Li Feng felt that he was not as good as his uncle Li Wanyun. Li Wanyun was the de facto King of Southern Xinjiang in Southern Xinjiang. Now that he was transferred to Jiangnan, he would be the de facto King of Jiangnan!
Since your father has given Li Wanyun a fief, you must also consider the feelings of your own son, right? After all, it is your son and I have fought for you all these years, so there is no credit but hard work, right?
Besides, the prince is dead and Li Shi is disabled. Shouldn’t I inherit your throne in the future? What if you just give me a fief?
I don’t want any other place, but Yanyun is my favorite... When Xiao Chen dies, my son, I ask you for it, you won’t refuse, right?
I don’t believe you would give it to Li Shi!
If that's the case... your son will inevitably have random thoughts and think that you want Li Shi to inherit your throne.
In fact, both Li Shi and Li Feng regretted it very much. They regretted not taking the initiative to ask Ying to recover Yanyun County!
Mainly because I didn't expect it to be so easy.
Otherwise one of them must be King Yanyun now!
I just regret that there is nowhere to find the medicine, so I can only drug the damn lucky Xiao Chen...
Therefore, it is said that the most ruthless emperor's family.
Xiao Chen went through life and death for the Li family, went through so many hardships, spent so much effort, and finally ended up like this...
Can you really blame Xiao Chen for rebelling?
Wanyan Pingqiu left with a lot of worries, and Wu Luolan left reluctantly. After resting for two days in Longjiang City, Xiao Chen and the others continued their journey, all the way north.
After crossing the Bailong River, it was the border of Xianbo. After walking less than ten miles, Mo Yu led a cavalry to greet the escort. After walking another ten miles, Arutai also led a cavalry to greet them. Both of them were Xianbo.
The general personally led the troops to protect him, which was enough to give the two imperial envoys face...
When we arrived at the border with Mojie, we saw a company camp stretching for more than ten miles, and we couldn't even see the edge of it!
General Qiu Muling, wearing armor and a scimitar at his waist, led hundreds of murderous guards out of the camp to greet them. Gong Shouli and Zuo Weipan were so frightened that their faces turned pale. What the hell are the Xianbo people doing?
Is it a welcome or a demonstration?
Also, what do you mean by deploying so many troops on the border? Are you going to start a war with the Mojie tribe?
"General Qiu Muling, what are you doing?" Xiao Chen asked directly.
"Haha, I'm here to greet the two imperial envoys and you, Mr. Xiao!" Qiu Muling laughed heartily, but there was no smile in his eyes, and there was murderous intent.
"I'm asking you what you mean by placing so many soldiers here!" Xiao Chen said loudly.
"The weather is crisp in autumn, and when we go hunting and playing, the children have just killed a few fat yellow sheep, and they just slaughtered them for the adults to catch the wind!" Even the children would not believe Qiu Muling's words!
How could anyone bring tens of thousands of people out to hunt in the border areas? This is not a simple demonstration and provocation, but an almost open invasion of others!
We went to celebrate the birthday of old Prince Wanyanhong, but you led the troops to beat him? Is it right?
"Where is your Prince Moro? I want to see her!" Xiao Chen looked furious, as if he didn't know about this.
"Our prince has caught a cold occasionally and is feeling unwell. He is currently recuperating in Xicheng. If Master Xiao wants to see her, please go." Qiu Muling said.
"Isn't this nonsense? Poduo Luo clearly said that she was going to Mojie to celebrate the birthday of the old prince Wanyanhong. Why did she suddenly become ill?" Xiao Chen asked.
"Master Xiao, you need to pay attention to your words! Are you questioning our Prince Moro for pretending to be sick?" Qiu Muling said, "Prince Podoluo is far away in Longjiang, how does he know whether our Prince is infected? Besides, Po Duoluo is far away in Longjiang.
Doro is a person who likes to shoot off firecrackers at random, and I’m afraid he’s also talking about drunken things.”
"Can such a thing be said nonsense?" Xiao Chen said angrily, "Immediately speed up the 800-mile journey back to Yanxi and find Prince Moro! Just say... the imperial envoy ordered her to come.
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Gong Shouli and Zuo Weipan were shocked when they heard this. Who ordered her to come? Whether she goes to celebrate her birthday or not has nothing to do with us? Besides, we are just imperial envoys going to celebrate her birthday, so why should she come?
Prince Xianbo gave an order? Isn’t this nonsense!
"Haha, your Majesty the Imperial Envoy?" Qiu Muling stared at Gong Shouli Zuo Weipan with bull's eyes, "What kind of Imperial Envoy do you serve and dare to give orders to our prince? Not to mention you two adults, even if the Emperor of Zhou comes here in person,
So what if we don’t obey his orders?”
"General Qiu Muling, we have absolutely no intention of doing this!" Gong Shouli quickly explained, "This is all nonsense from Xiao Chen."
"But General Qiu Muling has tens of thousands of troops here, but he doesn't know if he wants to attack Mojie?" Zuo Weipan asked cautiously.
"I have no comment on important military and national affairs!" Qiu Muling said loudly, "Please, the young general has already set up a banquet, and I ask the three adults to honor you no matter what!"
"If we don't go to Ang, we are still in a hurry." Xiao Chen refused.
"I have to treat Mr. Xiao to a drink!" Qiu Muling waved his hand, "Why don't you quickly invite Mr. Xiao to the banquet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen soldiers immediately rushed in. Without saying a word, they dragged several people into the military camp.
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you kidding me? How can you force someone to eat a banquet? Where is this person..." Xiao Chen was still struggling, but he was wrapped up in a few big and round soldiers, and he couldn't help but go all the way.
Gong Shouli quickly turned to look at Ling'er and the others, thinking to himself, why don't you guards take action? You didn't hear Xiao Chen calling!
Ling'er didn't even dismount, but just shrugged at him, saying that there was nothing he could do. There were only a dozen of us, and they had thousands of troops. Wouldn't it be bad luck if we started a fight?
The banquet was held in Qiu Muling's large Chinese army tent. The large pool of blood outside the tent was particularly dazzling. Fortunately, it was probably from the slaughter of sheep, not murder...
Inviting three people to enter, Qiu Muling unceremoniously took the lead. Mo Yu was on the left, and Arutai was on the right. Neither of them had taken off their armor. They had sullen faces, staring eyes, and they looked like they were holding swords on their waists.
Drinking with someone is like being a prisoner.
On the table was a large pot of steaming boiled yellow mutton. It looked uncooked at first glance and was still oozing with blood. There were several sharp knives stuck on it, and the cold light shone under the setting sun.
"We are fighting against Han people. We don't know the etiquette, but we also know the dignity and inferiority. I'm afraid these three bowls of wine should be for Master Xiao. Master Xiao, you are a first-class eunuch and a second-class governor, are you higher than the two of them?
Wrong?" Qiu Muling picked up a bowl of water and stared at Xiao Chen eagerly.
"Don't dare." Xiao Chen looked very scared and quickly picked up the wine.
"Young generals are not allowed to drink alcohol in the army, so let's drink water instead. Let's drink three bowls!" Qiu Muling toasted with water, which was also particularly disrespectful.
What else could Xiao Chen say? This was obviously not the time for a drinking lawsuit, so he had to drink three bowls with a sullen face.
When it was Gong Shouli's turn, he was very happy and drank three bowls of wine cleanly.