Chapter 100 Blockade (21+22, 22 should not be updated) ...
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The imperial decree granting the marriage had been issued. Everyone in Chang'an, whether they were powerful or ordinary people, knew that it was only a matter of time before the two got married. Many people already called her the Princess of England.
Strangely enough, there are very few stories about Yan Siqing's previous identity.
There were very few so-called prejudices, ignorance or humiliations, and if there were any, they were all scolded back.
Every time before Chen Xu went out or went to some big restaurants where he had a lot of customers, he would write a calligraphy copy in advance, ready to use it to curse people at any time. As a result, he rarely encountered such a thing.
Puzzled, she thought about it, and then spoke to her female doctor friend. As she sorted through the medicine, she said, "Some people, or people like me, have benefited from her generosity and strength. She's been able to resolve doubts, dispel illusions, and settle people's hearts. Furthermore, she's accomplished many things, her business is flourishing, and she's rarely deceitful. Everyone knows that if she were in a high position, she would be extremely beneficial to ordinary people like me. Why wouldn't she lend a helping hand?"
"Even the old fishmonger in the market, when he learned that a generous customer who often bought fish from his stall was expected to become an official in charge of the area, would speak well of him and help him."
After a pause, the female doctor whispered, "Besides, there's a chance she could become the queen."
“The meaning for ordinary people is very different.”
That’s right, Chen Xu nodded, agreeing deeply with it. It was like himself, and he felt the same way in his heart.
When people are weak and despicable, they all yearn to have a towering and firm mountain to lean on.
Shelter from wind and rain.
But.
Chen Xu suddenly felt a little confused and sad, and gestured.
The female doctor was stunned and remained silent.
Because Chen Xu said - then, who will she rely on? Even if she doesn't need to rely on anyone, who cares whether she really wants to?
Yan Siqing ignored the turmoil outside, but learned some things from Xiaoyun.
For example, civil and military officials rarely talked about it, and any irrelevant discussions were suppressed by some people.
There were people from the Xie family, the Liao family, the Jinwu Guards, and the Dali Temple. Gradually, no one was keen on this arranged marriage.
These people more or less knew that Yan Siqing would go back on her word and agree to the marriage, so they must have some concerns. She was in such a difficult situation, and they could not help at all. They could only prevent people from spreading the word and amplifying the impact.
If there are any changes in the engagement in the future, it will be disadvantageous to her.
Being able to do this is already very good. In this world, where the emperor has power and can execute an entire family or nine generations of their clan at will, who can be free?
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There is a lot of information about Prince Yan's Mansion, even now... her situation is awkward.
She lived in Prince Yan's mansion, but was granted marriage to the King of England.
Everyone knows the current situation.
But it was also strange that few people in Prince Yan's Mansion talked much, and their attitudes remained the same. No one came to her to cause trouble, and even Xu Junrong did not express his opinion.
Don't mention it, don't discuss it, don't show any sadness, and don't discuss with her whether she is willing or not.
He just accompanied her for three meals a day, watched her read and paint, or occasionally asked Yan Siqing to make cakes, water the flowers and raise fish with her.
Life is like a stream, time is like flowing water.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.
But Xu Junrong said this unintentionally.
"When I was young, the elders were always talkative, always trying to control me and your uncle and teach us. I know they meant well, but often they were too busy to live their own lives. Although I'm not as talented as you or other smart people, I also know that time passes quickly and fleetingly. I'd rather waste time or make mistakes in my own decisions than be influenced by others."
“People don’t blame themselves too much, but they will definitely put the blame on others.”
"The former is self-consistent and many things can be easily overcome, but the latter is difficult and may lead to lifelong resentment."
“The same is true for parents and children, and for husband and wife.”
Therefore, for Xu Junrong, the private school was chosen by herself, the friends she made were also chosen by herself, the reading and traveling were also the same, her husband was a past event, and the current situation was even more so.
