November 26, 7743 in the imperial calendar.
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"Boom!"
In the Xiping Mansion Chamber, the solid pearwood gate was instantly shattered. The busy group of counsellors and counsellors were startled and backed up, only to see Philip led a group of generals walking in with a dark face in the dust.
"Where is Chen Yu!?"
Philip's fist was drooping, and the magic flames swirled around him, a faint field enveloped him, and everyone could barely breathe under pressure.
At one end of the Chamber Chief’s table, Chen Yu slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot from staying up all night, and asked with a puzzled look: "Deputy Marshal Philip, what are you doing?"
Philip sneered: "What are you doing? You sent someone to take my three wives away, what else are you asking me to do?"
"Is there anything like this?"
"What do you mean?"
Philip took a shot of an arrest warrant on the table and said, "Isn't this the official document of your staff group? Good, Chen Yu, you have already executed the military affairs to Lao Tzu's head!"
"Wait a minute!"
Chen Yu frowned and said: "I think there must be some misunderstanding in this. Lord Philip is a deputy commander and has a special status. I will never use military law to impose a sanction on you. There must be some misunderstanding in this."
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding! If that is a misunderstanding, then what is this!?" Philip waved his hand, and two guards came in with a man covered in blood, and said: "This man Marshal Maybe you don’t know it, this is the messenger of your marshal mansion. As for the things he sent, the marshal should know better!"
Philip’s palm was lightly opened, and a memorial was laid out in front of Chen Yu. It was his handwriting. As for the content, he told Yangshang about Philip’s acts of interfering with military affairs and demanded that all of Philip’s be revoked. The position, only to give him the identity of an ordinary soldier, let him stand up from the merits of the size, and use this method to establish military prestige.
"It's impossible... It's impossible..." Chen Yu's face was pale, he shook his head repeatedly, and murmured: "I have never written about this, I have never written about..."
"Could it be that the marshal doesn't even recognize his own handwriting?"
Philip sneered: "Don't even dare to admit what you have done, why do you still have the face to be the marshal of our business nation?"
"I said I didn't write, so I didn't write!"
Chen Yu gritted his teeth: "Philip, this must be a villain, it must be like this... You... Don't believe this kind of perjury, give me some time, and I will prove that these are the plantings of others!"
"Yes?"
Philip's palm pressed on the evidence suddenly exerted light force, and suddenly the purple magic flame flew up, and instantly shattered the long table of the whole chamber, and destroyed it together with the evidence. The corners of his mouth raised lightly, and he smiled: "I You don’t need any proof or planting, Chen Yu, you remember for Lao Tzu, I and you cannot be instigated by others. If I want to destroy you, I will destroy you, not because of others, just because I want to destroy you. Okay, I won't hold you accountable for this matter. I won't take it as an example. Next time... But it won't be so easy to deal with. You can be your marshal obediently and do things carefully!"
With that said, Philip took a group of warriors and left.
"..."
Chen Yu stood there blankly, looking at the broken map, trembling all over with aggrieved feelings.
"Marshal, this..." a staff officer said cautiously: "Also, please don't be familiar with such rough people... He can't see everything the marshal sees. He only has power and power in his heart. The marshal must never be with him. General knowledge..."
Chen Yu’s tears hovered in his eyes, clenched his fists and said, “If it’s not for the people of the Tianjue Empire not to be trampled on, why should I fight this battle? If it’s not for the glory of the ancestral kings, why should I suffer. This grievance... I immediately sent someone to investigate the cause of the matter. Who was Philip’s wife and concubine kidnapped? Also, try to figure out who wrote the secret melodies and who sent it out. The big seal on it is me. Who put it on the seal?"
"In our staff... I'm afraid there is a ghost!"
"I don't care what the hell, find it out for me!"
"Yes!"
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On November 28, the news reached Nagaki Island.
In the afternoon, the generals in the handsome tent gathered. Tang Xiaoxi and Qin Yin prepared afternoon black tea for the rank generals. They didn't know where the black tea was obtained, and a group of generals almost burst into tears with gratitude. Qin Yinhe Tang Xiaoxi is noble, but like a maid serving tea and pouring water, and once a war breaks out, they will be Titans on horseback, which is not comparable to ordinary people.
Everyone envied Lin Muyu, having two such good wives, envied others.
Of course, Lin Muyu's suffering is something that no one else can share.
"Oh shit… "
He blew a few bubbles on the black tea, frowning and said: "Because of such humiliation, he hasn't been completely angry yet. This Philippe has good endurance. I am afraid I would have blown up my hair long ago."
Feng Jixing said in his spare time: "I am afraid that the amount of medicine you have given is not enough to make Philippe completely tore Chen Yu's face."
"Why not enough?"
"There are some things, Ayu, you don't understand." Feng Jixing touched his nose and said, "Well, for Ayu, Your Highness Yin and Princess Xi are everything. It is worth fighting for protection, but for Feili It’s not the same. Although the three concubines like Fei Li very much, they are just like clothes. You can change and find them again. Anyway, Fei Li doesn’t really love them. So, your provocation was not exactly right. The key to Philip, but... has also made the relationship between Philip and Chen Yu worse."
