The two stood together, Han Yunrong returned Xie Ying's four-dragon jade pendant to him, and said, "Qiu Qingsong will act according to the arrangement then."
"Okay." Xie Ying nodded: "Then it will be much easier."
Han Yunrong said: "Thanks to the charm of the son. Qiu Qingsong said that if it were another person, he would never follow suit."
Xie Ying curled her lips slightly, raised her hand, and patted Han Yunrong's shoulder twice.
Qiu Qingsong is the deputy capital commander of this march and also serves as one of the ministers in charge of the encirclement. He is a paranoid and difficult character. Xie Ying knows,
It took a lot of effort for Han Yunrong to win Qiu Qingsong over by using the clues he found during the trial, using both soft and hard tactics.
He wrote down his uncle's thoughts.
Xie Ying said: "I'm about to tell you that when the time comes, you don't have to be distracted by Yiyi's side, just take care of Zhu Chuo."
Han Yunrong was silent for a while: "I know."
Xie Ying looked at the other party's slightly changed expression, and said, "Don't blame the emperor's actions on his daughter. Otherwise, you will regret it in the future." Xie Ying knew that Han Yunrong's character was extremely restrained, and he was very difficult to be tempted. .
Han Yunrong said slowly: "I know, don't worry."
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Yangchun Deze, all things spring up.
But this spring in Luling was shrouded in a heavy sense of killing.
The vermilion Jingyan all over the place has long been planted on the top of the mountain. The cowhide drum reverberated majesticly, and the horns sounded in unison, and the forest was layered. Eight thousand knights and infantry were divided into four teams of "east, west, north, south", led by the big flag bearer, flooding across the meadow and into the dense forest like a tide. The sound of galloping horseshoes and shouts shook the ground.
The row has started.
When the emperor and the kings went hunting in the forest, the female relatives rode horses near the camp.
The princesses were dressed in riding clothes, and their ponytails were tied high with golden jade rings. They were all full of energy, a little more heroic than usual. Not only the princess, but also the noble daughters of the prince's family who followed Shangluling this time, all of them are like this.
With so many beautiful little girls, it was an exceptionally beautiful scenery, which attracted many civil servants stationed in the camp to watch from afar.
Although women are not allowed to enter the paddock, they always have to run on the meadow near Daying, otherwise it would be a waste of time to come to Luling. Zhu Yi has always loved horse riding, and there is no one who doesn't like horse riding in such a place. Zhu Chuo was even more eager to hunt some small animals.
Zhu Yi was wearing a white riding suit with a snowy satin luan tail pattern and silver trim, and she was riding a horse with pure black fur that she had always liked. Her soft black hair fell on her shoulders, and her slender neck was reminiscent of a graceful white swan. .
Zhu Chuo was wearing a madrid red brocade magnolia dark pattern riding uniform, with a light chestnut horse on her lap. She rode the horse towards Zhu Yi from the slope at the other end of the meadow, knowing that black and white matching was his riding preference.
Zhu Yi's attire like this is naturally eye-catching, but Zhu Chuo quickly discovered a problem, it's fine with other men, why is it that even Han Yunrong can't take his eyes off him
Zhu Chuo wrinkled his nose slightly and glared at Han Yunrong dissatisfied.
Han Yunrong immediately noticed Zhu Chuo's stare, and saw that the other party looked like a little hedgehog, with a bewildered face that was angry at first glance, and his eyes were even more warning.
But from Han Yunrong's point of view, such eyes are naturally not intimidating at all, just cute.
Han Yunrong smiled, Xie Ying was right... If he lost it, where would he find such a pure and passionate little princess.
Zhu Chuo was even angrier. Han Yunrong stared at the other girls without saying a word, and smiled knowingly.
But Zhu Yi was thinking in her heart, it's a good thing Han Yunrong didn't have to leave the paddock, so she didn't have to worry about her brother. As for Xie Ying, Zhu Yi always thought about the trip to the underground palace, and felt that it might not be peaceful.
Finally in the afternoon, everyone's eyes were attracted by the emperor and his party returning from the siege, and they all cheered to welcome.
The emperor was at the front on horseback, and the kings, princes, military officers and some civil servants wore light armor and followed behind.
Xie Ying's face was cold, he was wearing black soft armor, and he carried a longbow behind his back, which attracted the attention and eager whispers of many noble ladies.
Today was the first siege. The emperor wanted to warm up, stretch his muscles, and practice formation. He was not prepared to hunt many beasts today, so the overall atmosphere was relatively relaxed.
But the day is still rewarding. When counting prey, there are tigers, bears, leopards, wolves, wild boars, lynx cats...there are all kinds of beasts, not to mention other small animals.
It stands to reason that the emperor should be happy with the great victory, but on the way back to the camp, the emperor's face was extremely ugly.
Today, Xie Ying was misled to step into Tiefeng's mechanism. According to his idea, at least the other party's legs would be destroyed, but he escaped.
Later, both Xie Ying and Yan Fengqin were brought into the stone formation, and the emperor even sent masters to assassinate them, but it still ended in failure.
Because the Taizu of this dynasty was born in a family of military generals, the incident occurred in a mutiny, and he respected "martial arts" as a legacy of the first, but the princes grew up in Shengjing, proud and peaceful, and lacked in martial arts. On the contrary, the sons of these vassal kings have lived in the border for many years, separated from the neighbors who are capable of conquering and fighting. They shoulder the responsibility of defending against the invasion of the enemy, and they dare not slack off at all.
The emperor didn't have any grown-up sons, but seeing how outstanding the sons of the feudal lords were, his face was naturally ugly.