Others may think she is miserable, but she is not.
She didn't regret a single step.
So without hatred or resentment, she accepted the consequences of each step.
Yan Siqing was originally supporting her chin with her hand against the wooden board of the flower stand, watching her beautiful and charming mother making dried flowers with a distant look in her eyes. Upon hearing this, she lowered her eyes, lowered her head, and lay on it lazily, with her long black hair draped over her shoulders, her figure like a resting phoenix, and her eyebrows and eyes sparkling and seductive.
"Mother, I feel the same way."
“I won’t regret it.”
"This matter can be settled by itself."
She did not mention that her daughter was in danger and her situation was unknown. Even though all the arrangements had been made and the news was kept secret, she pretended to be flawless. Others only knew whether she was happy with the marriage or not, but did not know how dangerous it was.
She didn't ask anyone for help.
"In this life, I will bear the consequences of my actions."
The worst-case scenario is that she ends up marrying that bastard monk?
She thought lazily.
Suddenly, she felt a gentle touch on her back, and then she realized that Xu Junrong was hugging her and rubbing her head.
"You make your own decision, and you and I will bear the consequences together."
"Don't forget, you still have mother."
Yan Siqing's eyes were red. He turned around and leaned on her shoulder, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.
I hope my mother won’t ask King Yan for help.
Actually, it is not necessary yet, but if you say it directly, your mother will definitely be shy and embarrassed.
Yan Siqing had not yet tactfully explained that the situation was not so bad that Xu Junrong would suffer any loss. Her subordinates in Chang'an had business matters to deal with, so she had to leave and go to the study to deal with them.
It wasn't long after she left.
Jiang Rong came to Xu Junrong's courtyard.
The latter was startled when he turned around to see such a tall man. He was still embarrassed by what happened that day, so he saluted and said a few incoherent words.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for rescuing my daughter in the palace a few days ago."
Jiang Rong: "Not on purpose, I do have news of war on the border that I need to report to Your Majesty."
Xu Junrong knew the secrets of the border, but she couldn't ask. However, she was in Chang'an and occasionally heard Xiaoyun and Yan Siqing's reports. She only knew that there was no news from the border...
In fact, this is normal. The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and it takes countless days to travel to Chang'an. Even if a letter is sent by express horse or carrier pigeon, it will take a long time. Moreover, the battlefield is confidential. If someone in the court holds the secret and makes trouble, it will be a disaster for the front line.
Therefore, according to the old rules, it was common for people in Chang'an to be unaware of the internal situation in the border areas, and sometimes even the emperor was not sure about the news on the battlefield.
She didn't ask, but Jiang Rong said it.
"Currently out of contact."
What? !
Xu Junrong's expression changed slightly, "I'll go tell Junjun..."
She was about to leave, but Jiang Rong grabbed her wrist.
She was thin and light, and with this pull, the man fell backwards into her arms.
Startled, he twisted it, but it fastened even tighter.
"You...are you here to deliver a message, or are you doing it on purpose?" Xu Junrong said angrily in a low voice.
Jiang Rong couldn't bear to see her angry, and he loved her lively spirit with a hint of anger. He softened his grip, but refused to let go. He whispered, "She knows that her information is not necessarily weaker than mine. It is because she knows that the situation on the battlefield is volatile and the situation in the Ministry of War is treacherous that she doesn't want to involve her and the King of England in this matter."
He didn't care about the affairs between the King of England and Yan Siqing. Even though the latter had made it clear that he wanted to deal with it himself, he pretended not to know and let it go.
Besides... he had already interfered with her and Jiang Hui's marriage, so if he interfered again...
"If I take action, it's also possible."
"Let's do it in a proper way."
Xu Junrong understood what he meant and knew why he came today.
It is not appropriate to confront the eccentric King of England directly at the moment, but if it really involves Yan Siqing's marriage prospects, if Xu Junrong wants, Prince Yan can do it.
