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Mo led a group of less than 500 soldiers, and walked boldly towards the place the scout said.

These people from the Northwest have always paid no attention to the people sent by Zhiguo to support them. After all, the people from the Central Plains not only have fair faces, like little girls, but also fight like fledgling scholars. Follow the rules.

Chen Mo and the others didn't have such scruples, he was used to being undisciplined, treating the strategic layout made by the emperor and the Ministry of War as fart, and occasionally reading it as a joke when he was bored.

Chen Mo has been on the battlefield since he was 16 years old, and has always been unorganized and undisciplined.

After all, when he first entered the battlefield, he was just a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Anyway, he was just the orphan of a criminal minister, and no one cared about his death.It just so happened that his family's old line of business went to the battlefield and died for the country.

He happened to recommend himself again, saying that he wanted to try it, so he was simply let.

Who would have thought that the boy who was under sixteen years old would actually kill the world on the battlefield, leaving behind the prestigious name of "Marquis of Zhenbei".

In the past 13 years, he has made great achievements in battle and has never failed.

His temperament is even more wild, if he gets anxious, even the emperor will contradict him, when the four or five year old young emperor choked him every day when he came to court, if he was so choked that he couldn't speak, he had no choice but to walk away.

Not against anyone, only obeying himself, disobeying others, and despising the imperial power, these characteristics are not at all like the late old Hou Ye.

By the way, greed for money is added, weak family affection, no fame and fame, only money, not liberation.

Therefore, in Chen Mo's eyes, these troops of Zhiguo are just a group of people who can rob and do hard labor.

Now, the more he walked forward, the more he felt that he was one step closer to money, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

In the distance, a group of people and horses drove slowly beside the Northwest Gobi, the horseshoes raised waves of yellow sand, and the flag was embroidered with two words: "Anzhi"

When Chen Mo saw these two words, his body froze immediately, and his heart trembled: "If one day you can go to the battlefield, how do you want to order your army?" Let's call it Anzhi, Guotai Minan, and other countries stop. "

Chen Mo shook his head in a panic, leaving these unrealistic fantasies behind.

After seeing the face of the leader, Chen Mo suddenly felt his whole body was icy cold, and his blood flowed backwards, but he was still walking forward.

Going to the battlefield at the age of 16, Chen Mo, who has been fearless for half of his life day, day, day, and ground, General Chen had the idea of ​​"fleeing in the wild" for the first time.

The emperor of this country was really vicious, and he grabbed his own weakness without making a sound.

In Chen Mo's unruly life, the only thing he didn't dare to do was to attack Mo Xuan, let alone face to face with him on the battlefield.

"The whole army is temporarily retreating."

There were some trills in Chen Mo's voice that he didn't even notice.

Fortunately, those soldiers were used to his orders and believed that he would not harm themselves.

What's more, they have always disapproved of Shen Chenmo's act of scaring the snake.

Seeing that he finally ordered them to retreat, it was only as if he had come to his senses and had no doubts, so he obeyed his order and retreated.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xuan couldn't help asking when he heard the adjutant's stagnant breathing suddenly relax.

The adjutant Huang Zehao said softly: "No, there's nothing wrong, it's just that before arriving at the camp, he almost had a hand-to-hand encounter with the army in the northwest."

He spoke very softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the retreating troops in front, causing the man to suddenly turn around and deal with them.

"En," Mo Xuan responded briefly, raised his head, and although he couldn't see it, he was still staring at the back of the person in front of him thoughtfully. Contained, "Go on, make sure to arrive before dark."

"Yes, General."

Zhiguo Palace, in Huaqing Garden—Rong Mo walked under a peach blossom tree, and suddenly knelt down.

You Nian didn't understand what he meant, just followed behind him and watched silently.

After kneeling for a while, Rong Mo pulled out Jiao Shi and began to dig the soil. He also ordered You Nian behind him, "Why are you standing there? I have been following you for so long, at least I should give you something in return."

Well, I dare to plot against myself, I want to catch coolies, You Nian helplessly twitched the corner of his mouth, and drew out his sword.

It should be quite easy to assassinate him now.

You Nian thought in a daze.

Rong Mo: "Okay, it's still here."