According to the rules, rewards should be based on the quantity and difficulty of hunting.
The emperor then said to the kings: "All you go back and change your clothes first, and come here later to share the food caught today."
Everyone naturally responded.
The cooks and soldiers in charge of logistics had already prepared hot pots and seasonings, and quickly processed the prey obtained by the encirclement into a picnic for everyone to eat. The unique rich aroma of roasting and the fragrance of snow-white bone soup floated far away on the meadow.
Monarchs and ministers had a picnic around piles of bonfires, and the female relatives also gathered in the big tents of the imperial concubine and others to enjoy the game hunted by the men.
If there is no mention of marriage, Zhu Yi must enjoy such a life very much.
She finished eating a small plate of thinly sliced venison with dipping sauce, mixed the orange water with sake and tea, and drank it together, which tasted very good. Zhu Yi ate and ate, turned her head to look around, and was surprised to find that Zhu Chuo, who was by her side just now, had disappeared. But she somehow thought of her brother...
Zhu Chuo is indeed with Han Yunrong now. She pressed him against the tree trunk and interrogated him: "Why do you want to see my sister today?"
Han Yunrong knew that the best answer was not to admit it, he lowered his head to the aggressive little princess: "I didn't."
"You obviously saw it! Tell me, do you think that Princess Xizhen is more beautiful than me, so you have that kind of thought about her?"
Han Yunrong said: "Princess, I swear not." He knew that Zhu Chuo liked to hear him swear, so even though he thought this kind of behavior was naive, he still chose the most acceptable way for her to answer.
He leaned close to her ear: "I swear I've only thought about that kind of thing for the princess."
Zhu Chuo's cheeks were hot immediately, the kind of thoughts she said meant that she liked it, why did she feel that her taste had changed when she said it through this man, it made people blush. It felt like trying to do something bad to her.
She raised her head, saw that his expression was still very serious, and felt that she was thinking too much. Zhu Chuo blinked and asked, "Han Yunrong, do you want to kiss me?"
The man was silent for a moment, let out a low laugh, and pulled Zhu Chuo into his arms and hugged him tightly.
The emperor and his ministers had a good time, and when the banquet was over, Xie Ying returned to her tent pretending to be drunk, and saw a black shadow swaying outside the tent.
After thinking for a while, he got out of the tent and followed the other party into the dark. The surrounding light was extremely weak, and the two of them didn't make a fire.
Since it was Yan Fengqin who led people out, he was the first to speak: "Or continue to join forces? The emperor's ten thousand troops are not just for fun."
Xie Ying looked at the other party and sneered: "Could it be that you drank too much earlier?"
Yan Fengqin didn't take Xie Ying's ridicule seriously, and said: "The emperor should know that both of us killed his son in the underground palace. He tried everything to get revenge. But you are the mastermind of the underground palace. , the prince was also driven crazy, the emperor hates you more than me."
"Kill them all?" Xie Ying said indifferently: "Isn't Zhu Xiujing still dead? The Yan family hid Zhu Xiujing for the purpose of being a puppet for Youtian?" Zhu Xiujing is Zhu Chuo's elder brother and Concubine Shu's son.
Yan Fengqin laughed dryly, as expected he hadn't been able to hide the truth from the other party, he avoided talking about Zhu Xiujing and said: "If both of us die and the princess falls into the hands of someone, why not follow me, you Say?"
Xie Ying's eyes were cold: "Whether you die or not, she has nothing to do with you. Yan Fengqin, I don't know what your plan is?"
"Xie Ying, you have to be clear, we have to wade through the muddy water in Luling first. How...?"
Xie Ying's tone was still disdainful: "If you ask for help, show your sincerity first."
At the same time, the old eunuch dressed in blue and black, like a ghost, entered the emperor's tent, which was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and said to the emperor with a strange voice like ventriloquist: "Your Majesty, The old slave saw Yan Fengqin and Xie Ying leaving the camp one after the other. The old slave did not dare to follow, for fear that they would find out and would not be able to hear the conversation."
The emperor almost smashed the bowl of hangover soup in his hand: "The scheming and endurance of these two sons really surprised me. Hei Yin, what do you think is the possibility of capturing them alive with this arrangement?"
"I'm afraid it's very small. It's easier to kill it directly."
The emperor's hoarse smile echoed in the tent, which was a bit scary to hear at night. "Xie Ying has never stumbled since he was born. He must feel that everything is under control. Even if he dies, I will let him taste what pain is before he dies."
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When Yan Fengqin returned to the tent, he was really drunk. He took off his robe and called Chuan Shui. Soon he stopped, staring at the bulge in the bedding on the couch, and narrowed his eyes.
When he walked to the side of the couch, he saw the girl looking at him with eyes that pretended to be calm but were actually panicked.
However, the other party's mouth was covered by a white silk belt and tied in a knot behind his head, making him unable to speak. He lifted the brocade quilt, and saw that the girl's slender wrists were also bound like this. She was wearing a light pink silk quilted jacket and skirt. Yan Fengqin's eyes moved down her graceful curves, and her ankles in white socks were also tied up by silk belts. The two feet struggled lightly restlessly.
Yan Fengqin's temples jumped up suddenly, his eyes were reddened by the scene in front of him, he took a few heavy breaths, calmed down for a while, and then pulled the brocade quilt up again to cover the opponent.
The man came to the tent door and asked Yan Zheng outside the door angrily: "Who came to my tent before, don't you know?"
Yan Zheng was stunned: "It was Zhou Yan who guarded the door before, and I came here. What's the matter?"
Yan Fengqin said slowly: "Forget it, if it is Hei Yin's old thing who has been in the coffin, none of you can stop it."