"Lonely?" Ning Tan raised his eyebrows and shook his head lightly.

It seemed impossible to say that Princess Yongjia thought in her heart with some disappointment. She had been rejected once, and she didn't have the courage to ask again for the second time. If Ning Tan still rejected her... she didn't know how to deal with herself. It would be better... just like this. Just sit together occasionally and drink a cup of tea she will never know where is the best place.

After drinking a cup of tea in silence, Princess Yongjia stood up and said goodbye. Ning Tan did not try to keep her, but just watched her leave calmly, and finally said lightly: "Mo Zhu is not suitable for Princess. Princess should change the spice in the future."

Princess Yongjia did not respond and quickly walked out of Xiaozhu. Standing outside the yard, he turned around and looked at the thin back of the man in white in the door. Princess Yongjia raised his eyes and couldn't help but burst into tears. After a while, the sound of the piano in the room sounded again. Princess Yongjia smiled hard and walked away with the leisurely sound of the piano. A long time later, Princess Yongjia realized that the name of the song was "Farewell Song", and since then, she really never saw the lonely man playing the piano in plain clothes again.

Xiaocheng

In the general's mansion, Mu Qingyi and Mo Wenqing were sitting against each other playing chess under the tree. Mr. Rong Jiu sat not far away and leaned against a chair and basking in the sun lazily, but as long as he saw his eyes slightly moved from time to time and the evil aura flashing across his face, he knew that he was not asleep but didn't know what bad things were thinking about in his heart. Mu Qingyi raised her head and looked at him with a smile, shook her head and said to Mo Wenqing: "Thank you for this period of time, Ziyuan has now started to improve in Xiaocheng's epidemic. Is Ziyuan planning to go back to the imperial city?"

Mo Wenqing shook her head and looked up and said, "I'll go to Beihan with you."

Although the Medicine King Valley has never been concerned about the world, Mo Wen would rather follow them to the Northern Han Dynasty, which itself shows the attitude of the Medicine King Valley. Six or seven out of ten famous doctors in the world come from the Medicine King Valley. With Mo Wenqing's statement, more famous doctors will inevitably join the Western Vietnamese army. Although the doctors cannot play any role in the victory of a battle, excellent famous doctors are indeed an indispensable and important existence for the strength of the army in a long-term war. With them, more soldiers who might have died of injuries will recover and go to the battlefield.

"Zi Yuan, thank you." Mu Qingyi said sincerely. Mo Wenqing snorted lightly without answering, lowered her head and fell down calmly.

"Your Majesty." Nangong Jue walked over quickly with Nangong Yu and said respectfully. Rong Jin opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Jue and said, "General Nangong, what's the matter?" Nangong Jue said loudly: "Report to Your Majesty, the reinforcements of the Northern Han Dynasty will arrive soon. The old minister asked for an order to lead the troops to fight. Before the reinforcements of the Northern Han Dynasty arrived, they must annihilate the Northern Han troops outside Xiaocheng and capture Muyun City again." Mu Qingyi and Mo Wenqing next to him both raised their heads and looked at Nangong Jue. Nangong Jue looked firm and knelt down in front of Rong Jin on one knee, "Old minister asked for the battle, please forgive me."

Rong Jin frowned, "Is the general in good health?"

"The old minister has completely recovered." Nangong Jue said. Rong Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Wenqing. Although he had plans to send troops, he really did not plan to use Nangong Jue this time. At least Nangong Jue could still cultivate for a while before seizing Muyun City, but for some reason, Nangong Jue seemed particularly urgent and determined. Rubbing his eyebrows, Rong Jin said: "General Nangong, if you have withdrawn troops from Muyun City before, you have no need to feel guilty.

Even I cannot avoid such a thing. If you seize Muyun City, it already represents your strength." In fact, there is no need for General Nangong to demonstrate his achievements by a small Muyun City, but Nangong Jue is obviously worried about it. Nangong Jue said loudly: "No matter what the reason is, it is true that Muyun City is gained and lost in the hands of the old minister. If you cannot retake Muyun City, it will be a lifelong shame for the old minister. Please help Your Majesty."

Rong Jin sighed, "Master Mo Gu?"

Mo Wenqing said lightly: "It's okay, but... it's better to take a rest for a while." Nangong Jue is old after all, and being too tired is by no means the way to live long.

Looking at Nangong Jue's firm expression, Rong Jin had no choice but to say, "Well, I'm relieved to leave this matter to General Nangong. Nangong Yu."

"The last one will be here." Nangong Yu said aloud.

Rong Jin said: "You are the vanguard deputy general, follow the general to seize Muyun City."

Nangong Yu was overjoyed. Although he had led the army independently with his qualifications, he was definitely not qualified to be Nangong Jue's deputy general. His Majesty made such arrangements, I was afraid that his father's health and safety, so that Nangong Yu, as his son, could follow him and persuade him at all times, "I will receive the order, thank you Your Majesty!" Rong Jin waved his hand and said, "Go, if you can't capture Muyun City within ten days, military law will be dealt with!"

Nangong Jue stood up and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! The old minister promised that Mu Yun City would be presented to Your Majesty within five days!"

Watching Nangong Jue and his son leave, Mu Qingyi sighed slowly and said, "Jiang Gui's nature is so old that it is even more stingy. General Nangong is much more powerful than when he was young." Rong Jin frowned and said, "I have been holding it back for too long in the past few decades." Originally, Nangong Jue's military achievements were not only like this now. Unfortunately, the Supreme Emperor was weak in his old age, and the late emperor gave up halfway. At his peak, most of Nangong Jue was either idle or suppressed. In the battle against China three years ago, Nangong Jue only caught up with a tail, and now he is old.

It is said that General Nangong is the best in the world. But in terms of real military achievements, Geshuhan pacified the Northern Barbarians, Rong Jin merged with China in the east, and swallowed the Western Regions. These magnificent achievements are not very related to him. How could Nangong Jue not regret it? In Rong Jin's opinion, Nangong Jue's voice really corresponds to four words: born at the wrong time. It's not that he is incompetent, but that he cannot meet a king who is willing to trust him and has ambitions. When he arrives at Rong Jin, Nangong Jue is over 70 years old, and Rong Jin's attention is still on those young generals.

Mu Qingyi thought about it and nodded in agreement. Nangong Jue's reputation as a stimulating country is enough to prove his ability, but winning a great battle, especially expanding territory, is not enough to use troops like a god. If Rong Jin had been born decades ago, or the late emperor Rong Mutian had not had that absurd twenty years, perhaps the unification of the world would have been without them.

"But, the age of the general..." Mu Qingyi frowned. As a strategist, she still likes to seek stability most of the time. No matter what aspect, Mu Qingyi doesn't want something to happen to Nangong Jue. Rong Jin waved his hand and said, "Muyun City is still difficult for General Nangong. But the war will happen later..." The Northern Han Dynasty was flat, so the battlefield was known for its cavalry, which was the most unfavorable for Nangong Jue. But looking at Nangong Jue's determination today, they probably could not stop it.
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