Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

In the General's Mansion, Li Weiyuan has been pacing anxiously in the hall since he came back from court, and even the maids who came in to refill tea were thrown out by him.

The steward of the mansion rushed in from the outside and said respectfully: "Master, the Second Highness has come down and is waiting for you in the study."

Li Weiyuan was taken aback, he didn't expect An Xizhe to arrive so soon, so he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, straightened his clothes and walked towards the study.

As soon as the door was opened, Li Weiyuan was pulled in by the second prince.

"Uncle, are we really going to give up the chance to conquer the North to An Xining?"

Although Li Weiyuan was agitated in his heart, he didn't show it in front of others, he pulled his sleeve out of the second prince's hand, and said: "Your Highness, please be safe and don't be impatient."

"Can I not be impatient?" The second prince sat down and drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, "We have been planning for so long, just wanting to have a chance to kill An Xining so that His Highness can conquer the Xiao Clan in the north and establish a After the victory in battle, he was crowned king smoothly. But now, instead of killing him, the bastards we sent sent him back in good condition. All of what we did was given to others to make wedding clothes, how can we not be mad at you. "

"Your Highness, don't worry, even if there is no opportunity for the Northern Expedition, we will still be able to win back a city from the war in the Miao Kingdom."

How could the second prince believe it, and said in a sharp tone: "How to get it back? By suppressing a few refugees? Would uncle think too naively."

"Your Highness, listen to me," said the old god Li Weiyuan, "If this refugee is suppressed well, he can still be crowned king, but if this owl clan is not well beaten, they will lose their lives."

The second prince gasped: "What does uncle mean?"

Li Weiyuan snorted a few times: "On this battlefield, swords have no eyes, if they accidentally die..."

"Uncle means..." The second prince showed doubts, "But if he was blessed and fateful, wouldn't he have died at the hands of the Xiao people?"

"Your Highness, you are still too merciful. There is an old saying called killing with a borrowed knife."

Li Weiyuan made a gesture of wiping his neck, and it took the second prince a long time to react: "Okay! Good idea! Uncle is really resourceful, but then you have this candidate?"

"That's natural. It's General Yan who was nominated by our prince today. This time we're going to give him a praying mantis catching cicadas, with the oriole behind."

The second prince clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, really wonderful, my elder brother would never have imagined that the move he made to appease us so that the fifth emperor's brother could go north smoothly would actually kill his own brother." .”

"exactly."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was a strange harmony in the study.

Even though preparations had been made for the army's northern expedition, half a month had passed before departure.

In the past half a month, An Xining never saw Zihua show up, and there was no abnormality around him, as if the abnormality some time ago was just his hallucination.

An Xining opened the scroll and took a closer look. The man in white in the painting still made him worry: "Zi Hua, since you don't want to come out to see me now, I won't force you, but I won't give up. I'll wait for three years, and I'll wait for ten years." Also wait, even if it takes my whole life, I will wait for you."

The voice gradually lowered, and An Xining was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Tomorrow I will go out with the army to attack the Xiao clan, and then I will take you with me so that you can see my heroic appearance on the battlefield."

While An Xining was talking to himself, Xiao Yantai came in from the door with a mournful face: "Your Highness, can you really not bring Xiao Yantai with you this time?"

An Xining was helpless: "It's not that His Highness doesn't want to take you there, but that it's inconvenient to take you along because of the dangers of going to the battlefield this time."

When Xiao Yantai heard this, he immediately said: "Little Yantai is not afraid, Xiao Yantai will follow His Highness, and also take care of His Highness's diet and daily life."

An Xining looked at the small inkstone up and down, and said with a teasing smile: "With your small body, your highness will have to take care of you when you are on the battlefield. Do you know that swords and swords on this battlefield have no eyes, and even an arrow can kill you?" Make such a big hole in your chest."

He compared a bowl-sized circle and put it in front of the small inkstone. When he saw that his face turned pale from fright, he laughed and said, "So don't go to the small inkstone, otherwise, my highness will be distracted to see if you have any." To be beaten to death, what a shame, you just stay in the palace, and when His Highness has made military exploits and comes back to be crowned king, I will give you a role as the head of the palace."

Xiao Yantai's eyes were red, she bowed her head in silence, and after a while, she sobbed and said: "Your Highness, when Xiao Yantai is away, you must take good care of your body."

An Xining raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Don't you think your Highness can do nothing but eat, drink and have fun?"

"No, no, no," Xiao Yantai shook his head hurriedly, stuck out his tongue and said, "How dare Xiao Yantai, you are the most wise and powerful master in Xiao Yantai's heart."

An Xining scolded with a smile: "You are getting more and more eloquent. Hurry up and pack up your highness. If something is missing, your highness is the only one to ask."

"Yes, Xiaoyantai complies."

Not long after the front foot of the small inkstone went out, the prince came in with the back foot.

"Brother Huang, why are you here?"