The author has something to say: writing this chapter was very easy, and the brotherhood of sand sculptures made me laugh while imagining.Chen Mo finally no longer lived in the dialogue box.

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After all, You Nian was still a boy under the age of 16. He was more curious than murderous. When he heard Rong Mo's happy tone, he hurriedly put away his sword and leaned forward to have a look.

Listening to the movement behind him, Rong Mo smiled strangely, grabbed You Nian's hand with one hand, and threw it back.

You Nian was startled, and reacted quickly, and with his thrust, stood firm on the mud puddle not far away.

You Nian raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Rong Mo smiled and said: "It's okay, knowing that someone behind him has murderous intentions, so I simply followed his wishes, 'slipped my hand'."

He smiled brightly, as if he was saying some touching words of love, even his eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, but it made You Nian break into a cold sweat.

The cooperative relationship between You Nian and Rong Mo has always been in a very delicate balance, obviously precarious, yet pulled by a thin rope.

The two of them dislike each other, and they want to kill each other, and only the other party can provide the cooperation qualification they want, so neither can kill the other party.

You Nian has been tired of hearing "His Royal Highness's world-renowned reputation" from others since he was a child, and he hated him so much before meeting him.

As soon as they met and cooperated, they felt sympathy for each other again.

Mostly because I saw that the rotten Confucianism in my original eyes was not a good seedling, and I also experienced the sufferings and joys of the world like myself.

But Rong Mo is different, You Nian can't tell the difference, he just thinks that he is like a rusty machine, but he unswervingly executes the order and moves towards his goal.

And that hard heart only jumped up and down a few times at the moment when he saw the Seventh Prince.

You Nian couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for Rong Mo, it was probably mutual generation and mutual restraint.

Rong Mo didn't really want to tear the face off with You Nian, after all, it would be of no benefit to each other.

It's just that at the moment when he felt the murderous aura, since Mo Xuan left, the hostility that had been suppressed for a long time could not help but burst out, but he forcibly suppressed it back.

Tsk, I really shouldn't choose to go out today, the medicine said by the imperial physician will be backfired today.

But he really had to take out the thing that Xue Xiang had ordered earlier today and destroy it.

You Nian was stunned for a moment, only to realize that if he stayed longer, he would really lose his sense of humor. His Royal Highness, who is known for his elegance, might indeed kill him, literally.

"Brother, let's talk about this next time." You Nian turned his back to him, with a mournful face, but had to put on a cheerful tone, and was about to run away.

Rong Mo didn't stop him, he pressed his fingers hard against his chest, but with the other hand he waved as usual, as if he was letting him go.

Damn it, the pain slowly began to spread from the legs to the whole body, and even the soles of the feet felt a chill, double images kept appearing in front of my eyes, and even gradually became dim and bright again.

Dim and bright, alternately appearing.

Rong Mo gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and opened the wooden box with a simple style, not even any carvings, and only a simple lock.

No, there is nothing in the box.

Rong Mo's eyes widened in disbelief, and then a dull pain came from his chest, forcing him to close his eyes, and his breathing began to become short.

"Ahem..." He coughed intermittently, and even the scene in front of him gradually became black and white and blurred.

"This can't be done, Sichen." A stern yet gentle, somewhat indifferent female voice rang in his head.

"But how can it be considered okay?" He heard an immature child's voice ask.

The woman seemed to be smiling: "Don't lose your mind."

Rong Mo opened his eyes, struggled to pick up Jiao Shi beside him, and slashed fiercely on his wrist, the pain spread, and his eyes were suddenly brightened by the stimulation.

But at the same time, he also knew very well that he was used to bleeding and pain, and at most it would last less than half a minute, but it was enough.

Rong Mo forced himself to kneel in front of the tomb, and began to recall the origin of this wooden box: Xue Xiang told him on the morning before his death that he must open it today, and destroy it immediately after reading it.

He was the only one who heard this sentence, except for Wei Xian who buried Xue Xiang with him in the end.

But, how could it be him?

Wei Xian has loved the queen mother for most of his life, and there is no way that after her death, he opened the coffin for a wooden box that he didn't even know what it was for, and disturbed Xue Xiang's sleep.

Rong Mo picked up Jiao Shi, and made another stroke on his hand.

Therefore, there should be another mystery in the box.

