When Yelu Xiu Ge heard the Taoist Duobao, he was very happy and quickly shouted to the soldiers: "Please invite him in."

When the soldiers went down, they soon led a monk wearing a yellow mud monk's robe and holding a Zen stick in.

The monk looked kind-hearted, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The Blood Sword Ancestor came forward to greet him and bowed respectfully, "Senior Brother, you are finally here. Junior Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Taoist Duobao returned the greeting and said with a smile: "Junior brother, my senior brother originally wanted to come to help you early, but the dart I refined was at a critical moment, so it was late. After everything was ready, I rushed to Youzhou City, but Youzhou City had been occupied by the Liang army. Later, I knew you were following the Grand Marshal back to Liaodu, so I rushed over."

"So that's how it is." The Blood Sword Ancestor asked Taoist Duobao to enter the hall.

Yelu Xiuge and Emperor Song came to greet him.

"This is the Grand Marshal, and that is the Emperor of Song."

A brief introduction to the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Taoist Duobao had learned that Emperor Song was a vacant person, so he just nodded slightly to him, even if he was a polite person.

He turned around and looked at Yelu Xiuge, put his hands together, and said respectfully: "Master Marshal, Taoist Duobao is polite here."

Emperor Song was so angry that he didn't dare to do anything.

Yelu Xiuge clasped his hands and returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Master, you are the senior brother of the Blood Sword Ancestor, like my elder brother. This time you came all the way to help me deal with Wu Tian. I am very grateful. Just so happened that we have discussed a set of countermeasures. Master, please listen and give me some advice."

"good."

...

In Youzhou City, the Liang army has been undergoing major renovations for more than ten days and has the ability to fight again.

Wu Tian reviewed the memorial in the commander camp, and the Saint and Mu Guiying came in.

"Your Majesty, when will we send troops to attack Liaodu?"

Mu Guiying couldn't help asking Wu Tian.

Wu Tian stared at Mu Guiying, frowned, and smiled and said, "Guiying, why are you so concerned about war?"

Mu Guiying said: "I just hope that Your Majesty will destroy the Liao Kingdom as soon as possible and return to the court with good troops."

"Oh? Is that all?" Wu Tian stared at Mu Guiying, "From your eyes, I can see that this is not what you think. Tell me honestly, what exactly makes you care about the situation of the battle?"

Mu Guiying looked at the saint, and the saint's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Saint, what did Guiying care so much about the situation?"

"this……"

The saint bit her lower lip slightly, and her cheeks became redder and redder.

Wu Tian became more and more confused.

"Gui Ying, I am now ordering you to explain the reason to me clearly and stop playing puzzles. I don't have that patience anymore."

Wu Tian had already issued an order, so Mu Guiying had to tell the truth.

She approached Wu Tian and said happily, "Your Majesty, the Fourth Sister is pregnant, you have a future."

When Wu Tian heard this news, he was slightly surprised, and then he was extremely happy.

He has a future, and he is going to be a father.

As the saying goes, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and there is no descendant.

His country has finally been inherited!

"Holy Maiden..."

Wu Tian stood up and helped the saint sit in his seat.

"Your Majesty, how dare I sit in your seat? This is very disrespectful..."

The saint didn't dare to sit, that was Wu Tian's seat.

Wu Tian sat down as the saint, and said with a serious expression: "It's me that I asked you to sit, it's not disrespectful."
Chapter completed!