Nanfei looked at the decadent appearance of Nanbian city and sighed: "I don't know. Your highness doesn't have to worry too much. If we can destroy the marriage between the two countries and make an alliance with Yong'an first, I'm afraid there will be some relaxation. After all, Yong'an will be more powerful than the north."

Hearing this, the southern border city clenched its fist and gritted its teeth and said, "how can the southern border and Yong'an form an alliance?"

"Your Highness, it's up to you." Nanfei stepped forward and said softly.

The southern border town clenched its fist, and its eyes became more and more gloomy.

Southern Xinjiang is now suffering from internal and external troubles. Now such a thing has happened again. It's just adding insult to injury.

"Let's go to Yong'an!"

With a wave of his hand, he gritted his teeth.

For three or four days in a row, Du Cao seemed to be pricked with chicken blood. He was very excited and went on his way day and night. Finally, at the end of the night on the fourth day, he returned to the capital.

"Ducao, I'm very serious to tell you that this is definitely the last time. After that, I won't go out with you." Feng Li gritted her teeth and felt that her waist was going to be broken.

Although Feng Li hasn't been away from home for many years, she is forced to this extent. It's really * ah!

Du grass is also exhausted: "I also hope that this is the last time, each home, hurry to rest."

"You should rest early, too." Feng Li sighed and reached for Yueqing on the side.

Yueqing subconsciously avoided it and looked at Du Cao: "master, the rent is due."

Originally, duckweed was exhausted and hard-working, but when he heard this, he still couldn't help laughing: "it's worthy of my training. Good job."

Feng Li was stunned for a moment, and then grinned his teeth: "well, you smelly boy, the prince has been so kind to you during this period of time. Now that you have just expired, you can't wait to leave? What a heartless fellow

Yueqing is right: "silver and goods are paid, it should be."

"Well, let's renew it for ten days." Feng Li grinds his teeth and stares at Du Cao, thinking about how to clean up the heartless little Yueqing.

How can Du Cao not see Feng Li's abacus?

Cleanly shook his head, then light said: "do not rent, Yueqing, we go home!"

"Yes, master!" Yueqing promised to be happy. The master and the servant left Fengli in the same place and left.

No reason!

Feng Li looked at the back of the two people and cried in her heart. Her eyes became sad. Is Du Cao poisonous?

Back in mocaoxuan, ducao sat on the bed and felt alive. Along the way, ducao only felt that his legs were not legs, just like two pieces of wood.

"Three elder brothers, you come out, I have something to tell you." Duckweed shook his legs and yelled.

Zhao San answered, looked at Du Cao and frowned: "what's the matter?"

"Third brother, can I ask you something?" Du Cao blinked his big eyes and looked at Zhao San with a smile.

That's the expression. Zhao San subconsciously said goodbye to her face. The last time this smelly girl showed such an expression, Du Daqiang's leg broke. So, this time, he certainly didn't hold his fart.

"No Zhao San didn't even think about it and refused.

Don't worry. Du Cao didn't expect that Zhao San, who has always been silent, has learned so much. Is it because he has been with Ji lyric for too long?

"Third brother, help me. I know you are the best." Du Cao continued to laugh and pulled Zhao San's sleeve.

Zhao San seemed to be avoiding snakes and scorpions. He dodged Du Cao and said, "speak up."

"Can we not tell Ji Shumo about Southern Xinjiang?" The big eyes of duckweed are blinking.

How is that possible?

"No

Zhao San refused directly, then turned around and disappeared. It was really cool.

Du Cao looked at the empty room and went to sleep directly. If she didn't agree, she wouldn't agree. Let's talk about it then. She was really tired.

Zhao San went back to Shangshu's house overnight. Because he sealed the Shangshu of the Ministry of war, Ji Shumo opened his own house and built his own Yamen. Now he lives alone, which is very leisurely and convenient.

Seeing Zhao San, Ji Shumo was a little surprised: "third brother? How did you come back? " After that, he quickly responded: "the grass is back?"Zhao three nodded: "yes, just arrived in Beijing."

"That's great. I've been worried for ten days now." Ji Shumo was so excited that he turned around and walked out.

However, Zhao sanzujian gently stopped Ji Shumo's way: "little master, this trip to southern Xinjiang is shocking. You'd better listen to me before you go."

Hearing this, Ji Shumo frowned slightly: "third brother, what do you say?"

Zhao San's face was expressionless and his voice was calm. He told the story of what happened in southern Xinjiang once and for all.

Although Zhao San was really restrained, Ji Shumo still opened his eyes incredulously. Looking at Zhao San for a long time, he said: "what you said is true? Thousands of horses were destroyed in this way? "

"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes." Zhao San nodded his head seriously, then hesitated again and again. Then he said, "young master, this girl is too strange and uncertain. Please be careful."

"Third brother, what do you mean?" Ji Shumo also marveled at the magical power of Du Cao, but when he heard Zhao san say so, his face changed and he was very unhappy.

Zhao San, of course, knew what kind of existence Du Cao was in Ji Shumo's heart, but he still said, "young master, have you ever thought about how it would be if used in the battlefield?"

"What do you mean?" Ji's heart is a little messy.

Zhao Sanzhi looked at Ji Shumo's eyes and said faintly: "you should know what I mean. You should make up your mind about it. How should I do? I'll make up my mind."

With that, Zhao San directly disappeared, leaving Ji Shumo alone, standing in a daze.

"Cough, little ink." Cypress put on a dress, staggering out, looking at Ji Lyric Mo Leng in situ, some worry: "what's the matter with you?"

"How did you get out? You still need a good rest! " Ji Shumo is a little anxious, and hastily welcomes him: "be careful to tear the wound."

Hearing this, cypress did not care shook his head, and then whispered: "don't worry, I'm ok, but it's all skin injuries, I can't die."

Ji Shumo sighed and supported the cypress. They sat together in the pavilion.

Looking at Ji Shumo so worried, cypress probably knew what was going on, light said: "just now Zhao San's words, I heard, small ink, but you have some ideas in your heart?"

"Nature has ideas." Ji Shumo lowered his head, a little more flustered and irritable in his eyes.

Cypress smile: "I am watching grass grow up, she is not a malicious mind."

Hearing this, Ji's heart was a little bit more sour: "yes, how big the grass is, you'll know it for as long as you can. Naturally, you know it better than me."