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In the early morning of the next day, His Highness Yonghui was invited by Gongsun Zhe's envoy, saying that he had something to discuss.

As soon as His Highness left, Liu Shibo came to pay his respects in the morning light, but he didn't see His Highness, but he saw the military adviser sitting in front of the makeup table in His Highness's room, painting his eyebrows.

In this way, Liu Shibo already understood the reason without even bothering to guess—His Royal Highness and Master Military Advisor, after all... they are still too young after all... After all, they decided to walk on this thorny road...

Jun Xizhu saw Liu Shibo shaking his head and sighing softly, put down the wooden comb calmly, and said indifferently: "If you don't have any important matters, sir, how about going for a walk with Lingxue to the south gate?"

Liu Shibo nodded obediently, led the way, and stepped out of the room. Jun Xizhu straightened his sleeves in front of the bronze mirror on the makeup table, and followed closely behind.

The two of them didn't speak from the moment they left the General's Mansion until they arrived at the South City Gate. Liu Shibo had something to say and didn't know where to start, and Jun Xizhu was so unpredictable that people couldn't understand what she meant by this move.

On the way, Liu Shibo wondered several times whether the military adviser wanted to talk to him about the shocking relationship between himself and His Highness, or wanted to ask him what he thought of this relationship... He guessed a thousand times Like, but he never guessed that what Jun Xizhu wanted to tell him had nothing to do with it.

The two of them were on the tall wall of West Wind City that had collapsed due to the flames of war, looking at the undulating and winding mountains outside the city - the morning glow on the top of the mountain reflects the flowing clouds, the wind blows the forest on the mountainside, and the mountains and rivers are as green as blue...

Blue sky, clear water, breeze, flowing clouds, morning glow - like a fairyland on earth!Involuntary sinking.

"This situation, this scene, is it beautiful?!" Suddenly, Jun Xi suddenly asked.

Liu Shibo was intoxicated by this scene, when Jun Zhong Xizhu asked this question, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, and then he realized, and replied: "The country is picturesque! It's really beautiful!"

Liu Shibo inadvertently stated the cruelty of reality—the mountains and rivers are as picturesque as they are beautiful!

Therefore, throughout the ages, there will be so many people who will give everything for the word "Jiangshan"!

"Yes! The mountains and rivers are picturesque!" Jun Xizhu turned around and looked at the Xifeng City, which was several times more depressed than before, and his eyes wandered to a certain place on the West Street, where the hoarse sound of horses could be heard.

Liu Shibo was a little surprised. Ordinarily, at this time, there should not be horses whining in Xifeng City. As early as a few days ago, Gongsun Zhe had started to recruit soldiers and horses in the city to collect food. from the street?

At a glance, he saw that it was an extremely thin old mare with gray and curly fur, which was being led along West Street by an old woman with frost hair in a tattered linen robe.

Grass was planted on the old mare's head, and it was obvious that the frost-haired woman was planning to sell the horse.

A few people came forward to inquire, but they shook their heads and walked away after looking at the horse. Gradually, no one was willing to take a look at the old horse and the old woman.

"Sir, have you seen it? The mountains and rivers outside the city are picturesque, but the people inside the city don't feel like home." When Jun Xizhu said this, his tone was light, and there was no sadness or joy, but Liu Shibo listened to her words, But the bottom of my heart couldn't help shaking.He and Jun Xizhu are both people with martial arts skills. It is not difficult to hear the conversation of the old woman selling horses on the West Street not far from the city wall, but what shocked him was not the martial arts internal skills of the military adviser, but the military adviser. At this moment, the compassion in the eyes of Mr. Military Counselor—even though the trace of compassion only disappeared for a moment, Liu Shibo can be sure that he really saw it!

He always thought that a man as resourceful as a military master who could bear the heart to bury thousands of enemies would be someone who regards human life as a joke, but he never thought that a military master would feel pity for the loneliness in this street.

