There were countless big and small boats on the riverbank. On the opposite side was the Yan army. The two armies faced each other across the river.
The governor of the state of Song, Luo Zhao, was handsome and tall. He was known as a jade-faced scholar. He was dressed in silver armor and looked into the distance. His hand was on the sword at his waist and his white cloak was fluttering in the wind.
After watching for a while, he turned around and left. Someone brought a white horse. Luo Zhao got on the horse and rode away with his guards following him.
Returning to the central tent, he was about to take off his cloak when someone approached him from behind and helped him take off his armor.
Luo Zhao's nostrils twitched and he lowered his gaze. He saw a pair of fair and soft hands that were moving from his back to the front of his neck. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a clang, he pulled out his sword and suddenly turned around. He placed the sword on the neck of a small soldier and shouted, "Where did this assassin come from?"
The soldier wearing the felt hat was startled and raised his head in panic. Seeing the smile on Luo Zhao's face, he immediately knew that he had been fooled.
He wanted to give him a surprise but he did not expect to be scared by him.
She didn't care about the treasured sword anymore. She immediately raised her long, fair neck and forcefully collided with the edge of the sword. Ying Yu said, "Try and kill me."
His teeth were white and his voice was very pleasant to hear.
The soldier was none other than Feng Guaner, Luo Zhao's wife who was disguised as a man.
Even though he was dressed in a soldier's attire, it was still difficult to conceal his stunning beauty, which could captivate even the birds and beasts, and outshine the moon and flowers.
The two met in the capital of the state of Song. It was the season when hundreds of flowers were blooming.
Luo Zhao returned from battle and led his troops into the city. His silver spear, white horse, silver armor and white cloak, he looked valiant and heroic. He was right in front and attracted many shy whispers.
Going down the mountain from Lingxiao Pavilion, Feng Guaner, who was playing in the capital, also knew who the general with the silver spear and white horse was from the crowd.
He had already passed by her when a bird chirped in the trees behind the wall. Luo Zhao looked back and saw her by the roadside. Their eyes met and it was difficult to look away. Luo Zhao stopped the battle and raised his hand. The army stopped advancing.
Luo Zhao turned his horse back and the sound of the horse's hooves could be heard. He looked down at her.
Feng Guaner, who was still a young girl, was unconvinced. She raised her head proudly and confronted him.
After sizing her up for a while, Luo Zhao laughed. Cupping his spear, he said, "This general Luo Zhao is willing to grow old with Miss."
The crowd was in an uproar. Luo Zhao had already bent down and extended a hand to her.
Guan Feng blushed slightly. He said in disdain, "You are a general of the Song Nation, after all. Aren't you embarrassed to be so rude?"
"I'm not afraid. Are you afraid?" Luo Zhao asked with a smile.
Unbeknownst to him, Feng Guaner stretched out her hand and placed it in his palm. Then with a soft cry of alarm, Luo Zhao lifted her up onto the horse and carried her into his bosom, riding on the same horse.
Official Feng was shocked and shouted, "General Luo, don't be rude!"
How could Luo Zhao care about them? Amidst the shouts and chases, he rode off alone, abandoning the great army behind him and galloping madly towards the Imperial City.
Along the way, there were countless envious gazes.
He brought Official Feng into the palace to meet the Song Emperor and ask the Emperor to bestow a marriage. When he opened his mouth, he didn't even know who Official Feng was. He didn't even know her name. The Song Emperor was baffled.
Fortunately, there were people around the Song Emperor who knew Official Feng and knew that she was the granddaughter of the previous High Heaven Pavilion Sect Leader.
Knowing her identity made things easier. The Emperor's adopted son and the granddaughter of the previous High Heaven Pavilion Sect Leader could be considered a good match. The Song Emperor agreed, but he said that High Heaven Pavilion had to agree. After all, Official Feng's identity was there.
As long as the Emperor agreed, it was fine. When Luo Zhao took Official Feng out of the palace, they were stopped by the High Heaven Pavilion Palace Guards.
Luo Zhao handed over the sword in his hand to Official Feng. The two of them had a tacit understanding. Official Feng took the opportunity to draw her sword and order the High Heaven Pavilion Guards to retreat.
Just like that, Luo Zhao brought Official Feng home. The Imperial Palace sent someone to remind Luo Zhao not to act recklessly and to wait for High Heaven Pavilion to agree.
Luo Zhao said that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life. He wouldn't allow High Heaven Pavilion to go back on their word, so he had to sleep with her first!
The wedding was a matter for the future, but on the same day, the wedding was carried out in advance.
High Heaven Pavilion didn't even have the chance to object. Since it had already come to this, they could only agree. It was just that within High Heaven Pavilion, who knew how many disciples had fallen in love with the granddaughter of the previous Sect Leader. Who would have thought that it would be taken away by an outsider. Many of the High Heaven Pavilion Disciples were dejected.
The Song Emperor was also choking. He wanted to marry his daughter, a princess, to Luo Zhao. Who would have thought that Luo Zhao, who had always been steady, would actually do such a thing …
At this time, Luo Zhao was afraid of accidentally injuring himself. He withdrew the sword in his hand. Without looking, he sheathed the sword, and in exchange, a pair of pink fists pounded on his chest.
Luo Zhao laughed and grabbed her wrists.
Official Feng asked with a smile, "How did you know it was me?"
Luo Zhao replied, "By smelling a beauty."
Official Feng snickered.
Luo Zhao's face suddenly became serious, "Why are you here?"
