The phoenix pattern is surging

After reading the secret report in his hand, Yue Hengping stared intently, handed the secret report to Ye Wenzhi who was standing beside him, and said in a deep voice, "How many people are left in Huining?"

"Fifty thousand is not enough."

"You actually slaughtered nearly half of my troops?" Yue Hengcheng sneered, "It seems that I underestimated him, Ji Suiqing."

Ye Wenzhi twirled his beard and thought for a while, then said: "Beiye Jiangjue is good at scheming, if he hadn't been a hindrance this time, Huining must have been in my pocket, what's more, even Beiye would not be spared. It's a pity If you can’t hit it with one blow, I’m afraid it will be a permanent trouble.”

Yue Hengxing stared at the map of the Eleven Kingdoms with his hands behind his back, and then clicked on Huining's position, with a dark light in his eyes: "I never thought that the one who ruined my chess game was actually his little Huining."

Ye Wenzhi sighed: "If you pull a hair now, your whole body will be moved. Your Majesty will make a decision in the morning."

"What do you think?"

"In my opinion, it is better to withdraw the troops for the time being. Danfeng is located on the border of Xiping, and the two countries have now established a good alliance. If our country attacks and annexes rashly, it will inevitably provoke counterattacks from other countries. I am afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses. , the capital is not guaranteed."

"The capital is in danger? You are worrying too much, Ye Xiang."

Ye Wenzhi shook his head, and said eloquently: "It's not that the minister's ambition and other people's aspirations will destroy his prestige, but that once Huining changes, it will definitely bring hidden dangers to my border city. Your Majesty, withdrawing troops is only a stopgap measure. Everyone knows that as far as Danfeng's location is concerned, this place is not a place where military strategists live for a long time. It is only suitable for a quick attack, not a long-term defense. Xiping has to be blessed to enjoy this piece of land that must be contested."

With a determined look on his face, Yue Hengping glanced back and forth between Huining and Danfeng a few times, finally sighed, and said in a deep voice: "I'd like to see if he, Yin Qian, has this blessing."

Hearing what he said, Ye Wenzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Hengcheng frowned and thought for a while, then asked without turning his head: "I always feel that something is wrong. Bei Ye shouldn't have easily withdrawn his troops."

Ye Wenzhi coughed in embarrassment: "I heard some rumors, I don't know if they are true or not."

"Say."

"It is said that Nan Liuliran was seriously injured and has not been seen for a long time, but Beiye has added a new prince." Ye Wenzhi raised his eyes to look at Yue Hengping, and said, "That child was added in the army."

"Where did you get the news?" Yue Hengcheng raised his eyebrows, apparently not believing it.

Ye Wenzhi stroked his gray beard, and continued: "The rumors leaked by Xiping, there is no way to verify whether it is true or not. However, I have heard of a mountain legend."

"Mountain legend?"

Ye Wenzhi chuckled: "That's right. It was recorded in the wild talk that the body of a phoenix is ​​yang in shape, and also a yin god. It can be yin or yang. It is the blood of the ancient Yin clan; it has been passed down to this day, and it is rare to see it. Men of the Yin clan, Marriage and intercourse, conceive a red fetus, is a gift from God."

Yue Hengping was silent for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice: "This matter is too absurd to be believed."

Ye Wenzhi was noncommittal, and smiled: "I think it's somewhat believable. Now, there is only one person who succeeds Beiye. If it really is Nan Liuliran, the situation will be even more intriguing."

Yue Hengcheng didn't answer, it seemed that he listened three points.

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Jiang Jue didn't seem to know that Li Ran had read the contents of the letter, so he just stared at him carefully, and finally smiled lightly: "Do you want me to fasten it for you?"

Li Ran looked down, feeling embarrassed.After buttoning the buttons, the letter was gone.Jiang Jue didn't mention it, and he didn't bother to ask.

Feeling dizzy all the way, I finally arrived at Luocheng [-] days later.

Outside the east gate, there was no sound.

The guard of honor to welcome the emperor back to the court is flying in the wind, showing a solemn state of treasure.

Everyone stood with their heads bowed in absolute silence.

When the holy car approached the east gate, the voices of civil and military officials shouted three times for long live came out louder and louder, and there were black knees on both sides of the pipe.

Li Ran glanced out through the curtain, and vaguely felt that the momentum was too large, unlike Yin Chen's style, and while he was puzzled, he also had some thoughts.

After entering the palace, at the corner of Feng Palace, a child wearing a deep purple brocade robe and a golden crown rushed towards the direction of the car.

After a distance of dozens of steps, Li Ran recognized the child, opened the curtain and made a gesture to jump down, but was stopped by Jiang Jue with a face full of horror.

After a while, Jiang Yi was brought up, and when he saw Li Ran, he didn't cry or fuss, but looked at him with red eyes, with a stubborn look on his face.

Li Ran stretched out his hand and hugged the little guy into his arms, his face moved: "Silly boy, cry if you want, I won't laugh at you."

Jiang Yi hugged his neck tightly, buried his face in the socket of his neck, and shook his head: "Yi'er doesn't cry. Dad said that men don't shed tears when they bleed. Yi'er is a man, so he can't cry."

While Li Ran was laughing, he felt sour for no reason. He rubbed the little guy's head, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes: "Sure enough, he is quite sensible, and deserves to be commended."

Jiang Yi shook his head solemnly: "Father, I don't want a reward."

"Oh? Then what do you want?"

Jiang Yi stared at him for a moment, and when Li Ran became more and more puzzled, he kissed him on the face with a satisfied face: "I only want Dad."

Li Ran laughed loudly, lifted Jiang Yi up, and kissed the handsome face of the little guy with a smile: "He's still a silly kid who won't grow up."

Jiang Yi was so amused that he giggled, Jiang Jue couldn't see it, and persuaded: "Xiao Ran, you are not well yet, don't mess around."

"I know I know. I have my measure."

"It's really good to have a sense of proportion."

Jiang Jue was deeply helpless, but seeing the tumultuous posture of the two of them, he also understood that the so-called "I have a sense of proportion" is open to question.

After getting off the imperial chariot, Li Ran was walking in with Jiang Yi in his arms, when Leng might as well hear a baby crying from behind.

Jiang Yi was surprised and surprised: "Father, who is crying?"

Li Ran rubbed his eyebrows in embarrassment, and didn't know how to respond for a while, but Jiang Jue smiled lightly and said, "Your father will tell you later."

Jiang Yi nodded solemnly, but his big eyes like black ink balls never left Jiang Ruohui, who was still in his infancy.

After entering the hall, Jiang Yi pointed to the bright yellow baby in the old mother's hand, and asked curiously, "Father, who is he?"

Li Ran stroked his forehead, and was thinking about how to explain it, so as not to embarrass himself but also let the little guy understand. Before he could speak, the three girls embraced the old mother happily, with excited expressions.

"Our Second Highness is really cute."

"Your Highness must have suffered a lot."

"Fortunately, there is no danger. The Second Highness is very good-looking. He really got the blessing of the Buddha. The 660 six sticks of incense were not wasted."

"Where is Xiao Liu? It's been a long time, why haven't I seen him?"

"That guy must be slacking off again!"

"Huh! Say what you say without leaving His Highness half a step away, and never let His Highness lose a hair! See if I don't tear his mouth apart later!"

The three of them talked one after another, but the old mother winked frequently but it was too late.