On the eve of the New Year, the news from the border shocked the government and the public.

The Hu people, an old neighbor in the north of Daxia, announced the establishment of the country, and the country was named Liao. The prince of Liao personally led an army of 150,000 to the south, sharpening his sword, and had captured more than ten border cities.

Emperor Yongping's eyes were drifting. These Hu people undoubtedly came prepared, but before that, he had not received any news. How could this not shock him?

"Dear friends, do you have any ideas?" The most urgent task is to solve the problem immediately, rather than hold it accountable. Emperor Yongping still has this clear point.

The people in the hall started to talk, but none of them gave practical solutions, all of which were smooth and useless clichés. Emperor Yongping frowned.

At this time, Empress Wei’s father, Mr. Wei, came out and reported: “Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that the current plan is to order General Xiao, who is guarding the border, to make meritorious contributions. General Xiao has been guarding the border for many years, and is indeed a loyal minister in my Daxia. He is also familiar with all the affairs of the border. Although he has lost it for a while, if Your Majesty gives him kindness, he will be grateful and dare not do his best.”

Emperor Yongping's brows were soothing, but his eyes were still calm. He snorted coldly: "Isn't my kindness enough to him? Now that more than ten cities in the border have been lost, I will spare him from death, which is a great kindness!" Of course, he knew that General Xiao could not die. He was dead. Where did he find a general who was familiar with border military affairs to lead the troops at this moment? But he couldn't swallow his tone.

Seeing this, Mr. Wei smiled slightly and said confidently: "General Xiao is not good at guarding. Although it is at this critical moment, how can he punish the great commandment? Why don't your Majesty send a special envoy to the border and supervise the army to show his power."

Emperor Yongping's eyes lit up. He thought this was a good idea. In this way, he could continue to use the Xiao family, knock on the Xiao family, and even take the opportunity to regain some of his military power.

He nodded: "Who is there any candidate for Lord Wei?"

Master Wei said, "I am foolish to believe that the head of the Hu army is the prince of the Hu army. In order to boost our army's morale, why shouldn't Your Majesty send a prince?" Now Daxia does not recognize the so-called "Liao Kingdom" of the Hu people, and naturally will not recognize their prince.

After hearing this, Emperor Yongping's first reaction was absurd, but after careful consideration, he felt that it made sense. Sending a prince to the border could not only naturally suppress Xiao's family, but also boost morale, but it was really a killing two birds with one stone.

He remained silent on his face: "Let me think about it carefully before making a decision." He was already thinking in his heart which son should be sent to the border.

Although Emperor Yongping did not make a statement immediately, everyone was smart, so naturally he knew that he was moved by Mr. Wei's proposal. For a moment, a stone caused a thousand waves. Concubine Xie's Yongjia Palace was the first to make trouble.

"Send the prince to the border? Humph, Wei's intention is not to drink!" Concubine Xie slapped the table coldly.

"Why did my mother say this? My Daxia is strong and the border is just a careless situation. Now I am prepared and destroying those Hu people is just a matter of easy work. Isn't this a great opportunity to make achievements?" Murong Xu was puzzled, and he was eager to try.

Concubine Xie poked his head with a grudge: "You! Do you know that the Xiao family and the Wei family are the same as each other, and Old Man Wei came up with this idea to get rid of your threat! If you go, the strong dragon will not suppress the local snake, and the Xiao family will just kill you. What do you think your father can do with them?"

Seeing that her son was successfully scared by herself, Concubine Xie breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that this stupid son would ask Emperor Yongping to go to the border by himself. You know, the battlefield is ruthless, she is just this precious son!

After giving a few more words to his son, Concubine Xie ordered his maid: "You will get the post later and go and invite my sister-in-law from the palace to the palace."

When Mrs. Xie entered the palace, Concubine Xie stepped back and said this and that, successfully convinced her sister-in-law, and asked her to go back and tell Mr. Xie to put pressure on her, and to exclude Cheng Wang Mu from the candidates who allowed him to go out of the border.

After seeing Mrs. Xie away, she saw that it was still early, Concubine Xie hurriedly changed into plain clothes and went to Emperor Yongping sadly.

"Your Majesty, Xu'er is not married yet and does not understand military affairs. I am really worried about sending him to the border..." Concubine Xie cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

Emperor Yongping was helpless: "Now in the imperial capital, only six and seven years old are suitable for their age. As a brother, Xu'er should make achievements and set an example." He was even more convinced of what he was willing to allow. This son he was looking forward to. Although he had many hardships to go to the border supervision army, it was also an excellent opportunity to survive it.

Concubine Xie could not understand the emperor's deep meaning, and she continued to cry: "The Wei family came up with the idea that the Wei family should send someone to them-Lao Qi was raised by the queen and had been practicing martial arts with the guards in the palace. Isn't the best candidate now? Your Majesty, how could you bear to let our son go to the border to suffer at a young age..."

