[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

Prince Jing Yuecan was captured, instantly breaking the stalemate on both sides of the Huai River.

In the fifth year of Ding'an, on November [-]th, An Wang Yuexuan tied Jing Wang Yuecan across the river on the north bank of the Huai River, and forced Jing Wang's son Yue Xian to surrender and release him.

Prince Jing's son Yue Xian glanced across the river, then went back to the camp.

The main account of the rebel army camp, several old ministries invited King Jing's son Yue Xian to take the life of King Jing Yue Can as the most important thing, Yue Xian listened expressionlessly, and remained unmoved.

The half-page information written on the imperial account of the rebellious army came out from the hands of the emperor, and finally fell into the hands of King Jing Yuecan.

Yue Can glanced at the ten lines for a few times, and chuckled: "These people have been with me for many years, so naturally they are more concerned about my life."

"But the one who should be the most scruples seems to be a little indifferent." An Wang Yuezhen gave Yue Can a lazy look, and laughed lightly.

Without changing his face, Yue Can took a sip of the warm burning knife, and comforted him softly: "Eldest Uncle, don't need to be angry, Brother Xian will not embarrass Second Uncle."

"..." She smiled captivatingly, but her eyes were filled with coldness.

Yue Jun stared at Yue Can silently, stretched his waist and walked out of the imperial tent, and sighed casually as he walked: "It's a pity that Father Hu gave birth to a dog, and Yue Xiankong grew up a whole body of flesh, but Can't bear it before he was born." Brother's courage, otherwise he would have ended up that traitor quickly, which would have saved my heart."

"Brother Xian, if you really end up with the second uncle..." Yue Can raised his eyebrows and looked at the crimson figure. Looking at Yue Can with a non-smiling smile, he gave him the answer in a slow voice, "This king will wield a knife to add to the fun, and send him to be a companion with that traitor on Huangquan Road, so as to save loneliness."

Yue Can shrugged and didn't say another word.

Because he was close to his second uncle's father since he was a child, the eldest uncle who came back from the sky never treated him very much, and he was used to the swordsmanship in words.

It was supposed to be a matter of discussion, but the monarch had just produced a piece of information, and King Jing, who was known as a rebel against the king and a prisoner, first had a quiet conversation with the commander of the rebellion army, Wang An.

Moreover, looking at this situation, it seems that Wang An is about to give up his picks again...

Shen Lanqing, who was watching the play silently, stood behind the monarch by watching his ears, nose, nose and heart, twitched the corners of his mouth secretly, and quietly poured a cup of wine for my monarch.

The emperor, who was watching from the sidelines, finally held his wine glass and called An Wang who was about to open the curtain to go out: "An Wang, the matter has not yet reached a conclusion, and don't rush to leave."

"No..." An Wangyue waved his hands, "Your Majesty can make up his mind about everything, so I don't need you to worry about it. When His Majesty has made up his mind, let Master Xiao Shen go and inform me. "

"When the time comes, I will do what His Majesty says."

After finishing speaking, An Wang Yuexun left the imperial tent without looking back.

"Little ones, it's time to practice your words with me!"

Wang An's daily scolding faintly spread into the imperial tent, Yue Yu raised his eyebrows, and turned his eyes to Yue Can: "Brother Lao wrote a few letters."

After the letters were written and sealed, all of them were sent to the military camp on the south bank of the Huai River, and there was no further movement.

Until the fifth year of Ding'an, on November 27, heavy fog fell from the sky.

As usual, King An Yuexuan led several loud generals around the fish pot to eat and scold at the north bank of the Huai River. The sound of war drums sounded suddenly on the other bank, and Prince Jing's son Yue Xian suddenly sent troops without warning. Leading an army of 30 to cross the river, the situation is like a broken bamboo.

On the Huai River, the Pingni army that hastily intercepted was defeated.

With a loud bang, the flag fell, the hull of the ship cracked, and the blood of the soldiers in green robes immediately stained the Huai River red.

The young man in black armor jumped up and jumped onto the remaining warship nearby. He swung his saber and danced vigorously, bringing out patches of dazzling red.

