After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Xia Hongyan frowned and said, "Yu'er is still young. I will hand over all this land to you in the future. How can I let you take risks?"

Among Xia Hong’s descendants, only Xia Yu can be used. If the throne is to be passed on, to whom else can it be passed on if not to Xia Yu?

But what Xia Hong wanted was to pass on the news, not for Xia Yu to rebel after gaining control of a large army.

From Xia Hong's doting words, Xun Zhan sensed a stronger suspicion than before.

If you wait, you will only feel anxious and worried.

Only with planning can we see the sun through the clouds.

Xun Zhan closed his eyes and smelled the bloody smell on Xia Yu's body that was covered by the smell of medicine. He didn't want to wait any longer.

Walking out from behind Xun Xiang, Xun Zhan said, "Your Majesty, Beixin County was conquered by Marquis Wu'an himself, and he is the only commander of the Northern Border Army. For this battle, no one is more suitable than Marquis Wu'an."

After hearing Xun Zhan's desperate words, all the officials, old and new, in the hall lowered their heads and knelt on the ground to save their lives.

The common people of the world could not understand Xia Hong's flattery and criticism, but they, the high-ranking officials of the court, knew about Xia Hong's resentment towards the Princess's Mansion.

Xun Zhan, however, raised his head despite the extremely solemn majesty of heaven.

"Although the prince can enter the palace to accompany the queen, women are more considerate than men. If the Marquis of Wu'an goes to war, the princess will be lonely at home. It would be a great thing for her to enter the palace to accompany the queen."

The emerald green Buddhist beads circulated in his hands, colliding with each other one after another.

The frequency of the crisp sound increased from slow to fast, and finally, Xia Hong held the Buddhist beads tightly in his palm.

Indeed, no one is more suitable than Shen Jun.

Xia Xin was under house arrest in the palace. If Shen Jun could give up his troops for Xia Xin once, he would naturally give them up for Xia Xin a second time.

The re-employment of Shen Jun dispelled the rumors that he was secretly suppressing the Princess's Mansion.

How can it not be considered as compensation and a gesture of goodwill to Zhong Yuanyuan if Zhong Yuanyuan's daughter and son-in-law are re-employed without regard to past grudges?

"Send an order to the Princess's Mansion, and have Marquis Wu'an go to the northern border tomorrow and give him a deadline to wipe out the entire Inner Northern tribe before winter this year."

"My eldest sister-in-law misses Pingnan very much. She will summon Pingnan to the palace later."

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Four thugs in rough clothes were carrying a sedan chair covered with green gauze towards the gate of Shendu City. Three very beautiful maids stood on each side of the sedan chair.

Six maids were holding a flower basket in their hands, and petals fell from their scallion-like knuckles, leaving a sweet fragrance along the way.

The breeze was blowing gently, and the green gauze was fluttering, and the person sitting in the sedan chair also revealed some of his figure.

The veil on her face was a rare silver color. When the sunlight shone on it, the person wandering around couldn't open his eyes.

If you move your eyes away from the obscured face, you can see that the person sitting sideways with his arm supported is a man.

Although I was unable to see her appearance, her aura alone was incomparable to that of the beautiful maids beside her.

The sedan chair moved forward slowly, and a man who looked like a manager ran quickly to the city gate and stuffed a lot of silver coins into the hands of the guards.

Finally, he put a thick bag of silver in the leader's hand and said flatteringly, "Sir, please do me a favor. Next time, I will ask the owner to allow you to bring Master Fufeng home to play for a few days."

Young Master Fufeng is the favorite young man of the general defending the city.

Although her appearance was not as good as the oiran of Nanfeng Pavilion, he loved her knowledge and taste.

After weighing the silver in his hand, the guard looked at the sedan chair and said, "Is this the new courtesan that your Nanfeng Pavilion spent half a year selecting after traveling across ten counties?"

The steward smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into one, and stuffed another two hundred taels of silver into the general's hand.

"I know that the inspection is strict now, but you also know that if this courtesan shows her face here, she will not be able to be sold at a good price in the future."

The sound of horse hooves was heard behind him. The guard looked back and thought about the appearance of Master Fufeng, and finally nodded.

He lowered his voice and leaned close to the steward's ear to warn him, "You are lucky. Today, Marquis Wu'an is going to Beixin County. You should be smart and rush in when the gate opens."

"If you can't get in, I definitely can't let you in again."

After the manager thanked him repeatedly, he gave a look and the thugs, who originally looked a little lazy, became agile in an instant.

The sedan chair and the war horse passed each other. Shen Jun turned his head to look at the sedan chair on horseback, and a different kind of emotion was revealed between his sad brows.

It seems like, I feel a little more at ease.

Mo An rode his horse to Shen Jun and said, "Master, is there something wrong with the person sitting in the sedan chair?"

Without saying anything, Shen Jun quickly whipped his horse and galloped towards the northern border.

When the sedan chair left the gate of Shendu City, the original six maids increased to twelve. In addition to the twelve maids, there were more than twenty thugs to protect the people in the sedan chair.

Such a grand event immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

The sedan chair stopped at Nanfeng Pavilion. Two maids lifted the green veil. The owner of Qing Pavilion opened the exquisite paper umbrella in his hand, covering the man in the sedan chair tightly.

Bending down, she supported the man in brocade robe as he walked on the flowers, step by step into a place of romance that was completely different from the man's temperament.

The laughter and teasing around them stopped silently because the owner of the Qingguan, a man of integrity, means and backing, bent down to escort a young waiter.

The Qing Pavilion Master, who had personally settled everyone, walked up to the platform again and smiled as he answered questions for the guests in the pavilion.

"What you just saw was the new courtesan that my Nanfeng Pavilion has been searching for for more than half a year. Her name is Young Master Jiyue."

As soon as they heard that this was the new oiran, cheers broke out in Nanfeng Pavilion.

"Director Qing, don't be stingy. Let Master Jiyue take off his veil so that we can see him in his entirety."

The Qing Pavilion Master smiled and asked back, "When have the courtesans selected by my Nanfeng Pavilion ever disappointed you?"

Looking around, seeing the impatience in these people's eyes, Master Qing gave the reason he had prepared early in the morning.

"This Master Jiyue is different from the previous masters. He was born in a wealthy family and has his own pride and character. He will never show up in public."

The rich kid who was supposed to be out of reach accidentally entered this place of entertainment and could not escape the fate of serving others.

Lure good women into the water and persuade prostitutes to change their ways - these are the inner demons that are difficult for men and women who linger among the flowers to break free from.

There was a wealthy man who wanted to take a glimpse of her: "I am willing to pay 10,000 taels of silver to buy the courtesan Ye."

Ten thousand taels was already the highest price ever paid to an oiran in Nanfeng Pavilion.

Now, Mr. Ji Yue hasn't even shown his face, but someone has already offered such a high price. That person is naturally the most popular courtesan in Fan Nanfeng Pavilion, and there has never been anyone who did not live up to the reputation.

Judging from today's situation, the person who bid the price felt that he would not lose money.

The owner of the Qing Pavilion looked at the person who was bidding and said, "Ten thousand taels can indeed buy any courtesan in my Nanfeng Pavilion, but I feel that this amount is not enough to meet Master Jiyue."