"Yes, who doesn't want to earn military merit?"
He Lingchuan smiled: "You don't want to." The better Fushan is, it will not be easy for him to become the prince. He just wants to stabilize his throne.
Fushan Yue laughed: "That's right, I don't want to."
He is already the Prince of Chiyan. The only Miao Miao of the old Fushan family, why should he strive for military glory?
Just then, the attendant came to report:
Other dignitaries sent people to express their condolences.
"Why are you asking for condolences? They just want to find out the news from me." Fu Shanyue knew it well, "These guys belong to rats. I went to the Qing Palace and they all know it!"
The gods sent troops to besiege Qing Palace. This news was really shocking to the dignitaries in Lingxu Shangcheng.
The people of Qingyang Imperial Master's group probably felt that the sky was about to fall at this moment.
Are there many people rejoicing again?
After having had enough wine and food, He Lingchuan returned to his room and immediately asked him after holding in the mirror for two hours:
"Hong Chenglue has already gone to the battlefield in the east. You have no chance to confirm whether he is Hu Bin!"
He Lingchuan poured water on his face to relieve the dryness: "That's the opposite."
"Ah?" Jing Jing was puzzled, "How did you confirm it?"
Hearing the news that Hong Chenglue was heading east, the cloud of doubt in He Lingchuan's mind had been lifted.
Chapter completed!