The Dayue soldiers who were lucky enough not to be cut in half by the saber fell into the water one after another, either holding on to the driftwood or dragging the rope ladder on the boat, struggling to their death.

In the blink of an eye, the rebellion army suffered numerous casualties.

Huo Ran got up, turned over the steaming pot, wrapped the black saber with a long silver whip, An Wang Yuexuan stopped the blood-stained prince Jing with a cold face, his usual lazy and casual face was stained with evil spirit.

Rebellion is fine, but never rebellion.

The Yue family all had such an unspoken bottom line in their hearts, but now, Yue Xian shattered this bottom line without any scruples.

Among the 30 troops behind him, 20 are from the Dazheng Navy, how can they bear it?

Wang An was obviously moved with real anger, a long whip was like a real dragon full of anger, whipping and whipping away the soul.

King An suppressed Prince Jing's son. However, on the Huai River, the green-robed soldiers were still suppressed by 30 sailors, unable to fight back.

After surveying the situation on the battlefield expressionlessly, Yue Yu issued two orders in disbelief.

He gave it to King An, Yue Jun: "Catch Yue Xian alive."

The other said to Shen Lanqing who was beside him: "Bang the drum, retreat."

Less than three or four out of ten soldiers in green robes returned to the north bank of the Huai River alive.

As soon as he retreated to the back of Pao Ze, he quickly began to assist Pao Ze in defending with red eyes and evil spirits without any orders.

The war drum was rumbling, and Shen Lanqing waved the drumstick unhurriedly, with a calm and murderous look, the hammer hit the hearts of the soldiers.

The green-robed soldiers put their lives on the defensive, and finally gradually moved back to the disadvantaged position.

With a handsome face, the crimson battle armor and the black iron armor are time and time again, Yue Jun dances the silver whip and fights Yue Xian in the middle of the Huai River, gaining all the upper hand.

The stream of light flashed quickly, and the long whip swayed with the flipped wrist, and when it touched Yue Xian's wrist, it turned suddenly and attacked Yue Xian's dantian.

This time, Yue Jun did not show mercy at all. Seeing that Yue Xian was inevitable, Jing Wang Yuecan staggered his eyes without a trace, but followed the dark red figure that suddenly lay between Yue Xuan and Yue Xian. His eyes fixed back to the middle of the Huai River.

The long sword held the silver whip, and someone stood in front of Yue Xian, confronting Yue Min coldly in mid-air.

The bright red brocade robe, the silver mask that covered half of the face, this outfit, Shen Lanqing once saw it on Kunlun Mountain for eight years.

The attire was the same, but his eyes were as cold as ice and as sharp as a sword, and he stuck the master back in Shen Lanqing's throat abruptly.

The sound of war drums was still steady, and his expression was still calm, but Shen Lanqing's mind had been disturbed.

First, Xiao Nanbei was guarding Prince Rui in Prince Jing's mansion, and now there is another person who looks like Master Qipa, who rescued Prince Jing's son during the battle between the two armies...

What the hell is Xuantian Sect doing?

Focusing on the generals of Dazheng in red battle armor, Shen Lanqing couldn't help wondering in his heart, could it be that this state religion, which was increasingly ignored by the monarch, secretly colluded with the Dazheng royal family?

Given the origin of the Shen family and the Xuantian Sect, if the speculation turns out to be true, it would be a big disaster!

According to Second Uncle himself, he insisted on staying in Xuantian Sect to succeed Xuantian Sect as head teacher in order to leave a way out for the descendants of the Shen family.

The person's skill is unpredictable, and he still has the upper hand in the fight with Wang An and Yue Xun.

Prince Jing's son Yue Xian regained his composure from the shock, raised his saber, and stepped up to the north bank of the Huai River ahead of the arrow rain.

On the shore, there are more and more rebels, and the rebellious soldiers guarding the shore are gradually lost.

With a blank face, he stared at the dark red figure in the air for a moment, and Yue Yu used his internal strength to spread the order to the entire battlefield: "Retreat for fifty miles."

