"Can you let King Yan come out? This is a letter from King Fan Yang." Feng Ji said embarrassedly, "Feng Ji also knows that Your Highness should not worry about his health, but King Fan Yang is extraordinary after all. Fan Yang and Yan are bordering right in front of him. Your Highness has always respected King Fan Yang, and it is always inappropriate to ignore him."

Yang Xin nodded and asked Feng Ji to present the letter, gently opened her red lips and said, "I will give it to my husband. I don't know what is written in the uncle's letter. If it is to persuade him to make peace, it would probably be of no use. The matter between husband and prime minister and the minister of the Central Secretariat is not an ordinary grudge."

If it was a letter of persuasion, Yang Xin could only say that she was thinking too much. King Zhao Sima Lun himself was the only remaining veteran of the royal family. Now he is still the prime minister, and he is in charge of the government affairs with just one word. How can anyone be qualified to persuade him to reconcile? King Liang Sima Tong may have this qualification, but King Liang will not come forward, so it is too late to hide in such a thing.

Yang Xin’s judgment was wrong, because the persuasion of King Liang Sima Tong was on the way at this time and had already passed Jizhou.

"Come on, open your mouth, I feed you, you Persians, what I admire most is these bright eyes. Of course, the inner beauty is still not easy to detect without observation." Sima Ji was exposed on his chest, and when he saw carefully, he had a slight nail mark. He hugged Hu Ji in his top and smiled frivolously.

What is competing for the world, what is power over the government? The King of Yan now only wants to turn it into Xia, sacrifice his personal reputation to complete national integration, and subdue these practical weapons in the royal palace.

The King of Yan likes to give away girls, but this is based on the fact that he can't use it all. Now, picking out any one who can stay in the palace is a practical weapon. Although each of them is nearly ten years younger than him, Hu Ji is developing faster and you don't have to consider whether she can bear it. Besides, they are all bought and conform to the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty.

"The slave that the king made is still painful now, like a lion." Hu Ji smiled foolishly, with a very large chest clamping Sima Ji's arm, and there was no vague pain on her face?

"Don't compare things like lions that are strong and hard on the outside and dry. "Sima Ji showed dissatisfaction and stretched his hand directly into his underwear, which made Hu Ji panting, "Stop doing it. Your Highness just praised me yesterday for being able to cut off cucumbers, and it should be loose in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Ji blocked his mouth. At this moment, a half-dressed Hu Ji walked in. The white rabbit on his chest jumped and saw this scene. He said, "Master, someone is looking for him outside. It's Mrs. Tuoba. She said that the two generals came back with people."

"Let them wait first... Hum?" Sima Ji was stunned, reluctantly put down his main business, and said with regret, "When I deal with the small matters outside, I will come here tonight, remember to lock the door. I want to open the door by myself, and it will be boring to lock the door."

"I'm just waiting for the king. Should I find a few fresh sisters to wait for the king?" Although Hu Ji, who was still a little disappointed, still concealed her past and agreed to the intrigue. She was also a contestant with an average palace battle. Each of the women in the Yan Prince's Mansion came from a different place, so naturally she formed a small group according to the original country.

"Okay, okay..., I will definitely come." Sima Ji raised his eyebrows and nodded quickly and agreed, "I will fight the Persian Empire tonight."

While speaking, he stood up and asked the maid to change his clothes. During this period, he still teased the maid honestly. Then Shi Ran went downstairs like a decent person and came outside the tube building to see Tuoba Yini waiting.

"Why are you covered in feces and smellyness? You can't go back here?" Tuoba Yini said dissatisfiedly.

"Didn't I understand the people's sentiments? I'm aligned with the people. You don't understand this principle." Sima Ji said shamelessly, "Besides, there are so many female relatives in this royal palace, I am naturally obliged to protect these women."

"King, you didn't bring the key!" As he spoke, a Persian beauty ran over behind Sima Ji and shouted in a hurry.

"Take it! Why did you forget it?" Sima Ji responded, putting the key on his waist in front of Tuoba Yini, and winking at the dancer who came over, asking the other party to go back.

"How intimate the king is calling you." Tuoba Yini was frustrated. She thought she was a great hero, but now she found that her husband had a corruption in life and shameless attitude, and she had nothing to do with the great hero.

"You are not old and can't be compared with these foreign women, do you understand?" Sima Ji thought his young wife was jealous, and explained while walking, "These foreign women are about the same size as those of Central Plains women at the age of fourteen or five. Although you are a grassland woman, your body has not grown up. As for what you call it, it turns out that when many women in the Central Plains mansion in the royal palace were called Your Highness. Later, more and more Hu Ji entered the mansion. They didn't know what Your Highness meant, and it was easier to call the King."

