A short letter was only two pages, but Sang Han's face was gloomy after reading it for a long time.

The young man standing next to him was a little worried and couldn't help asking, "Father, what did you say in the letter?"

Sangha has always valued and trusted this son, and these things are not usually hidden from him. But this time he went against the norm and put away the letter in his hand without any intention of showing it to his son.

In the face of the young man's inquiry, he just said in a deep voice, "Nothing."

The young man couldn't help but frown. His father's expression didn't look like nothing was wrong.

Sangha looked up at his son and said in a deep voice, "Go and rest, there are still many things to do later."

The young man hesitated a little and looked at Sangha and wanted to speak but stopped.

But Sangha waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, go."

The young man had no choice but to retreat respectfully, but when he went out, he looked back and found that his father's face became particularly serious.

Sang Ha was alone in the conference room, so he opened the letter in his hand again and read it carefully. After a long time, he pinched the letter into a ball and held it in his palm, and sneered, "What a Fu Fengcheng!"

Fu Fengcheng's letter was indeed not long, but the content inside made Sangha feel very uneasy. This seemed like an ordinary letter to persuade Sangha to withdraw from his troops and sow discord, but there was a lot of content that touched Sangha's concerns.

This worry was not brought to him by Fu Fengcheng, but by the moment King Nile asked all the 17th Legion to go abroad to fight, it had already lingered in his heart and could not dissipate. Therefore, Sangha quietly left a small number of troops in the country, and did not really bring them to Anxia completely.

Fu Fengcheng said in the letter that the king sent the 17th Legion out of the country to fight in order to consume the 17th Legion and seize power while they were not in the country to eliminate those who were biased towards the 17th Legion.

Fu Fengcheng also said that this was the reason why King Nile agreed to Sun Liang join forces to invade An Xia, just to lure the tiger away from the mountain. King Nile didn't care whether he could seize An Xia's territory in the end. He just wanted to turn An Xia's territory into the grave of the 17th Legion. Otherwise, if the Nile royal family really had long-term plans for An Xia, why didn't he discuss with the 17th Legion in advance? Instead, he sent troops without warning? He was defeated so easily by the six southern provinces and asked the 17th Legion to clean up the mess?

All this is just to lead them out of the country.

This is sow discord! And it is a very rough, straightforward and unconcealed sow discord.

Of course, Sangha knew Fu Fengcheng's purpose, but... he also knew that King Nile and the royal family could really do these things.

Fu Fengcheng said at the end of the letter that if Sangha didn't believe him, he could take a look. Within a month, his eldest son Sanggu would undoubtedly die.

Just as Tujun Fu felt that Fu Fengcheng was his pride, Tujun Long put all his hopes on Long Yue. In Sangha's eyes, his wife gave birth to his eldest son Sanggu, whom he was born to, was also his pride and hope for the future.

Sangha is fifty-two years old this year, and the Nile people get married very early, so his eldest son is already thirty-five. Sanggu is a very capable and outstanding heir, so Sangha can take his troops to war with confidence. Because he believes that Sanggu can handle everything well, even if there is any accident, he can at least stabilize the situation and wait for him to return to China.

But now Fu Fengcheng said that Sang Gu will die within one month!

This is not only a provocation, a provocation, but also a curse!

If the sender hadn't left yet, Sangha might have shot him directly.

A feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart, and Sangha knew that he was still affected by the letter. He couldn't help pinching the letter in his hand tighter, as if he was pinching someone's bone.

Xu Shaoming felt that Master Fu was not very good. Although he had won a battle just now, the praise from all parties, the commendation from the military headquarters and the military commander did not make the Master feel better.

Xu Shaoming looked around and thought to himself: Maybe it's because the eldest young lady is not here?

When Fu Fengcheng asked the person who had just returned from the letter to retreat, Xu Shaoming looked at the eldest young master's face that was slightly relieved before asking, "Big Master, are you sure that Sangha will believe that letter?"

Fu Fengcheng asked, "Why don't you believe it?"

Xu Shaoming also wanted to ask, why did he believe it? It is obvious that he is provoking it, right?

"Because if I were Sangha, I would believe it." As if seeing the complaints in Xu Shaoming's heart, Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xu Shaoming and said lightly.

Alas? Xu Shaoming looked at his eldest son in surprise.

