After Lin Jiangdong got the approval, he took a look at the letter paper, and his reaction was more exaggerated than that of his master, "This, this—"
"Jiang Dong, are you glad that you don't fight against the eldest brother again?"
Seeing the subordinate's reaction, Xiao Hou chuckled lightly, feeling very happy.
"Yeah, it seems that His Royal Highness King Ying was merciful at the beginning." Lin Jiangdong shuddered, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, a little shocked.
Xiao Hou laughed, then propped his face with one hand, gloating over the misfortune, "It can only be said that the emperor and the others have stepped on the bottom line of the emperor this time."
Lin Jiangdong agreed and said happily, "I am very grateful to His Royal Highness King Ying for not killing him back then!"
Feeling that the prince's mood was not as depressed as before, Lin Jiangdong was joking, and wanted the prince to be more cheerful.
Sure enough, Xiao Hou looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Has this king treated you so well recently that he dares to make fun of this king's royal brother?"
There was no accusation in the words, only a joke. Lin Jiangdong said with a smile, "I'm rude, when His Royal Highness King Ying returns, I will definitely take the initiative to apologize!"
"You can believe it if you say it." Xiao Hou shook his head with a smile, and murmured softly, "I don't know when he will return."
Although the voice was low, Lin Jiangdong heard it in the quiet room. He thought about it for a while, opened his mouth and said in relief, "Your Highness, don't be impatient, if His Royal Highness's plan is successful, it won't take long to think about it, His Royal Highness will You can return in triumph and reunite with the prince."
"Reunion?"
These two words were repeated in his mouth, and his expression was a little dazed, as if power was suddenly poured into his body from the soles of his feet, filling his whole body, he came back to his senses, and found that he had an incomparable expectation for the return of the emperor's brother.
"Yeah! According to His Royal Highness King Ying's letter, he will return to the capital, and the plan is so good, as long as there is no accident, your revenge is just around the corner."
Xiao Hou slightly raised his lips and touched his chin, "You are right, then you should do as the emperor said in the letter, and there should be no mistakes, especially those in the palace, who are not fuel-efficient lamps, you order the following People who are more cautious and neat in their work, if they are discovered, it will not be as simple as giving up their previous achievements."
If it fails, the crime will be serious, and it may become the crime of treason. The stakes are very important, Lin Jiangdong immediately nodded and assured, "I will not disappoint the prince!"
Xiao Hou nodded and explained a few things. Lin Jiangdong agreed one by one. Before leaving, he confirmed, "Does the lord have any other orders?"
Hearing that, Xiao Hou subconsciously wanted to wave his hand, but he stopped as soon as he raised his hand, thought for a while between his brows, took the cyan jade pendant hanging from his waist, and said with a smile, "Give the jade pendant to Lin. Meng, tell him that everything will follow the command of the King of England in the future, and this King believes that he is in great need of manpower now."
Lin Jiangdong looked at the Fang Yupei in the hands of the prince in disbelief. It was not an ordinary jade pendant at all, but a military talisman, which the prince had cultivated over the years.
What does the king represent behind this move? Know without guessing! It's just that he didn't expect that the prince would give it to the king of England so generously.
It wasn't until he heard a light cough that he hurriedly stretched out his hands to take it.
"My lord, this is the power you have cultivated for several years!"
Hearing Lin Jiangdong's careful test, Xiao Hou smiled disapprovingly, "It is a good time to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, and a good sword should be used on the edge of the blade."
Lin Jiangdong thought about it and thought so, but hesitated again, "Isn't Your Highness worried that the soldiers and horses will not be brought back?"
Xiao Hou seemed to have heard a big joke and couldn't help laughing, "Jiangdong, not everyone is like my father, who crosses rivers, demolishes bridges, and kills donkeys. , this king feels that no one can be trusted anymore."
Lin Jiangdong thought about what the King of England had done over the years, and couldn't help but nod his head, with a look of shame on his face, "I'm going to treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
"It's nothing, you are also thinking of the king, but—" Xiao Hou said, his smile suddenly lightened a little, "These soldiers and horses, the king sent out, there is no plan to come back, maybe these people are with him. It's more effective in the hands!"
This remark shocked Lin Jiangdong even more than before, but the decision made by the lord cannot be changed by others, except for the princess Pang Zhijing, unfortunately she is no longer alive.
Lin Jiangdong felt that the lord seemed to be explaining the funeral. As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he couldn't help but want to slap himself, and could not help but immediately bowed and resigned, "I understand, if the lord has nothing else to do, I will retire. ."
Xiao Hou waved his hand and let him go down.
After the door was closed, footsteps slowly walked away.
Xiao Hou's thoughts converged, and his eyes fell on the envelope again. The ink on the yellow cover glowed in the firelight, and the handwriting was unrestrained. The more he wants to live, that is his past thoughts. He always thinks that after revenge, he can live as he wants. Now he has no more thoughts of walking in this world, and the only thing that supports him until now It's those grievances and grievances, and it's okay to see someone achieve the original idea for him.
In this way, he must take good care of him.
"Brother Huang, when you return, it will be the day when the dust settles."
Inside the Xixuan Palace.
A crisp sound sharply cut through the silence of the room, but it brought an even more deadly atmosphere.
Emperor Xixuan breathed a sigh of relief. The venting just now made him a little weak. In just half a month, he has already shown an old state. He is not like in the past, although he is over half a hundred years old, he is still old and strong. , the whole person suddenly aged ten years.
However, his eyes were full of anger at this time, and Longwei was still there. He glared at the ministers in front of him and rebuked, "What are you doing to eat! Didn't you already send the army over, why can't you even guard the city? Stay? The other party attacked suddenly before, and you said it was too late to deal with it. I will not pursue it. How long has it happened now, and you still want to use it as an excuse for not being prepared in time?"
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
The ministers of the DPRK and China who knelt on the floor in front of the case table, and Liang and Fu were involved in the case of many officials. Now, many of these officials were directly promoted from the servants. It was stained with tea leaves, or splashed with hot tea, but no one dared to move half an inch. At this time, he was trying his best to apologize.
"Your Majesty, Nan Cang came prepared and aggressive, and they were all elites. Before the people led by General Li arrived, Nan Cang's army had already broken the city again, and although the troops sent by Junlan were not as good as Nancang's elites, But the number of people is nearly double that of Nan Cang, and we simply don't have enough people!" The Minister of War put his hands on the ground and sighed heavily.
"Okay, Nan Cang and Jun Lan, you are all right, but what about Loulan country? How do you explain it?" Emperor Xixuan was so angry that he almost cracked the desk.
"Lou, Loulan Kingdom, that is simply a terrifying existence!"
The Minister of War shrugged his shoulders, and it was difficult to speak like a ghost.