Wang Miaoyin sighed softly: "I will discuss this with her as soon as possible, but she is also a prairie saint, a noble lady of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and a noble lady of the Southern Yan Dynasty. I may not be able to suppress her. Moreover,
She was also an apostle of the Tiandao Alliance, I'm afraid..."
When she said this, her expression suddenly changed: "Isn't the Tiandao Alliance going to force all the apostles to take the poison? Could it be..."
Liu Muzhi's expression was solemn: "Yes, this is what I am most worried about. However, after thinking about it, Murong Lan must have more than we thought. She arranged for He Lanmin to be Yizhen's stepmother, so that He Lanmin could follow the slaves.
Around me, this problem must have been solved long ago. I will also secretly investigate whether He Lanmin has secret connections with the Tiandao Alliance. If so, then it is very likely that Murong Lan's death has something to do with her and must be eradicated."
Wang Miaoyin sighed: "But if I attack her, I'm afraid Brother Yu will..."
Liu Muzhi said sternly: "So, we must have irrefutable evidence that He Lanmin is indeed still controlled by the Tiandao Alliance before we can report it to the slaves and then deal with it. We cannot decide on our own. Moreover, the treatment of He Lanmin also involves the Helan Department.
The resettlement even involves the stability of Qingzhou. After all, after the Helan tribe returns to obedience and the Murong clan is completely eradicated, they will become the largest force of the Xianbei people in Qingzhou, plus Helan Lu has been guarding it for many years.
The northern border of Nanyan has many connections with the Hu and Han powerful forces in Hebei. If they really rebel and lead the troops of the Northern Wei Dynasty to invade, it will be difficult to keep Qingzhou."
Wang Miaoyin said seriously: "We will deal with these matters later. Anti-justice is still young, so there is no need to rush into these matters. If it is difficult to deal with it at the moment, then at least stop the contact between He Lanmin and Brother Yu. After all, this woman is a charmer.
She is a beauty in the world. It is not even ruled out that she has some way to use Murong Lan's disguise. She can take advantage of Brother Yu's temporary longing and become a real couple with her. What's even more troublesome is that if she is pregnant with Brother Yu's child, that will happen.
At once…………"
At this point, cold sweat began to break out on her forehead, and she couldn't help clenching her pink fists.
Liu Muzhi sighed: "Let me handle these matters. It's better to follow the original plan. You go back to Beijing first and discuss the future affairs with your mother. And He Lanmin, oh, no, Hu Daoan, I'll be honest for the time being."
They are too young to travel and work hard, so they let their mother and son stay in Qingzhou. Next, the slaves will have to fight the demon thieves, and Yizhen may not be taken into account for the time being. After the demon thieves are eliminated, we will see what happens next.
Over time, I will also try to find out the details of He Lanmin, as well as the real culprit who assassinated Murong Lan this time, and I will do my best to investigate."
Wang Miaoyin nodded, her expression calmed down a little, and she forced out a smile: "Mu Zhi, thank you for your hard work. The post-war disposal of Nanyan is a very troublesome matter. Guanggu must be razed to the ground.
, the Murong clan is going to be exterminated, and the resettlement of hundreds of thousands of Xianbei people, and the comfort of the powerful local Han clan, are all inseparable from you. If there is anything I need to do, you can send messages as long as I can.
Anyone who can help will definitely..."
Liu Muzhi waved his hand: "Your task is no easier than mine. To convince your mother and give birth to a child, these two things are more difficult and meaningful than what I have done. There is a long road ahead, and there are enemies either overt or covert.
, will emerge one after another, since we have chosen to fight with the slaves, we have to face all of this, Miaoyin, encourage us together!"
Wang Miaoyin smiled slightly, turned around and left, waving her hand slightly in the air: "You and I will go our separate ways. The next time we meet, I hope we will drink the celebration wine together in Jiankang to eliminate the demon thieves and the Tiandao Alliance."
Liu Muzhi looked at Wang Miaoyin expressionlessly as he gradually disappeared under the steps. He was almost the only figure left in the huge palace. He turned around slowly and looked behind him.
The fire scene had become a ruin, with coke and black ash flying everywhere. In the center of the fire scene, two charred corpses that had been burned beyond recognition were still stuck together. An inexplicable strong wind blew by, and the two charred corpses were
The corpse suddenly turned into a mixture of millions of sparks and black ash, and together with the ashes of the entire hall, it was returned to dust.
Liu Muzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured: "Murong Chui, Murong Chui, a generation of tycoons like you will eventually die and the country will be destroyed, and will it turn into dust like this? All your ambitions, dreams, together with
The unfinished regret of ten thousand years of peace has been wiped out like this. If you had known this was the result, would you have chosen this path in the first place?"
The whimpering of the wind, like the roar of thousands of troops on the battlefield, stirred back and forth in the ruins of the palace, and seemed like countless dead souls wailing. Liu Muzhi turned around and stopped looking at everything behind him.
He rubbed his eyes and sighed: "I will never become a person like you, and he will never become a slave. However, those ten thousand years of peace..."
Liu Muzhi stopped talking to himself, shook his head, stretched out, and suddenly laughed: "What's going on forever? It's better to have a full stomach now. Cumin mutton skewers, I
coming!"
As he spoke, he laughed loudly, and rolled down the steps like a string of meat balls, heading straight out of the palace. Everything in the world went away with the laughter and returned to peace. Only that
The remnants and ashes of the palace behind him are still floating feebly, eventually returning to dust.
At night, outside Guanggu City, the Jin army camped.
In the commander's tent of the Chinese army, Liu Yu was wearing a general's robe and armor, sitting on the commander's position with an expressionless face. In the tents on both sides, stood fully armed generals. In the camp outside, there were formations of soldiers.
The cheers of the soldiers and the wild shouts of the soldiers after drinking too much wine came and went with the sound of the wind. There were laughter and laughter everywhere, and there were also bursts of folk songs with dialect accents from Wu.
After years of hard fighting, they finally won, and the joy of the soldiers was beyond words.
But everyone in the tent had solemn expressions. Everyone knew that as the coach, Liu Yu, today was by no means a good day. It could even be said that losing his beloved wife was comparable to conquering an enemy country and establishing immortal achievements.
Joy is thousands of times more painful. If given a choice, everyone believes that Liu Yu would rather never fight this battle.
It was Liu Muzhi who coughed lightly and broke the solemn atmosphere in the tent: "In this battle, our army completely wiped out the puppet Yan, captured the enemy monarch Murong Chao alive, and more than 84,000 Nanyan soldiers. Today
All of them were disarmed and surrendered, but there are still more than 174,000 civilians who have been placed under separate custody. In addition, Murong's clan and family records, a total of 3,172 people, have all been taken into custody and are awaiting their release.
.Commander, please make your decision."
This chapter has been completed!