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Chapter 1517

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Xie Xibian forced a smile.

Da Chu was most proud of Mister Cao. Would he grow old?

Cao Changqing lowered his voice and said, "That guest will secretly come in the evening. You and Song Maolin will stay by my side. You don't have to do anything."

Xie Xibian asked worriedly, "Why does the current Duke of Yansheng, a saint family with a history of more than 800 years, want to meet you? I don't understand. What else is there to say? "

Cao Changqing did not immediately give an answer.

Liu Songtao, who became a Buddha in Lantuo Mountain, came to him to persuade him to let it go.

That Duke of Yansheng should be the same.

Kings and officials can decide life and death with a word. Scholars like us are full of hot blood and have nothing to fear.

However, if there was someone who could decide whether a person's name would be passed down through the ages or go down in infamy, wouldn't they calm down and think about it carefully?

Cao Changqing looked at the sky and muttered, "When one has to let go of one's country, one can only let go. Jianghu can also be let go. But some things can't be let go even if I want to. No matter how much I read and how much I know, it is still the same. "

Xie Xibian was mentally wandering.

If one day he could fight the Beiliang cavalry on the battlefield, he would have no regrets even if he died.

But such an opportunity would not appear.

Jiang Ni walked to a secluded place and looked at the rolling waves of the river alone.

Song Maolin hesitated for a moment and came to her side. He said softly, "Princess."

Jiang Ni, who had her back facing this immortal, did not move. She pretended not to hear and let Song Maolin know to leave.

Song Maolin smiled bitterly, "Princess, I only have one thing to say. I will leave after that."

Jiang Ni could only turn her head and said calmly, "Speak."

Song Maolin's voice was warm as he said softly, "I can guess where you went and who you met a while ago. I don't dare to say anything. I only hope that you will not take such risks in the future. There are many things in the world that should be done by men. There is no reason for women to help."

Jiang Ni made an "oh" sound. Unfortunately, she did not say anything else.

Song Maolin smiled and left.

But in the next moment, Song Maolin was pleasantly surprised. The princess actually called his name.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly turned around.

Jiang Ni smiled. "Someone asked me to pass a message to you. He said that the next time he sees you, he will definitely beat you up … until you can't recognize anyone."

Jiang Ni felt that he was already very kind. He changed the words' father 'and' mother 'to something that didn't hurt their relationship.

Song Maolin's face stiffened as if he was struck by lightning.

Poor Exiled Deity.

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On the border between Beimang and Liangliao, a group of armored cavalry troops roared past right under the noses of the Liyang Border's military sentries.

The leader was the newest commander of Beimang's eastern front. He was a legendary figure who was somewhat similar to the Chunqiu remnant that Hong Jia ran north into Beimang, but was also very different. This old man did not settle down in the Southern Dynasty. Instead, he traveled alone in the grasslands of Beimang. It was similar to how the Taiping Emperor traveled in Liyang. Although he was almost 50 years old, the armored old man still did not look old. One could vaguely see that he must have been a first-class handsome man when he was young. It was no wonder that in the past 10 years, he had been involved in many affairs. Even the Beimang Palace heard that there was an unknown old man who had seduced many noble ladies. When this guy suddenly became the commander of the eastern front, the entire Beimang suddenly realized that it was him!

Wang Sui!

Along with Ye Baikui, Xu Xiao, and Gu Jiantang, Wang Sui was known as the Four Great Generals of the Spring and Autumn Period. He was the youngest and most unruly Prince Consort of Dongyue. Unlike Ye Baikui, who was victorious in every battle, he had only lost once. Unlike Xu Xiao, who was the ultimate winner, he had actually suffered many defeats. Unlike Gu Jiantang, who was suspected of not living up to his name, Wang Sui was truly undefeated on the battlefield he was in. The fall of Dongyue was attributed to the self-destruction of the city by the Imperial Court of Dongyue. It was Li Yang's plan to sow discord. He removed Wang Sui's commander-in-chief title, and Wang Sui himself gracefully abdicated and disappeared without a trace.

After Wang Sui followed Dong Zhuo, Yang Yuanzan, and Liu Gui as the main general of another front in Beimang, unlike the three who each had their own personal troops, Wang Sui casually rode an old horse to the border to take up his post. In the mountainous eastern front of Beimang, Wang Sui did not promote or demote anyone boldly, nor did he treat people kindly and drink with the generals. He was like an outsider who had run over to watch a show. He did not care about anything and did not meddle in any military affairs. Every day, Wang Sui narrowed his eyes and strolled blindly among the various armies with his hands behind his back. This made the old forces who were originally uneasy or full of resentment dumbfounded. Then, the generals of Beimang became anxious. "You motherf * cker, doing nothing all day long. When the time comes, His Majesty will misunderstand that we are working together to ostracize you. If we, the old men, suffer such a great grievance for no reason, who can we find to reason with?" Thus, someone suggested to have Wang Sui hold a military parade at the border. At the very least, he would be able to have a taste of being the number one figure in the eastern front army. This would be compensation for this old man's understanding of the situation.

Thus, today's scene of all the generals on the eastern front of Beimang had come out. However, many of the old Generals of Beimang's border army and the older generals glanced at the fellow who was surrounded not far away from them with a cold smile. Wang Sui's awe-inspiring might was just for show.

Wang Sui, in addition to the personal guards and elite cavalry that were randomly assembled by various factions, also had the personal attendants of Qiu Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Ru Ju Bo Da Jingchong, as well as four to five young and strong captains by his side.

The eastern front of Beimang claimed to have an army of 300,000, but in fact, it was only a little more than 200,000. There were 23 Generals. Above them, there were two Beimang Generals who were not as famous as Liu Gui and Yang Yuanzan. This could not be helped. In the Southern Dynasty, the Beiliang cavalry could fight each other from afar and fight a few tough battles from time to time. However, on the peaceful eastern front, they could only confront the two big turtles, Zhao Sui, the Prince of Jiaodong and Gu Jiantang one after another. There was no military merit to be gained. Now, the situation was even worse. Under the secret instructions of the Imperial Decree of Peace, the eastern front could only be defeated again and again. The two Generals only felt that their old faces had been disgraced.

Wang Sui suddenly pulled the reins and stopped his horse. The entire army could only stop their horses.

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