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Xiao Luoluo laughs triumphantly. From the angle that Tang Yue can't see, he flaunts his power towards his father. He almost doesn't let his prince run away.

"Daddy, don't go away. I want to sleep in your arms." Little Luo Luo took the opportunity to act coquettishly.

Of course, Tang Yue would not say no, but he did not want to take care of a man for the time being. When he was considering whether to take his son to the carriage in front of him, the carriage suddenly bumped, as if it had hit a stone.

Looking at the environment of the car, he decided to stay. The carriage was customized according to the requirements of the family of three. It was more spacious than the one in front, covered with thick blankets and burning a stove. It was more suitable for children.

He sent someone to talk to Zhang Chun. The other party was not surprised. He didn't feel bored when he was lying in the carriage with his legs up and eating snacks.

On the road with this family, he had expected that he would not become the leading role, but it was also good to be a minor supporting role. At least, others could ignore him when he was in danger.

The party didn't go very fast. Prince Zhao didn't seem to be in a hurry. He would take his wife and children out of the car for a visit to the people. However, Zhang Chun thought that he was taking the opportunity to cultivate feelings with his wife and son.

I didn't see him delivering water to his son and wiping sweat to his wife. Who could have thought that he was the crown prince of the dynasty? He was blinded by the eyes of a single dog!

A month later, when Qinyang City finally appeared in front of him, Zhang Chun couldn't help being excited. He was also a little nervous. He didn't know what attitude to face and what to say when he saw Wang Dingjun.

From two years ago, he found that Wang Dingjun's attitude towards him was somewhat different. As a person who had been in the entertainment industry, he quickly understood the intention of the other party. After struggling for several nights and finding himself sleepless, he quickly connected with the other party's radio waves and gradually came together.

But these were all done in secret. Even Tang Yue didn't say anything because he felt that he was still young. What's more, Wang Dingjun was so big that it was hard to say whether they could go to the end.

When Wang Dingjun wanted to go home and inherit his family property, he invited him to go with him. At that time, he could not tell whether he was afraid or what. He refused because he was in Yecheng. This refusal naturally angered the other party.

Originally, Wang Dingjun refused that he loved playing. It didn't seem to be giving him true feelings. After accepting this heavy blow, he was disheartened and left without saying a word.

If he didn't feel reconciled afterwards and sent a letter back every day, Zhang Chun would have thought that the other party had given up. He would have been unable to eat, sleep and regret for several days.

Tang Yue sat outside the carriage, watching the city gate closed, soldiers stand on the wall, a bow and crossbow boulders pressed on the wall, making people bristle.

"The king of Qi is dead. Is Qinyang City safe?" Tang Yue asked Prince Zhao behind him.

He knew the news of the death of the king of Qi. He did not know whether the king of Southern Jin knew the news. Although Prince Zhao had tried his best to block the news, it was impossible to conceal the war in the huge city of Qinyang.

"At present, it is safe, but as long as there is a successor to Prince Qi's residence, this battle will still be fought."

"You mean It's just the calm before the storm? " Tang Yue looked at a bodyguard riding over the team, to the city wall shouting: "some ye city people, please see the Lord Yang and General Wang."

"According to the latest news, the Qi palace and the allies of the moon family have reached a new agreement and have come here."

Prince Zhao smiles, with a sense of contempt, "tiger father dog son, not worth mentioning, but a puppet copied." If it had not been known that there was no successor in Prince Qi's mansion, Prince Zhao would not have thought of the idea of assassinating him.

"As soon as the king of Qi died, the dominant position of the alliance was bound to reverse. Now it is the adherents of the moon who want to take advantage of the situation to get a share of the Southern Jin Dynasty."

When the Southern Jin Dynasty met the enemy on three sides, no matter which side could see that this was a good opportunity, naturally it would not retreat easily.

Seeing that there was no one to pay attention to them on the wall, Prince Zhao jumped out of the carriage and took a few steps forward.

"Stop coming. Qinyang City is closed. You are not allowed to go in and out. Please take a detour."

Prince Zhao untied the jade pendant on his belt and gave it to the bodyguard who called the door before. The other side understood, took down the bow and arrow, and sent the jade pendant to the head of the city. "Please show it to your city Lord. He has his own conclusion."

Although the chief general did not know the jade pendant, he saw that it was extraordinary and did not dare to make a trip in person.

All the people in the city Lord's house are busy. After closing the city, they not only need to prepare materials for the war, but also take care of the people in the city. Just eating and drinking is enough for them to have a headache.