It was not until Sima Ji, who had not seen him for many days, appeared in the hall for the first time. He soon saw the letters of persuasion from several royal kings from Yang Xin. He muttered, "I feel that it's hard to wipe my butts. I'm asking me to take the thorns and apologize. I really say it, just like they are in my king's situation and dare to go to Luoyang."

"It's good to write anything back to them, and use gorgeous words. Don't talk about serious matters. This is just the beginning. Let me see who dares to jump out."

"You should be more tactful when giving the letter from the town royal family. If you can fight for it, you should fight for it." Yang Xin nodded and said with the letter from King Fan Yang, "Especially King Fan Yang who guards Xuchang, he is also in a high position and power."

"This uncle is still very familiar with his husband. Among the royal family, he can be said to have followed the imperial orders and would not do anything to openly confront the imperial court. If Sima Lun ordered him to send troops as a prime minister, he should send troops, but?" Sima Ji changed his mind and looked at Yang Xin and said, "Do you know that my uncle is a person with no opinion. He is a strategy but needs others to cooperate. If he partnered with other princes, this uncle is a very terrible person, but if he commanded his own troops, he would look forward to it and be at a loss."

In history, Sima Xu, the King of Fanyang, was the kind of character who always stood by the winner and was a top-level auxiliary from beginning to end. It was strange that he took him out when he participated in the Eight Kings Rebellion from beginning to end.

In fact, except for Sima Ji and Sima Ying who had returned to Yizhou, the remaining military towns were also the Central Imperial Guards. The Jin Dynasty was the five capitals, and Luoyang was just the most important one. The army of Chang'an, Xuchang and Yecheng were also part of the imperial guards.

"The other letters are all persuading peace, only the letters from the King of Qi are a bit strange. The matter between the husband and the capital is not mentioned above, but it is more like a question mark. Is the relationship between the husband and the King of Qi very good?" Yang Xin asked strangely.

Sima Ji's face changed. He took Sima Ji's letter and read it from beginning to end. He was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Xin and asked, "Xin'er, there are more than a dozen kings who came to the letter, some of whom were in Beijing and some were out of town. You guess, is it that only this king received the letter? Just whether they have any communication with each other."

"This?" Yang Xin's beautiful face changed slightly, and the sharpness of not seeing each other for a long time appeared again. "Why are you talking about Hezong Lianheng? Many royal families who left the town are waiting for opportunities?"

"It's not necessarily all for me, so it's better not to do this. You're sure to be your husband one by one." Sima Ji seemed to think of something, and smiled indifferently, "It's dark under the light. No one knows what's going on until the day of the rebellion."

Maybe in secret, many vassal kings have begun to test with letters, and they are estimated to be allies on their own side.

"The reply to the King of Qi can be said to be a bit family matter. This heir of Emperor Jing is extraordinary." Sima Jixian finished processing all the letters from these vassal kings, and then he was dressed neatly to go out of the city.

When he left the city, Sima Ji sighed secretly. The time for spending money is like flowing water. It is coming soon. It doesn’t cost much money to raise war horses, it doesn’t cost much money to make weapons, and it doesn’t cost much money to recruit soldiers. The cheapest among these options is just like a hundred soldiers and two hundred dogs in the Red Alert. Mobilizing soldiers is not as good as a dog. Of course, the US imperial camp talks about human rights, and people and dogs are the same price.

The three things like war horses, armour and tyrants combined together will be a big deal. It really turns into an army, and the expenses required suddenly become astronomical. It is obvious that it doesn’t cost much money when separated.

This is also the reason why Sima Ji dared not conscript more troops. He really tried his best to scrape the land and recruit soldiers, and not only did Youzhou be hollowed out. He also had to pass on the cost of war, so the best way was to loot. Sima Ji did not dare to compare with Liu Bei, but he was unwilling to conquer troops in the hinterland of the country to cause disaster. He was really like the generals of this era who often massacred the city. It should be avoided.

"Since I received the letter from Your Highness, I dared not slacken for a day, so I took these Jurchens to the south." Zhang Da led Sima Ji into the army and said with shame, "These 30,000 people are carefully selected warriors, and Your Highness can see them one by one."

"No need to read it. I know the fighting power of the Jurchens very well." Sima Ji ordered, "When the four Xianbei soldiers brought the war horses, each of them will be given one. There are tens of thousands of sets of leather armor stored in Youzhou, which is enough for them to use. The royal palace's arsenal has heavy weapons and maces, I believe they will like it. By the way, are they coming with the giant hunting bow?"

"I have brought it all. Your Highness wants the Jurchens to harass the enemy with a strong bow?" Li Shan interjected from the side, "I heard that there are such cavalry on the grassland, but the environment of these Jurchens is different."

"I don't mean this!" Sima Jiyi grinned, "Boards and Cavalry?" This is actually a relatively useless army. The bows and arrows used for riding horses can never shoot through infantry standing on the ground. The cavalry, which mainly shoots archery, does not have much combat power at all.
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