The generals all smiled slightly, and the relationship between Lin Muyu, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi was only broken by Feng Jixing's courage. Others would not dare to say so.
Lin Muyu nodded: "Perhaps you are right, what is the bigger and stronger potion of Brother Feng?"
"have."
Feng Jixing stretched out his arms lazily, almost hitting Wei Qiu's face, waved his hand to apologize, and smiled: "It happens to be my strong point to pick things up. What Li cherishes most is not a woman, but a group of his subordinates. There are about a hundred people in total. They are known as the "rush camp." Feelings are as close as brothers. If... use the camp to provoke the relationship between Philip and Chen Yu, I am afraid that strength will be enough."
"How to use it, this is the key, do you have a way?" Lin Muyu pondered.
"have."
Feng Jixing smiled confidently and said: "Philip never restrains the Chong camp, so after more than a hundred people in the Chong camp arrived at Xiping Mansion, they looted some luxury houses, and then collected gold, silver, jewellery and beautiful women. The people in the camp also like the good family girls of common people. As far as I know... Xiping Mansion consumes a lot of materials every day, and a large amount of materials are transported from the original Tianjue Empire's Brandon City. The exact news, three days later, Brandon City There will be a group of weaver girls arriving in Xiping Mansion. About two thousand people are young women who can work as female workers. They are responsible for preparing the clothes and flags for the war. How about... We will start from these women and urge soldiers from the camp to rob them. A woman serves as a concubine. Although Chen Yu is the Marshal of the Great Merchants, he is ultimately the original Lord of Branding Hancheng. The Tianjue Empire is Chen Yu’s heart and his own scale. Yu will inevitably deal with the people who rushed into the camp in a furious rage, and Philip will not let go. If the two sides don't do it, it will be hell."
After listening to Lin Muyu, he took a deep breath and said sincerely: "I am really far behind in terms of the ability to pick things up... In comparison, I am simply innocent..."
Feng Jixing smiled and said: "I only think of this method occasionally. Do you think I Feng is a scheming person? Actually, I am very simple."
Xiang Yu held the black tea and said coldly: "The two are too humble!"
Tang Zhen also endured a laugh and said: "Listening to Lin Shuai Hefeng's command made Tang Zhen feel that the world is too uninnocent. Everything is not what it looks like on the surface. Subordinates admire it very much..."
Only Linghuyan frowned and said, "But... the price of this divorce is the thousands of Weaver Girls. They are originally poor people. This is too unfair to them. Lin Shuai, do we really have to do this?"
Lin Muyu gently held her teacup with both hands and said: "If the innocence of these two thousand Weaver Girls can be exchanged for an unprecedented victory, then this business is very cost-effective, and there is no better way for now. If you don't do this, the price may be the lives of hundreds of thousands of Daqin soldiers. As a marshal, I must protect my subordinates, otherwise I am a bad guy. What qualifications do I have to sit in this position?"
Linghu Yan smiled slightly: "Perhaps Lin Shuai is right, there must be a trade-off."
"There have always been trade-offs."
Lin Muyu looked at Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi in the distance meaningfully, and said: "We live in the world, and we always face one choice after another. We have to make a choice. As long as there is a choice, there will be sacrifices. Where is the absolute? Good guys and bad guys, what I can do... is to do what I think is right according to my will."
Feng Jixing stood up, clamped the golden helmet under his arm, and said with a smile: "Don't be a dick. Those who make big things don't stick to the trivial. If you decide to do that, then I will immediately go to plan. I am afraid that it will be too late. Once those Weaver Girls enter the city, everything is gone."
"Ok."
Lin Muyu nodded: "Let's do it!"
"Yes, Lin Shuai!"
"Wait a minute..." Lin Muyu said again suddenly.
"What's wrong, Lin Shuai?" Feng Jixing turned around and asked.
Lin Muyu thought for a while and said: "If it is possible, before the people who rush the camp have time to defile the Weaver Girls, tell Chen Yu the news and let Chen Yu do a good thing for us."
"Yes, the subordinate understands!"
Feng Jixing turned and left.
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Linghu Yan pursed her red lips, looked at Tang Zhen beside her beautifully, and whispered, "Husband, do you think you should do this too?"
Tang Zhen was slightly startled, and remained silent.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing." Tang Zhen smiled and lowered his voice softly: "Perhaps the commander of the wind is right. Those who make big things do not stick to the trivial, and the fear of the head and tail will eventually lead to a disaster, which will affect the entire empire. Lin Shuai and the wind commander are all vigorous and resolute People, it was a great misfortune for the two thousand Weaver Girls to meet such an opponent, but for the people of the Great Qin Empire, having such a military commander was a great fortune in the world. If there were no outstanding people like them, I am afraid that the world would have I don’t know how many more years will be fought, and how many more people will die."
"Ok… "
Linghuyan nodded, no longer disagree, just looking at Tang Zhen's mottled sideburns, unspeakably distressed and uncomfortable.