Concubine Xie’s fallacy touched Emperor Yongping’s heart. Perhaps because he was old and unable to do anything, Emperor Yongping became more nostalgic and softer in the past few years. At this time, he looked at Concubine Xie’s heartbroken appearance, sighed, and patted her still fair and delicate hands: “Forget it, let me think about it again.”

...

In Xie’s Mansion, Mrs. Xie was talking to Mr. Xie about entering the palace today: “…I think it’s reasonable for the Empress’s words. King Cheng is still young, and if he wants to make achievements, he will not be in a hurry…”

"Don't be fooled!" Mr. Xie scolded after hearing this, "She only thought about the present, did she ever think about the future? Your Majesty is already fifty years old... So what if this is the trap of Wei? The opportunity that should be seized must be grasped! She thought she was raising a princess!"

Mrs. Xie hesitated: "But Xiao..."

"Xiao? If it were the old general Xiao, Xiao Luocheng, who is now in charge of Xiao, is just a fool, weak and incompetent. Old Man Wei expects him to murder the prince? Humph, a joke!" Mr. Xie instructed, "You enter the palace early tomorrow and tell the concubine my words. How can a man become a talent if he doesn't train? As for the others, please don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came to knock on the door. Mr. Xie’s aide rushed to report: “Sir, Your Majesty has just issued an order to order King Yong to leave the capital to comfort the north…” He looked at the old man’s face carefully and lowered his voice, “The news came from the palace that it was the imperial concubine who repeatedly begged, and His Majesty changed his mind…”

Mr. Xie was so angry that he stroked his chest. He shook his sleeves and returned to the main courtyard. After filling a lot of tea, he said to Mrs. Xie: "Tomorrow, Mrs. Don't have to enter the palace. Your Majesty's will has been transmitted to all places."

After saying that, he was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "Which lady said she wanted to be a match with Kyuro a few days ago, which family is it?"

Mrs. Xie wrote two surnames on paper, one used literary works to write honors and the other used martial arts to establish the clan. They were both excellent families and were enough to match the Xie family.

Mr. Xie nodded, pointed to the surname of the Wuli clan, and said, "Jiulang should get married. After the Chinese New Year, the wife decided for him."

Mrs. Xie was stunned: "Didn't your husband say that you are not in a hurry now, let's see what Ah Ru wants?"

Mr. Xie said lightly: "He has been scattered for many years and should put away his unruly nature." He closed his eyes and covered the care in his eyes. "As the Xie family, he has his own responsibilities."

...

When Emperor Yongping's imperial edict was passed into Murong Zhao's ears, he was playing chess with his own Ajiu.

Mu Zhi's chess path is as casual as his temperament, as if there are loopholes everywhere, but he can always accidentally kill him and catch him off guard, which makes people have to pay attention to it step by step.

And Murong Zhao sometimes looked surprisingly in front of his Ajiu. At this moment, he looked cautious and serious when facing the chessboard, as if he was not in entertainment, but in the battlefield with real swords and guns.

Seeing that he had not settled for a long time, Mu Zhi didn't urge him, but just smiled and looked at him with his elbow, admiring the beauty's frowning.

Murong Zhao was stared at by his focused eyes, his heart pounding, and he couldn't remember where the chess piece in his hand should fall. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and glanced at the man. However, because of the affection in his beautiful phoenix eyes, he was not angry, and it seemed like a cat was acting coquettish.

——His expression in front of Mu Zhi was so rich that if outsiders were asked to see it, they would definitely be shocked.

The secret guard, who had gone from shock to numbness, ignored it and just silently performed his duties and reported to the emperor that he had decided to leave the capital.

So he was silent for a moment. The Hu people obviously had been preparing for this battle for a long time, and it was not something that could be fought in three to five months. The separation came unexpectedly.

Looking at Mu Zhi lowered his eyes and his melancholy look, Murong Zhao was not happy, but felt heartbroken. He was so dissatisfied with this man's smile all the time and always attracted bees and butterflies, but now he hoped that he could always have such a bright smile on his face.

——Don’t be sad.

Murong Zhao held the man's hand and could hardly help but want to tell him his plan. However, at this moment, Mu Zhi held his hand and smiled at him - a smile that was still open and gentle without any haze: "This trip is difficult, but it is exactly what your ambition is. I wish A Zhao a smooth journey and peace."

Murong Zhao was suffocated and couldn't help but hug him, burying his head in his neck. These two sentences of this man were plain, but it made his heart hurt.

Sister Mu... Look, this is the person I love.

He is the best person in the world.

I once vowed to let Concubine Xie and the entire Xie family be buried with you.

But now... I can't bear to leave... Sister Mu, I'll let the person who killed you pay your life, okay?

There seemed to be a wind chime ringing in my ears. Murong Zhao said in his heart that when he waited for a few years, when he came back, he would be with his Ajiu openly without caring about anyone's eyes.
Chapter completed!