Official Feng's bright eyes flashed. She hooked her arms around his neck and looked up at him affectionately, "I miss you. I want to stay by your side and add some fragrance to your sleeves."
Luo Zhao shook his head, "There is no room for love in the army. Go back quickly!"
Official Feng tiptoed and kissed him on the lips. She hugged him tightly …
The guards outside the tent pulled the curtain and a row of people stood outside, not allowing anyone to come close.
In the spring breeze, the sound of a zither could be heard from the back of the tent. The husband and wife were wearing thin clothes.
Luo Zhao sat cross-legged and played the zither. Official Feng's cheeks were flushed. She leaned on his back with her eyes closed, enjoying the warmth.
Luo Zhao, who was playing the zither, said, "The army is not a place for love. It will easily affect the morale of the army. Go back to the capital as soon as possible."
Official Feng asked, "When will the war end?"
Luo Zhao replied, "When it is time to end, it will naturally end."
Official Feng said, "I heard that the war has been dragging on for a long time and they are already in a standoff with Yan. Instead of wasting manpower and resources, it is better to withdraw the army as soon as possible."
Luo Zhao smiled and did not say anything. Now that the situation had come to this, how could they withdraw so easily? Even if they could not fight, they had to drag it out. This was an opportunity to exhaust the strength of the cultivation world. As the Governor of the Kingdom of Song, how could he not understand the intention of his superiors? This was why he would not attack so easily.
Some things could be understood by those who could understand, but they could not be said out loud. Even if they were husband and wife, he could not say it out loud.
…
On top of the Red Hunting Eagle, Lei Zongkang and Wu Sanliang looked at each other. Even though they were prepared, they still could not help but be shocked.
That high mountain was a natural barrier between the State of Zhao and the State of Wei. The highest peak in the depths of the high mountain was where the Misty Pavilion was located. No other sects dared to establish themselves in this area.
"Let's go!" Wu Sanliang shouted in a low voice. The Red Hunting Eagle quickly changed direction, not daring to go near the area, afraid of being seen by people there.
This was what Yuan Gang had told them before. He had pointed out that the Golden Wing was likely to go to the Misty Pavilion. If it was confirmed, they must not go near the Misty Pavilion and turn back immediately.
The two of them had spent a lot of effort following the Golden Wing. Because of Yuan Gang's instructions, they had to avoid all the mountains. They were also afraid that there would be spies on the mountains. If they were too close to the Red Hunting Eagle, they would be easily discovered.
…
There were guests at the Thatched Cottage Villa. Three Black Jade Condors landed, and a wheelchair was lifted down from one of them. It was Meng Shanming, and the rest were the guards sent to receive the guests.
For Meng Shanming's safety, Guan Fangyi had personally come to receive him. She had only brought Meng Shanming from the prefecture. Even his disciple, Luo Daan, who was pushing the wheelchair, was not brought along.
Niu Youdao personally came to receive the guests. He quickly stepped forward and cupped his fists. "Commander Meng, it's rude of me to invite you here from so far away. I hope you can forgive me."
Meng Shanming returned the greeting. "Daoye, you're too kind. I can't wait to stay at the Thatched Cottage Villa."
Niu Youdao waved his hand. Duan Hu pushed the wheelchair and they went to the backyard together.
Shang Shuqing, who was nearby, heard the familiar sound of the wheelchair. He came over and was surprised to see Meng Shanming. He went up to greet him.
When they arrived at Niu Youdao's room, Guan Fangyi, Duan Hu, and the rest all left, leaving only Niu Youdao and Meng Shanming.
Seeing this, Meng Shanming was puzzled. He asked, "What's the matter, Daoye?"
Niu Youdao personally poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Meng Shanming. "I was a little impulsive when I replied to the Prince. Will the Prince blame me?"
Hearing this, Meng Shanming hurriedly waved his hand. "No! The Prince was too impulsive. However, there is a reason for this. King Ning spent his entire life in the army to appease Yan. The Prince has the demeanor of a father. Moreover, the Prince is a member of the Shang royal family. He can't just sit back and watch. He is hot-blooded and impulsive. I hope Daoye can understand. "
Niu Youdao smiled. "It's good to be impulsive. If you are a yes-man, you can't be a good commander. If you are not hot-blooded, how can you build a foundation in this chaotic world? I won't be with the Prince until now. However, hot-blooded is hot-blooded. It's not good to be hot-blooded. The Prince will listen to you. You should remind the Prince. "
Meng Shanming nodded. He didn't answer directly. "Did Daoye summon me here for this?"
Niu Youdao waved his hand. "Commander Meng, you are a famous general. You are a god at using troops. I want to ask you, if the Southern Province sends troops, how confident are you that you can pacify the civil strife in Yan?"
This question made Meng Shanming silent for a long time. Finally, he pondered and replied, "It's easy, but it's also difficult."
Niu Youdao made an 'oh' sound and asked again, "How easy is it?"
Meng Shanming stroked his beard. Slowly, his eyes flashed. "If the conditions are right, give me a month and I can wipe out the rebels in Cang Province!"
Niu Youdao was surprised. It wasn't that he didn't believe in this person's ability. It was just that it was a bit exaggerated. It took a lot of time for the army to travel. How could they wipe out the rebels in a month? He reminded, "The rebels have gathered two million people. How can the Southern Province's people wipe them out in a month?"
Meng Shanming sneered. An inexplicable aura rose from his body. "They are just a motley crew. They can't withstand a single blow. As long as the feudal vassals work together, they can be wiped out!"
Niu Youdao smiled bitterly. "The imperial court can't make the feudal vassals listen to their orders. How can they listen to me?"
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