Yanjue and Yuyao rode all night from Baiyue to the nearest port without stopping for a moment, only for the news from the hidden pile that Qian He had passed away.

Ruanyao has no feelings for this master. She only knows that he is usually serious and serious. Ever since Yanjue took the position of young city lord, and Fuxiao was there to assist him, Qianhe would mostly stay in seclusion in Tianhai City and not see the world unless there was anything important.

.In her eyes, Qianhe is very powerful and mysterious. Just like the rumors, he is equivalent to the existence of a god and has been supporting the entire Tianmu Peak. But now, this god has passed away.

No matter how indifferent she was, she still knew how heavy the burden of Tianmu Peak was. In the night, the horses that were running wildly finally stopped at the port. There were hidden stakes waiting there, and when they saw the two people dismounting, they immediately came up to greet them, "Young Master, the ship has already arrived.

Be ready to set sail at any time."

Yanjue kept walking quickly, "Let's go."

"yes."

When the two of them passed by the notice board at the pier, Ruiyao accidentally glanced at it, and her eyes widened with just that one glance. What was posted on the notice board was a marriage certificate. Such an announcement made people envious of the hero and heroine.

, but the signature was so dazzling that she stopped in her tracks, thinking it was just dazzling.

Yanjue, who was walking far away, stopped and turned around to call her, "Follow me quickly."

Ruanyao said dumbly, "Here we come." She left quickly with a heavy heart. However, the three-character signature was deeply imprinted on her heart, making it difficult to move.

Announcement: Jingjiang Yegu Rong and Princess Fengxin held an engagement banquet in Yaocheng on the seventh day of the first lunar month in winter.

***

One month ago, Fengxin Qingtan Racecourse.

This is a very vast flat land, almost as far as the eye can see. This racecourse is very famous in Fengxin. It has always been a place where war horses are trained for warriors. It can be said to be a royal racecourse.

On weekdays, aristocrats and wealthy businessmen come to buy horses or play polo, but today this is the first time that such people have fallen on their backs.

Ye Gurong folded his arms and leaned behind the fence. He saw a group of people surrounding a woman in blue from a distance, "This fierce horse is very stubborn. The princess has a daughter of gold, so it's better not to take risks."

Xin Liuxiang said angrily: "Father's birthday is coming soon. I didn't get the painting, what else can I do?" After saying this, he grabbed the riding whip and turned over, regardless of the obstruction. As soon as he sat on it, the black horse in front of him began to neigh, accompanied by a large arc.

It sways and jumps, just wanting to knock the person off its back.

"Princess, be careful!" Everyone gathered around the horse but did not dare to get close. They could only stand aside at a loss.

Ye Gurong grinned, with admiration in his eyes. This woman looked soft and weak, but she was extremely stubborn. Her little hands were red from being tied by the rope and she refused to let go. Regardless of her safety, she only wanted to tame the wild horse.

After several rounds of back and forth, the woman on the horse was obviously tired and could not withstand the fierce horse. Sweat was pouring from her forehead. Suddenly, the black horse raised its front hooves and seized the opportunity to throw off the person on its back. Xin Liuxiang was quick and grasped the rope tightly to avoid being thrown.

Instead, she was hanging sideways on the horse's belly. The horse was galloping all the way, but she dared not let go of her hands.

A group of people followed the horse in a hurry.

Seeing the situation, Ye Gurong jumped on a horse and chased after it. He grabbed a horse pole in his hand, ran close, hit the horse's head, jumped down, and held on tightly. For a while, the horse kept honking.

, with all his strength, he actually reined in the horse.

A group of people behind him hurried up, pulled horses, helped people, and controlled the situation.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Yegruong loosened the harness, patted the dust on his clothes, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Xin Liuxiang managed to stand upright and did not lose face as the princess of the city in front of outsiders. "Thank you knight for saving me. I wonder if I can tell you my name so I can thank you another day."

Ye Gurong said: "It's not worth mentioning. I have important things to do, so I won't delay." Ye Gurong clasped his fists and bowed, "Girl, take your leave."

"Eh..." Xin Liuxiang hesitated. Seeing him leaving the racecourse, he lowered his head and said to the girl next to him: "This man has extraordinary skills. He doesn't look like an ordinary person. The world is tense now. Just in case, I know you."

Send someone to find out what's going on."

The girl responded, "Yes, Princess."

Here, Ye Gurong had just left the racecourse, and two brothers had already surrounded him. The man with a handsome face and a more Chinese look said: "Brother, why did you stop suddenly?"

Ye Gurong said: "This princess is very smart, and she will mess up if she doesn't do it."

The other man with unshaven beard looked like a foreigner, and his tone was obviously wild: "If you mess up, mess up, isn't it just a trivial title of king? I won't give him a hammer to let him see the King of Hell."

Ye Gurong stopped and sighed: "Fourth brother, can you control your temper? We are here to form an alliance, not to attack the city!"

Bu Lingzhao laughed out loud, "Fourth brother, you are really the most manly person I have ever seen. I admire you." After saying this, he clasped his fists and made a bow.

Mu Keran waved his hand and said, "Fuck you." Then he said, "Then what do we do next?"

Bulingzhao thought for a while and said: "Since the eldest brother thinks that sending the painting to the princess in person will not gain favor, but will be self-defeating, then the next step is to give the painting to the Lord of Yao City in person."

At first, I really wanted to seduce the princess first, but when I saw the painting in my hand, I couldn't help but think of the woman in white. He had already deceived the woman's trust for a painting, so how could he make up his mind again today?

To use women to achieve their goals. He thought so in his heart, so naturally he couldn't say that. He nodded, "This Princess Liuxiang has tried so hard to draw it but she still can't get it. If we present it to her in a grand manner today, we are not openly provoking her."

