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Chapter 1690: The hanging mirror moves, the spy paper eyes!

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Liang State, Jinling.

In the deep palace, there was a burst of light and rapid footsteps.

King Yu of Daliang rushed to the imperial capital of Daliang after a long journey, but he did not even enter his house. He and the commander of the imperial guard Meng Zhi drove their horses straight to the palace.

Emperor Liang had always had the habit of taking a nap and preferred peace and quiet. Even the chirping of cicadas could disturb his sleep. In his sleep, he suddenly heard the sounds of men and horses killing each other from far to near, as if they were right in front of him. I woke up immediately and broke into a cold sweat.

It turned out to be the sound of footsteps. Emperor Liang was displeased and wanted to investigate, but he heard Gao Zhan, the eunuch chief of the Sixth Palace, whispering: "Your Majesty, Prince Yu and Commander Meng are back and are waiting for the summons outside the palace gate."

"Jing Huan (Yu Wang Xiao Jinghuan) has always been sensible. If he came to the palace to report urgently at this time today, something big must have happened."

Emperor Liang turned over and sat up from the dragon couch, waved his hand and said, "Send them a message to come in."

Not long after, King Yu stepped into the palace with tiger strides. The two of them, with dirty faces on their faces, bowed down and saluted.

"Get up and talk."

After listening to King Jing's report, Emperor Liang's face completely darkened, and his anger gradually increased, and he scolded: "The great Liang Dynasty is prosperous, but they say that troubled times are coming. The master of Langya Pavilion can hardly live up to his reputation!!"

He had been in power for more than thirty years and had encountered numerous rebels, so naturally he did not take the fall of Yunzhou to heart.

Emperor Liang asked: "Mengzhi, what do you think?"

Meng Zhi cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, I am stupid and don't know the mysteries of the stars. I only know that Yunzhou is an important town of our Liang Kingdom. The grain, grass and arrows are all used by the Jicheng Army to defend the northern border. Now they fall into this Nifengwu If you don’t destroy it as soon as possible and allow this force to grow in power, it will become a serious problem for Daliang!”

Emperor Liang nodded. Meng Zhi was not good at maneuvering, but as the number one master in Liang and good at leading troops, he was still quite knowledgeable.

King Yu secretly looked at Emperor Liang's expression, his thoughts suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "Father, I have a plan to help my father solve this problem!"

Emperor Liang looked slightly sideways and asked, "What good advice do you have, please tell me?"

King Yu raised his chest and raised his head, and said what he had already prepared: "My son thinks that what General Meng said is reasonable. At this time, Yunzhou has been lost, and there is no point in pursuing the cause. The momentum of Feng Wu Dynasty is As Xuanhe becomes more and more powerful, my father can take a two-step approach. The first step is to send the generals in the court to lead elite troops to send troops to Yunzhou with the power of thunder to completely destroy it!"

Emperor Liang nodded. He must hit you. People have already hit you on the head. If you don't fight back, it would be too cowardly.

"The second step is, why don't my father send his confidants to lead the masters of the Xuanjing Division to start from the dark? If there is a chance, directly assassinate the leader of the Fengwu Dynasty, and the crisis in Yunzhou can be solved..."

King Yu spoke eloquently, and Emperor Liang nodded his head as he listened, pondered for a while, and asked: "Jing Huan is right, the Western Wei Dynasty has spy paper eyes, and I also have the Xuanjing Division, which can be of great use... Jinghuan, you are able to handle things well, now it’s up to you to handle it!”

"Meng Zhi leads the army well and has excellent martial arts skills. He can dispatch one hundred thousand imperial troops and prepare to send troops to Yunzhou to attack Ni Feng Wu!"

"My son...thank you father for your kindness!"

"The last general takes command!"

King Yu was overjoyed to receive such an important position suddenly. He took a deep breath and prostrated himself on the ground.

Meng Zhi beside him also clasped his fists to accept the order, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: He hurried back in a hurry, deliberately making Fengchen look embarrassed, and was seen by Emperor Liang. King Yu is really good at planning!

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Even though King Yu was given an important position, he did not return home immediately. Instead, he went to pay his respects to Queen Xun in the harem like a spring breeze.

Queen Xun was talking to her brother when she heard the report from the eunuchs in the palace and happily welcomed her out of the palace.

King Yu of Daliang, whose biological mother died young and was after the crown prince, had no qualifications to win the title of legitimate heir. However, he was raised in the Queen's Palace since he was a child and was the adopted son of Queen Xun. Queen Xun was unable to have children, so she treated him as her own child.

Queen Xun's brother was the chief minister of the DPRK cabinet, and the family power was also very powerful, and all the treasure was placed on Prince Yu.

As long as King Yu can suppress the East Palace, the benefit of this investment will be dozens of times returned to the Xun family.

"I've met my mother, uncle!"

After King Yu expressed his feelings to Queen Xun and Xun Baishui, he explained what happened today one by one.

"This is very good, very good!"

Xun Baishui, the chief minister of the Daliang Cabinet, heard the news that Xiao Jinghuan was leading the Xuanjing Division. He stroked his beard and his old face turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Prince of the East Palace, with mediocre talents, how can he become a powerful person?"

Xun Baishui praised his nephew without hesitation: "This move of Langya Pavilion is an excellent move. Next, we must control the Xuanjing Division, gather Meng Zhi's heart, and defeat the Yunzhou Fengwu bandits in one fell swoop.

What can the prince do!?"

Being able to sit in the position of the first and most important minister of a country's cabinet, Xun Baishui is naturally extremely scheming. For him, such power and palace battles are just a common occurrence.

Prince Yu cupped his hands and said, "My uncle has no plans left. It seems that he is the Qilin talent that the master of Langya Pavilion said. Jinghuan is stupid and needs more guidance from his uncle..."

Xun Baishui nodded, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Jinghuan has the appearance of a master, and the Fengwu bandits are only rampant for a while. When the 100,000 troops attack, you will act in the dark and take this huge credit. East Palace

Who else could you take the position of?"

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Thumping!

A white dove flew past the pavilions and pavilions and flew into the deep palace.

The leader of the Yuwen Clan, Yu Wenzhuo, took off the secret message from the white dove, and when he looked at it, his expression suddenly changed.

"Purple energy comes from the east, the stars are shining brightly, and the great phoenix dance has established itself in Yunzhou. It is already unstoppable. The fall of Yunzhou is just the prelude to the troubled times. The heroes are vying for the throne, and the pattern has become..."

Yu Wenzhuo frowned, received the secret letter, and walked into the palace quickly.

Naturally, no one dared to stop such an important minister. The Emperor of the Western Wei Dynasty read the secret letter over and over again, and his expression gradually became serious...

"Your Majesty, this matter is not a trivial matter. I think... the Wei Dynasty can organize its military deployment in advance to be ready!"

Yu Wenzhuo thought for a long time, then handed over his hand and said: "In addition, we can send the spy paper to Yunzhou to carry out the mission."

Those who strike first will be strong, and those who strike last will suffer disaster. Conquests on the battlefield have been like this since ancient times.

Before a war, intelligence comes first.

The espionage eye is the most powerful blade of night in the Western Wei Dynasty! ..


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