The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 389 Setting 34 Ban Su's lonely prince (6)

When the cock crowed, Murong Yin, who was about to go out to attack the city, received a secret letter from her sister Murong Lian.

After reading the secret letter, his complexion changed drastically, and he immediately withdrew with a large army.

"General, the troops are approaching the city. If you retreat at this time, you will be ridiculed by the people of the world!" The military adviser stopped the commander from going his own way.

"Get out of the way." Murong Yin raised his strong bow and aimed it at his brow, with a loud voice.

"General!" The military master wanted to persuade him again, but the arrow flew by his ear, and the hot blood fell on his shoulder, but he didn't care.

"I don't want to listen to it a second time." Murong Yin put away his strong bow, and galloped away on the horse, billowing smoke and dust covered the military commander's face.

"General, if you don't attack Nanyang this time, there will be no chance in the future." The middle-aged scholar lay down on the ground, letting his tears flow.

He had deduced the astrolabe last night, a hundred years ago, only today would be the best time to seize Nanyang.

And Nanyang is the barrier of Jiankang. If you miss the good time, there will be no possibility of taking over Jiankang in the future.

The people of Nanyang, who were ready to fight to the death, looked at the Murong soldiers fleeing like bereaved dogs below the city, all of them puzzled.

They looked at the prince who stood on the city wall and guarded Nanyang City with them for three days. His robes were rumbling fiercely, his white clothes were as bright as snow, and his back was lonely.

When Murongyin was about to besiege Nanyang, the aristocratic families in the city who said they would protect them all escaped if they could, and those who could not escape built a high wall to protect themselves, and none of them thought of them common people.

The prince who was far away in Jiankang galloped thousands of miles and brought his own army to guard their city walls, protect their wives and daughters, and comfort their hearts, but he never said a word.

Such a prince is the one worthy of their following, the one worthy of their respect.

The common people were all moved by the prince's kindness, no one saw that there was a beauty in his arms, the beauty's eyes were dull at this time, and some questioned what they saw.

"Qingqing traveled thousands of miles looking for me, but didn't die at the same time as me, do you feel unwilling?"

"No...not..." She hoped that he would live more than anyone else.

"Qingqing wants to know why they left? Is there any fraud? Will Nanyang be kept?"

This is also a question that the exhausted Nanyang city lord is eager to know. After a few breaths, it seems like a long day, and he can hear the young man beside him whispering slowly, "Emperor Murong died suddenly last night, and the beloved concubine Murong Lian was killed." The empress is in death row and ready to be executed immediately, Murong Yin and her sister, mother and compatriots, how could they bear it."

It turned out to be so, so it turned out to be so!
These days, seeing that he always looks calm and calm, I just thought he was trying to pretend to be a celebrity. It turned out that he had installed spies in Murong's harem early in the morning, and only waited for the critical moment to be mobilized.

The city lord of Nanyang knelt down on his knees and sincerely bowed to the young man, "The crown prince is strategizing and winning a decisive victory thousands of miles away. This is indeed the blessing of Nanyang and the people of the Manchu Dynasty."

"Get up. Nanyang is saved, but the soldiers of Nanyang have to practice." Yuan Jin supported the beauty and walked away lightly, still in a fairy posture.

The Lord of Nanyang didn't dare to look at it anymore, he was afraid that God would take such a genius away, but he thought of those emaciated guards in the city, and also thought of those old nobles who only knew how to enjoy themselves but didn't dedicate themselves. Make a long whistle.

The people of Nanyang who escaped from the dead screamed at the same time, and the roar resounded through the sky for a while, causing Jiankang to shake.

The people in Jiankang, who didn't know the truth, only thought that Nanyang City was broken, and many people spontaneously wailed in the direction of Nanyang to pay homage to it.

Moyang was slaughtered and Nanyang City was destroyed. Is it still far from their prosperity?
The dispatch of eight hundred miles was sent to the court, and the emperor stepped down from the dragon chair for the first time, and saw him repeatedly head towards Nanyang, and then the eunuchs around him read to the civil and military officials: "No grass or tree in Nanyang was injured. The old lair. The prince will return to Jiankang tomorrow."

The officials in the court were shocked. All the officials spontaneously kowtowed to the ground and praised the stern-faced young prince.

Even those officials who originally supported Xiaoyao Wang are wondering whether they have made a wrong choice at this moment.

To defeat Murong Yin without using a single soldier, this kind of resourcefulness is really the best candidate for the future emperor.

Empress Xie, who got the news from the palace, breathed a sigh of relief and fainted to the ground.

"Empress Empress, Empress Empress, wake up..." The female officer who served her personally hurriedly asked the palace maid to summon a female doctor.

After waking up, Empress Xie generously rewarded the palace servants, changed into bright court clothes, and walked to the emperor's bedroom.

Since she knew that the prince had gone to Nanyang City, she dared not close her eyes day and night, for fear of any unexpected news from outside the palace.

It is good for the crown prince to keep Nanyang, but if she can't keep Nanyang, she will find a way to let the family send someone to bring him back to Jiankang.

Now, the prince not only kept Nanyang City, but also gained a great reputation.

The crown prince kept the position of crown prince, that is to say, she kept the glory of her Xie family. She was actually dizzy with joy before.

In Xie's mansion, Xie Chunjiao was so angry that she tore the handkerchief when she learned from her father that the prince would return to Jiankang soon.

Knowing that going to Nanyang City would be safe and sound, in order to win the prince's brother's favor, she also went with Xie's private soldiers.

However, it is too late to say a thousand words and ten thousand words.

Cui Daofu is probably the calmest person in Jiankang City right now.

Because his concubine won the fight.

Even if the status of a concubine is low and cannot reach the position of crown princess, it is enough to match a crown prince and side concubine.

His Cui family will also go up to the next level, maybe it is possible to sit on an equal footing with Wang Xie's family.

In the carriage back to Jiankang, Cui Wanqiu always secretly looked at the crown prince with her eyes closed, she just felt that she couldn't get enough of it, and wished she could engrave him in her heart.

"Does Qingqing want to put me in her sleeve and play with me sooner or later?" The young man raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were shallow and indifferent.

Cui Wanqiu avoids his gaze, remembering that day on the city wall, he said, "I waited for nearly three days, I waited for you, I thought that my life was not in vain", as if it was a lifetime ago.

"'Wanqiu' is too sad, it's not a good name. When you left, you kowtowed to repay Cui's kindness for raising you, and the surname 'Cui' is no longer suitable for you." Yuan Jin raised his hand to stroke the girl's cheek, and flicked Flicking her forehead, he said domineeringly yet gently, "Let's call her Xinzhi. Give me my surname 'Qin'."

"Qin Xinzhi, Xinzhi, what a nice name." The girl covered her forehead and said to herself, as if her life was drawn with new vitality by this name, and her eyes burst out with vitality.

Later, in the deep palace, she no longer had the right to have fun wantonly, and whenever she thought of what the young man said today, she always smiled genuinely.

That day was not the happiest day in her life, but it was her new life.

She, Qin Xinzhi, has had a name in Jiankang and in this world since that day.

(End of this chapter)