Yelv Guanyin asked hurriedly: "My lord, is everything okay with him?"
"My lord is very good. However, my lord wants me to tell you."
"What's up?"
"You must not destroy Hua Rong and the fourth prince. Besides, I hope they get married as soon as possible."
Yelv Guanyin's heart felt cold, and she asked miserably: "Why?"
"Because Hua Rong is getting married to the fourth prince, it will not hinder the master's plan. Not only can you not stop it, but you must do everything possible to promote her status as a princess. Only after becoming a princess, will she be determined to marry the fourth prince..."
Yelv Guanyin's face turned earth-colored, and she suddenly knelt down and growled: "My lord, why are you doing this? Why? If that woman really dominates the fourth prince's mansion, what hope does the slave family have in this life?"
"You are not allowed to touch Hua Rong for this year. But after one year, the lord will naturally help you realize your wish."
Yelu Guanyin prostrates herself on the ground, year after year, she is no longer a young woman, she is already a mature woman. Once Hua Rong has established a firm foothold, she is not an ordinary person, and she will overthrow her again. Easier said than done for her
Now is the turning point between Hua Rong and the fourth prince. At the critical moment, if Hua Rong falls, it will be over once and for all. Do you want to watch her consummate the marriage with the fourth prince and give birth to children before taking action
The messenger left, and Yelu Guanyin stood there bitterly, with the vial in her hand almost crushed.
A figure floated past silently, like a ghost.
She raised her head in fear and looked at the woman across from her. She couldn't help but take a step back. The surroundings were so quiet and the green trees were so elegant. The two women were facing each other. Yelv Guanyin was even taller, but when she saw this woman, she couldn't help but take a step back. Unexpectedly, I felt frightened. I stared at the small bow on her back that was always there. The sun shone through the cracks in the trees and fell on the colorful feathers. Her whole person seemed not to be a woman, but a god of war.
If she were the soft and charming woman vying for favor in the past two days, she wouldn't be intimidating. However, she was carrying an arrow on her back and walking silently like an enemy. Looking at her opponent, she suddenly lost her skills to deal with it.
"Yelü Guanyin, you and I are both people who have subjugated our country and ruined our families, and we each have our own agenda. My main target is Wang Junhua, not you, so if you are not my enemy, I will never attack you!"
Yelv Guanyin took another step back, squeezed her hands tighter, and turned pale.
"Wenlong boy will not threaten your status, and I will not threaten your status. Yelv Guanyin, I will say this." After Hua Rong finished speaking, he turned around and left.
She walked ten feet away when Yelu Guanyin came to her senses. He suddenly caught up with her and stopped her: "Mrs. Yue..."
Hua Rong stopped and turned around with a sad smile in his eyes: "Yelü Guanyin, thank you for calling me that."
"Hua Rong, are you really not going to become the fourth prince's concubine? He treats you like this! He has never treated any woman like this!"
Hua Rong glanced at her tightly held right hand, half-smiling but not smiling, turned around and left without answering.
Yelv Guanyin stood there, looking at her back. It was a lonely figure, lonely and desolate, with thin shoulders and arrow clusters completely hidden. She suddenly had the illusion that this was a man! Are you competing with a man for favor
She was at a loss for a moment, like a person throwing out a punch but suddenly losing direction.
In the Wolf Lord's tent, a military meeting was having a heated debate.
After He Ci ascended the throne, under Yu Wenxuzhong's comprehensive Sinicization, the ministerial chairs were removed, and he was the only one who respected himself. However, when he went out to hunt and spend the summer, he still maintained the aristocratic democracy of the early Jin Kingdom, with everyone sitting around, and the hierarchy was not so clear. However, However, many more civil servants participated in the discussion, especially in recent years, when the war generals have withered away, leaving only Jin Wushu, who has the most power in the world.
He Ci first asked: "Fourth Uncle, do we really need to make Song Qinzong a puppet?"
Jin Wushu was unhurried: "Zhao Deji has already consolidated his foundation in the south of the Yangtze River. Several trips south have been of no avail. Fortunately, Zhao Deji himself is as timid as a mouse and pays a large amount of tribute every year. There is no point in us starting a war again."
He Ci looked at everyone. After successfully killing Yue Pengju, Jin Wushu had fully grasped the military and political power in the Jin Kingdom. The left prime minister, who could compete with him, had been favored by him continuously in recent days, and he had also received gifts. My slave is astonishingly charming and contented, why should I argue with him? He also echoed. He Ci himself was all thanks to Yu Wenxuzhong. His behavior was more like a scholar. He hated war very much and had no experience in war. Zhao Deji was annoyed when he heard that he could not fight. Naturally, he agreed and immediately ordered the Jin Kingdom The envoy went to the Song Dynasty to start a new round of negotiations with Zhao Deji. According to Jin Wushu's plan, the target of the peace talks was naturally Qin Hui to come to the post house.
After deciding the time for the envoy's departure, Jin Wushu raised his glass and took a sip, feeling very relaxed. This was to kill two birds with one stone. As soon as Qin Hui died, he would be able to get the antidote; and the division of the north and south of the Song Dynasty would also be more conducive to the status of the suzerainty of the Jin Dynasty. Stronger.
The banquet lasted until mid-afternoon. Jin Wushu looked at the setting sun and stood up to leave. Everyone was laughing and joking to persuade him to stay, but He Ci laughed: "You don't know something. The fourth uncle's princess is the most beautiful in the world, and it is difficult for a hero to be a beauty..."
