Feng Mingwei frowned, never expecting such a result.
Murong Xiao was relatively calm because he had some suspicions when he saw Murong An.
I just didn't expect that my father would ask Feng Mingwei to go with him.
Murong Xiao glanced at King An, "Father, it is enough for my son and minister to assist the third brother. There is no need for Wei'er to follow."
Murong An sneered and said: "My younger siblings have superb medical skills and are not inferior to women. Last time, as a military doctor, she assisted the seventh brother in successfully suppressing the bandits. This time, she can also serve as a military doctor to assist me in arresting these people."
Emperor Beiwu nodded, "Well, what King An said makes sense. King Lie, you are proficient in the art of war and can lead troops well, and Princess Lie is proficient in medical skills and can do martial arts. You are not an ordinary weak woman. With you assisting King An, you will be even more powerful than a tiger."
"When the time comes, Shen Zhuo and Wang Lin will also work with you to assist King An."
Feng Mingwei was speechless, "I just caught a few bandits, do you need so many people to assist King An? If you want a quick victory, my father might as well send King Lie to go directly!"
Emperor Beiwu's arrangement was obviously to let them pave the way for King An.
They went to work and returned to King An to receive the credit.
King An is not good at anything he does, and he ranks first in merit.
What doesn't he know how to do? What is there that he doesn't have to do? So his meritorious service is in vain?
Why don't you go to Lie Wang for such a good thing?
Feng Mingwei immediately began to protect the calf, feeling unconvinced and having strong opinions on Emperor Beiwu's arrangement.
She has no control over who he wants to send to capture the bandits. The key point is why should he ask her and Murong Xiao to serve as their spearmen? Who would be happy?
Do you think they are fools?
Murong An Muhuang stared at her pitifully and said, "If you don't like it, just say so."
Feng Mingwei folded her hands on her chest and looked at him coldly, "I just don't want to go. If you can, go by yourself, why do you have to drag us together?"
"Don't do porcelain work without diamonds."
"You're just catching a bandit and you still need help? Humph..." Feng Mingwei really didn't bother to dislike him, so she didn't say anything else, lest he get excited and call her a poisonous woman again.
This idea must have been proposed by Murong An.
how?
Do you want to wait until you are far away from the capital to plot against the couple and avenge Shen Qiuyue?
Murong An's heart remained unchanged, and he was immediately stimulated by her few words, and his true colors were revealed, "Feng Mingwei! I have tolerated you for a long time!!"
Feng Mingwei raised her eyebrows, smiled lightly and ignored him.
Emperor Beiwu looked at Feng Mingwei with a gloomy look, and said angrily: "That's enough, this is my will, do you want to resist it?"
Yes, I met such a partial emperor.
Feng Mingwei also had nothing to say and looked at Murong Xiao, waiting for him to protest.
However, Murong Xiao did not protest, but asked calmly: "How many troops does the emperor plan to give to the third brother, and who will command these people at that time?"
"Five hundred soldiers and horses, choose another one from other military camps." Emperor Beiwu took a deep breath. This time, he wanted to give King An a chance to practice.
He really guessed it right. His father wanted to pave the way for King An. As expected, this army belongs to King An. He will look for opportunities to expand his troops in the future.
Murong Xiao's pupils were icy cold, and he raised his lips and said: "Since I want my son to assist third brother, who has the final say in arranging troops and generals?"
"Of course it's Prince An. He is the chief general and you are the deputy general."
Feng Mingwei couldn't help laughing, "Do you still want to be conferred a general title?"
Isn't it just to catch a bandit?
She really wanted to laugh to death, "Those five hundred soldiers and horses are definitely not enough. A small general needs at least a thousand soldiers. It is the first time that King An leads troops to capture bandits. If there are not five thousand soldiers and horses, the momentum will definitely not be enough."
Listening to her taunt, Emperor Beiwu's face turned dark, "Shut up."
Feng Mingwei touched her nose and said with a smile: "Father, King Lie is the God of War of Northern Qi after all. Are you sure you want him to assist King An in catching the bandits?"
Emperor Beiwu said angrily: "What the Northern Qi God of War, who gave him the title?"
Murong An felt relieved immediately, "Father, if the seventh brother is not willing, I can complete this mission with five hundred soldiers and horses myself. Don't worry, I will never let you down this time."
Emperor Beiwu was quite satisfied with his performance and said happily: "Okay, you brothers must work together this time, understand?"
Murong Xiao didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and cupped his hands: "I understand."
Feng Mingwei walked out of the imperial study room depressedly and got on the carriage. She couldn't help but ask: "Are we really going to serve as Murong An's guns?"
Murong Xiao smiled and said: "Aren't you bored in the capital? I have received the latest news. The He family has fled to the northwest. If you follow them, we can go to the northwest."
Feng Mingwei's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise, and she said excitedly: "Can we go to the northwest? Really?"
"I will not lie to you."
Who asked him to serve as a spearman for King An?
Murong Xiao's eyes flashed with coldness, "I have already made arrangements."