Rong Mo looked at the crude lock.

After the box was opened, the lock turned into a Kong Ming lock.

Rong Mo looked into the box, and the inside and outside of the wooden box were not of normal thickness, it seemed that there was an interlayer.

He knocked left and right, found a hollow place, raised his hand, opened the interlayer, and a groove similar to the shape of a lock appeared inside.

"Rotate one counterclockwise, flip, repeat..."

Rong Mo was covered in cold sweat, and turned the lock step by step according to the unlocking method Xue Xiang had taught him, roughly opening two sides, and a key fell out.

God damn it, what is the purpose of making it so cumbersome.

Rong Mo put the key into the groove, and the key automatically rotated along the lock hole, changing into more than a thousand patterns.

Rong Mo also slowly looked over one by one.

Rong Mo opened the groove, took out the Kong Mingsuo, endured the severe pain, and checked the scrolls in the wooden box one by one.

Until I saw the last remaining stack of paper envelopes, a wooden sign fell out of it.

With trembling fingers, Rong Mo brushed over the familiar handwriting on the envelope. He looked at the handwriting for nearly ten years, and the hands that wrote this letter shook his hand in a clean and gentle way, telling him to practice calligraphy.

Upon closer inspection, the strokes and strokes are somewhat similar to my own handwriting.

Rong Mo looked at the letter with almost nostalgia. The content of the letter was the long-winded speech he was used to, so he drew two knife marks on his hand, greedily stroked the letter paper, and read impatiently: "My son cleans the dust, for Mother knew that her death was approaching, so Tez left this letter, and hoped that my son would read this letter as soon as possible after he died, and destroy it. ——Hereby hope that my son can survive to the weak crown. "

"After reading this letter, if you don't want to bear such a burden, you may choose to commit suicide. Anyway, if such a heavy responsibility is lost, it will be lost, and it will not be worth protecting."

Don't bear it, or give me death.

Rong Mo looked at these almost cruel words without maternal love, but couldn't help showing a little smile, even the tingling pain from his hands could be ignored.

The blood kept flowing, but he didn't care to watch it: "Xue's family has made great achievements, and he knows that his life is not long. I hope that the future generations will not listen to the slander, and they will still be a loyal generation, inheriting the spirit of our ancestor Danye.

"You probably don't remember. When you were under three years old, your mother started teaching you how to make swords. My son can forge iron and swords before he reaches the age of dancing elephants. My father, Xue Jue, loves you too. add."

"It wasn't until you were seven years old that you completed the imitations of Qizhi and Jiaoshi for the first time. My father and I suddenly felt something was wrong. After all, they are the treasures of Zhiguo, but you completed them very easily, using only very simple materials.

"Let's not say whether this thing was done by you alone. If this matter gets out, I'm afraid it will disturb the hearts of the people. Therefore, after discussing with the two national teachers, we decided to let the national teachers take these two imitations as the real ones. , bring out the state of Zhi, and forge the falsehood that both Qizhi and Jiaoshi were lost in the world and then disappeared."

"This move naturally made your father furious, and he immediately distributed arrest warrants across the country, and the two national teachers were bound to be arrested. It's just that the two national teachers were able to take the imitation out of the palace unscathed. It’s also well-prepared.”

"So, at that time, I just caught a few people and closed the case hastily. Every time I think about this, I feel guilty and hope that the heroic spirits will go well."

"But child, you are the one I am most ashamed of. The queen mother was only selfish once, and she lost you."

Rong Mo frowned, he almost forgot about his memories before he was ten years old, if he wanted to think about it seriously, he could only trace back to the scene of his mother's accident.

Wei Xian's opinion on this is: I was too stimulated, so I naturally forgot about those insignificant things.

Now it seems that there is something else hidden.

"To let you remember this lesson forever, and also to warn you: Don't dare to act too boldly, so I will take you to visit the prison, and condolences to those who are obviously only in contact with the periphery, but are pushed out to take the blame. "

"And among those prisoners, there was an unexpected person—the direct disciples of the two national masters, and the only contemporary peer, Qin Shenghe."

"As soon as he saw you, he knew the whole story and the role he played in this farce. After you came back that day, you were crazy. And the people in the prison, except Qin Shenghe and his father , all died. They were prisoners on death row, and no one cared about their lives, so they were buried casually."