He came today with this attitude.
Xu Junrong stared at him for a long time, "You knew that the two of them...had always disagreed because they had selfish motives."
Jiang Rong: "Why can't I be selfish?"
He admitted it.
Xu Junrong gritted his teeth, "Is there any father like you, you..."
Xue Rong moved closer, his nose touching hers.
Xu Junrong fell silent for a moment, her lips refusing to touch his, but her breath lingered.
Her cheeks were rosy, but she refused to take it away.
In silence.
Xue Rong whispered in her ear.
“They’re not suitable.”
"You know better than me, otherwise, you would have helped a long time ago."
Xu Junrong remained silent, knowing that there was something else behind his words, a test, but she turned away and said lightly.
"Then you and I are a good match?"
She wanted to push him away.
The chin was pinched and absorbed.
Swallow.
Breathing is interrupted.
After a while, Jiang Rong let her go and stroked her panting rosy lips.
There are calluses on the fingertips from holding swords for many years, but they are only slight.
"Come to take the thanks."
"So, don't mention the debt."
"The King of England is anxious and has asked the Ministry of Rites to schedule the wedding for two weeks later. This goes against custom and is extremely impatient, but the Ministry of Rites cannot resist the new prince who may be crowned Crown Prince, and His Majesty has agreed."
"So, we'll have to start the formalities in seven or eight days at most. If the situation doesn't change by then, I'll take action—but are you willing to let me have the final say..."
Jiang Rong had been an honest man throughout his life, but he used all his evil intentions and misconduct on Xu Junrong.
The gentleman's conduct is not acceptable. What he did is against morality.
Since it was not decent from the beginning.
Then there is no need to be hypocritical.
Jiang Rong knew he couldn't wait any longer...
"Your daughter seems anxious to take you away from me."
"You've been preparing for this lately."
“I don’t know? Huh?”
His tone was somewhat dangerous, and he showed no sign of backing down.
Xu Junrong felt uneasy after being told that she was feeling hollow inside and didn't want to look at him, but he still lowered his head and pulled her close. When their eyes met, the love surging in his eyes was so strong and hot that it seemed to burn her to ashes.
She lowered her eyes, thinking of the weak and helpless Yan Siqing lying there, and the recent dangerous situation outside, her heart softened. Then she saw the man in front of her trying to threaten Xie Li every time, but in fact, he had already taken the initiative every time...
"What if I don't agree?"
She felt a little mean.
Jiang Rong was silent for a moment, then said, "Then there's nothing I can do to you."
"good."
Jiang Rong was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.
Xu Junrong lowered her eyes, pressed her fingers on his arm, and thought a lot.
Sincerity is sincerity, and what you ask for is what you ask for.
She didn't refuse after all.
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Three days later, on what seemed to be a very ordinary day, after Yan Siqing had gone out to take care of business affairs in Chang'an, he met Li Yu, who had finished the previous major cases and was handling some minor theft cases. The latter enthusiastically invited Yan Siqing, and they went to the Dali Temple together.
The Dali Temple is still the same, and everyone is busy, but compared to the previous period when life and death and future were at stake, there is less worry on everyone's brows.
Li Yu came back with a bag of sauce cakes and distributed them to a group of young and energetic gluttons. They talked about the recent case, and no one mentioned Zhan Tianli and others who had been executed.
Yan Siqing came to pick up a book, and Li Yu was eating a sauce cake and chatting with him.
The young man was full of energy and lively. He even invited Yan Siqing to have snacks and chatted with Xiaoyun, who was of the same age.
Yan Siqing didn't dislike her. She was too calm and peaceful, and she found her boring, so she picked out books while listening to them chatting about the case.
After a while, Li Yu asked embarrassedly, "Sir, am I disturbing you by being too noisy?"
"No, you guys are so lively, it actually makes life more interesting for someone like me."
Li Yu blinked. "So you also like to talk a lot occasionally?"