Jin Wushu also laughed loudly, turned around and left.
The area around the tent was still lively and lively, with women playing and chasing people. But Hua Rong was nowhere to be seen.
Lu Wenlong ran over carrying a golden fish fished out of the lake: "Dad, look at this fish, it's so beautiful..."
Jin Wushu took the fish, looked at it, and asked him, "Where is your mother?"
"Mom is gone."
Jin Wushu was startled and asked loudly: "Where has she gone?"
Lu Wenlong looked at his father strangely: "Mom said that she has to leave for two or three days for something and will be back soon."
I see. This was not the first time Hua Rong had left since she came here, but every time she left she was mysterious and he couldn't find out what she was up to.
"Your mother didn't say what you were going to do?"
Lu Wenlong was very naive: "Mom said that these silk threads are not good. She is going to Yanjing to buy some silk threads and make me new autumn clothes. Dad, mother will also make them for you..."
Will Hua Rong make clothes for herself? Will it? Just like an ordinary woman who sews and mends for her husband? Thinking of this, an extremely strange feeling suddenly came over my heart, which made me crazy.
"Abba, Abba..."
He noticed that the horse his son was riding was no longer Black Moonlight, but a maroon pony, and asked, "Where is Black Moonlight?"
"Mom has ridden away. It's a long way. Black Moonlight's footsteps are fast, so mom can come back soon."
He took his son and sat down in the dusk.
The soft sunset, the rolling grass, and the afterglow. The child couldn't stand the strange look on his father's face. He was silent, neither angry nor angry. He couldn't understand or understand. He couldn't bear it, stood up, and Run and chase and play with your friends.
The surroundings were completely quiet. Jin Wushu simply lay on the grass, holding his head and looking at the sky in the distance. The endless blue and green. Only on the grassland can you see such a unique sky, which is similar to that of Dajin. The white mountains and black waters are completely different.
In these days, especially in the past half month, he saw Hua Rong every day, for breakfast and dinner, and even her deliberate closeness and charming smiles. Now, she suddenly disappeared. Even though he knew she would come back, he still felt empty. That was A feeling of longing that is very different from what I thought in the past - as if the wife I had been with day and night was separated for a while. This was a feeling I had never felt before.
Hua Rong, when will she come back? Did she really go buy silk thread
My heart is full of knots, and I can't help but smile. I have been on the battlefield for half a lifetime, but I didn't expect that such a young person's feelings would only arise in middle age. Is this joy or sadness
If Qin Hui and Wang Junhua are killed, will Hua Rong really marry him
He was full of expectations. If this woman could give birth to her own son, what a smart child it would be
Noon.
A bunch of black fireworks were set off in the jungle.
Hua Rong looked at the thick smoke rising from a distance, and Zhahe beside him also changed his expression: "Brother, no, something unexpected happened in the village."
The savage tribe lit up black smoke, which was an extremely serious warning signal. Hua Rong patted the black moonlight and rushed forward at full speed.
In front of them was a dense crowd, savages wearing animal skin and bark aprons and covered in colorful paint, holding up sticks, bows and arrows, shouting something. As soon as they heard the neighing of the black moonlight, the leader Orochi immediately waved his hand to stop this. He shouted and greeted him in surprise: "Master, you are back."
Hua Rong dismounted and saw a vaulted mound in the middle of the black smoke. There were three black skeletons on it, and there were three neat holes in each skeleton.
She was startled to see the big snake with a sad and frightened face, and hurriedly asked: "What happened?"
"Master, we are attacked by a mysterious force. They sent a messenger to ask us to surrender immediately, otherwise, we will be exterminated in three days. This is the sign of their war..."
Hua Rong frowned and remained silent.
"Another tribe has agreed to surrender. Master, we are waiting for you to come back to make a decision."
"Do you have any definite information about this force?"
Orochi was at a loss, and Zahe answered for him: "Brother, I judge that mysterious force to be the remnants of the fallen Liao Dynasty. In the past, they recovered several small tribes with money and conspiracy. However, the Orochi tribe has thousands of people. People are good at conquering and fighting, but they dare not take action easily. In the past half month, this force suddenly showed its power and defeated other tribes one after another. Only the Orochi tribe was left. They sent a letter of surrender first... "
Naturally, the surrender letter was not written. Da She couldn't read at all. They sent local people who knew the native language to do the lobbying. Hua Rong looked at the three black skeletons in the middle and was secretly frightened. Yelu used this step by step to expand. It's getting bigger and bigger.
The big snake hurriedly asked: "Master, what do you think we should do? Legend has it that when this black skeleton appears, people will die, and if you don't surrender, it will bring an unknown curse..."
Hua Rong held the bow and arrow and said calmly: "You don't have to be afraid, I know that force."
"who is it?"
"Yelü Dayong, the deposed prince of Khitan in the former Liao Kingdom, secretly planned to gather strength in order to restore the country..."
Zhahe was overjoyed: "The Liao army is just a defeated general under my command, so why should I be afraid?"
Fear comes from ignorance. Before this, Orochi and others had always guessed what mysterious power was in the dark. They had always sacrificed to ghosts and gods, and when they saw the black skull, they thought it was the anger of the gods. They lived outside the world and did not understand the Liao, Song, and Jin Dynasties. , However, when I heard Hua Rong say that he was just an ordinary person and not a monster, most of his fear went away.