C537 jungle killing

"This... "This …"

"Hailing, you can't say it. This prince will help you. You secretly colluded with Ye Lvdayong, but ended up getting taken advantage of by Ye Lvdayong, and even lost the elite of my Da Jin.

Wan Yanhailing's head was drenched in cold sweat, he laid on the ground and kept on kowtowing.

Jin Wushu's voice became even more severe, "Hailing, you relied on Wolf Lord's pampered words to do whatever you wanted. Today, this crown prince has no choice but to carry out his orders in the military. Someone, drag Hai Ling down and beat him 100 times. "

The two guards immediately went forward to support Hai Ling. No matter how Hai Ling shouted, they pressed their hands on the ground, causing a burst of crackling sounds. No one dared to breathe too deeply, only Jin Wushu's stern face had a smirk on them that was hard to be detected, and he sighed secretly, what a battlefield, if he did not make a move first, who knows if he would be the next one to make a move?

After the hundred military batons had been struck, Hai Ling lay prostrate on the ground. His body was badly mutilated, and his handsome face was twisted into a mess. Only then did Jin Wushu say, "Hailing, the punishment is a small commandment. There won't be a case in the future." With that, he led the group away.

Looking at his departing figure, Hai Ling used two guards to help him up. Only then did the Captain dare to speak in a low voice, "If you want to punish him, then go back to the army camp. Fourth Prince is too overbearing …"

The other trusted subordinate quickly added, "Fourth Prince's tyranny is famous. General, you must report this to Wolf Head, and let Wolf Head make the decision …"

Wan Yanhailing was in unbearable pain, he grinded his teeth: "One day, I will make your Fourth Prince suffer."

Yanjing.

A group of female nobleman s were leisurely drinking tea and chatting. Although Song Qinzong had made things difficult for them recently, they were not as nervous as they were during the war. Almost everyone was focused on the question of whether or not they should move their capital. The Yanjing of this spring summer seemed to be interested in these female Priestesses displaying their alluring charm. The flowers bloomed in spring, and a fragrant smell wafted in the air. Even though they were used to seeing a good place to vacation, everyone felt that it was different. Therefore, those who disagreed with Jin Wushu moving to the capital were a bit fewer.

reined in the horses that he got from the black horse. Looking at the bustling streets of Yanjing, he saw all the customers heading back and forth, and all of them were decorated with paintings. Although they were not as good as the Song Kingdom, they were like two different worlds compared to the cold Shang Jing and the Arctic Imperial Stronghold of the Northeast. He didn't know why, but in recent years, he had become more and more disgusted with the imperial stronghold. Even the Ancestor wasn't willing to put in the effort to return home. Perhaps it was because there were too many memories of where both his arms and legs were maimed, Zong Han, Gu Shen, Zong Jun, Zong Jun, had been killed … A long line of famous generals from the Conquest of the North and the South did not fall on Song Kingdom's and Liaoning's battlefield, they all died in female nobleman's internal strife. Until now, the Jinguo was actually unable to find many decent generals, and could only rely on the surrendered Chinese and Chidan. Although he was the victor of several coups, he still felt a sense of fear. Who knew who would fall next? Especially Wan Yanhailing's actions. His heart trembled, and suddenly felt regret. He should have immediately killed this little bastard who was plotting something. However, thinking of how too many had died, he couldn't help but hesitate.

's temporary palace.

wolfhirsutism's face darkened as he listened to his trusted aides report in. Before he could even finish speaking of his trusted aides, he nearly slapped the table and stood up. All three thousand xanthophyllum s had actually been annihilated.

"Mausoleum of Sea, this damned Mausoleum of Sea."

One had to know, these three thousand xanthophyllum were secretly raised for him by his stepfather, Zong Gan, when he was still alive. In the end, Zong Gan's brother took over his mother and became his stepfather, but towards his stepfather, the emperor, he could be considered to be doing his best to protect his interests. Even if Jin Wushu was his brother, he still could not trust him. Afraid that the power that his adopted son was in had not succeeded and his authority had failed, Yue Yang had set up this hidden chess game, led by his own biological son, Hai Ling.

Unexpectedly, the xanthophyllum was exterminated the moment he appeared. "What did Hai Ling say?"

"Hailing was lashed with a hundred military batons by the Fourth Prince. Because of his injuries, he wasn't able to get back in time."

"Did he really fall for Ye Lvdayong's trick?"

"From the scene of the battle, it seems that many barbarians were killed or injured." Everything will be made clear once Hai Ling returns. "

Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly heard a report, "Fourth Prince requests an audience."

Only now did he remember that this was the day the female nobleman would discuss matters. Although his anger had not subsided, he still did not dare to show off in front of this "Fourth Uncle" who had seven to eight troops. She endured his anger and called for the Fourth Prince to meet him.

Jin Wushu took the first seat on the left, while the female nobleman followed suit.

Today's topic would be the treatment of Qin Gui going to the border and Song Qinzong. Some people insisted on using this war to intimidate the Song Kingdom. Unexpectedly, Jin Wushu resolutely opposed it.

Everyone argued for half a day, but in the end, they still had to agree. They first sent Song Qinzong to probe the reaction of the Song Kingdom.

He only cared about mourning over the three thousand xanthophyllum s, he was not interested in the problems of the Song Kingdom, with the excuse of having a headache, he quickly made Jin Wushu decide on a proposal, and everyone dispersed.

The female nobleman was cursing in her heart, but only Jin Wushu heaved a sigh of relief. Riding on the black horse, they only brought two servants to stroll in the streets and alleys of Yanjing.