The prince lifted his robe and sat down at the table. Seeing that the scroll was still on the table, he glanced at An Xining with a half-smile.

An Xining blushed slightly, and after packing up the scrolls, she sat back beside the prince, coughed twice before asking: "Brother Huang, why are you here today?"

The prince also put away his teasing expression: "This time I came here, one is to wish you a triumphant return in advance, and the other is to remind you to be careful and strict in joining the general. I chose him as the right vanguard, but he is Li Weiyuan's man after all, so we have to guard against him."

"Brother Huang, I know that I wanted to deal with Yan Tu when I was in Beiying, and now I just take this opportunity to let him die heroically on the battlefield."

As soon as An Xining said the words, the crown prince glared at him: "General Yan Can is a talent after all, and it's not worth it to lose such a talent because of personal grievances."

An Xining disagreed: "Brother Huang, you pity him now as a general, and when he finally turns against you, he will become a strong enemy."

The prince looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know that he will become our enemy?"

At this time, An Xining realized that he had accidentally revealed that he shouldn't have speculated about the past life in this life, so he had to change his words: "I thought that since Yan Tu is Li Weiyuan's person, could it be us? enemy of the

The prince smiled: "Who is the eternal enemy in this court, as long as you are strong enough, there are many people who surrender to you, so the emperor wants you to make more military exploits so that you can take the military power. "

The prince is used to gentle manners, but at this time there was a murderous look in his eyes, An Xining was in a daze, and quickly changed the subject: "Brother Huang, the second brother is also going to send troops to the Miao Kingdom this time, if he is allowed to win Come back, I'm afraid..."

He remembered that in the previous life, An Xizhe did not go to the Miao Kingdom, and in the following years, Daxia remained peaceful and peaceful, so he had no chance to make military exploits and was crowned king, until he usurped the throne. The identity of the prince.

In this life, slight changes have taken place in his history due to his rebirth, but An Xining would never allow An Xizhe to be successfully crowned king in this battle, even if he made a small military exploit.

The prince frowned: "I was thinking about this a few days ago, but I couldn't come up with a specific solution."

When An Xining heard this, he closed his eyes with a smile, and said slyly: "Brother Huang, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

"Oh? Let's hear it."

The prince's curiosity was aroused, and he listened to An Xining's muttering, his frowning brows gradually loosened, revealing a smile.

"What do you think of this plan, brother?"

Although the crown prince was pleased with his younger brother's growth, he didn't point it out on the face: "If not, I'll talk about it if I succeed. You don't have to worry about this matter, brother Huang will take care of it for you."

Thousands of troops had gathered outside the city gate, and the flag sacrifice was over. The soldiers stood solemnly with passionate expressions, and a burst of vigor rushed towards their faces.

Emperor Mingde stood on the city wall in full dress, and said loudly: "Soldiers, you are all good sons of my Great Xia. This time, I believe that you will be able to return triumphantly and protect our Great Xia territory. "

As soon as a word fell, there was a sound of shouting long live in the city.

Emperor Mingde turned to look at Chen Zhaotong: "Chen Aiqing, I named you commander this time, leading a hundred thousand soldiers and horses to attack the Xiao clan, I hope you will return me a stable frontier."

Chen Zhaotong knelt down and worshiped: "The final general will definitely live up to the emperor's expectations."

"it is good!"

Emperor Mingde smiled in satisfaction, and turned to An Xining, with a little pride and worry in his eyes: "Ning'er, this time you are going to the battlefield, you must listen to Marshal Chen's orders, and you must not act arbitrarily and deploy troops privately."

"Father, don't worry, my son will listen to Marshal Chen carefully, fight the enemy bravely, and keep my Great Xia safe forever!" An Xining said solemnly.

Emperor Mingde was quite pleased, feeling like my family had a child who had just grown up. Although he was reluctant to give up, he patted An Xining on the shoulder to show his encouragement.

The three armies under the city were ready to go, An Xining followed Marshal Chen down the tower, and when he passed by the prince, he gave him a wink.

The prince smiled but said nothing, and nodded his head lightly as a response, An Xining was relieved.

Ta Yan Wuzhao stood out among the crowd of war horses, his eyes were arrogant, when he saw An Xining coming down, he neighed and broke free from the shackles of the soldiers around him, ran towards him, and put his head on An Xining affectionately.

Chen Zhaotong stroked his beard and smiled: "Your Highness, Ta Yan is very human. In this battlefield, having such a horse is like adding wings to a tiger."

An Xining said with a rare and pleasant expression: "Marshal Chen has won the award. I heard that you have a horse that shines at night. It is not only brave on the battlefield, but also saved you in danger several times. It can be said to be a great military exploit. How could it be me? Pitayan is comparable."

He said this sincerely, Chen Zhaotong was elated when he heard it, and he and An Xining walked to the army one after another.

One hundred thousand soldiers and horses set off from outside the city mightily, with flags waving and horses neighing, the long queue formed like a wandering dragon, heading north vigorously.