"But what I said, this is a war, saying you have it? My father is a scholar and the most important family style. He is going to kill me?"

Song Xiaoai raised her eyebrows and shouted: "This is not OK, that is not OK. What about you when you climbed onto this girl's bed? I'm so angry that I'll go find the Duke..."

"Don't, don't, why do you, a girl, open your mouth?" As he said, he saw Wu Hanchao's tricks, and all the pitiful appearance just now disappeared, and the things on his hands and feet were raised into the air. Then he lit up his robe and hugged it. His movements were not only magical, but also extremely wonderful.

Song Xiaoai's beautiful eyes lit up and she said happily: "What kind of kung fu is this? You haven't taught me, okay, you still have a secret with me. Hurry up, people want to learn it."

Wu Hanchao said laughing and crying: "Auntie. You really don't know how to worry about you, are you still studying? You're so popular."

"Oh!" Song Xiaoai then saved herself from pretending to be pitiful and forcing him to marry him. She quickly changed into a bitter face and said quietly: "If I don't say it, then you can talk to me. Since you can't let your father know, then you have to stop it. Men are easy to talk to. Don't the Duke of the Duke himself has a daughter who has always been shameful in Nanjing? When you say it, he will definitely sympathize with you. Let's hold a pre-army wedding, which is so glorious."

Song Xiaoai changed into a gentle smile and walked over to hug his arms. Her elbows were zipping against her plump and soft chest, and she said softly, "Xiao Wu. Just go, you are officially kissing, so you don't have to sneak in. People are with you every day. The mandarin ducks are pillowing, and the flowers are blooming at the same time, holding their eyebrows together, and holding their old age with white hair..."

Wu Hanchao's body was also weak, his bones were numb, and his ears were itchy. He put on a robe in his hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay. You......please let me think about it, I think about it again, find a good opportunity..."

Song Xiaoai changed her face, and kicked it down his butt, and said angrily: "You are heartless!"

Yang Ling thought for a while in the room, read the memorial carefully again, and thought for a long time, and his eyes were fixed on Qing'an Mansion, the main road leading to Nanjing City in Shanxi. He pointed at the map with his fingers. He turned his eyes and picked up the pen to fill in the name of a person on the paper: I would like to ask. I will recommend that the Chengdu Tongzhi Wu Wending be appointed as the prefect of Qing'an Mansion in Nanzhili......

The Hongniang attacked Nanyang but failed, led the army around the city and rushed straight to Biyang. The magistrate of Biyang County fled with a large seal. The Hongniang soldier took Miyang without bloodshed and waited for Zhao Sui to arrive. Unexpectedly, when Zhao Sui came, the whole army was covered with mourning, which surprised her.

It turned out that at the battle of the ferry, Xing Laohu personally led the army to lead the battle while he was sick. His illness worsened and he could not receive effective treatment along the way. When the soldiers arrived in Fangcheng, they suddenly returned to heaven. Zhao Crazy's entire army led his filial piety and buried him in a secret place in the mountains. Then he led his army to come.

Hong Niangzi and Xing Laohu are old acquaintances. Although they have an average relationship with each other, they can’t help but feel sad when they hear the news. After the two said that, Hong Niangzi shouted in a sweet voice: “Come here, let’s set up the incense table, I want to pay tribute to Marshal Xing!”

"Yes, yes" Someone at the entrance of the hall responded in a panic. Zhao Fengzi saw that the man was wearing a robe, about thirty years old, with white skin and tender flesh, and seemed to be a person who was not working. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Who is this person?"

The Hongniang said, "A such a luxurious mansion is naturally a wealthy family. This person is still an official, a servant. Guess which big shot is the prince in the court?"

Zhao Caizi suspected: "Young Master? Well.......................... is Jiao Fang's son?"

The Hongniang said, "That's right, this is Jiao Mansion. Otherwise, where would you find such a big house in this small grass shop?"

