"Yichen has fought in the battlefield for many years, without the help of shadow guards, he has made great military exploits!" Old Princess Jing interrupted Old Prince Jing's words without politeness, her eyes and brows were full of pride.
"But in every battle of Yichen, there will be many casualties of Qingyan soldiers. If Yichen has shadow guards to assist, the time of the battle can be greatly reduced, the casualties of soldiers can be reduced by half, and the battle can be won more beautifully. To be admired by thousands of people and praised by thousands of people, to become a veritable God of War prince..." Old Prince Jing paused every word, with sharp eyes.
"Yichen is already the Lord of War God, and doesn't need any shadow guards to help him!" Old Princess Jing replied sharply.
Old Prince Jing's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "With the help of the shadow guards, Yichen will shine brilliantly on the battlefield, and the name of God of War will be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people..."
"Even without the help of shadow guards, Yichen will shine on the battlefield, be admired by thousands of people, and loved by thousands of people..." Old Princess Jing said in a low voice, her eyes were cold and arrogant: her son never needs Shen Ruoli's daughter's love. help!
Even if he created the name of the God of War, he was able to survive the many dangers and hardships. Even if many soldiers died during the battle, it didn't matter. Prince Jing's mansion had enough money to afford the pensions of the soldiers.
Old Prince Jing's face was livid, and he looked at Old Princess Jing coldly: "Ignorant fool, you are arguing with a dead man again..."
"I didn't settle my anger with Shen Ruoli, I just didn't want my son to have anything to do with Shen Ruoli's daughter!" Old Princess Jing paused every word, with unconcealable disgust in her voice.
Old Prince Jing's sharp eyes narrowed slightly: "Even if Shen Ruoli's daughter marries Yichen, which can bring infinite benefits to Yichen, you don't agree with them being together?"
"Yes!" Old Princess Jing nodded heavily: No matter how much benefits Shen Ruoli's daughter can bring to her son, she doesn't want Yichen and Murong Xue to have anything to do with each other.
"Stupid woman, you're so stupid." Old Prince Jing yelled angrily, his eyes burning with rage: "Yichen wants to marry Murongxue, and I will try my best to help him realize it. If you don't like this daughter-in-law, go back to Yunnan, don't marry me." Appear in the capital again!"
Leaving these words behind, Old Prince Jing turned around and strode out without looking back.
Ye Yichen's gaze sank, and he also walked out, leaving old Concubine Jing standing alone in the study, with a gloomy and terrifying expression: Shen Ruoli's daughter hadn't entered the gate of Prince Jing's mansion yet, so the father and son were facing her Oh, what a shameless vixen, no matter how much she pays, she will never let Murong Xue step into Prince Jing's mansion!
The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. The leader of the shadow guard walked into the study of Zhen Guohou's mansion under the pale golden sunlight: "Young master, you are looking for me!"
Murong Xue was standing in front of the bookshelf, flipping through several letters. Hearing his words, she hummed lightly, and looked up at the leader of the shadow guards. The name of the leader of the shadow guards was Gao Jiang, and he was the one with the highest martial arts among all the shadow guards.
"Uncle Gao, during the last battle of my father, did any unusual people or things appear around him?"
Gao Jiang thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "No!"
"Really? Uncle Gao think about it more carefully!" Murong Xue's eyes were cold.
Gao Jiang raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "In the battle ten years ago, Qingyan and the southern border almost exhausted their forces, and the momentum was very large. The places where Lord Hou often went were the commander's camp and the battlefield. Those who followed me, apart from the shadow guards, were personal bodyguards and barracks soldiers, other than that, I really had no contact with outsiders..."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: It seems that the one who killed Murong Yue was an acquaintance...
"However, Lord Hou met the Emperor of Xiliang a few days before the final battle..." Gao Jiang said in a low voice.
Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed sharply: "Emperor Xiliang?"
"Yes." Gao Jiang nodded: "Ten years ago in Xiliang, the emperor was fatuous, the feudal lords in the country were separated, the war was raging, and there was chaos. Passing by the residence of Lord Hou, I happened to meet Lord Hou who was patrolling outside the barracks, and chatted with Lord Hou for a long time... "
"What did they say?" Murong Xue's eyes dimmed.
Gao Jiang shook his head lightly: "I don't know, at that time, the Emperor of Xiliang and Lord Hou sent away the hidden guards and guards around him, and they stood at a distance to chat. We didn't hear what they said clearly, but Lord Hou After chatting with the emperor of Xiliang, I feel very happy... "
Murong Xue's eyes froze: "You mean, my father was in a bad mood before chatting with the Emperor of Xiliang?"
"Yes!" Gao Jiang nodded. When Lord Hou made his rounds, he was by his side. Lord Hou frowned. a little smile...
"Do you know why my father is in a bad mood?" Murong Xue's eyes were dark.
"This..." Gao Jiang frowned in embarrassment. He was not Lord Hou, so he didn't know the reason why Lord Hou was in a bad mood at the time, but: "At that time, Qingyan and Southern Xinjiang were making combat strategies, preparing to hit the enemy head-on. Lord Hou may be worrying about battle strategies... The Emperor of Xiliang is also a master of war, after chatting with Lord Hou, he gave him excellent battle advice..."
Murong Xue raised her brows lightly: Murong Yue used soldiers like a god. In terms of the art of war, it should be others who ask him for advice, not others who give him advice on how to fight!
What exactly did he and the Emperor of Xiliang talk about? Did he even feel better
Murong Yue is a smart person, did he realize at that time that someone was going to assassinate him
"Young master, what's the matter with you?" Gao Jiang couldn't help asking when she saw that her eyelids were drooping and she remained silent for a long time.
Murong Xue came back to her senses suddenly, and smiled softly: "I'm fine, the soldiers who participated in the last battle, have they all been monitored?"
Gao Jiang nodded: "It has been arranged, as long as the people who survived the last battle are basically watched by people around them!"
"That's good!" Murong Xue nodded, her eyes were dark: Murong Yue was killed by someone. Before, she didn't have enough manpower to carry out the investigation. Now that the shadow guards have returned, she will send them all out. She didn't believe that the culprit who killed people didn't reveal the slightest clue!
"The culprit hides very deeply, and it will not take one day to find him." Qingyue's voice suddenly sounded, and it was Ouyang Shaochen who walked in slowly, and the snow-colored clothes brushed the ground, spotless.
"It's okay, I've been waiting for ten years, it doesn't matter if I wait any longer." Murong Xue said with a slight smile, her eyes were full of disapproval.
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "Then have you ever thought about going to Xiliang to meet the Emperor of Xiliang?"