"I followed the funeral procession secretly and took a look at the mass grave, but found the corpses of you and your father. Although the faces were already bloody and bloody, your clothes and the star on your body Birthmark, I will never admit it wrong."

"So, it wasn't my child who came back at that time. I was immediately stunned. Three souls lost six souls, and I returned to Fengqi Palace."

"But your voice and smile are clearly my Mo'er. It's just that I have a grudge in my heart, and I don't want to call you like that anymore. I just chose a partial name for you, 'Dishen'. I hope that one day you will cleanse the dust in your chest, and you will still be there when you return. It's a boy."

"And my father, after returning that day, committed suicide."

Rong Mo smiled sarcastically, and couldn't help feeling half apologetic.If it is finally found out that he is not of the race, he will probably dance for joy.

But he had to hold the throne, even if You Nian sat on the throne, he couldn't guarantee everything about Mo Xuan.

He still wants to spoil the person for half his life again, no matter whether he is the real prince or not, he can't bear the other person being hurt again.

Now, the only Qin Shenghe who knows the truth back then is You Nian's partner.

The three of them are grasshoppers on the same rope for the time being, and no one can do anything to the other.

Rong Mo smiled, even a little leisurely: "If you understand this and are still willing to take on this important task, then I can feel relieved for a while."

"The wooden plaque attached to the letter is not very useful, it just records the last resting place and the hiding place of Jiaoshi, if it is useful, go and try it.

Xue Xiang - the last queen of Zhiguo

Stayed on April [-]th in the third year of Jiamao Fengsheng"

Rong Mo closed the envelope numbly, took a long breath, tore up the letter casually, and threw it into the wooden box. Holding the box in his arms, he put the key in his sleeve, and turned his black and white pair of clothes. With peach blossom eyes, she walked out.

Rong Mo walked to the gate of the courtyard, and threw the wooden box into the charcoal basin that was about to burn out, and the fire flourished immediately.

Rong Mo stood there, watching the tongue of fire gently kiss the wooden box, watching it turn into ashes bit by bit.

Rong Mo turned around and walked towards Tai Hospital.

In the northwestern border, in the camp of Zhiguo——

Sitting in the tent, Mo Xuan couldn't help frowning when Lou Xun read him the military briefing for the past month.

The accounts on the northwest frontier are very chaotic. If you go through them day by day, you will never see any major problems. If you line up the items for the ten days and a half months, you will find the inside story.

"Immediately summon several generals to gather, the king has something important to ask."

The author has something to say: On June 6rd, I will take the high school entrance examination, and my mother will not let me use the computer. This chapter was originally updated this week, but I clicked it wrong and posted it first, so it will not be updated this week.I hereby ask for leave.

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Supported by Lou Xun, Mo Xuan came to the tent dedicated for discussion and sat down on the main seat.

The tent was full of solemnity, only the generals' heavy and deliberately light breathing could be heard.

Those who went to the northwest frontier for reinforcements this time were all well-known military officers in the imperial court, including Nanchen, Beili, Dongyao and Xihan, and there was originally a township general, Xue Miao, let's not mention it for now.

Instead, Huang Tengzhong, the servant of the Ministry of War, was temporarily dispatched to join the battle with Huang Zehao as the seventh prince's adjutant.

The generals gathered here were all people who had already gone to the northwest to help out two months ago. They were already used to seeing the weak appearance of the Seventh Prince, and they just sneered at his move.

Huang Zehao and Lou Xun really feel sorry for him, they are all witnesses of those battles, they know that although the Seventh Prince has a weak and deceitful appearance, he is a resolute, loyal and brave person in his bones.

They were also really confused, the seventh prince pretended to be soft and vulnerable as soon as he arrived in the northwest.

Hearing their laughter, Huang Zehao immediately became anxious, and as soon as he slapped the table, he wanted to open his mouth to defend him.

Mo Xuan raised his eyes, and his eyes swept across his face, calm and unwavering, but it made people feel at ease.

Huang Zehao's anger was half extinguished immediately, and he silently put down his hand.

Mo Xuan nodded approvingly, Huang Zehao was his adjutant following Hu Guang's appointment, and he fought side by side with him once, and he admired him so much.

