After the villains heard my voice, they all lost their composure.

The prince discussed the plan with the emperor in the palace. After the core content had been discussed clearly, he called Shen Qing, the commander of the south camp, and Kong Zhen, the commander of the west camp, to the palace overnight. When they learned of the plan, the two commanders stared. The next morning, Shen Qing was appointed General of Funan and led his troops to Cangnan to take charge.

The order given to him by the widowed king was to stabilize Cangnan and to select soldiers for training in order to catch up with the battle with Tiansheng next year.

Kong Zhen was also promoted and took charge of the two battalions in the south and west of the city. He was also responsible for training troops and secretly escorting grain and grass to the border. At the same time, the emperor issued several decrees in succession. The courtiers talked about it, but it was no longer the same as before. I loudly opposed the emperor, but carefully used my words to persuade him. Can the emperor listen?

He is now a tyrant.

What is a tyrant?

In addition to being able to kill people, he must also speak his mind. Anyone who dares to oppose him will die.

The widowed king also witnessed his royal brother's mental state after risking his life, and it was quite appropriate whether he should say it or not.

As for the three Yongxian brothers, they also go to court every day. They are currently in the learning stage and also serve as the emperor's thugs. As long as their father gives an order, they will say "pull down", and then the armored guards will come up. They feel that they Quite majestic.

Especially today, their emperor's uncle is here, and he is straight-backed. If anyone wants to stand up and talk nonsense, they will first kill him with his eyes and shock him.

The prince returned home after the morning court, and brought back a cart full of things, all of which he had plundered from the emperor's storehouse. When Yan Mu'an saw it, his lips twitched slightly, "You raided the emperor's storehouse?"

She was happy to see her, and the prince was also happy, "It's useless for the emperor to keep these things. He said they were all rewarded to us."

Then he took out another hundred thousand taels of silver notes and said, "This is the reward given to me by the emperor."

Yan Mu'an was really shocked, "My lord, you can support your family!!!"

Counting it all, since she arrived here, she has indeed made a lot of money by relying on the status and power of the widowed king. The widowed king has also taken money from her a few times, but it is very different from here.

This was earned by the widowed king by virtue of his military exploits, not by his status.

Come in a dignified manner.

You are making a difference, you are really making a difference.

The widowed king touched his nose and said, "There will be more in the future."

"I believe you."

Yan Mu was contented, seeing that the prince was quite pleasing to his eye, and it was all money, but he felt that the money earned by the prince should be spent particularly happily.

"By the way, I found someone to take care of the land in Cangnan. Are your people ready? Before I came, I sent a message to Yong Yu and asked her to leave a good land for me. If there is no problem with you, I will Arrange for them to set off."

The widowed king said that he would have to wait for another month, and a group of people came out after exactly one month. "The news has been released, and many people are willing to go. It's not a big problem."

Yan Mu'an nodded. Seeing that his eyes were green and black, he thought he didn't get a good rest at night. "Go and get some sleep. I'll call you during lunch."

The widowed king was indeed a little tired. She hadn't had much rest in the past few days. She went back to the bedroom after giving instructions twice. Yan Mu'an couldn't rest yet. She had to put all these things into storage and go back to the princess's mansion in the afternoon. Then she turned around and Guanshi Hua and Grandma Guan were asked to count the things, and a hundred thousand taels of silver notes went into her pocket.

She lay on the beauty's bed and fell asleep, but she was actually communicating with the silly elder sister. When she learned that the prince had taken the initiative to ask for the reward, the silly elder sister opposite was surprised at first, and then she was happy for Yan Mu'an, "Congratulations, this is really a head start. Once upon a time, you may not know that from the first time he went to the battlefield to now, he has fought many battles, big and small, and won many times, but the emperor has never given him a reward. "

"For his own family, he has no sense of propriety at all. However, he himself is indifferent and looks like he doesn't care about the world. Oh, he can't say it. He gets angry when he says it."

"But now I will bring you something from the palace and ask for a reward when I go back. It shows that you have trained me well."

Yan Mu'an smiled happily, "I don't even want to talk about the mess before. The two brothers were busy all day long, and I didn't know what they were busy with."

"But it is also understandable that a character who is not even considered cannon fodder is just needed for the plot. How outstanding can he be?"

"Let me tell you, I have a strong hunch that the widowed king will not die easily this time. He is becoming more and more intelligent, really."

The silly elder sister expressed her belief, "Although cannon fodder is not even considered, I have encountered a variable like you. By the way, I have found another set of tactics, a very ancient version. I think it is feasible. I will give it to you to help him. "

Yan Muan got up and went to the study. She originally thought she should finish copying after lunch, but it was really too much. She was still writing slowly. By lunch time, she had copied less than one-third, and her wrists were so sore that she complained endlessly. She was still rubbing her wrist when the widowed king came, "What should I write?"

Yan Mu'an didn't cover up, so he stepped forward and looked at it without hesitation. The moment he saw the words, he frowned slightly, but after frowning at the written content, his eyes became slightly serious. When he took a closer look, his expression was already very focused, and he even directly took the He stood up and took a closer look, and said eagerly, "Where's the back?"

"I haven't finished it yet. I'm so tired. I don't have time in the afternoon. I'll write a little more in the evening and then tomorrow. I'll finish it in about three to five days."

The widowed king......

The princess must be using her magical power. Such an opportunity is rare. What if it's too late and the magical power is gone?

"Can you read it out and I'll write it."

Yan Mu'an couldn't wait and quickly gave up his seat, "Come here."

The widow sat down and spread the paper again and picked up the pen. Yan Muan sat aside, tilting his head and looking out the window. The widow followed her line of sight and looked carefully, but saw nothing. Yan Muan's words soon rang in his ears. He quickly calmed down his voice and concentrated on recording these tactics, which were like precious treasures.

In the study, one person was reading the Art of War slowly, and the other was writing quickly. Not only did the widow write fast, but the handwriting was also very beautiful, and the tip of the pen was very silky on the paper. Unfortunately, Yan Muan did not see this scene, and waited for her to stop and exit. It was already half an hour later when the system was called, and Grandma Guan, who came to treat the two of them to dinner, did not dare to urge them.

"How's it going? Have you written everything down?"

She deliberately read slowly so that the king could write it out. When she saw the large pieces of paper on the table, the handwriting on them...

Forget it, just don’t watch it.

"Just write it down."

I hate people who write well.

The widowed prince put down his pen and carefully blew out the wet ink, his eyes full of joy, "Thank you, Princess. Princess, please go have a meal, and I will sort out the original ones."

Watching The Art of War can fill his stomach, so he is not going to eat.

Yan Mu'an didn't care about him and went to eat by himself. It was too late to return to the princess' mansion.