Even though they were unwilling, a group of soldiers still obeyed the military order, fought and retreated, and quickly retreated to the rolling mountains behind.

Fifty miles is the limit, and after that there is a narrow road ten feet wide.

Ming Jin, withdraw troops, and temporarily cease fighting.

The army of rebellion set up camp with their backs leaning against the road, and the 20 rebels and the [-] Zheng army all went ashore, stretched a long line, and settled down along the Huai River.

On the battlefield, the evil spirit is lingering.

After leaving the battlefield, An Wang Yuezhen became that unpredictable beautiful prince again, he wiped away the blood splashed on his cheek, and licked it: "Little Ice Cube, it seems that you are not as good as your third brother!" See you later!"

Although there were only four people in the tent, in front of King Jing, this provocation was too naked and inexplicable.

The atmosphere in the tent was very strange, Shen Lanqing was full of doubts, and acted as his part-time servant submissively, made tea, and presented it to the monarch and the two princes in turn.

Wang An accepted the cup of tea with a smile on his face, but looked at Prince Jing as he used the tea as mouthwash.

Prince Jing, on the other hand, was so deep in the essence that he turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye, sipped the tea slowly, and praised it with a look of disdain: "Good tea."

Only my lord is the most normal, taking the tea cup as usual, but this is again...

Shen Lanqing lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes, and he had to admit with great pleasure that it was his misjudgment just now, and my lord is actually not normal.

Putting the teacup on the table, Yue Yu quietly grabbed Shen Qing's wrist, dragged him to the left and sat down, picked up the teapot, poured a cup with his own hands, pushed it in front of Shen Lanqing, and looked up at King An: "It's okay, at least in front of uncle's eyes, I have seen more than third brother."

"You have a conscience, not like your third brother... Huh." Wang An snorted coldly.

King Jing, who had been hit by several arrows in the knee, finally reacted, put down the teacup slowly, raised his eyes, did not look at King An, but stared at Shen Lanqing inexplicably, and rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips, pondering for a while. He said vaguely to Yue Yu: "Your Majesty, the arrow has been wound, but there are some problems. Next, you need to make up your mind whether to loosen the string and withdraw the arrow or open the bow to release the arrow. After all..." There are some inside stories that only you know .

"There is no turning back when you open the bow. This matter has been planned for many years, and you can't give up all your previous work just because of a little accident..." Yue Yu slowly squeezed the five fingers of Shen Qing's hand, and said calmly, "Third brother, don't worry, Yue Xian won't worry about it." There will be no surprises.”

"That's right, this king just wanted to waste that bastard's kung fu, and never thought of taking off his little arms and legs."

"Thank you, Candai Quanzi, for your mercy."

"No thanks, anyway, that is also the king's grandnephew."

"..."

After a few more gossips, Prince Jing and Prince An left the imperial tent one after another.

There are only two monarchs and ministers left in the account.

The warm fingertips touched the smiling eyebrows, slid along the slightly raised eyebrows to the temples, and fell behind the ears.

The sharp and cold brows and eyes gradually became warm and softened, and the monarch said in a low voice with a smile: "Shen Qing, if you have any questions in your mind, you may as well ask me directly."

There are too many questions, but...

"The minister asked, will His Majesty tell the truth?"

"I don't need it, and I dare not lie to my lady."

Shen Lanqing raised her eyebrows and looked at my lord, with a half smile but not a smile: "Shouldn't you just stop talking after you finish speaking?"

"Heh!" The monarch smiled lowly, grabbed Shen Qing's thin waist, and hooped it towards himself, with a different kind of deep meaning in his eyes, he said with a deep smile, "That's not sure..."

"Maybe if I can't control myself, I will eat Shen Qing alive."

"Shen Qing, do you still have to ask?"

"Naturally, it's a rare opportunity to interrogate His Majesty. How can I miss it?" Holding the monarch's jaw with his index finger, his thumb gently stroked the slightly protruding stubble. Shen Lanqing stared into my monarch's eyes with a smile, no He asked quickly, "Your Majesty, have you seen your tutor?"