"You're back? How are you today? Is there anything bothering you?"

The maid took over the cloak that Wanyan Xiyin took off. Xiyin smiled and shook his head: "These are all small things. It's time to deal with them."

"What's the news from General Lou Shi?"

"Let's see what your Majesty means. Zong Fu is loyal and upright, but Zong Bi is short-sighted. The Wu Dynasty is disobedient. What they want is to kill King Kang. However, how can a national war be used for loyalty..." He said this and looked at it.

He glanced at his wife, then hugged her and walked inside, "You...actually shouldn't worry about this..."

Chen Wenjun looked at him calmly and smiled helplessly: "I always have to worry."

"That's right..." Xi Yin was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Anyway, the Wu Dynasty is exhausted. I'll fight again and again, plundering some people and bringing back some things. After all, it's stupid. Wenjun, the only one

The way to make the world peaceful and the people suffer less is for us to bring peace to the Southern Dynasty as soon as possible..."

While he was talking, he and his wife walked inside. When they crossed the threshold of the courtyard, Chen Wenjun tilted his head and casually turned his head. The captain of the personal guard was leading a few people from the mansion and hurried out.

In the market on the side of Yunzhong Mansion, the man in rich clothes and the Jurchen local snake known as the Seventh Master secretly met in a courtyard. The two exchanged a few words, and the "Seventh Master" remained silent with a smile on his face.

After a while: "To be honest, when I came here this time, Lao Qi had something that was hard to talk about."

"Oh? Master Qi, it doesn't matter if you say so."

"I heard there's going to be a war. There's a lot of wind outside. It's not easy to get the goods this time. The price will have to be increased."

"Seventh Master...that's not what we promised before. Besides, where did you hear the news about the war?"

The seventh master twitched his lips: "You have a pair of eyes and a pair of ears. If you read more and listen more, you can always understand. To be honest, after these few transactions, you guys have not figured it out yet. I, the seventh master, haven't found out clearly yet. This time, no

I really want to play in a muddle, you guys..."

He spoke slowly and calmly. A middle-aged guard behind the man in rich clothes leaned over slightly and frowned: "There is fraud..."

The man in rich clothes frowned, and he suddenly opened his clothes and drew his sword. Opposite him, the seventh master who had been talking slowly before changed his expression and jumped ten feet away.

"He's stalling for time!"

"Walk"

Several people turned around and left. The seventh master led several people around him to surround him. A young man who was smiling all the time next to the man in fine clothes took two steps, turned around suddenly, and pounced on the old seventh man. The middle-aged guard also

He jumped out at the same time.

"It's unethical to cheat and take advantage of others! Seize him and use him as a hostage!"

"Go first!"

The sword light was slashed out, and someone jumped down from the side of the courtyard. A samurai beside Lao Qi was knocked to the ground by the young man's sword. The smell of blood filled the air. Lao Qi took a few steps back, drew his sword and shouted: "This is terrible.

not my business!"

The handsome man rushed out with his men. On the opposite street, Jurchen soldiers surrounded him...

On this day, there was a small-scale chaos in the city of Yunzhong Mansion. A group of thugs fled in the city and fought with the patrolling soldiers. Soon after, this wave of chaos was put down. At the same time, the people north of Yanmen Pass

On the land, the cleanup activities against the infiltrated southern spies started on a large scale from this day on. Borders began to be closed, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

The Valley God Wanyan Xiyin also swung his sword smoothly against the many forces hidden in the darkness.

To the south, in Jinan Prefecture, a new prefect named Liu Yu arrived here. Not long ago, he camped in Yingtian hoping to find a position. After following the path of Zhang Cui, the minister of Zhongshu, he got the real job of Jinan prefect.

.However, the folk customs in Shandong were violent and banditry was frequent. Liu Yu gave the new emperor a letter, hoping to be transferred to the south of the Yangtze River as an official. After that, he was severely reprimanded. But in any case, it is better to have an official than not. He

So he came to take office angrily.

Soon, this official will step onto the stage of history with great distinction.

Outside Yingtian Mansion, on the green grassland, Jun Wu is galloping. A few days ago, with the help of Lu Agui and others, he battled wits and courage with some old bureaucrats and took it out of the mouths of the military and household departments.

He received a batch of ordnance, supplies, and well-improved elm cannons, and sent them to several armies he supported. Whether this is considered a victory is hard to say, but for young people, it makes people feel comfortable after all.

.This afternoon he went outside the city to test the new hot air balloon. Although it failed as usual, he still rode a horse and ran for a while.

The horse stopped on the hillside illuminated by the setting sun. The city wall of Yingtian spread out in the distance. Jun Wu was riding on the horse. Looking at the light, he felt in his heart that becoming a prince was actually not bad. He was tall and tall.

He breathed a sigh of relief, remembered some poems in his mind, and read them out again: "The snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never return it until it is broken..."

After all, he is a man. Sometimes, he also wishes that he could carry a sword, ride a horse, gallop on the bloody battlefield, and save the people from fire and water. But of course, at this time, there is a position that is more suitable for him.

He stood in this magnificent sunshine for a long time.

Go north to Yanmen Pass.

The thick city wall is ancient and majestic. In the past few years, the damage caused by the war with the Jurchens has not been repaired. In this still cold spring day, it looks lonely and quiet. Birds fly from the wind and look at the dilapidated city walls.

It stopped on the battlements, and there was a long lonely road at both ends of the city wall.
Chapter completed!