Stepping down the city wall, the two walked slowly towards the old woman, looking at her and her horse.

Only when I got closer did I realize that this woman is actually not very old, she is about [-] years old, but her hair is full of frost, and her back is slightly bent. Surprised but extremely humble, he asked: "Sir, miss, do you want to buy a horse?"

Liu Shibo shook his head, met the old woman's disappointed gaze, and couldn't help but said: "Your horse is old and sick, I'm afraid it won't sell for a good price..."

Although he is not proficient in medical theory, he can still tell that the horse is infected with a disease. If it is not well treated and intensively raised, it is afraid that it will not live for long.

"Old man... old man... just ask for five hundred Wen... five hundred Wen is enough..." The old woman couldn't help but knelt down in the street and said, "I only want five hundred Wen, and I will give it to the head and Gouzi buys a coffin for burial..."

Her voice was choked and hoarse, her shoulders trembled, as if she was crying, but her eyes were empty without tears, obviously the tears had already dried up.With her other hand, she tightly held the old horse's reins, as if she was holding on to the last life-saving floating weed.

Liu Shibo's heart moved, and he immediately reached out for the money bag, but Jun Xizhu stopped him with his eyes.

Jun Xizhu took out twenty Wen, bent on one knee, put the money in the woman's hand, and said slowly: "We will not buy your horse, but we will buy your mare's milk for His Royal Highness Yonghui. Take the pennies to heal the horse first, and from tomorrow onwards, you can send a bowl of mare’s milk to the general’s mansion every morning in exchange for ten pennies.”

After putting down the money, Jun Xizhu stood up, looked up at the sunny sky, but his eyes were filled with darkness.

Until the old woman led the horse and left, the people on the street beside her were still talking about it, saying that the woman was crazy, and her husband and son died in the battle of West Wind City a few days ago, but But she refused to drag her to a mass grave outside the city, and insisted on chipping in to buy a coffin for the burial.

Liu Shibo listened to the discussion beside him, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't the military advisor give her five hundred coins directly? Wouldn't that better solve her urgent needs?"

Jun Xizhu shook her head slightly, and asked back: "Sir, did you see the hollowness in her eyes? There is nothing more sad than death, and the only motivation for her to live now is to collect enough money to bury her head and son..."

At this point, Liu Shibo already understood that what the military division did was to make the woman live longer.

"Sir, have you ever thought about why West Wind City was destroyed? Why was it slaughtered?" Jun Xizhu spoke again, and changed the topic to the battle a few days ago: "Obviously Old General Gongsun was prepared in advance, and His Highness left In front of the city, there was also a reminder of the night raid, but why is Xifeng City still being destroyed?"

Liu Shibo knew that the military adviser would not shoot the target for no reason, so there must be something in his words, so he immediately asked: "What did the military adviser detect? Could it be that young master Baishu slaughtered the city?"

On that night, Liu Shibo had personally witnessed the massacre of the city by the Ling army, but what Jun Xizhu said at this time was indisputably denying what he saw with his own eyes.

"There are speculations, but they have not been confirmed." After a pause, Jun Xizhu said: "Perhaps, the battle of West Wind City is not just what we have seen on the surface. Young Master Bai Shu attacked West Wind City to take down the South Wind City." Chu is a country of granaries, but he doesn't need to slaughter the people to stand up. After all, doing so would do more harm than good, and he would never issue such an order. So, I guess, whether there is still a chance for the battle of West Wind City? There is a third party that has surfaced."

Jun Xizhu analyzed: "Perhaps, the main purpose of this third party Shili's doing this is to stop Bai Shu, so Bai Shu will give up Xifeng City after capturing Xifeng City," Jun Xizhu thought for a while, and said : "Of course, this is more likely to be a game between the high-level officials of various countries, and we, Your Highness... and even Old General Gongsun are all pawns in the hands of these high-level officials..."

