Looking at Marquis Muyang's lifeless appearance, Qin Feng lowered his eyes and said, "I'll take Muyang away. Marquis Muyang should still have some time to think about it." With that, Qin Feng clapped his hands. Two guards came in and carried Muyang's body away.
"Wait!" Marquis Muyang shouted anxiously, "Where are you taking Yang 'er?"
Qin Feng frowned slightly, "Princess Consort gave the order to bury Muyang." The original Lord I's order was not like this. But since the big thing was done, the Prince would not mind a small change.
Seeing that Marquis Muyang did not react, Qin Feng turned and left.
"Why … how did you do it?" Marquis Muyang's old and weak voice came from behind, "The spy of the Muyang Residence … who is it?" Qin Feng turned back in surprise. He did not expect Marquis Muyang to still have the mind to care about this question.
"Yaoji." Qin Feng said lightly.
Marquis Muyang was stunned. He did suspect Yaoji but he dismissed the idea in the end. The most fundamental reason was still Mu Lie. A woman, no matter how much she hated a man, she would not bring her son to harm her son's biological father.
As if understanding Marquis Muyang's doubts, Qin Feng said, "Mu Lie is not Muyang's son."
"What?" Marquis Muyang was stunned again, "That woman … that woman's son … I see, I see …" Knowing that he misunderstood, Qin Feng did not intend to explain. He glanced at Marquis Muyang and turned to leave. The moment he closed the door, a burst of crazy laughter came from inside. But that laughter sounded more like crying to Qin Feng's ears.
Sighing softly, Qin Feng shook his head and walked out.
A thousand miles away, Mo Xiuyao was sitting behind the desk in a daze with a gloomy expression in the tent. Feng Zhiyao came in and saw him. He raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong? It hasn't even been a month and you're already missing Princess Consort? " Mo Xiuyao glanced at him, "How can a loner understand the thoughts of someone with a family?"
Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes in annoyance. He was a loner. Who did this to him? He had not stopped for a moment in the past few years. He waved the secret letter in his hand and threw it over, "A letter from Qin Feng. It seems like Princess Consort doesn't miss you. She didn't even send you a greeting letter..
Mo Xiuyao raised his hand to catch it and lightly spat out, "Scram."
Opening the envelope, the contents of the letter made Mo Xiuyao's gloominess dissipate. He crumbled the letter crumpled it into powder. Having known Mo Xiuyao for many years, Feng Zhiyao naturally understood Mo Xiuyao's expression. He asked curiously, "What good news has made you so happy?" Mo Xiuyao's mood was clearly different from when he first came in. It was clear that Qin Feng's secret letter had reported something good.
"Princess Consort and General Lü have already taken care of Mo Jingli and are preparing to come back? That's not possible … … "As long as Mo Jingli wasn't a pig brain, it was impossible for him to be defeated so quickly.
Mo Xiuyao said, "Mu Yang is dead."
"What kind of good news is that?" Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes. Mu Yang may be considered a rising star among the generals of Da Chu State, but he probably did not have the qualifications for Prince Ding, Mo Xiuyao, to place such importance on him. Mu Yang's death, was it worth Mo Xiuyao's joy? Feeling that something was wrong, Feng Zhiyao pondered for a moment before reacting. His expression changed slightly, "Marquis Muyang's residence is finished?"
There weren't many people who knew how much Mo Xiuyao hated Marquis Muyang, but Feng Zhiyao was definitely one of them. In these years, Mo Jingqi died. Ren Qining died. Helian Zhen also died. It should be Marquis Muyang's turn. However, Mu Yang's death was somewhat unjust. Back in the capital, Feng Zhiyao and Mu Yang were friends. He could only secretly feel pity for him.
Mo Xiuyao nodded slightly. Feng Zhiyao thought for a moment, then said, "Old Marquis Muyang was one of the few people under Mo Jingli with brains. Marquis Muyang's residence is finished. Mo Jingli probably won't be able to hold on for much longer. In this way, after the princess is done, she can lead her troops to the west and surround the Xiling Army with us. "Lowering his head and calculating, Feng Zhiyao was also somewhat happy. If that was the case, perhaps the war would be over by the end of this year.
Mo Xiuyao said indifferently, "Not necessarily. Mo Jingli's troops are far above Lu Jinxian's. Moreover, there's still Lei Tengfeng … … Lei Tengfeng has already left the Chu Army and returned to defend Yu Ming Pass. By the time Princess Li and the others finish off Mo Jingli, I'm afraid Yu Ming Pass will already be surrounded by Lei Tengfeng. "
Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but frown, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you send He Su to Yu Ming Pass?"
Mo Xiuyao smiled at him, "Who told you He Su brought people to Yu Ming Pass?"
"Then may I ask Prince!" Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth, "Where did He Su bring 200,000 troops to?!" It was no wonder that Feng Zhiyao was angry. The Mohist army's strength was originally smaller than West-Hill's. When they were fighting fiercely with Lei Zhenting, Mo Xiuyao actually transferred 200,000 troops away. If he really wanted to go around Lei Zhenting's flank, then so be it. But now, Mo Xiuyao actually told him that he didn't go at all! Did Prince Prince Ding think that fighting a war was a game? Or were these generals really too stupid, unable to understand Prince Ding's unfathomable thoughts?
Seeing Feng Zhiyao's flustered and exasperated appearance, Mo Xiuyao was in a good mood, "Yu Ming Pass is more than a thousand li away from us, and the road is difficult to travel. It's less than three hundred li away from the Cold Valley Pass where Lei Tengfeng is, and it's all flat official roads. Even if He Su left before Lei Tengfeng, Feng San … … how do you want He Su to get to Yu Ming Pass before Lei Tengfeng? Do you think that with Lei Tengfeng's intelligence, he would leave such a loophole for us? From the very beginning, he sent Lei Tengfeng to Mo Jingli's side precisely to guard against this. "
Feng Zhiyao was stunned. He forced himself to calm down, asking, "In other words, Prince, you didn't plan to go to Yu Ming Pass from the very beginning?"
Mo Xiuyao shrugged, saying with a smile, "Why force yourself when you know it's impossible?"
"Then where is He Su?!" Feng Zhiyao only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.
Mo Xiuyao said with a smile, "If he's not at Yu Ming Pass, then he's naturally somewhere else."
Feng Zhiyao turned his head to look at the map hanging on the wall, hesitating for a moment before asking, "Cold Valley Pass?" Mo Xiuyao smiled but didn't say anything. Feng Zhiyao could only look at the sky, speechless. He looked silently at Mo Xiuyao for a moment and swallowed the words he wanted to say. He sighed and said, "With Wang Fei and General Lü holding them back, Lei Tengfeng may not be able to get back to Yu Ming Pass so quickly."
Mo Xiuyao said, "Even so, the two armies will arrive at about the same time. Also … … at that time, Yun Ting's army will probably be completely wiped out. Lu Jinxian and Li may also be surrounded by Mo Jingli alone. "
Feng Zhiyao nodded, accepting Mo Xiuyao's words. In any case, even ten of him wouldn't be a match for Mo Xiuyao. "In other words, we still have to fight head on with Lei Zhenting?"
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