However, this move will not take long - as long as he completely eliminates the third prince, it will be time to settle his old accounts.
In the battle of Wuchuan Town, he had fully seen that Luo Jia was still the god of war, and His Majesty was not foolish yet; more importantly, he found in fear that there was no grudge between the prince and His Majesty, and the prince was at least showing complete loyalty to His Majesty.
Yes. This is also the main reason why Your Majesty dares to be confident and bold in the army.
The prince is already an adult and can suppress his subordinates! He is no longer a good way to play tricks, but how dare he continue in front of the Northern Emperor?
In his judgment, even the 200,000 troops of Qi State, the third prince had no chance to win. Therefore, if he did not apologize early at this time, he would be afraid that it would be too late to arrive in Qingzhou.
He knelt on the ground, sweating all over his head.
Luo Jia didn't ask him, he said it himself, his voice trembled slightly: "Concubine Lin... was hiding in a small town less than a hundred miles away from Qingzhou... The old minister was guilty because the little girl Roufu kept going.
The old minister had to open his eyes and close his eyes and let Concubine Lin hide there. He was a relative of the old minister... The third prince sent people to contact her there... To catch the third prince, just send him
Just guard Concubine Lin Xian... Your Majesty, the old minister has told you... Please forgive me... The old minister deserves to die..."
Luo Jia supported his forehead with his hands, looking at Yi Hun's sweaty panic. What he covered was actually his concubine and his son. He was not raising him, and his father's fault, and his son became so sinister. Who was the one who was the one who was so vicious.
Is it the culprit? He sighed: "Yihun, get up."
Yi Hun was forgiven, but he didn't dare to feel at all. He just thanked him desperately, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Luo Jia waved his hand and said, "You go down."
Yi Hun fell down with sweat.
Luo Jia sat alone in the room, looking carefully at the map lay beneath him, and put his finger on the word "Qingzhou". It was an ancient city, three meters high, easy to defend but difficult to attack. At this time,
, Suddenly, I heard the personal guard report: "Your Majesty, I found an army coming quickly..."