After the death of the villain

He had heard that the Prince of Dongling was quite a scheming person, but he never imagined that he would be so cunning.Sending the princess to the Jingsheng country in person must be more than a simple marriage. He had a premonition that this person's final goal must be Northern Qi after going around all the countries.

Putting his hand on the rough wine glass, Xie Xiangying was quite uncertain about this trip to win.It's nothing more than King Jingsheng, but Dongling Kingdom is actually involved.If it wasn't for Zhuoying, he would never have dared to come here rashly.

A lot of drinks were consumed during the conversation between the few people.

Xie Xiangying didn't know how to drink, so he kept fooling around with filling a glass of wine until the last moment, and only returned to his room to rest after the two people in front of him fell asleep and settled down.

Originally thought that the matters in the Northern Qi court would be enough for him to be busy for a long time, but unexpectedly there is still this Li Yun.Among the dozen or so sons of King Dongling, Li Yun must have some means to be the crown prince for so many years.

With so many wolves, tigers and leopards in the old city planning, Ling Lang's throne is really walking on thin ice.

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The wind whistled outside the window, mixed with the sound of dead branches being snapped, and people slept restlessly all night.

Early the next morning, Xie Xiangying was fully dressed, and before he went out, he heard someone outside reporting that there was something wrong with Ling Lang's carriage this morning, and there were several cracks in the two wheels, which could no longer be used.

I want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice.

Following a group of carriages, they were full of millet to be sent to the barracks, and there was probably no space left.Zhao Wang was riding a horse and couldn't take others with him, so this kid would want to ride in a carriage with him.

The brows behind the mask were slightly frowned, thinking about it, Sun Liangyu had already started reporting outside the door.

Sure enough, I want to take his carriage.

In the current late autumn season, except for the carriage of the Prince Regent and Ling Lang, the others can be said to be airtight from all sides and made very crudely.If he refuses, it will be heard by others that he is stingy.

Xie Xiangying reluctantly agreed, and first packed up his things and got into the carriage.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the curtain of the carriage was lifted.

Xie Xiangying opened his eyes to see, the child's look of mourning, made him feel that it was extremely helpless for Ling Lang to ride with him.This little thing doesn't think he sent someone to break the carriage.Xie Xiangying muttered something in his heart, and continued to close his eyes and rest.

Ling Lang sat on one side, and Sun Liangyu lifted up Ling Lang's usual small cabinet and put it away, then went down again.

The two sat on the carriage, one closed his eyes and rested his mind, the other stayed away from Xie Yingying, his hand was always on the dagger in his sleeve.Ling Qingyun is not a kind person. This person can kill his own brother in the battle for the heir apparent, so maybe he can't kill him today.

The little emperor was uneasy, and Xie Xiangying was not at ease, he would be tired after sitting on the shelf for a long time, and his body was wrapped in thick clothes, so he just wanted to lie on the carriage and have a good sleep at the moment.

Xie Xiangying glanced in Ling Lang's direction calmly, and seeing the child seemed to be sitting in a daze, he took off his coat.

Ling Lang stood up like a frightened rabbit, staring fixedly at Xie Xiangying.It seems that the next moment is going to fight him desperately.

"The king is tired, take a short nap, and the emperor's nephew can do his own thing."

Xie Xiangying thought to himself, this child is as frightened as a bird, why is he so afraid of Ling Qingyun, and he doesn't know what heinous things this person has done in the past.

Half draped in a heavy brocade, Xie Xiangying leaned against the small cabinet, put his hands on his head and closed his eyes.

Ling Lang quietly looked at the sleeve where the dagger was hidden, and was very silent along the way.

The further north you go, the colder it gets.

The carriage went for several days, resting at the post station at night, and traveling at full speed during the day.

Apart from the howling north wind, Ling Lang's deepest impression of the Northeast is the prototype of terraced fields.In this era, it is really no small project to transport rock and soil to the mountain.

Xie Xiangying asked the servants to find out that this method of filling soil and building fields was actually suggested by the young Xie Hengyun to the former envoy of the Sinong Academy.The two ambitious people came to the Northeast together, just to do something great.Later, the former envoy of the Sinong Academy died of serious illness, and Xie Hengyun led the soldiers to build terraced fields. After a few years, although he still had to rely on the sky for food, he could still harvest a lot of food.

It was at this moment that Xie Xiangying really understood why a Xie Hengyun was so important to Bei Qi.

When the carriage arrived at the border, the generals defending the city recognized Zhao Wang and quickly let several people pass.

There is also General Xue Qi who is stationed in the northeast camp together.This general was the first female general in the Northern Qi Dynasty, usually dressed in red, with two swords and golden armor, she was very heroic.

When Xie Xiangying dismounted, Xue Qi was standing straight outside the tent waiting.

The first thing I saw was Lie Lie's red dress. The rabbit fur at the neckline fluttered in the cold wind, and the whole person added a little vitality to the bleak frontier defense area.

"Minister Xue Qi, see Your Majesty, see Your Highness King Jing."

Xue Qi cupped his hands, the two knives behind his back moved slightly, and his eyes fell on Xie Xiangying.

Those who are close to Ling Qingyun like to call him by his former title to show their friendship for many years.Xie Xiangying heard Xue Qi call him that, and knew how to treat her in the future.

Just as she was about to respond, Zhuoying missed and rolled the bundle in her hand behind her.