He always suspected that Huang Tengzhong's subtle influence over the years was unavoidable, but it was better to worship too much than to be rebellious.Mo Xuan simply let him go.

He cleared his throat, and looked at every general sitting on the table: "All the generals are my seniors, and I came to the northwest this time with the mentality of learning from the four generals and Huang Shilang,"

He paused for a moment, waiting for the generals who dared not be humble, whether true or false, and continued: "It's just that my seniors respect my safety, but the generals treat me like an illiterate vulgar person. "

His expression was restrained, and his tone was calm. Those generals thought he was just throwing a temper. In order to give them a blow, they immediately yelled aggrievedly: "How could it be? It's just that you are a bit blunt, but you also understand the difference between superiority and inferiority, how dare you fool the Seventh Prince?"

"Yeah, we are only relying on the dead salary of the imperial court. A general who lives for nothing is not as noble as the Seventh Prince. It's like lending us a million guts. We don't dare to do this kind of ambitious leopard. thing!"

One of the generals stood up, obviously there was something in his words, and he satirized Mo Xuan overtly and secretly.

It sounds like begging for mercy, showing that he has no courage to commit a crime, but it is actually a kind of accusation and complaint.

Tsk, when Huang Zehao heard it, he suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the person who spoke.

"Sit down." Mo Xuan said softly.

Huang Zehao felt a little wronged, he was obviously trying to avenge the Seventh Prince's grievances, but he was obstructed by this person time and time again: "General, I..."

"You, you, since the Seventh Prince has said that, you just listen, just sit and listen if you are obedient."

Huang Tengzhong immediately reprimanded him softly, and gave him a quiet wink on purpose: "You kid thought this was the capital, but this is the northwest, and you can just pick up a drummer from here who has seniority older than you. It's not a matter of minutes to kill you, the Seventh Prince is also new here, your actions are his reputation, if he wants to protect you, it will not be easy."

Seeing Huang Zehao's bulging face, he sat down reluctantly.Only then did the Seventh Prince turn to the person who spoke again.

Unfortunately, he still knew this person, the general who was still strong and strong during that spring hunt, and his sword was not old.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xuan read out the man's name: "Yao Huai."

"Yes." The man replied, with a provocative tone in his tone.

The seventh prince didn't care about the thorn in his words, but calmly stated the facts he had heard before: "On March [-]th, in the name of camp renovation and equipment innovation, you received two months' military pay in advance."

"So what?" Yao Huai replied forcefully.

Mo Xuan didn't pay attention to the bad tone, and continued reading on his own: "And at the beginning of this month, you took away two months of military pay again, and the person who beat you was under the same banner. You refused, and when he was in the northwest city, half of his foot was run over by a carriage driven by your soldiers, and he is still recuperating in the camp."

A trace of guilt flashed across Yao Huai's face, his face turned pale, and his tone was not as tough as before: "Yes, even if my soldiers did it, so what? This general has already punished him gone."

"Yeah." Mo Xuan was too lazy to talk to him, raised his eyebrows, and finished the sentence for him, "I fined him a few taels of silver, and then led others to apologize to him, but the old man is completely limping now. , The letter of complaint was forcibly suppressed and held in his own hands."

"However," Mo Xuan changed the subject again, "This king also sent his complaint letter to the capital yesterday, and I believe there will be an answer within half a month. It's just that the money for equipment and equipment that was taken away earlier has disappeared. I don't know how General Yao Huai wants to explain it?"

"The money is naturally spent where it should be spent." Yao Huai's confidence was obviously lacking.

Mo Xuan walked to his side and whispered a few words: "Really? Are the kilns on the northwest border easy to visit? Compared with the girls in the capital who are already tired of playing, it will be much more fun, right?

Sister-in-law and virtuous nephew are doing pretty well in the capital, right? While wearing gold and silver in the palace, they eat and drink in the sanctuary openly and honestly in the name of an incorruptible family and the general’s family, and eat and drink with them in the sanctuary. The people who are left with only skin and bones are grabbing food, so they must be living a very nourishing life, right? "

General Yao, you see what this king said is right, is it right?Also, how long has it been since the soldiers under your command have eaten meat, maybe a month, where did the military pay go? "

Yao Huai shivered, and his face gradually turned pale. He only told his closest generals about these things.

