next update would be a little late.
I need to sort out the outline before returning to Imperial Capital. I’ll take a day off tomorrow. Sorry.
Thanks to the leader of Shennong Bendu!
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