Yang Feng, the Lord of Qinyang City, and Wang Dingjun, the new governor of Yuxin City, are discussing in their study. At the beginning of the discussion, there are two rows of civil and military generals. After a discussion, the government orders will be issued as quickly as possible.

This is Wang Dingjun's gradually honed style in the prince's residence. The princess pays attention to efficiency and rules, and the division of labor is very clear about who should do what.

When he knocked at the door, Yang Feng frowned and said unhappily, "did you say that no one is allowed to disturb the business? Is it an enemy attack? ""The Lord of the city is not angry. It's not the enemy coming, but a group of horses from outside the city. They want to see you and the king, and they also sent a keepsake."

Wang Dingjun's heart moved and quickly said, "take it in and I'll have a look."

Other people may not know that jade pendant, but Wang Dingjun and Prince Zhao did not know each other these years. He immediately threw away the pen and ran out, leaving only one sentence: "follow the city master to meet you."

People who can let the master of a city meet him can't be ordinary people. They look at each other and go out with full curiosity.

They would like to know, in this critical moment, what other big people will come to Qinyang City.

Wang Dingjun galloped his horse to the gate of the city, shouting: "open the gate! Come on

Some of them hesitated to open the door

In non wartime, the city gate is naturally fully open. However, since the war is in preparation, the main gate has not been opened again. Only the side gate is opened to enter and exit, even the city Lord is no exception.

Wang Dingjun whipped the past, in mid air issued a crisp sound, "open the main door!"

"This..." The soldiers hesitated. Their leader and general were not there, and Wang Dingjun was not their immediate superior. It was worth considering whether to be obedient or not.

Wang Dingjun's face was black. Fortunately, Yang Feng and others soon caught up with him. He was even more impolite than Wang Dingjun. The horse jumped down before he could stop and ran to him. "What are you doing? Open the door

Look at the attitude of the city Lord, we don't have to ask. It must be a wonderful person. We quickly hang up the heavy gate and pull it open with chariots.

Wang Dingjun and Yang Feng tidied up their clothes and looked at each other's slovenly face. They laughed helplessly and went out together.

Tang Yue got off with Xiao Luoluo in his arms and stood beside Prince Zhao. He waved to Wang Dingjun: "General Wang, I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him very much."

"Cough..." Wang Dingjun was about to kneel down. Hearing this, he stopped his knees again. He just bent over and said, "I don't know if you're coming. If you lose me, please forgive me."

Prince Zhao walked up to them and warned, "this time, Gu is in a humble dress. Don't reveal his identity."

"Here it is." Two people solemnly answer, and then to the person behind him to order: "don't all crowded here, go back, what to do."

Wang Dingjun and Yang Feng personally escorted the motorcade into the city and took them back to the city Lord's house. They arranged for people to rest without asking.

After a month's hard work, everyone was tired. Besides, there was a child in the team. Seeing his royal highness holding him back to his room, Yang Feng could naturally guess the identity of the child.

But he murmured in his heart: the prince's Royal Highness paid a private visit in a humble way. What's going on with his only son? Did your highness have an accident in Yecheng and took refuge with his family?

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh! Yang Feng spit a few mouthfuls, almost want to smoke his own several ear scrapers.

Wang Dingjun didn't care about his abnormality. He was chasing someone with a pair of eyes. He didn't even blink. When the other party trotted away, he said with hate: "good job, see when you can hide!"

"What is brother Wang muttering about?" Yang Feng leaned over. Although they were of the same rank and were both masters of the city, Yang Feng could be the father of Wang Dingjun at his age. Moreover, he also knew that this was the red man around his royal highness, and he was not at the same level with him.

"Nothing." Wang Dingjun took back his eyes and returned to his usual smile.

"What do you mean your highness is coming to Qinyang City at this time? It's too risky. "

"Your Highness, you are not the commander of the army."

Yang Feng secretly: I know, but I have not heard of any general on the battlefield with his wife and children? Did your highness take his wife out to play because he thought the battle could not be fought?

It's not surprising that Yang Feng thought too much. Even Wang Dingjun was surprised by Prince Zhao's action. However, he was surprised, but he didn't feel very bad, because he knew how powerful His Royal Highness's cards were.

"Don't make a fuss about it. Go and arrange the people to be served first, and then straighten things out. Your highness will certainly ask."

"Yes, that's right. Brother Wang reminded me of it." Yang Feng at the foot of the wind, rushed to arrange.