Where did all his money go?Even his wife, he dare not say.

Where did the Seventh Prince get this news and understand it so thoroughly?

Mo Xuan straightened up, and showed a gentle smile to the generals who looked like hell, sat back in his seat, and asked softly, "Can we have a good talk?"

They all cheered together, and said repeatedly: "Of course, of course it is possible."

Just kidding, even though Mo Xuan deliberately lowered his voice to say these words, but in fact, the entire tent is not enough space for a dozen people to stand in, what can't be heard?

In addition, all the people present were martial arts practitioners, and their hearing skills were naturally top-notch. They could all hear clearly what the Seventh Prince said just now, and they naturally understood how deep the Seventh Prince's water was.

Just kidding, no one wants to make such a big embarrassment in front of everyone, let alone a comrade who guards his back.

"Then I don't need to say any more, generals, first report how much money you have left for empty military pay."

Everyone reported it in unison, and he roughly estimated it in his heart. Although it was still a little short, he could reach the price in his heart at least.

He stopped being polite to them, and directly threw out his request: "Within half a month, this king will see a prison on the Northwest Army that can hold prisoners of war, traitors, and soldiers who violated discipline. Idle is also idle, why not use this as an opportunity to do something more meaningful. You say, right?"

"Of course, as long as the Seventh Prince wants it, how dare we not give it?" The faces of the generals laughed bitterly, and they nodded in unison as if they were in pain. This time they really borrowed their courage. Dare to say no.

They are all veterans and scoundrels on the battlefield. If anyone has not done those wicked things, if they can't get on the stage, their old face can't stand up to people's discussion. They are all afraid that the Seventh Prince will say those things. come out.

"Then let's adjourn the meeting." Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the Seventh Prince stopped messing around with other people's old arms and legs, and simply waved his hand, ending the meeting with great kindness.

He stood up, Lou Xun supported him, he still had such an appearance that could be insulted by anyone, but no one dared to think like this again.

Several generals froze in place, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until they watched the Seventh Prince walk out of the camp.

It wasn't until half a mile away that Lou Xun couldn't help asking: "No, my lord, you don't usually pay much attention to these things, why did you blurt out when you saw Yao Huai today?"

Mo Xuan smiled lightly first, and said casually: "Guess."

"What!" Lou Xun was startled, and couldn't help shouting.Then he lowered his voice with a guilty conscience: "Are you trying to fool those military officers with what you said just now?"

Mo Xuan: "It can't be called a fool, it's just that in order to achieve my own goal, I have to use any means. It makes Anji laugh."

Mo Xuan was still thinking about the unfinished design drawings in the tent, and his footsteps became a lot faster. Lou Xun had to trot all the way to keep up with him.

Lou Xun walked quickly to the station, and then gradually came to his senses, couldn't help but slapped his head, he was being tricked by the Seventh Prince again, without knowing it, he was depressed for most of the way, thinking about this.

The capital of Zhiguo, in the city of Chang'an—Rong Mo silently walked into a post station in the border town, where Lin Shengli and Lin Xiaoye had been waiting for a long time, and even made tea leisurely and elegantly.

Lin Xiaoye pretended to be surprised and said: "How can Your Highness be so leisurely and elegant today, and visit our small inn? It really makes the humble house flourish!"

He has a lovable baby face, and when he said this, it just made people feel full of sincerity, as if he had a high status in his eyes.

Lin Shengli consciously held his teapot and retreated into the inner room.

Rong Mo unceremoniously sat on the chair directly opposite Lin Xiaoye, took a sip of the tea on the table, and couldn't help frowning.

Lin Xiaoye smiled, knowing that he was not used to the shoddy tea here, but he didn't care. He didn't come here to ask for tea from him.

Although Rong Mo was not so idle, he put down the teacup in his hand and asked softly: "How about the soldiers who went to Lincheng for a month and asked for reinforcements?"

Lin Xiaoye lowered his eyes, with a low-browed and submissive expression: "I have damaged the horseshoes of the horse he is riding according to your instructions. Now if you count by walking, you should have arrived in Lincheng. I don't know. What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"Swap his horse for a good one, and bring reinforcements soon."

He raised his eyes, and there was a cold light in them.