Yan Siqing was stunned, and an image of a person who appeared cold and surly to others but was actually talkative in front of her came to her mind.
A stone falls into a pool of stagnant water, causing ripples, but the water will soon return to calm.
But what if pebbles keep falling into the pond?
It happened over and over again, making her restless.
She turned away, looked at the densely packed books and files in front of her, and said slowly, "Look at the people."
Outside this study, some Dali Temple staff were working and coming and going, which was normal, but after a few times, it was confirmed that Yan Siqing was always inside and left after picking out the books.
Jian Wuliang was out for work and was unable to meet him.
Not long after, the secret letter was delivered and reached the hands of King Lechen of England.
Chen Zangyu knew that he was monitoring Yan Siqing and that their engagement was about to take place. He made no comment and only asked, "Did you capture Zhao Zhao?"
"Yeah, me and her daughter, do you know each other?"
Chen Cangyu almost spit out a mouthful of blood, pinching his palm with his fingertips, "I don't know her, how could Qi Wuhui know Yan Siqing's daughter?"
Chen Cangyu left with an ugly look on his face.
As soon as he left, a man in black came out of the inner room.
"Your Highness, this person is hard to tame. You can use him a few times, but in the long run he will be a serious threat. But you are being so obvious now, aren't you afraid that he will rebel?"
Lechen: "I just want him to rebel."
He sneered and played the piano with his fingers.
"I'm just a chess piece, but I want to be the master, to gain fame and fortune, and to redeem myself from my mistakes. I have everything."
"He has no one to rely on anymore. Is that stupid of him to treat His Majesty as such? If he goes back on his word again, he will be the first to die. So he only has one way left."
rebel.
It just so happens that he is now the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards.
"I, this can be considered as giving him a way to ascend to heaven."
"Yan Siqing must also be aware of his threat. I want to see how she will deal with this former husband."
The sound of the piano is faint and moving.
For a moment, Liaochen looked like a fairy in a painting.
The man in black, as the confidant left by Empress Xie, bowed his head and was extremely respectful.
But after playing the piano, Lechen stood up.
"She wouldn't go out casually and have the heart to take a book."
"We can't contact Jiang Hui either. We don't know what the battle situation is like."
"If we delay this any longer, I'm afraid we'll end up with nothing."
"Looks like I need to speed up."
He never dared to underestimate Yan Siqing and Prince Yan, father and son. Since the game had already begun, if he continued to drag his feet and wanted everything, the end result would be nothing.
So he prepared to speed up.
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How fast?
As Yan Siqing arrived at the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion, he heard some commotion and turned around to look.
Officials from the Ministry of Rites, palace maids, carrying boxes and crates, and the prince on a red horse, swaggered around.
Not to mention the ten miles of red weddings, the whole street is already filled with happy events related to in-laws.
Everyone knows about it and it’s a huge crowd.
Yan Siqing stood under the eaves, looking expressionlessly at the young prince who rode out on horseback among the numerous palace maids who were presenting gifts.
Even though he was bald, he looked so suave and dashing, like a crooked monk in a storybook.
The monster invades with sword-like eyes.
The steward of Prince Yan's mansion reminded them that this was against etiquette.
The officials from the Ministry of Rites didn't want to either. They were sweating profusely and stammered in response, saying that the Imperial Observatory had calculated a good date and could reschedule it...
"Don't be angry."
Lechen came out on horseback and slowly stepped forward, looking at Yan Siqing, "I just think that since there is a good day coming soon, we should settle it as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary complications."
Yan Siqing actually always thought that it would be beneficial for this person to drag things out for a long time and induce some trouble from Jiang Hui.
Marrying me is not the real purpose.
But now it seems wrong - this person really wants to swallow up the capital in his hands, or he can't contact the border and can't interfere with Jiang Hui. He is unsure of Jiang Hui's movements and simply seeks the only benefit he can get at the moment.