Jiao Fang has five sons, the eldest son, the third son, and the fourth son have all died long ago. Now he has only two sons. The second son Jiao Rui is the judge of Wudingzhou, Shandong Province. Jiao Huang is the youngest son. He was just 30 years old. He passed the first place in the second grade two years ago and entered the Hanlin Academy. This year, Jian Ba ​​was just a attendant.

When Jiao Fang inspected various provinces to arrange refugees, he also took the leave and came out to serve his father. When Jiao Fang returned to Beijing, he returned to his hometown first. He wanted to return to Beijing in a few days, but unexpectedly, Hongniang soldier came quickly. The unfaithful magistrate of Bianyang County usually said that he was very flirting with his brothers. At this time, he didn't know that he would leave first. Hongniang chose wealthy families and was caught by Hongniang.

Zhao Fengzi snorted coldly, looked up and down a few times, making the burnt yellow scared to the point of pale face.

Zhao Caizi sneered and said, "Jiao Fang is in Beijing, but he has no bad record. This person is just a Hanlin Academy student. It is unjust to kill him. It is not enough to use it to coerce officers and soldiers. It is appropriate to be a servant temporarily. Let's go down."

Jiaohuang was granted a general amnesty and retreated with red face.

The Hongniang frowned and said, "Scholar, we are all relying on your strategy to break through the siege. Now we are in Henan, but Yang... Yang Ling is chasing him very closely. Where are we going? Are we going to Jiangxi and Liu Liu to meet the soldiers?"

Zhao Sui shook his head and said, "No, Yang Ling slowly mobilized his troops and gradually oppressed Jiangnan, which means he would press us to an area that was not conducive to the battle field of the cavalry, trap us to death, starve us to death, or look for fighter jets to gather and annihilate them. If Jiangxi cannot go, that is a dead place."

He glanced at Hong Niangzi and said, "Didn't you notice that we are invincible in Hebei and Shandong, where there are many poor people. We recruit soldiers and buy horses very quickly. After the people are defeated for ten days, we can gather again. As long as there are stutters, those who cannot survive are willing to join the army and make a living, but they will not be able to go to the south.

The people here are relatively wealthy. Even though they are a little dissatisfied with the court, they are far from supporting the thief in their eyes. For more than a hundred years of Ming Dynasty, their foundation has been solid, and the idea of ​​orthodox is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This orthodox is military and money. If you go south, you can't use the northern style of fighting.

If what I expected was good, Liu Liu and Yang Hu went south until Jiangxi, and the number of troops decreased and their strength was even weaker. We must find a place to stabilize first and breathe evenly before we can develop."

The Hongniang was determined to go to Nanzhili to find Zhou De'an to take revenge, but she couldn't speak at this time. She patiently said, "You scholar knows these things more than me. I just ask you, what are we going to do now?"

Zhao Shui said: "When I was in Zhongtiao Mountain, I guessed that they would encounter difficulties when they went south. Unfortunately, they were too far apart to stop them. Before this breakout, I had sent some people to Jiangxi to contact Liu Liu and Yang Hu. We first act in this area, wait for the people they sent, and then discuss a way out together.

Now, we will return to the army to attack Nanyang first. While Yang Ling had just arrived in Henan and had not had time to dispatch troops and generals, we must conquer Nanyang City at any cost and capture the Tang King Zhu Miyan alive. When we choose a suitable place for development, we will make him the puppet emperor. We are also descendants of the Zhu family. With such a person, the resistance we will be greatly weakened, and it will be legitimate to go to the army."

"Sons of the Zhu family?" Hong Niang rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled and said, "As long as it is a descendant of the Zhu family, it is okay? Then there is no need to force the attack on Nanyang. When I passed by Nanyang, I copied someone, and this person was a phoenix and dragon grandson."

Crazy Zhao was stunned at first, then stood up ecstatically and asked, "Tell me quickly, who is it?"
Chapter completed!