Such news came out of song Hao's mouth, which was not surprising.
Murongyuan never thought that Su Yunchu would be the driving force behind everything.
However, before he could restrain his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, song haoliu said, "But Jiangnan is not the best destination for Yunchu. In Jiangnan, Yunchu is not the real Yunchu. I originally thought that the natural and unrestrained wandering around is the best Yunchu. But since the death of my grandfather, Yunchu is only the second miss of the Song family. She is no longer the woman who can look forward to a battle on the Northern Expedition battlefield."
"So... Lord, Prince Jing's residence may be the best destination for Yunchu..." said here, song haoliu looked at Murong yuan's eyes, his voice was not slow or urgent, but he expressed a firm idea.
Murong yuan suddenly remembered the letter song Hao sent to him Song Yu that day, and suddenly looked up at him, "therefore, what Prince Song said tonight is your father's real meaning."
Murong yuan's words are affirmative.
Song Hao always smiled, "the Song family will not enter the dynasty. This is the meaning of the Song family and Yunchu. It is the same for ancient literati. What the Song family wants to protect is only the heart of heaven and earth and the world culture. As for the world and the people, let's leave it to the Lord."
Murong yuan looked at Song haoliu and nodded solemnly, "I understand that what ah Chu wants to protect is my mission."
Song haoliu stood up, "it's not worth waiting for the Lord tonight for nearly two hours. I'll leave. Tomorrow, I hope the Lord will have a good trip and win."
Murong yuan stood up and looked at Song Hao's smile. "But the king didn't feel sincere enough to listen to the words of young master song."
"Those who are sincere are sincere. The Lord is not afraid to guess me with the worst malice, but I am sincere." song haoliu has stepped to the door and left so naturally.
Murong yuan only winked at the people outside. The people outside understood, only flashed and left the place.
Alas... In fact, there is a big brother-in-law who doesn't know martial arts. Sometimes, he really wastes human, material and energy.
After Song Hao was exiled, Yan Yishan jumped down from the beam and stared at Murong yuan strangely, "what kind of person did you provoke?"
Princess Jing's family is full of freaks one by one. It's OK to have a rebellious Su Yunchu and such a perverted brother-in-law. He thinks Murong yuan is looking for abuse.
But Murong yuan ignored him, but took a look outside. His eyes were faint. He didn't know what emotion to be. "Tomorrow, the army will start."
Yan Yishan listened to this and corrected his look on the front. "The deputy general leads the troops. I don't know what it will be like." he said, but he changed his look and sighed, "it's rare for me to take off the burden of the deputy general and make cattle and horses for you for so many years. Now, I finally stand out."
Murong yuan only glanced at him, did not speak, but went back to his yard.
However, although Yan Yishan had a cynical smile, the essence in his eyes flashed by.
Tomorrow... Just wait.
In the early morning of the next day, many people in the city automatically surrounded the streets on both sides, because today King Jing will lead the troops again. Although the people are afraid of King Jing's eyes, people will inevitably have curiosity and share the thought of joining in the fun. The long straight road to the street at the gate of the city is not like a grand occasion and crowded place crowded with people It's not enough, but it's almost the same. The war in the North doesn't affect the capital, and the people in the city can't understand the suffering of compatriots suffering from war on the same land. Maybe this is the best treatment that people living in the political center of a country can enjoy.