The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

Kuilang used his Qinggong skills and rushed towards Lu Jiao.

Lu Jiao had been on guard against him for a long time. When he started howling, she had already taken the lead and ran out of the study.

Yan Yuanhao watched the two people chasing each other, feeling nothing but headache and helplessness.

He sighed deeply. The two of them had already gotten into such a fight before they even set out.

After we set off, the time spent on the road, plus the time spent looking for people, would take at least two months.

The two of them spent every day together, and Yan Yuanhao was not worried about what would happen to Lu Jiao. He was mainly worried about Kui Lang, who was afraid that he would be very angry with her.

The two of them didn't come back for a while, so Yan Yuanhao resigned himself to his fate and took out a roll of rice paper and spread it out.

The map of the northwest is easy to get, but there is no map of the tribe in the capital.

Fortunately, in the previous life, when he raided the Zhengxi General's Mansion in Pingliang City, he brought back a tribal map.

At that time, in order to launch military operations in the northwest, Yan Yuanhao spent countless days and nights looking at that map.

I can draw the map silently with my eyes closed.

However, the painting he made for Lu Jiao was much simpler, with many tribal settlements represented by dots.

A small tribe will have a small dot, while a large tribe will have a larger dot.

Based on the information sent back by the people who were sent out, Yan Yuanhao marked out the areas they had already searched.

Then there is the location of grasslands and deserts, as well as the direction of water sources.

A rough distribution map of tribal forces appeared on the paper, while the sound of the two people fighting outside had not stopped.

They haven't finished fighting yet!

Yan Yuanhao couldn't help but walk out of the study. A lot of people gathered in the open space in front of the door, watching them fight.

Even Liuhuo showed a rare solemn expression.

Yan Yuanhao walked up to him and asked, "Why do you look like that?"

Liuhuo clasped his fists towards Yan Yuanhao and commented: "Lu Jiao's skills are already equal to mine, and I suspect that he has hidden some of his strength."

Is it that amazing? It’s only been a short time!

Yan Yuanhao was a little bit incredulous for a moment, staring at the two people flying up and down in the middle of the yard.

I didn't want to look away for a moment, for fear of missing any details.

Gradually, he discovered it too.

When Kuilang revealed a flaw, Lu Jiao could have ended the battle in an instant, but she let him go.

It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but if it happens multiple times, it is no longer a coincidence.

It was just to tease Kuilang.

Yan Yuanhao didn't know how to say good things to Lu Jiao. Wasn't he getting angrier and angrier the more they fought?

Of course, I'm talking about Kuilang.

Yan Yuanhao was just about to step forward to separate the two when he caught a glimpse of Xing Xuan walking in from outside the yard and heading straight towards him.

"Prince, there is news from the palace."

Lu Jiao also heard what Xing Xuan said, and in order to listen to the gossip, he didn't care about the fight.

When Kuilang showed his weakness again, Lu Jiao kicked him in the knee.

He didn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.

He stood up and wanted to rush forward, but found that Lu Jiao had already approached Yan Yuanhao.

"Prince! What happened in the palace again? Can I hear it?"

Such a Lu Jiao gave Yan Yuanhao the illusion that she was just a twelve-year-old boy.

Unlike myself, who barely managed to hold on until the age of 58 in my previous life and died with hatred in his heart, even after being reborn, the decadence in my bones could not be dispelled.

He was at a loss as to what to do when facing Lu Jiao. He was stumped for a moment and didn't know how to deal with her.

He had no choice but to nod and agree to follow her into the study, not forgetting to call Kuilang who was sitting on the ground and pounding the floor.

"Kui Lang, you come too."

Xing Xuan thought that it was not a big news. With Lu Jiao's ability, he could find out as long as he entered the palace.

"Sir, the Emperor has just issued an edict to confer the title of Shunpin as Shunfei.

The emperor said that Concubine Xian was recovering from an illness and could not take care of so many palace affairs, and Concubine Shun had always been on good terms with Concubine Xian, so she must be happy with this arrangement. "

When Lu Jiao heard the news, he almost slapped his thigh with joy.

I’m afraid Concubine Xian never thought that she would end up raising a tiger to cause trouble!

There are now three concubines with titles in the palace.

The second prince has angered His Majesty and is still under house arrest, and the ninth prince is no longer listed in the family tree.

Only the fourteenth prince is the most honorable.

I’m afraid that those brothers will shift their attention to Yan Tong, and see how he will be able to survive in the future!

What Lu Jiao could think of, Yan Yuanhao naturally thought of as well.

In this regard, the two people's attitudes were surprisingly consistent - they were happy to watch the fun.

Lu Jiao felt that just listening to Xing Xuan's retelling was not exciting enough.

Her eyes rolled around and she turned around and wanted to walk out.

"Come back here!"

When Lu Jiao was about to step out of the room, Yan Yuanhao called her back in time.

"I'll explain the map to you first, then you can go and watch the fun. Kuilang, come and listen too."

Lu Jiao hated herself for not being quicker, otherwise she would have already left the Prince's Mansion by now.

How did he get caught? Look at this damn map.

Next, Yan Yuanhao spoke extremely quickly, and if he spoke a little slower, Lu Jiao would urge him on.

She was happy to hear that, but Kuilang was in trouble.

Apart from the signs of water sources and pastures, I didn't remember any of the tribal names or migration routes.

In the end, Lu Jiao patted his butt and left, but Kuilang was still confused.

What tribe is this? Where do they camp during the winter? Where is the royal court?

I don't remember anything.

Yan Yuanhao had no choice but to patiently say it again.

Because Lu Jiao and Kui Lang had to go north through Liangzhou Prefecture and exit from Changning Pass.

When the time comes, the soldiers leaving the border will check everyone's household registration, travel permit, documents and personal belongings.

No matter whether it is maps inside or outside the Great Wall, you cannot carry them with you. You can only rely on your own brain and memorize them all.

Kuilang is much inferior to Lu Jiao in this respect.

But he was a person who refused to admit defeat. Seeing that Lu Jiao remembered everything after listening only once, he did not want to be in the dark after coming out of seclusion and had to rely entirely on Lu Jiao.

The only option was to use a rigid method and mark them all on the map in small regular script.

Even Kuilang himself did not realize that during the more than one month of getting along with Lu Jiao, although he would target Lu Jiao from time to time, deep down in his heart, he did not doubt the truthfulness of Lu Jiao's words.

On the other side, Lu Jiao was almost reaching the imperial palace.

The palace is surrounded by a 12-meter-high city wall. Except for the Chengtian Gate in front, there are 20-meter-wide moats outside the walls on three sides.

There are underground canals connecting the two, and there is also the Qing'an Canal leading outward, so it is not a stagnant pool of water.

For Lu Jiao, this is no different from peacetime.

She came to the roof of the main hall of Qixiang Palace.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining brightly. It is so pleasant to bask in the sun and eat delicious food from the imperial kitchen.

Yes, Lu Jiao went to the imperial kitchen again.

Because tributes from various places had not yet been delivered to the palace, the imperial kitchen invited many chefs from several major restaurants in the capital and purchased a large amount of supplies.

In order to compete for the highest honor of Beijing's delicious food, several chefs changed their cooking methods every day, and the taste was no worse than that of the imperial chefs.

As soon as Lu Jiao smelled the fragrance from the imperial kitchen, he couldn't control his hands and feet.

After collecting a lot of delicious food in one breath, I remembered the main business of entering the palace today.