Han Mingxi hung himself on the tree like a bat and lazily said, "What does fighting have to do with us?" They didn't need to go to the battlefield.
Feng Huaiting put down the chess piece and stood up with a smile. "Of course it has something to do with us. Since that's the case, we should prepare."
Han Mingxi fell from the tree and looked at Feng Huaiting's departing figure. He suspiciously asked, "What should we prepare?"
Han Mingyue smiled faintly and said, "Before the troops and horses move, the provisions will move first. The head of the Feng family is a smart person."
"Brother …" Han Mingxi looked at his elder brother with some regret and worry. In the past, his elder brother was immersed in the matter of Su Zuidie. Now, he had gradually come to his senses. His elder brother's talent was definitely not inferior to the head of the Feng family. However, what happened in the past determined that he would never be able to use his talents in the northwest. Han Mingyue shook her head in relief and smiled faintly. "Ming … to me, the so-called imperial ambitions are just a dream. No, I haven't even had such a dream. There's nothing wrong with being like this … "
"Prince Ding really doesn't know that you've been giving me ideas behind my back for the past two years?" Han Mingxi asked. His talent was limited and he was never afraid to admit that he was inferior to others. In the past two years, Prince Ding had given him many things that were clearly beyond his ability. This made Han Mingxi have some doubts. Han Mingxi smiled and patted his younger brother's shoulder. "It's rare for you to be confused. Let's go. Mr. Feng might have something that he needs your help with."
When Ye Li stepped into the reception hall, the envoy from Da Chu State had not yet left. The envoy from Xiling was arranged to drink tea and wait in the reception hall on the other side. When she walked in and saw the envoy from Da Chu State, Ye Li was stunned. So he could be considered an acquaintance. King Yu, Mo Jingyu.
"Li Li, you're back?" Seeing Ye Li appear at the door, Mo Xiuyao, who originally had a trace of impatience on his face, immediately smiled and stood up to welcome Ye Li. Mo Jingyu also hurriedly stood up and bowed. "Princess Ding. What is Princess Consort doing? " Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "So it's King Yu. I just left the city to visit my grandfather. King Yu has come to greet me, please forgive me."
Of course, Mo Jingyu knew about Lishan Academy on a mountain not far from the city. It was originally Da Chu State's Lishan Academy, one of the three great academies in the world. And because of Mo Jingqi's stupidity, the Northwest had taken advantage of him. In the past two years, the talent selection system in the northwest had basically taken shape. The biggest factor was that Lishan Academy had attracted and nurtured an endless stream of talents. Many students who traveled thousands of miles to study would choose to stay in the northwest after they finished their studies. Moreover, the number of students from the northwestern region had increased greatly in the past two years. They were even more loyal to the Prince Ding Mansion.
"King Yu, please take a seat." Following Mo Xiuyao to the main seat, Ye Li said with a smile.
Mo Xiuyao thanked him and sat down again. Looking at Mo Xiuyao, who was clearly no longer paying attention to him, he could not help but smile bitterly, not knowing what to say. Ye Li said somewhat apologetically, "Did I interrupt your conversation?" Mo Xiuyao pulled one of Ye Li's hands over his knee and played with it as he said, "What's the matter? Have you come to ask for help? "
"Ask for help?" Ye Li raised an eyebrow.
Mo Xiuyao smiled bitterly. For the sake of Mo Xiuyao, he had spoken directly. He did come to ask for help, but for Mo Xiuyao to say it in such a tone, it made him feel a little awkward. Ye Li frowned and said, "Has the situation already deteriorated to this extent? King Li actually agreed to ask for help from the Mohist army? "
Mo Jingyu was somewhat embarrassed. King Li had indeed not agreed. It had to be said that even if Mo Jingli and Mo Jingqi did not get along, they were still brothers. On the issue of the Prince Ding Mansion, they were truly unprincipled. The only difference was that Mo Jingqi was targeting the Prince Ding Mansion. No matter who the Prince Ding was, he could not wait to pounce on them and bite them. As for Mo Jingli, he was more targeting Mo Xiuyao as a person. But the current situation did not allow Mo Jingli to disagree. Perhaps Mo Jingli could bring his own people and retreat to Jiangnan. But the others could not. Their roots were in the Chu capital. Once the Chu capital was broken, everything would be over for them.
"General Leng is currently resisting the North at Zijing Pass. Last month, Xiling and the Northern Tribes simultaneously launched an attack on the Da Chu State. Da Chu State is being attacked from three sides. It is truly … I hope that Prince Ding will give us a helping hand on behalf of the Da Chu State. "
Mo Xiuyao sneered, "Give us a helping hand? This is the meaning of those old men in the imperial court, right? Did Mo Jingli agree? Does King Yu dare to guarantee that Mo Jingli will not stab a knife in the back when I send troops? My Mohist army has experienced this kind of thing more than once or twice in the Mohist army. King Yu, please return. "
"Prince Ding … Are you really going to watch us die?" Although he was close to Mo Jingli, he did not want to see the Da Chu State destroyed. "Could it be that Prince Ding feels that our sincerity is not enough? If there is anything else we can do, Prince Ding, please do not hesitate to speak. "
"Sincerity?" Mo Xiuyao said indifferently, "From beginning to end, I have not seen any sincerity. However … it's not impossible … "
Mo Jingyu was overjoyed, "Prince Ding, please instruct me."
Mo Xiuyao's lips curved into a cold smile, "As long as Mo Jingli is willing to kneel in front of the Mohist army and apologize for the Da Chu State's royal family. I can consider it. "
Mo Jingyu's expression changed. He immediately understood that he had come in vain. Let alone having Mo Jingli kneel in front of the Mohist army, he was afraid that he would not even be able to bow to Mo Xiuyao. Sighing helplessly, Mo Jingyu finally lowered his head in dejection.
Mo Xiuyao smiled, "It seems that King Yu has given up. Then please."
Mo Jingyu looked at the indifferent Mo Xiuyao. Finally, he sighed and stood up to leave.
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