Zheng Qiao didn't expect to get an answer from him either.

Listening to the noisy rain outside the window, Zheng Qiao asked the eunuch to take the lamp, and he suddenly became interested in strolling: "Go out for a walk with the orphan."

All the eunuchs and palace maids on the night kept up.

When he arrived at a water pavilion, Zheng Qiao looked at the dense ripples in the pond and pointed to the pond and said: "Young Gu was a young man in the deep palace. At the age of five, he followed his mother to Xin Kingdom as a charity, and was cold-eyed. The people in the palace were all red-topped and white, and they were attracted by the power of the flames. The palace of the unpopular concubines is not as cold palace as cold palaces. Since the old beast in Xin Kingdom has lost interest in his mother's mother, the meals in winter are cold, and the foods in summer are rotten... Sometimes I am so hungry that I secretly touched the fish in the fish pond in the inner court..."

The eunuch hunched his head and shivered.

After listening to Zheng Qiao's dark history, it is easy to get sucked.

But Zheng Qiao didn't care and was still recalling the past.

From being despised and bullied by the court eunuchs in Xin, to being targeted by the concubines of the old king of Xin, to being targeted by their mother and son, to his mother abandoning all dignity and using more debauchery than brothel women, to winning the opportunity for Zheng Qiao to become a famous scholar.

The old king of Xin Kingdom treated his mother as a toy, and even asked her to dance in front of the ministers almost half naked during the palace night banquet. The woman from a lady-like family struggled to support her only son. It was not until Zheng Qiao suffered that she completely collapsed.

Finally, depression ended.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and only the sound of rain was noisy.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard it murmured: “How can I not hate me? They can’t even die to relieve Gu’s hatred.”

In the second half of the night, Zheng Qiao fell asleep listening to the sound of rain.

It's a rare sleep.

It was dark and the rain still did not decrease.

"Report——King of the country, Miao, Miaojiang——”

As soon as Zheng Qiao woke up, he heard the hurried voices of soldiers.

"What's wrong with Miaojiang?"

The soldier said, "It's frozen."

Zheng Qiao almost thought he had heard it wrong: "Frozen?"

He was surrounded by soldiers and generals and headed to the front line of Miaojiang River. From a distance, he saw the vent of the river steaming on the river. The mysterious words circling among them, and he could vaguely see the scene of the war horses bathing in the river. The majestic literary spirit could be clearly felt from such a distance.

"Lying at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horses and ice rivers come to dream... Haha, are these guys preparing to freeze the Miaojiang River?"

Zheng Qiao could see this spirit of speech at a glance.

"Master, should you send someone to break it?"

The sixteenth-class man beside him had thick eyebrows standing upright.

Zheng Qiao waved his hand and Dan Dan said, "Forget it."

Once the Yan Ling is activated, it is difficult to stop it. Forcibly stopping requires strong external forces. Once it is successfully terminated, the person who uses it will be backfired. The degree of backfire depends on the power of the Yan Ling.

It’s not that Zheng Qiao didn’t want to stop it, but he knew that he couldn’t stop it. The effect of this Spirit of Word is not just as simple as the frozen river. He said to the illusion of the war horse bathing in the river: “Did you see those war horses? If you want to terminate, you have to break through them first.”

The general was dissatisfied: "The last general will definitely pass."

Zheng Qiao said: "It's very difficult."

It is not that it is difficult to break through the Iron Horse Bath River, but it is difficult to break through before the Yan Ling fully takes effect. Zheng Qiao has seen the power of this Yan Ling, so he knows there is no need: "Since the thing on the other side is ready to fight us on land, then fight."

Let’s see who is buried on the ice.

As the two talked, the surging Miao River gradually calmed down. A thin layer of ice formed on the river surface. As the literary air on the river surface continued to penetrate, the ice layer thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the beginning of the ice surface, the river water below could still be seen, and as time passed, it turned into crystal clear white. Snowflakes were falling over the Miao River, and the air temperature dropped sharply.

Zheng Qiao watched the ice spread from the opposite side.

Suddenly, he smiled and climbed up to the corner of his lips, and the general beside him was puzzled.

"Why is the king laughing?"

Zheng Qiao said: "Ju is just like this, opposite Xiao. Suddenly I remember that there is a branch of the lower reaches of Miao River entering Yanzhou... You said that they have been working against Gu over the years. Do you have time to send people to strengthen the river embankment and clear the river channel?"

No one answered this question.

Zheng Qiao shook his head and said, "How are they alone? But they know that in the Yanzhou Banzhou, which is within the Chaoli Pass, the government offices in the territory are levied and used to defraud the royal court of the royal court... There seems to be a lot of corruption in various counties in the territory."

As he said that, he curled his eyes with a smile.

"Oh, they are both alone and the orphans."
Chapter completed!