"My elders would not approve of anything that goes against etiquette. Although Your Highness has good intentions, I cannot agree with them. Please choose another date to propose."
Yan Siqing rejected it coldly.
Liaochen lowered his eyes and straightened his sleeves. "I'm afraid that's not possible. If the king says today, then it's today."
"Junjun, please don't reject me."
His tone was gentle, but his eyes were filled with cold menace.
What Yan Siqing couldn't get was not only the result of the border war, but also the result in the narrow city.
At this time, Jian Wuliang, Zhou Li and others arrived almost at the same time and blocked the way in front of the Ministry of Rites and others.
Lechen: "Ah, there is no other choice."
"them?"
Jian Wuliang curled his lips and said, "Your Highness, you are joking. Marriage is a matter of whether the woman agrees or not. I, Jian Wuliang, am not worthy of it unless Master Yan is willing..."
Zhou Li stared at Lechen, his old friend, with an expressionless face, knowing full well that his identity was no longer what it used to be.
He dismounted.
Walk in front of Yan Siqing.
Yan Siqing wanted to interrupt him.
Zhou Li took a deep breath and finally revealed the deepest emotions he had suppressed in front of everyone. "Some time ago, because of the previous events, I knew I was not in charge, so I told the family temple that I would leave the clan. From now on, I am no longer the heir of the Zhou family, nor a member of the Zhou family. If I were free, I would decide my own future, life and death."
"Miss Yan."
"I...."
If she wanted to overcome the current difficulties, she needed a title that could stop Chen from coveting her and get her endlessly involved in the fight between the two royal palaces.
There are people, many people who are willing to accept this honor.
As long as she wants.
Before he finished speaking, Yan Siqing saw the Xie family's carriage coming hurriedly.
These people didn't know that her daughter might be in the other party's hands.
It was well-intentioned, but they all rushed to jump into the crocodile pool.
Lechen is not someone they can deal with.
She had a headache, curled her fingers under her sleeves, interrupted Zhou Li, and looked at Chen, "I don't mean to refuse Your Highness."
"Since I have agreed to the marriage, I have approved of it."
“No consideration for others.”
"Since Your Highness is anxious, as long as Your Majesty agrees, I have no objection."
"As you please."
She turned around and wanted to enter the mansion. Jian Wuliang and others were helpless, but Lechen also smiled and raised his hand to signal the people from the Ministry of Rites to carry the things into Prince Yan's mansion and go through all the etiquette.
After the trip, he and Yan Siqing had a legal and ceremonial relationship...
She can't escape.
But at this moment.
Whoosh...the arrow breaks through the clouds.
It fell from the sky and landed in front of the dust horse with a buzz.
The frightened horses became agitated and the officials from the Ministry of Rites screamed in fear.
The streets shook.
The dust was flying and the earth was shaking.
Yan Siqing felt a palpitation in his heart and turned back.
On both sides of the street.
Dark clouds rolled in.
Red flag and black horse, cavalry general, tramples on mountains and rivers and shatters the sun and moon.
Carrying the murderous aura that returned quickly from the bloody battlefield.
Blood was dripping from the horses' abdomens.
That's because there's blood on the armor.
Fight all the way back.
Ordinary soldiers and guards are not allowed to enter the imperial city in large numbers, as their numbers are limited, unless they are special soldiers with special tokens, or they are high-ranking generals.
Yes, the number of soldiers and generals blocking on both sides was well controlled, more than a hundred, but they were all the top elites on the battlefield, and the lowest was a captain of a thousand men.
They were all brave men who killed Hua Xiong and drank human blood.
They followed their commander back from a long and arduous journey, and came in a hurry and ferociously.
arrival.
One arrow shot, ending everything.
The bow is lowered, the master holds the bow with one hand and pulls the reins, riding the horse to gallop.
Come directly to offset the betrothal gifts that almost blocked the road.
