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    Coming out of the school yard where the stage was located, Prince Pingxi did not choose to return to Prince Fu's Mansion, but went straight out of the city and returned to the camp outside the city.

    After a good night's sleep on a good bed and a good quilt, and looking at his handsome tent that looks solemn but actually simple, the prince shook his head, sighed, and smiled again.

    "Dahu, go ask the theater troupe, if you are willing to go with us, you can take it with you, if you don't, it doesn't matter."

    "Yes, my lord!"

    After Liu Dahu walked out of the tent, the Juggernaut said, "If he asks, he may not leave."

    Change the image of Zheng Man, who is almost handsome, and Chen Xianba, who is more heroic,

    The troupe would probably think that the prince fell in love with the opera. If they don't leave, the Yan people will get angry and kill people. There is no option not to leave.

    However, Liu Dahu has an honest face, and he is also honest in his bones. He will definitely swear to protect the prince on the battlefield, but on weekdays, it will inevitably give people a feeling of insufficient deterrence;

    And the prince also added the sentence "It doesn't matter", then there is a high probability that Liu Dahu really went to discuss it.

    "This king gave them a chance. Their daughters assassinated this king. Is it possible that this king has to enshrine them, crying and telling them to come with me to save their lives?"

    "Too."

    The prince picked up the teacup, blew on it, and asked:

    "Old Yu, how do you feel?"

    "What does it feel like?"

    "The feeling of traveling along the way."

    "It's okay. The scenery in the dry land is really good. I have been to Jiangnan before, and the scenery is even better."

    "You know that's not what I asked."

    "I used to think that the retainers of the three Jin families were all short-sighted and only cared about luxury and enjoyment, but when they really touched their roots, they would rise up and resist.

    The Yan people won the Helian family and the Wen family, and they also won the territory on the basis of destroying these two elites.

    After Situ's family was nearly avalanche in Xueguan, Situ Lei was able to fight hard before he died.

    But this guy"

    "That's why the imperial court treats Jin as equals. Basically, Jin people and Yan people may have a biased distinction, but in terms of governance, in fact, Yan and Jin were almost equal from the beginning.

    ?Because the imperial court was afraid that the Jin people would rise up to rebel, and did not want the land of Jin to become a quagmire that the imperial court had to fall into.

    And if it was the Qian state that was destroyed at the beginning, the expropriation and demand for the dry land would definitely be much higher than that of the Jin land, because the resistance of the dry people could be controlled.

    When wolves demand from sheep, they will be more unscrupulous.  "

    "I didn't expect that the imperial court would bully the weak and fear the strong when administering government?"

    "Since ancient times, children who can bark have been given sweets to eat. There is a big difference between those who dare to rebel and those who dare not, and those who are rebellious can be calmed down quickly and difficultly or not at all. These differences are actually very big."

    "Just like your Jindong."

    "right."

    "But you just said to that Jing Niang before that there is actually no difference between Yan people and Gan people."

    "But the influence of the upper layer on the lower layer, even if it is scraping the bone to cure the poison, will never be restored overnight."

    "Then why did you lead troops out of Nanmen Pass and come here again?"

    "It's been several years. If you give it another few years, it can't be described as a day and a night. Maybe, five years? Ten years? One after another, one after another.

    When the day comes,

    I sat there watching the play,

    It was not the actors on the stage who wanted to kill me, but the group of people in official uniforms.

    This dry country,

    How else to fight?  "

    "So, you are also bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

    "You can't say that. After all, you can't blame others for not having martial arts, and like picking up soft persimmons. First of all, you have to blame yourself for being soft."

    Zheng Fan said to Chen Xian domineeringly: "The order will be passed on, the whole army will speed up its rest and reorganization, and the grain, grass and military supplies will be counted now."

    "Here!"

    Zheng Fan looked at Zheng Man again:

    "Order Chen Xiong to lead the vanguard and set off to the south immediately to meet Mr. San's sentry cavalry spies."

    "Here!"

    "Are you going to start?" the sword master asked.

    "yes."

    Zheng Fan turned the inkstone in front of him,

    "I'm afraid there, so I'm in a hurry."

    "Which side?"

    "What do you think, which side can it be?"

    "Where are you waiting?"

    "It's impossible to wait for me in Shangjing, my army can onlyWhether to fight, when to fight, whether to fight according to the agreement, Zheng Fan hasn't decided yet, but it doesn't prevent him from agreeing first.

    Promises, moral integrity, ancient benevolence, etc., are not worth mentioning on the battlefield of intrigue.

    only,

    When this letter from King Pingxi was sent out,

    at dusk,

    An envoy was sent from the northern barracks to deliver a second letter.

    Chen Xianba opened the letter and delivered it to the prince.

    The prince read the letter,

    Then he turned his head to look at the Juggernaut standing beside him,

    road:

    "I think my character is back."

    The Juggernaut was a little puzzled.

    "hehe."

    The prince patted the envelope,

    road:

    "Isn't it a decisive battle in the day after tomorrow? Prime Minister Han promised me to meet in front of the two armies tomorrow. It was also marked that according to ancient rituals, you can choose a flag bearer to accompany you."

    This is actually the same as the fact that the two armies do not kill their envoys when they are fighting. It is a customary etiquette that has been passed down for many years;

    But in the past few years, this etiquette was humiliated to the ground by one person.

    But right now,

    The same person received the same invitation again.

    "Old Yu."

    "Why, do you want me to be your banner bearer again, beheading an old man in his eighties?"

    "Aren't you going?"

    "I don't want to go. It can be said that beheading Gerimu back then was a matter of righteousness. What about now?"

    "Hey, this is not allowed, you have to go."

    Prince Pingxi patted the table vigorously,

    road:

    "If that old man doesn't talk about martial arts and is very bad, and the flag bearer next to him is Bailijian, then what should I do? ?
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