Mo Shang is young

"My lord, Mo Ziqian has already accused him of crimes. Now that Yuling Camp is being taken over by my subordinates, what should I do next? Please give my lord instructions." The voice of the speaker was low, with a hint of excitement.

"Well, once Mo Ziqian is gone, this king's situation will be much easier. But, Yu Feng, you should be careful for this king, I'm afraid something will happen!" The person who spoke was none other than the third prince, Prince Ming. Han Zizhe.

"Yes, my subordinates will pay attention. One more thing, my lord, among the three major guard camps, the Tiger Battalion has 5000 people, while the Yuling Camp and the Pofeng Camp only have 3000 people. Even if the Yuling Camp is under the control of the Wang Ye Among them, if the Huli Battalion makes any moves, I am afraid that this operation will be very dangerous." Yu Feng frowned, especially the two commanders of the Huli Battalion are both battle-tested demon kings.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this. The king has his own division. You just need to do your part for Ben Wan. Before the incident, clear all the dissatisfied soldiers in the camp, remember? Wait for the king's big business After it's done, your benefits will naturally be indispensable. That's it, let's arrange it!" Han Zizhe waved his hand at Yu Feng wearily, and Yu Feng stepped back tactfully.

Han Zizhe sneered, no matter what, he must succeed, and he could no longer be bullied by others. He clasped the armrest of the chair tightly with his palm.He just lay back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and meditated, until there was a knock on the door:

"Come in!" He replied lazily, everything was arranged in a mess, but he was a little unmotivated.

"A major event is approaching, this kind of attitude is not acceptable." The person who came was wrapped in a white cloak and wore a bamboo hat. He couldn't see his real face, but he knew it was a woman.

"It's just a little tired." Han Zizhe sat up straight, feeling something was wrong, and immediately stood up again, "Senior, sit down."

"En." The visitor replied coldly, Han Zizhe couldn't help smiling wryly, this kind of style is very similar to Prince Rui!

"What's the matter here, senior?" Han Zizhe's attitude became respectful. The person in front of him was the key to his success or failure. He could be regarded as his elder, and he was even a legend. How dare he be disrespectful.

"Sober?" He sneered coldly, without mercy.

"Zizhe knows that he is wrong, and I hope senior will forgive me." Han Zizhe smiled wryly, this person is really shameless.

"I will leave Mu Yue in a few days. Is everything going well with you?" The woman sat down and looked up at Han Zizhe.

"Well, everything is still under control. Mo Ziqian is already in prison, and Yuling Camp is currently under our jurisdiction."

"Is Yu Feng reliable?"

"Yu Feng is fine, and Zizhe has known him for not three or five days." Han Zizhe is quite at ease with Yu Feng, the person he single-handedly promoted has been with him for seven or eight years. All lost.

"Well, that's good. You seem to have something to ask?" The woman took off the hat on her head and put it aside casually. Her thick sword eyebrows were sharp on one side and softer on the other. The whole person has an aura of looking down on the world.

Although Han Zizhe had met this person many times, he was still dazzled. To be honest, this kind of imperial aura was even stronger than that of his own father!Now he replied a little weakly:

"Yes. Even if the Yuling Camp is in my hands, the Tiger Battalion is still in the hands of Prince Rui and Lu Mingzi. The chances of winning are not very high." Han Zizhe asked exactly what Yu Feng asked just now. The key to being as sure as Feng said was the woman with a strong aura in front of him.

"Han Zixing, you don't have to worry about it. She has enough troubles right now. As for Lu Mingzi, you just have to wait and see." After the woman finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Zizhe's worried expression, and then said again:

"What? You don't believe me?"

"No, Zizhe doesn't dare. Follow senior's orders." Han Zizhe hurriedly got up and saluted, he had risked his life and wealth, and now there is no reason not to believe it, "By the way, senior just said that he would leave Mu Yue for a while? Can you tell Zi Zhe what happened?"

The woman frowned slightly, as if unwilling to speak.

"Zizhe offended, senior, don't blame me." Han Zizhe was in a cold sweat, this person's temper is really unpredictable.

"It's okay." To Han Zizhe's surprise, this person didn't blame him too much, but said quietly:

"I'm just going to meet an old friend this time. By the way, I want to ask someone for a life-saving talisman so that he won't play with fire. This is my responsibility. It has nothing to do with the overall situation. You just need to do your job well. "

"Yes, Zizhe knows. In the future, Zizhe won't talk too much." Han Zizhe hurriedly expressed his opinion.

Seeing Han Zizhe's sincere and fearful expression, the corner of the woman's mouth couldn't help but twitch:

"Don't be so nervous, and I don't mean to blame you. Your personality is really similar to your mother!" The woman couldn't help but chuckled.

When mentioning his mother, Han Zizhe's eyes flickered with hatred. If he wasn't strong enough, how could his mother die so bleakly with hatred back then!At that time, I was only a half-grown boy, lonely and helpless in the huge palace, and suffered all kinds of stares and neglect. No one ever cared about whether he was good or bad, including his father.If it wasn't for the fact that he followed Han Zixing to make some achievements in the frontier fortress, it would be rare for Prince Ming's prince to come here.Only when I was 11 years old at night, I met this woman in front of me, said that I was the son of an old friend, and she was willing to do great things for me, so I would make myself stand up.Han Zizhe is also a transparent person, and he can more or less guess the identity of this person in his heart, but she has never admitted it, and there is no need for him to delve into it.

"Yes, Zizhe knows." Thinking of this, Han Zizhe couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Those who have achieved great things, can't be so sentimental! Your mother is a good person, you can't embarrass her." Although the woman's tone was still cold, Han Zizhe could guess that she had a lot of relationship with her mother, otherwise how could she hear it? Such memories and sighs.

"Well, Zizhe knows." Han Zizhe smiled, clean and pure, as if he was just a child in his mother's arms. If possible, this woman in front of him and Han Zixing's siblings were all he didn't want to hurt.

After a long time, the woman got up to leave and was wearing a hat when Han Zizhe suddenly said:

"Senior, if Zizhe doesn't succeed this time, please bring Zizhe's little girl who just reached the full moon to Prince Rui, maybe he is the only one who can keep the little girl."

The movement of the woman's hand froze, and she nodded lightly, but she still said:

"It's a big taboo for military strategists to say defeat beforehand. Just prepare well." No more nostalgia, and left in a hurry.Let the nostalgia and reluctance in your heart go with the wind!

Han Zizhe sighed, sat back on the chair, and meditated.

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