They had no intention of giving in. The officials from the Ministry of Rites were so frightened that they trembled and did not even look at Lechen's face. They only shouted in a hoarse voice.
“Move it away!!”
“Move it away!!”
The little ancestor is back!
He will shoot someone to death!!
He did this!!
All the valuable betrothal gifts were moved away...quickly clearing the way.
Until Jiang Hui arrived in front of Lechen.
Lechen grabbed the reins and smiled, "Chilin, you didn't fight on the frontier, going against your grandfather's will, just for your aunt to come back..."
With a sweep of the spear, the box that Ruozhao was carrying on the horse behind him was passed through the rope, and the spear carried the box to Chen.
The tip of the gun was pressed against his throat.
The smell of blood and decay hit me in the face - it came from the box.
"Inside this box is the head of the leader of the Dian Cang tribe."
"I heard that you are my new uncle and have worked hard for many years. That's great. I think you are qualified as a descendant of the Jiang family. Please present the enemy bandit leader as a tribute to His Majesty on my behalf."
"Are you willing?"
He was tall, much taller than Lechen, and his horse happened to be even more majestic and powerful, so even on the horse, it seemed as if he was looking down at people.
Liaochen had calculated a lot and had already taken down three princes. He narrowed his eyes and remained very calm. "Thank you, Chilin, for your filial piety. Unfortunately, I have to marry your future aunt first..."
Jiang Hui: "I didn't ask you to choose."
After he finished speaking, a general came forward.
What the hell is this new prince!
When King Qi was at the peak of his power, they, the descendants of King Yan, were too lazy to greet him. How could they be afraid of this guy who suddenly appeared without any foundation?
Prince?
Is your majesty's bloodline still insufficient?
There are more than one people who were killed without any hesitation.
Anyway, the two sides have already torn their relations apart, and it is an ironclad fact that they belong to Prince Yan's sect, so why are they still pretending!
Fuck him!
The generals were furious when they saw what Lechen did in front of Prince Yan's mansion today!
How is this different from provocation?
So the generals forced Lechen to be taken away by force.
When passing by, Jiang Hui glanced at him sideways, and the cruelty and ruthlessness in his eyes was no less than that of a madman like Zhan Tianli.
But even if it was the latter, the number of people he had killed was not as many as the blood on Jiang Hui's hands when he was fifteen years old.
When he was in his prime, a madman like Jiang Hui was still polite. After all, he was well-educated and was happy to pretend to be obedient and elegant in front of Yan Siqing.
But behind people, especially now.
He looked at him as if he were a dead dog.
However, the way he looked at others was not much better.
Dismounting, feeling cold and lonely.
Only then did he walk towards the gate of his own palace.
At the bottom of the stairs.
She is on the steps.
It feels like a trance, as if we are back to the first time we met.
That time it was at her doorstep, this time it was the other way around.
But it seems that there is no counter-attack.
She was still the same...looking at him with complicated, strange and distant eyes.
But I don't want to look at him.
One step, up the stairs.
Bloody and ferocious, as if able to eat people.
Jiang Hui looked at her with almost no light in his eyes.
No one dared to talk to him.
But he was carrying another cage.
"I promised you that I would return victorious."
"I know you care about your country, so I've worked harder on the frontier."
"I thought, I'll take Wu Hu He Yun's head to cheer you up, reclaim the Snowman Valley and expand our Tianchao Mountains and Rivers, so that you will have a broader path to follow when you do business in the future."
"Now it seems that it is inappropriate."
"Am I disturbing you, my future aunt?"
He grinned, and the color drained from Yan Siqing's face. She moved her lips, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Jiang Hui said coldly, "Even if the worst happens, you can choose anyone."
"It could never be me, could it?"
She could definitely contact him.
She is the only one in the world who can contact him.
She knew it.
She refused.
If there was anything that forced her to change her mind and agree to Chen, it must be related to her daughter.
Even so, she refused!
I would rather choose this ending.
