Chu Yue raised his fingertips slightly, and the butterfly shone with its light red wings and flew into a corner of the coffin.

The young man stopped beside Chu Yue, looked at Lingdie, and said, "My father was a butterfly raising man during his lifetime. Because he had mined iron ore for many years in Beixuan City, there were few small beasts and Lingdie, and my father had raised some."

Chu Yue put down her hand, her eyes clear, and she asked softly: "What's your name?"

"If you are not talented, Beixuanjiang's family will do what you want." Jiang Rusheng said.

"May this prosperous age be as you wish."

Chu Yue stood with her hands behind her back, muttering to herself, looking at the coffin and butterfly in front of her with admiration.

"General Ye."

Jiang Ruyuan's eyes were red: "My father is alive, I once said that my ancestors cultivated the Xuanyuan Dynasty and alarmed the nine continents of the divine veins. Now the Shenwu is a sleeping divine dragon. On the day of awakening, he will surely shake Lingtian again and get help from warriors from all directions."

No matter how the Shenwu Empire declined, no matter how greedy Lin Beixuan and others were, they were tragic and tragic.

The existence of an empire can last for a long time because of countless people like Mr. Jiang.

Chu Yue stood in front of the coffin, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

With awesome emotions like a storm, Chu Yue opened her eyes again, leaving only a clear and bright spot in her eyes, especially calm.

Chu Yue turned around and walked out. Before leaving, her fair little hand solemnly patted Jiang Rusheng's shoulder, "After taking care of Mr. Jiang's funeral, she was ready to take up the new position."

Jiang Ruyuan suddenly turned around, looked at Chu Yue's back in surprise, and asked in confusion: "What General Ye said about the new position refers to...?"

"Lord of Beixuan City, General Office of Miners."

Chu Yue was thin and walked in the sunny courtyard.

Jiang Ruyuan opened his mouth slightly, covered in tears, and immediately felt awe-inspiring, "Don't worry, General, I will uphold the faith of my father, devote my life to Shenwu and the people, and only after death!"

Chu Yue smiled slightly, stopped talking, just waved her hand, and walked out.

Outside the Jiang Mansion Gate, Leng Qingshuang, Xiao Li and others have been waiting for a long time.

"Xiao Yue'er, the new mine is outside the Chengxi Iron Mine." Leng Qingshuang said.

Chu Yue stood on the stone steps, and her red lips raised a smile.

Sometimes, without her speaking, Leng Qingshuang and others could know what she thought about next.

The tacit understanding and bondage of comrades are very subtle.

Xiao Li said slowly: "There are heavy troops guarding the iron ore in the west of the city. These soldiers include the barracks that Lin Beixuan recruited and trained in private, and the Yaochi guards hired. Without the secret order of the Chang'an royal family, it would be difficult to enter the iron ore to check the reason."

Chu Yue half-squinted her silent eyes, and a cold look flashed through her.

The methods of Yaochi Palace are really deceitful!

However, Lin Beixuan has been buried in the mansion and no longer has any say in the city.

"Follow me to the west of the city!"

Chu Yue waved her hand and walked straight down the stone steps.

Suddenly, restless voices rose everywhere.

Chu Yue raised her eyebrows and looked sideways at the end of the long street.

But two armies were terrifying in all directions, riding fiery red horses and galloping all the way.

What rises in the wind is Chu Yue’s familiar flag.

Yes—

Shenwu Town North Army!

Chang'an National Protection Army!

The leaders of the two armies were Major General Xu Ruoyan, and Xiao Ran, the second son of the Xiao Mansion of the Protectorate!

The flag is gorgeous, symbolizing hope.

The sound of iron hooves treading on the ground became louder and louder, splashing dust and smoke all over the ground.

Chu Yue smiled brightly, like the gentle sunshine.

"I have seen the little master after Xu Ruoyan!"

Xu Ruoyan flew out from the horse's back, like a stream of light bursting into it. He came to Chu Yue, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with his hands, and his eyes were bright and bright.

"Master General Xu, please get up."

Chu Yue smiled slightly and helped Xu Ruoyan up.

"Old Chu, I haven't seen you for many days, I miss you so much."

Xiao Ran took a step forward, as if he was talking, full of complaints: "Xiao Li followed you around and had fun and delicious food. I was scolded by my father every few days, and I just learned from Concubine Su to find a rope and hang it on the beam."

When Xiao Li saw his unruly brother, he twitched his lips slightly, and he was very helpless.

"Xiao Li never forgets to practice at all times. Don't make excuses for your laziness."

Chu Yue shrugged and said, "Zhenbei, the country is just right, they are all royal troops, so let's go with me, the iron ore in the west of the city!"

"Yes!" Xu Ruoyan nodded with his fists.

After a long time of fatigue, Xiao Ran saw Chu Yue's wound on his shoulder blades. He wanted to speak but stopped, and then turned over to his horse.

The two armies were sturdy and walked towards the west of the city.

On the back, on the wall of Jiangfu courtyard, Feng Yuyin crossed his legs and lay on the high place, with his slender hands pillowing under the back of his head, and three thousand ink hair was casually dispersed.

He turned his head to look at the army in the distance, and among the crowd, looking at the thin back and dazzling red, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and a faint sadness arose.

"Why don't you know how to kill traitors and save others? You know how to take care of yourself?"
Chapter completed!