Xue Qi bypassed the crowd, stepped forward and took the thing into his arms.

"Thank you, General." Zhuo Ying said with a smile.

Xue Qi didn't speak, just stuffed the things into Zhuo Ying's arms, and then returned them.

Several people went to the military tent.

After Xie Xiangying listened to the ins and outs of the matter again, he sent someone to the Jingsheng military camp dozens of miles away to post a post.

On the third day, the Jingsheng military camp came and sent envoys back, saying that King Jingsheng had invited the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty to go to the palace in Jianjia City.

Before Jing Shengguo kept saying that the little emperor would go there in person, but now he used the general word "messenger", Xie Xiangying really couldn't figure it out.

Xie Xiangying knew who the candidate for the envoy was.When the little emperor invited the regent to accompany him, he certainly didn't just intend to put it in front of his eyes to make him unhappy.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhuo Ying said that he had received the post, Sun Liangyu came over and announced the decree for him to go to Jingsheng.

Xie Xiang accepted the order with pleasure on the face, but his heart was very chilling for those who supported Ling Lang.

Although Ling Qingyun was a traitor, he helped Ling Lang ascend to the throne, and he swore in front of the late emperor that he would never rebel.Now that Northern Qi has only been stable for a few years, those old ministers are so eager to eradicate him. It can be seen that their lips are dead and their teeth are cold.

Everyone has no objection to the King Regent's mission to win the country. With such a murderous weapon as Zhuoying, even if it is heavily blocked, he can break out of the encirclement.There was only one person who was always frowning after hearing the news.

"General Xue said that Jingshengren has repeatedly inconsistent words and deeds, so it is better for the regent not to take risks alone."

In the military tent, Ah Zhao handed the pigeons he had picked up outside the tent to Xie Xiangying.This pigeon was exactly the one that Xie Xiangying gave Ling Lang as a gift on the day of his departure.

Xie Xiangying removed the small bamboo tube containing the letter from the pigeon's leg, unfolded the note, and said with a sense of relief: "Xie Hengyun doesn't know his life or death in Jingsheng's country, so someone must go there anyway. Rather than a little baby like Ling Lang, let this king go." Go. By the way, why did you pick up the pigeon today, your sister Ying."

"General Xue has something to explain, but the servant can't understand, so I let Sister Ying go."

"She does know a little bit..."

Xie Xiangying unfolded the note. In the letter, Ling Lang wrote down his speculations about Jing Shengguo's intentions, and also wrote down his worries about the situation of the emperor's teacher.

The pigeons were released from Linglang's tent. On the way to the military camp, the little emperor sometimes sent letters to the emperor's teacher.The pigeon has been trained to recognize Xie Xiangying, and it always flies back within five miles and lands where Xie Xiangying can see it.Every time Xie Xiangying answered the letter, he would put the pigeon by his side and feed it quietly for a few days, and then send someone to put it back to Ling Lang, even if the pigeon flew back and forth between Lorraine and Shengjing.

Xie Xiangying looked at the densely packed content on the small note, and his heart felt a little disappointed.This kid doesn't know yet, but he has already sent the emperor teacher he has been thinking of to that wolf pool and tiger den.

Just as she was about to write a reply, Zhuoying walked in with a machete.

"Master, just now General Xue told me that the herb dealers who were detained before had traces of martial arts training. It is estimated that they are the spies sent by the Jingsheng Kingdom to deliberately lure His Royal Highness Zhao Wang. Should we wait a few more days? , and see if we can get anything out of that group of people."

"No need, those people have been detained for at least two months. If they could be interrogated, they would have vomited. If they were really careful, they would not confide a word even if they were interrogated. King Zhao's people attacked first, and they lost their lives in time, how could Xie Hengyun come back alive?"

The pigeon in his hand rubbed Xie Xiangying's finger, Ah Zhao took out the crushed grain from the cabinet beside him.

Hearing what Xie Xiangying said, Zhuo Ying frowned and said, "The people in Shengjing are expecting you to go there for His Majesty. If you die in Jingsheng Kingdom, wouldn't it be in line with their wishes."

"You cursed me?" Xie Xiangying's eyes were slightly curved, with a slight smile.

Zhuoying hurriedly waved her hand: "I don't, but I hope the master will live a long life."

Zhuo Ying's gaze was very sincere, and only when Xie Xiangying was alive would she have the chance to continue living.This sentence really comes from the heart.

She doesn't care about anyone in this world, except Xie Xiangying, who she will protect even if she dies.

"Understood, go down and clean up."

"Yes."

After Zhuoying finished speaking, she took Ah Zhao out.

Xie Xiangying put the written note back into the small bamboo tube, and sprinkled some grain scraps from the kit to feed. The pigeons that used to eat when they were given something jumped on the desk a few times without eating a grain of rice, and then returned to Xie Xiangying's place. at hand.

Xie Xiangying touched the pigeon in his hand, thinking that he didn't know what Ling Lang was feeding this little thing, but it was all spoiled.

The autumn wind is chilling, and in late autumn, all the grass has withered, and there is not a single gorgeous flower in sight.

Counting it, Xie Hengyun had already been in a foreign country for a full three months, and during this period, people from Jingsheng country sent Xie Hengyun's autographed letters intermittently.

"May my brother be well."

Every letter not only reported safety, but also greeted Xie Xiangying's situation.

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