Fu Fengcheng said, "I really want to sow discord, but it will really happen. No matter who is in Sanha's position, I can only believe it."

Xu Shaoming frowned and said, "So, the Nile Royal Family really wants to attack the Glory Legion?" After thinking about this, he felt a little sympathetic to the Glory Legion again. After all, he once made great contributions to the Nile, but now the Nile Royal Family doesn't like them and wants to kill them all the time.

Fu Fengcheng said, "If the Nile royal family does not take action, in a few years or ten years... they will not know who will take action first."

"...Sangha also has ambition?" Xu Shaoming was speechless, and Fu Fengcheng said, "Hold heavy troops and dominate the world. How many people can resist such temptation? The Nile royal status is extremely respectful. Whether it is common people or high-ranking officials and powerful officials, they can only be as trembling as slaves in front of them. With Sangha's current power, why do you still have to lie on the ground and be a slave for others?"

If the ancient emperors of Anxia emphasized "being obedient in heaven", then the Nile royal family themselves were heaven and gods.

The early Glory Legion was actually controlled by people trusted by the royal family. It has to be said that it is not easy for the Sangha clan to control the Glory Legion without being killed. Sangha's great-grandfather, great-grandfather and grandfather were once loyal dogs under the royal family. It was only with the loyalty of several generations that finally earned the real power of these two generations.

In the Nile Kingdom, only military power can be slightly restricted.

Xu Shaoming thought about the eldest son's words carefully, and it seemed to be right. Who wants to kneel down while sitting?

In Anxia, ​​as long as the ministers did not meet a real tyrant, their subjects could write letters and advise, and they could also ask for help, and they would not abandon you. A little awesome could force the emperor to retreat or even issue a self-destruction.

In Nile, a king or any prince in a bad mood can make a high-ranking official lose his head directly, and it doesn't even require too many reasons.

"What will Sangha do?" Xu Shaoming asked curiously.

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes and shook his head, "I don't know, let's take a look. What's the news in the northwest?"

Xu Shaoming immediately changed into a serious expression and replied, "The war in the northwest is still in a stalemate. At present, Dayin's troops in the northwest have exceeded 600,000."

Upon hearing this, Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, "Dayin is really determined to take down the northwest?"

Xu Shaoming said, "The opportunity is rare. After all, next time, we will wait until Sun Liang rebels, Nile invades and the small countries in the Western Regions will be connected together."

Fu Fengcheng still frowned, "Yes."

Xu Shaoming looked at Fu Fengcheng's expression and said, "Young Master Long and Young Master Song are in the northwest, and there is also Governor Song, so the eldest young master doesn't have to worry."

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about this, I'm just a little curious about how Dayin fought against An Xiashi in recent years, but he has never looked like he's still alive like this time now."

Xu Shaoming said, "That's right, maybe... the expansion of the Dayin people in the west has been too smooth and has expanded over the years, right? Isn't it said that stepping onto the Central Plains is the dream of every Dayin people?" Unfortunately, this dream has never been successful after thousands of years.

In the past thousands of years, unlike Anxia's relatively stable and low-speed expansion, Dayin's territory has changed a lot.

Sometimes it is a giant entrenched in the northwest of Anxia. At its peak, it is larger than Anxia. Its ability can almost threaten the rule of the Central Plains. Both sides will inevitably fight to the death.

Sometimes it suddenly weakens to be occupied by other tribes, and only a small piece of territory is left. At this time, it has to come to form an alliance with An Xia. Anyway, it has been jumping repeatedly between war and alliance for thousands of years. Now it probably feels that another round of accumulation has been completed and you can try again.

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "It's so smooth."

Xu Shaoming said, "No, in the past twenty years, the Dayin people have annexed many small countries and tribes in the west." Because they are busy expanding westward, the northwest border has been relatively stable over the past twenty years, but occasionally there is some friction with the Song family.

Fu Fengcheng took out a document on the table and looked carefully for a while before saying, "Send a message to Mr. Song, I agree with his plan and give him our hands in the west."

Xu Shaoming was a little surprised, but he still responded seriously, "Yes, the eldest son."

Xu Shaoming took the order out to do business. Fu Fengcheng continued to look at the documents in his hand. After a while, he raised his head as if he remembered something and frowned slightly.

