After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

The scorching sun made the hall hot and stuffy, but due to Feng Qiwu's murderous words, a cold and solemn atmosphere suddenly swept through.

Suddenly, the hall was as cold as winter, and there was no sound at all.

The court officials argued vigorously about the throne, and what they said was exactly the same as what Feng Qiwu said, that is, they took sides and wanted to secure the throne for their master.

This was originally a private act, but now Feng Qiwu had exposed it and threatened them with words, which shocked them and frightened them so much that they dared not act presumptuously anymore.

For a long time, everyone in the hall remained silent.

Until a gust of hot wind blew, Feng Qiwu casually changed his posture, his voice was full of laughter, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Why are you all silent? Keep talking."

Hearing this, the court officials lowered their heads even more, and several of them, who were frightened by his aura, almost lost their legs.

"It seems that you all have no objections." Feng Qiwu waited for a long time but still didn't hear them speak.

How dare the court officials raise any objections?

The rumors of illegitimate bloodlines have been overturned. Although it is cruel and immoral to seek power and usurp the throne, the struggle for the throne has existed in all dynasties, and it has always been occupied by the capable.

Furthermore, although Feng Qiwu is vicious and bloodthirsty, his abilities are obvious to all. Perhaps, he really governs better than Helian Xiao did when he was in power?

Feng Qiwu stood up and said nonchalantly, "Since there is no objection, let's go."

The court officials did not dare to move until his figure had gone far away, then they realized what was happening and dispersed.

On the palace road, the four red walls tower into the clouds, and the scorching sun gives a burning sensation that makes your blood run cold. The golden and green eaves with their fangs and claws are stacked layer by layer in the sky, which is dull and depressing.

This is the place with the highest power and also the most magnificent cage.

Feng Qiwu was sitting lazily on the dragon chariot, with golden dragon heads engraved on the handles on both sides. He was puffing out smoke and holding a golden bead in his mouth, revealing his unmistakable majesty.

"Master, I just received a message." Qi Jiuzhu approached the dragon chariot and spoke carefully and quietly to Feng Qiwu.

Feng Qiwu raised her eyelids. Perhaps because she was too hot, her voice was lazy: "What's the news?"

Qi Jiuzhu took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Feng Qiwu did not open it immediately, but waited until he returned to the hall where he lived before casually unfolding the note and taking a cursory look at it.

I don't know where he read to, but Feng Qiwu's originally disrespectful attitude suddenly disappeared.

He once again picked up the note and read it carefully, with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

Qi Jiuzhu carefully observed the changes in his expression, and when he felt that it was almost time, he spoke: "Master, Miaojiang has colluded with the Turks and the Western Regions, and wants to attack Beilang from three sides. Their ambition is obvious."

"What's more, they even sent Feng Zhuyue to serve as the vanguard. If the attack fails, all the blame will be on Feng Zhuyue alone. What does it have to do with the other three parties? It's really a good plan."

Qi Jiuzhu's face was filled with indignation, and he cursed these foreigners with wolfish ambitions in his heart.

However, I don’t know where this note came from, and I don’t know how much truth or falseness is written on it.

"So, she is in Miaojiang..." Feng Qiwu only felt a tingling heat in his chest flowing through his whole body. He covered his lips lightly and almost laughed out loud with excitement.

Such a casual and unrestrained brushstroke on the paper is obviously from Wen Ranyan's hand.

Even though she was in Miaojiang, she was still concerned about his safety.

Feng Qiwu clutched the note tightly, his knuckles turning white with pain, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Qi Jiuzhu: “……?”

Only later did he realize who this "she" was.

No, the Miao people colluded with the Turks and the Western Regions and wanted to invade Beilang to kill, burn and loot, but you couldn't see that.

Is this all you saw?

Qi Jiuzhu's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Feng Qiwu folded the note and hid it in his sleeve, and was about to go out of the hall: "Prepare the horse, I want to go to Miaojiang."

Before Qi Jiuzhu could chase out and persuade him, he saw a young eunuch running towards him in a hurry, holding a battle report from the border in his hand.

"Your Majesty, a report of a battle has come in from the border. It says that Nanyang King Feng Zhuyue has led 100,000 cavalrymen to set up camp at the border of Beilang. They are coming with such force that I'm afraid they will soon attack the Beilang Imperial City."

The young eunuch knelt on the ground, his face turning pale with anxiety.

Feng Qiwu paused and glanced at the young eunuch indifferently. There was no warmth in his dark eyes, and there seemed to be a murderous aura around him. It was obvious that he was a little surprised that something went wrong.

"Feng Zhuyue is going to break in?" Feng Qiwu glanced at him a few times. Although he was not expecting it, it was the first time that someone called him His Majesty, and he felt it was quite novel.

The young eunuch lowered his eyebrows, not daring to look directly at the emperor, and said hesitantly: "It should be..."

Feng Qiwu raised an eyebrow and sneered, "You came quickly, but you are still so impatient."

Being so eager for quick success and instant benefits and not knowing how to use your brain, you deserve to be played around by others and used as a tool.

Since Feng Zhuyue is in a hurry to come and die, let him deal with the person first, and then go to Miaojiang to find her.

Anyway, it won’t take a few days.

The news that Feng Qiwu was going to lead the army in person spread like wildfire, and the court officials all looked worried and distressed.

Bei Lang had just been forced to abdicate a few days ago, and the political situation was unstable at that time. He finally accepted the fact that Feng Qiwu had succeeded to the throne. Now, Feng Zhuyue led another 100,000 cavalry to launch a war.

How can it never end, this keeps happening again and again?

The prosperity and tranquility of Beilang seems to have become a thing of the past, and no one knows when peace and stability will return.

At the same time, Feng Qiwu ignored others' dissuasion, put on armor, and took command with a red tassel.

The 100,000 cavalrymen he led crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, walked through the long and steep mountain roads, with great momentum and yellow sand filling the sky, and finally had a head-on confrontation with Feng Zhuyue's cavalrymen near the border.

A solemn wind arose, and the war was about to break out.

After just a few days, the troops led by Feng Zhuyue began to decline and were quickly defeated.

Feng Qiwu took advantage of the victory to pursue them, blocking them in a natural valley and attacking them from both sides.

Such a fierce battle may have alarmed the sky. Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, thunder and lightning roared, and soon it started to rain heavily.

Wen Ranyan had been being hunted by the Miao army these days, and now there was a sudden rainstorm. Even she, who was usually good-tempered, frowned, and became even more irritable.

"Well--"

After killing the last Miao soldier, Wen Ranyan held up a red paper umbrella, stepped on the blood on the ground, and quickly entered a nearby cave to shelter from the rain.

The summer rainstorm comes quickly and goes away quickly. It only takes a cup of tea for the rain to stop and the sky gradually clears up.

The coolness after the rain quickly disappeared and the weather became hot and humid again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from nearby, Wen Ranyan didn't want to stay in the cave any longer, and in the blink of an eye he leaped out like a spirit swallow.

The Miao army behind her continued to pursue her.

After bypassing the turbulent river and passing through the sun-blocking jungle, Wen Ranyan accidentally entered a natural valley.

The valley was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river. Even though it had just rained heavily, it could not cover up the pungent smell of blood.

It was desolate and deserted since ancient times, but now it has become a natural burial place.

Listening to the sound of pursuit getting closer and closer behind her, Wen Ranyan's red lips curled slightly, her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"You are so persistent in pursuing me. It seems that you also want to be buried here..."