He knew her too well and knew that her worst-case scenario would be marrying Chen, or even anyone else.
Jian Wuliang, Zhou Li, or even Xie Rong would be fine.
She would just feel guilty for taking advantage of the other person and getting him into trouble, but if necessary, she could still make this choice.
Only he can't.
It was never her choice.
Why?
Why can't it be him?
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Jiang Hui's eyes were filled with fatigue from fighting on the battlefield, and the weariness from rushing on the road. They were bloodshot, but at this moment, they seemed to be filled with unresolvable emotions.
With blood and resentment.
She couldn't get it, but she gave it to others easily.
Future aunt?
The day he got the news, he couldn't sit still for too long. The front was in crisis, so he could only rush forward, clutching his blood-stained spear. He hurriedly folded the letter and hid it inside his armor.
He doesn't understand.
He also knew that she was free to choose.
"To be fair, it's your right to choose whoever you want."
"I've pretended before that you could make a choice..."
"It turns out being a gentleman is so difficult."
As long as she notified him, she would ask him for help.
Would he still seek repayment for the favor?
He would even send her away.
No matter what, he would send her away.
But she didn't.
Lechen, what is Lechen? How could such a smart person like her not notice it?
"Now it seems that since you can bear such a bad result."
"Then don't choose it anymore."
"I don't have to pretend anymore."
He backed away and remounted his horse.
Expressionless.
"Seal off the palace!"
"Wait until this prince gets married."
Yan Siqing stood there, without saying a word the whole time, just with a pale face, silently watching him come and go.
Watching him will lock away his life.
The palace was sealed.
Jiang Hui rushed to the palace with the great achievements of killing the Dian Cang tribe, annihilating the Wuhu Heyun army and even taking back the Snowman Valley.
Later, it was heard that he knelt in front of the palace and begged the emperor to grant him marriage based on his military achievements.
Emperors have always been the most realistic.
It was a great benefit to the country, a great victory on the front line, and the wealth of the Dian Cang tribe for generations was also paid...
The Northern Liao Army of the Beiyue Kingdom, which was known to be invincible, was defeated.
Wu Hu He Yun, the notorious young general who had wreaked havoc on many border areas, fell into the trap and was chased by this man through a bloody path in the siege and chaos... and was finally stabbed in the neck by this man.
The reason for the loss of contact is that after killing the armies of two countries, this person deliberately blocked the news, replaced the vanguard of Wu Hu He Yun's army, led his troops to sneak straight to Snowman Valley, and entered as a deserter of Wu Hu He Yun... Raid!
Took over Snowman Valley.
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Shock everyone.
This battle also made Jiang Huitian's name known throughout the nations, frightening many neighboring countries into collectively withdrawing their troops hundreds of miles away...
Emperor Heng, who used military might to conquer the Central Plains, cared the most about military affairs. The fact that he could hold banquets in the palace for so many years for military affairs showed his inner thoughts.
At this moment, he was so shocked that he burst into laughter and agreed immediately.
No one mentioned the King of England anymore.
Because everyone knew that no matter how much the emperor disliked Prince Yan and his son, with such great fame, killing the meritorious officials would be tantamount to destroying the prestige of the empire. The originally pacified border rebellion and the enhanced national prestige would only fall to the bottom, giving other countries an opportunity to take action.
So, this is an open conspiracy.
Jiang Hui was also betting on his own royal grandfather, that the current emperor was not a tyrant.
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However, Jiang Hui asked the Ministry of Rites to choose a date in advance.
He thought the day the King had just chosen was a good one.
He even added at the end, "Is there no better day? Not tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"
Emperor Heng and all the civil and military officials: "..."
The officials of the Ministry of Rites wanted to die.
As soon as possible, as fast as possible, it must be fast!
In the court, Prince Yan looked at his impatient son, then looked at Emperor Heng, his expression extremely complicated.
But he didn't say a word.
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