The eyes fell on a photo frame on the table, which was almost the only thing in the room that was incompatible with this rough space full of solemnity.

In the photo frame is a photo that has just been taken for a while. In the photo, Leng Sa is wearing a long skirt and holding a white and tender little stone in her hand. Xiao Shi Tou waved his little hands in his mother's arms, opened his big eyes, and smiled happily.

Leng Sa was looking down at the little stone in his arms. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could see a beautiful smile and love for the child from his slightly drooping face.

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and gently brushed his fingers over the two people in the photo. It took a long time before a sigh came from the room.

There is actually no difference between the west bank of the Ruohe River and the east bank, and the original people did not think that the difference between a river had any impact on them. It was only now that the war was fought, and the river surface was almost completely blocked and people realized that it was really inconvenient.

Especially the people near the riverside, they used to take a boat to cross the river to Licheng or some surrounding counties to do some small business, but now they are not good. As for the merchants who come and go between Nile and Anxia, ​​many of them are blocked by the river and cannot move forward and retreat, and even if they complain in their hearts, they can't help it.

In comparison, Leng Sa has been quite busy these two days. They have to inquire about the specific locations of the Nile garrisons and draw a clear map of the West Bank. They also have to pay attention to the situation of the Nile people at any time.

The small town they are in is a small town of a large size nearest to Ruohe. In the past two days, the Nile people just lost their battles and their morale was very low. Naturally, some middle and low-level commanders would inevitably come to the city to drink or something.

Ordinary soldiers at the lower level naturally do not have this qualification. Those who can leave the camp and enter the city at this time will never be the soldiers at the bottom.

Leng Sa was a little dissatisfied with this. These people had no access to confidential information at their level, and they did almost nothing except drinking and making trouble.

"A Yue." Leng Sa sat next to the railing on the second floor of a restaurant and drank tea. Looking down from here, you could see a group of Nile people fighting for wine in the lobby downstairs.

Su Ze came up from downstairs and sat down opposite Leng Sa, looked around and whispered, "Just just got the news that King Nile has sent an envoy."

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "Messenger?" Su

Ze smiled lowly, looked at the group of people downstairs, and continued to lower his voice, "It is better to be an inspector than to say it is an envoy. King Nile was very dissatisfied with the performance of the 17th Legion during this period and sent to instruct the 17th Legion to supervise the battle."

Supervising the battle? Leng Sa couldn't help but smile. This thing is probably the same as sending eunuchs or civil servants to serve as military supervisors in ancient times.

Leng Sa thought for a moment and said, "We have almost done the defense drawings. Since that's the case... let's do another vote."

Su Ze said, "What do you mean?"

Leng Sa hooked his finger at him, and Su Ze hurriedly approached a little, Leng Sa smiled and said, "Let's go and kill that military supervisor."

"..." Su Ze looked at Leng Sa in shock, "That prison... isn't right, the inspector will definitely cause trouble for Sangha. Aren't you helping him?"

Leng Sa said, "If that man died before he arrived, guess... would King Nile think that we killed or Sangha?"

Su Ze instantly understood and glanced at the person below. Even if Sangha had evidence that the Anxia people killed King Nile, King Nile might not believe it.

Su Ze asked, "Do you want to notify the eldest son?"

Leng Sa shrugged, "You can do whatever you want."

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go and prepare now!"

The two of them called the guy to check the bill. Seeing that they had never used the snacks on the table, Su Ze's face was not very good-looking. Looking at the guy who was about to be quarrel downstairs, he also knew why. He had to apologize repeatedly. Su Ze asked casually, "How do you do business with these people quarrel like this?"

The guy was also helpless, "What can I do? But these people don't come every day, they will pass after enduring it."

Noisy is a trivial matter. The key is that these people don’t remember to give money when they are drunk. How dare the shopkeeper and the client provoke these people? Basically, if you receive money once three or five times, you will laugh.

Su Ze thought about it and said to Leng Sa, "Ayue, you go from behind." It is better to have less trouble than to have more trouble. He always feels that it is easy for a young lady to go down.

The guy immediately understood Leng Sa and nodded repeatedly, "This guy is right. Our shop has a back door, so why should a girl go from behind?"

Leng Sa glanced at Su Ze and said, "Be careful, we have something to do." If you beat and kill the Nile people in the city, it will be difficult to deal with later.
To be continued...