Hearing this, Liu Shibo fell silent. He knew that the military adviser's analysis was not unreasonable-the battle of West Wind City was very likely a game between the high-level officials of various countries, and it was a tentative move before launching a world-shattering war. Behind this, there must be forces that do not demean the fuel!

Moreover, it is not impossible to pretend to be the mausoleum army massacring the city in such a war.

If the military division's conjecture is true, it can explain why Bai Shu took down West Wind City but then withdrew his troops - he must have discovered something afterwards, so he withdrew his troops from West Wind City, but what exactly did he discover?

"Looks like I've just misunderstood..." After thinking through a lot, Liu Shibo smiled wryly and said, "What I've always seen is the death of the late king, and it was King Chu and Marquis Ouyang Wu who targeted His Highness, but I couldn't put my eyes on it. Among the countries, if this is the case, then, with the current strength of His Highness, I am afraid that it is vulnerable..."

If all of this is not just because the King of Chu and Ouyang Mingyue are targeting His Highness, then, in the near future, in the face of such a bloody storm and thousands of troops, even if His Highness has the highest level in the world A killer organizes the Qionghua Palace, so what?

Therefore, the most important thing for His Highness now is not revenge, but military power!But how to gain a foothold in this troubled world! ——Liu Shibo finally understood the deep meaning of Jun Xizhu's words!However, given His Highness's current situation, where does the military power come from?

Thinking of this, Jun Xizhu continued to say indifferently: "In the chaotic world of humanity, there are three heroes—the villain, the hero, and the tyrant. The villain is in a world of chaos, and the hero saves the world, but the tyrant is the last to rule the world!"

"A hero promises a thousand gold, righteousness is the first, benevolence transforms the world, rises in troubled times, and wins the admiration of the people of one side! It even lasts forever!"

"However, the heroes are different from the heroes. The heroes are all over the world, and the strong men sweep the clouds and sweep the rivers and mountains. Although they also rise in troubled times, they act differently from the heroes. They will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. They are put to death... But, they are the ones who will achieve great achievements in the end! They are the overlords who rule this world!"

"Dian □ has the talent of an overlord, but has a heroic heart, which dooms her to a bumpy road ahead."

"However, as long as it is what she wants, I will definitely go on with her."

Ever since she read "On National Policies" written by Chu Xi, Jun Xizhu knew exactly what kind of ambition was in the heart of that cold and moon-like woman—to put out all the flames in the nineteen states!

With a heroic attitude, put out the flames of the nineteen states!

So, my Highness, you don't need to be afraid of the wind and rain in this troubled world, and you don't need to give up your ambitions and follow me everywhere.

You will definitely become a hero who will be famous through the ages, and I will definitely help you end this troubled world... No matter how big a bloody storm is caused... Even if my hands are stained red with blood, I will not hesitate...

So, my Highness, please amaze the world with your heroic appearance that day!

So, my Highness, I will definitely give you a clear sky, and I will not let any filth and darkness damage your splendor!

I will always, always stand in the dark, stand behind you, accompany you through the bloody storm, and accompany you from troubled times to prosperity...

Hearing every word and every sentence Jun Xizhu said, Liu Shibo was startled suddenly. He looked at the flawless woman in white clothes in front of him, and clearly saw a fleeting and domineering look in her eyes.

Could it be... She wants to use the posture of a hero to achieve the rise of an eternal hero? ! ! !

The author has something to say: Well, this is the end of the writing, um, let’s vote:

Raise your right hand to indicate that His Royal Highness is attacking, and the military division is receiving.

Raising the left hand means that the army is attacking, and His Highness accepts.

Raising the right foot means punching each time before making out, let's play rock-paper-scissors...

Raise the left foot to show that there will be a fight before making out each time, whoever wins will win...

(Ah, hello! Mo Jun! You are enough! Believe it or not, His Highness and the military division strike to ask you to get lunch?!!!