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320, the chance that God throws in your hand

It was just after noon and the sun was quite bright. After having lunch, Red Eagle hurriedly came to look for Zhong Qingye.【】

When he walked into the room, Zhong Qingye happened to be trying on the new clothes that the emperor would wear on his birthday. When he heard Xia'er's announcement, he asked him to wait without looking back, and then continued to plunge into the room.

Inside a large pile of colorful brocade clothes.

Hongying waited for an hour. He changed the various teas on the table four or five times. He also drank a lot of water and was exhausted. He was planning to go to the hut first and then come back.

At that time, Zhong Qingye finally came out.

She usually likes to wear simple silk brocade robes, usually in light colors such as milky white and light yellow. In addition, the weather has been getting hotter recently, so she simply tied up her long hair and tied it up with a sandalwood hairpin.

She is small and exquisite, never wears makeup on her face, and behaves carelessly. From the outside, she does not look like a dignified princess.

It was the same at this moment. The clothes to be worn when entering the palace were sent by Qi Mo. Each one was more troublesome than the last. She struggled for a while and still couldn't figure out how to dress appropriately. Her shoulders were a little sore.

While moving her arms, she walked out of the inner room. Her light blue robe was embroidered with snow-white lotus flowers. Her long hair was intact and looked very refreshing.

"Hey, Princess, what are you doing here?" Hong Ying joked with a smile: "It took an hour to do this. Are you studying the formula of rouge and gouache?"

As mentioned before, except for Ziying, the other four of the Five Eagles have a very good relationship with Zhong Qingye. In addition, Zhong Qingye himself has a happy-go-lucky personality and does not like those cumbersome rules. Therefore, when there are no outsiders, he is almost

People rarely pay attention to any rules and etiquette among themselves.

Hongying knew that Zhong Qingye didn't like dressing up in women's clothing, but he only liked to study some things that were inexplicable to him, so he joked, but he didn't expect Zhong Qingye to glance at him casually and sit down at the table casually: "

Congratulations, you got the answer right, I’m just going to study rouge gouache, okay?”

Hong Ying chuckled dryly: "You lied to me, you know how to study those things we talked about?"

Zhong Qingye poured a glass of water for himself, drank it all in one gulp, and then took Xia'er and Qiu'er out of the room who were still cleaning up. He didn't forget to glance at Bai Hongying, and said angrily: "Since I know it's something to talk about,

, why are you still teasing me?"

The door was closed, and Zhong Qingye poured a glass of water in front of Hong Ying: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"You know I have something to do with you?"

"What else? You have nothing to do and you come here to talk nonsense with me?" Zhong Qingye stretched out his hand to support one side of his head, and the wide cuffs fell down, revealing a section of pink and white arms.

Hongying's face was slightly arrogant, she turned her head unnaturally, coughed a few words in a pretentious manner, and pointed at her exposed arm: "I say, Princess, can you look a bit like a woman? This look will make the prince come, you

Do you think I have a long life?"

Zhong Qingye made a disdainful "cut" sound and pulled up the slipped sleeves again. "I'm not interested in your life, so you should keep it by yourself. Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"

Hongying made a gesture of resignation, shook his head in frustration, and said: "Over Dongshang, the army of the Holy Son of the Southern Territory retreated last night."

Zhong Qingye was about to reach out for a piece of mung bean tea. Hearing this, he paused, turned his head and asked in confusion: "Retreating?"

"Yeah." Hong Ying nodded: "Don't ask me why, no one knows what happened. I received a report in the morning, saying that in the early hours of yesterday, all the troops from the Holy Son suddenly went to the southern region.

They are retreating, as if they are not planning to attack Dongshang."

Zhong Qingye frowned, reached out and pinched a piece of mung bean cake, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and suddenly said: "When the armies of the Southern Territory and Dongshang are confronting each other, which side has the greater advantage?"

Since Zhong Qingye was found by Qi Mo, Qi Mo has cut off her sources of information for various reasons, whether it was in the court of Northern Qi, between him and Qi Mu, or between Dong Shang and the Holy Son of the Southern Region.

War. All news was completely blocked from her. After entering the palace, she did not reveal any news to her. In addition, Zhong Qingye was busy with the new design of the restaurant recently and could not take care of so much at one time.

Hongying obviously knew Zhong Qingye's situation very well and knew that she knew nothing, so he explained in detail: "During the confrontation, the two sides basically maintained a balance. Although the soldiers of the Southern Territory were brave and good at fighting, they were also proficient in fighting.

The Five Elements and Bagua technique, after all, belongs to the invaders. Although the Dongshang soldiers are not as good as the soldiers from the Southern Territory in terms of personal ability, they are better because they are united enough and have strict military regulations. Generally speaking, the strength of the two sides is balanced, and they are very successful in a short period of time.

It’s hard to tell who is better and who is worse.”

Zhong Qingye reached out and pinched a piece of plum blossom cake, knocked it gently on the edge of the plate, and said calmly: "Winning a war cannot be achieved by relying on soldiers alone. The soldiers' ability to lead troops and their ability to control people

, refereeing techniques, as well as various conditions and requirements, may become the key to the decisive victory."

Hongying frowned, nodded in agreement, and suddenly said: "According to what you said, if the Southern Territory never retreats, which side will win this battle?"

Zhong Qingye smiled: "You are really good at asking questions. The battlefield is constantly changing and unpredictable. Even cases of Jedi counterattacks abound. How can there be a battle that is guaranteed to win? But..."

"but?"

"If we analyze it from all aspects, it is difficult to judge who will win, but if the Southern Territory refuses to give up, this will definitely be a difficult and protracted battle." Zhong Qingye put the plum blossom cake into his mouth and clapped his hands.

, his expression suddenly turned playful.

"Waging a war requires three important conditions: timing, location, and people. Nanyuchai attacked when the Dongshang rebellion was first established, which meant that he had the right time. But Dongshang, as an aborigine, has more location and people. This time

If the battle continues, it will really be suspenseful as to who will win and who will lose."

The corner of Hongying's mouth twitched twice: "Are you really thinking about continuing the war? The Southern Territory is not easy to mess with, and Dongshang is not a vegetarian. If this is not done well, it will probably be a lose-lose situation for both sides."

"Oh, yes." Zhong Qingye seemed to have just thought of this at this time. He gave Hongying a sideways look, his eyes were strange and unfathomable, and he said in a leisurely tone. "If it really develops like that, wouldn't it be a throw from the sky?

An opportunity in your hands?"

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