If you are suspicious, Lao Wu is right, send it to Lord Yao City, and we will make it clear what your purpose is."

September 23rd is the 50th birthday of Xin Yuanchao, the lord of Yao City.

The city had been bustling with excitement in the three days before. Because the city lord was enlightened and well-directed, the people loved him very much. It was natural that he would enjoy this birthday with the people.

At the banquet in the cubicle, Xin Yuanchao looked at Xin Liuxiang and hated the iron. "I heard that you have been busy since a month ago. Why didn't you see the painting delivered in the end?"

Xin Liuxiang felt unwilling and said aggrievedly: "It's my daughter who is useless."

He stretched out his hand, and the maid next to him immediately handed over a scroll. He put the scroll in front of her and said expressionlessly: "Look what this is."

Xin Liuxiang opened it and took a look. It was the picture of Xiaoxiang that he had tried so hard but could not get. "Father, this is..." This picture was obviously taken away by the woman in white, so how could it appear in his hand.

Xin Yuanchao stood up and walked around: "This is what Ye Gurong sent."

"Ye Gurong?"

Xin Yuanchao looked at the street next to the building with his hands behind his back, with calculation in his eyes, "He sent a painting to celebrate his birthday and expressed his intention to come, and said he was willing to form an alliance with our country and jointly attack Yuankang."

Xin Liuxiang stood up and said, "Father, have you promised him?"

Xin Yuanchao did not answer immediately. He had his own considerations and firmly believed in his own vision of people. "Do you remember Yue Sheng?"

Xin Liuxiang nodded, "Father said that General Yue Sheng of Yuankang has been a lifelong enemy of my Xin family."

Xin Yuanchao clenched his fist and said fiercely: "He cut off my finger back then. This revenge must be avenged."

Half an hour ago, the cabinet.

Xin Yuanchao sat on the main seat, looked at the three people in front of him, and said calmly: "General Yegu came uninvited, what is the purpose?"

Ye Gurong was sitting at the bottom. He was not timid in the face of Xin Yuanchao's oppressive aura. Instead, he was chatting and laughing. He waved his hand and gave way to Bu Lingzhaocheng to take the gift box. "I heard that Jun Cheng is celebrating his fiftieth birthday, so naturally I came to congratulate him."

Looking at the gift box on the table, Xin Yuanchao didn't make any unnecessary moves, "I'm a straightforward person. I can talk about anything without having to beat around the bush."

"That's it!" Yegurong shrugged, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me for being rude. Yuanfeng is now fighting, and the border towns have been in flames several times. The people are suffering terribly. Although your country has not been defeated, it is by no means completely defeated.

Win." Xin Yuanchao continued to listen to him expressionlessly: "I think if someone helps your country at this time, the situation will be completely different."

Xin Yuanchao raised his eyebrows, "You mean you want to help me?"

Ye Gurong said: "It's not about helping the county magistrate, it's about mutual benefit. I'm here today to form an alliance with your country for your majesty, my lord. I will capture Yuankang in the future, and the land will be divided between you and me."

Xin Yuanchao sneered, "You have such a strong tone that you are not afraid of choking."

Ye Gurong also laughed, "Jun Cheng is a smart man. My lord is the first person to lend a helping hand to your country. He should not refuse. After all, as time goes by, there is no guarantee that there will not be a second friend who will help Yuan Kang. When the time comes,

At that time..."

Xin Yuanchao slammed the table, "You are threatening me!"

Ye Gurong smiled, "I don't dare, I'm just telling the truth. Troubled times have arisen, and none of the eight countries are excepted. Even if the countries have nothing to do with each other, if your country wins, the county magistrate dares to say that Feng Xin has obtained the land of the two countries and the strength of the troops."

Can we protect the country even if it is weakened?"

No one is a fool, everyone only thinks about money, land and power, not to mention the eight kingdoms are all devils who stepped on flesh and blood, no one is kind.

"Jun Cheng, please think about it again. If you figure it out someday, you can write to me in Jingguo." After saying that, he bowed and prepared to leave.

When leaving the house, "Wait!"

Ye Gurong looked back at him.

Xin Yuanchao stood up, opened the gift box, and smiled, "It's not impossible to form an alliance, but are you willing to show your sincerity?"

"Oh? Jun Cheng, please speak."

"I want you to kill a man and bring him his fingers."

"who?"

"General Yuan Kang, Yue Sheng."

***

After Yan Jue left, Mo Shuruo was not affected, but became more motivated. After observing the clay she brought back from the Xin Mausoleum, she seemed to have a rough conclusion in her mind. The next day, she reported to the Marquis of Baiyue and brought some clay with her.

I personally went directly to the cemetery to check.

Xinling Mausoleum is majestic. Although there are only dozens of golden palaces standing on the surface, the underground extends in all directions, with hundreds of mausoleums, plus chambers and burial pits. Its scale can be said to be the largest in history. No other dynasty can match it.

.

But what he saw now was the deserted mountains and wilderness as usual. Xiang Jingyi glanced at her and then looked around to make sure it was safe. About ten people stood on the hillside, just waiting quietly for Mo Shuruo to send him.

She looked down at the scene in front of her and thought about something quietly.

The wasteland in front of her was overgrown with weeds, and in the distance were several connected mountains and old forests. She didn't know much about Feng Shui, but she really didn't understand why the wasteland had accumulated water and turned into a swamp. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the surface of the mausoleum to be shaped like a bowl. No matter what

In any dynasty, royal tombs would pay great attention to the drainage system. It is difficult not to make people suspicious of such a strange sight.
To be continued...