He focused his gaze and saw that at the street in front of him, a group of female nobleman s were walking towards the most prosperous brothel in Yanjing. Song Jinliao's most famous beauty was gathered here, and the extravagant, seductive charm was not something the Shang Jing's chilliness could compare to. During this spring break, he had intentionally arranged for these people to stay in the Yanjing and not go to the plains of the past. Now that this group of people had indeed wandered back and forth in search of Liu Yue and Liu Yue, if they were to silently move on like this, talking about moving to the capital would no longer be a matter that was out of their reach.

Wu Qimai also noticed them and whispered, "Fourth Prince, look …"

Jin Wushu laughed, "Good, very good. "This crown prince will immediately find a combined assault …"

"But, Fourth Prince, look …" Wu Qimai had to stop him in his tracks as he looked in shock at a young man dressed like a Chinese boy walking in a hurry over. Jin Wushu was also shocked, so it turned out to be wolfhirsutism. He had hidden himself and brought two Attendant s with him, taking the easy route, obviously to avoid anyone's eyes or ears.

Jin Wushu resisted the urge to burst out laughing, pulled his black horse and ran towards a quiet street. If the young emperor could be more obsessed with this land of fireworks than a minister, it would be even more beneficial for his migration to the capital.

Wu Qimai naturally understood this key point and said happily: "Fourth Prince, Wolf Lord prefers Yanjing."

Jin Wushu was originally happy, but now he felt extremely worried. Back then, Song Huizong was an elegant, elegant, zither, chess and calligraphy artist, elegant and unrestrained in the world. He was even secretly making melodies with Tokyo's renowned courtesan, Li Shishi. The king of a generation had no sense of propriety, which was why he led the evil officials and destroyed the Da Song. This was not a good sign. Was it possible that the mountains and rivers that he and his brothers had painstakingly fought for would sooner or later be defeated by this kid?

Wu Qimai still wanted to ask about the happiness of this discovery but Jin Wushu's mood had waned. He only said, "Wu Qimai, immediately prepare the scarlet red rabbits that you brought from Shang Jing and send them with the food to little prince."

"But Fourth Prince, this batch of food is too large, how can we easily send it out?"

"You are wrong! I will not secretly send it out. Instead, I will post a notice to the world to send it out in public. "

"Why?"

"Since Da Jin wants to move to the Yanjing, he should first pacify the surrounding tribes and have them submit to him. If we were to secretly gift it to them, and instead bring disaster to the Da She Tribe, we might as well just do it in the name of the Jinguo. "

Wu Qimai was worried that the Wolf Lord would oppose him, but after thinking about the power of the Fourth Prince, he no longer worried.

Fourth Prince Mansion.

After so many years of management, the flowers and trees had become lush, the water had become lush and verdant, and there was a picture of a gentle place in the water. Those who did not know the situation walked into the garden, and often misunderstood that they had gone to Jiangnan and arrived at the Suzhou Gardens.

Only Jin Wushu knew of the painstaking work that he had spent all these years doing here. He sat in front of a fake mountain. Below him was a small lake. Back then, he chose this place because of this lake. When spring and summer came to an end, it was often filled with mist, which made it appear as if the Yanjing had never been in such a good mood before.

The surroundings were completely silent. Only the occasional servant who was tidying up the garden passed by. Suddenly, he felt exceptionally lonely. The space between heaven and earth seemed to be empty. Hua Rong, Lu Wenlong, your lives are truly wonderful. The two people who originally had nothing to do with me, are actually completely flustered after being killed for no reason at all.

The beautiful scenery of a beautiful morning, since when did it come to this, the feeling of being drunk flowers all alone. If there hadn't been that war, if there hadn't been that breathtaking glimpse of him, what kind of fate would it be like now? Would there be a day where he would be able to turn his hostility into friendship and stand on equal terms with her? In this gentle breeze, leaning against the fence and adding incense to your sleeves, you will live your entire life?

From the initial fanatical main war faction to the present main peace faction, even he himself could not believe why they would be so tired of war and loathsome of the battlefield.

The sound of footsteps came from afar. It was Wu Qimai who had brought two servants up, and looking respectful: "Fourth Prince, all the things have been prepared."

Jin Wushu looked at the two chests in the servant's hands, and said indifferently: "Open it, I want to see."

He opened the box and saw that it was filled with neatly folded Hu suit women's clothing. It was convenient for riding a horse and shooting arrows. Half of these were things that Hua Rong had worn when she first arrived at the grasslands, and the other half were things that she had people do later on. The other box contained Han family clothing, flowing cloud sleeves, exquisite beyond compare.

"Fourth Prince, are we sending all these over?"

He thought for a moment. "No, just this box."

The dangerous jungle, the killing fields, how could he run for his life in his palace attire of Flowing Cloud Water Sleeves? Hu suit, at this moment, showed its superiority. It was simple and easy to execute.

Tang Shi and Song Ci were so beautiful, but they couldn't match the beauty of horses and swords.

The more exquisite something was, the more inferior it was to the attack of a lowly person.

"I've also packed up the things from the little prince."

"Alright, let's send them over together."

It was the last time he had given it to Hua Rong. At that time, she had hurriedly escaped with Lu Wenlong, leaving behind no time to take it away.

Wu Qimai couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Fourth Prince, if she takes it, he'll buy a blade and a spear. "Buy it and you'll go against us …"

"In this chaotic world, it's hard to take even a single step without swords and spears. Whatever she wanted to do, she would do it. Wu Qimai, bring them all along and give them all to her. "

"Yes."