Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

The huge military camp was terribly silent.

The mysterious cavalrymen on the martial arts field stopped their movements involuntarily.

Among them, Mu Yuanlong's face was the most gloomy.

He scolded angrily: "His Highness personally selected you into the camp and taught you earnestly. Now you can admit mistakes if you only have a few similarities? What do you use to comfort Your Highness in the spirit of the sky?"

Because of the generals on both sides, Xuanqi and the Heavenly Secret Army were extremely incompatible.

This time, the attack on Nanliang was originally Xuanqi's mission, but in the end, because of his sluggish state, he was robbed by Yu Beizhou's Tianji Army.

Mu Yuanlong blamed himself and felt guilty, and he was even ready to resign when he returned to the court.

In the final analysis, his commanding ability is limited. It is good to be a lieutenant general, but he cannot be the main general who provokes the army.

If His Highness was still there... this would never happen.

On that day, when the King of Beining returned to the dynasty, it was well known that he presented jade in front of the gate of Dayuan City.

Some good people spread word of mouth and inadvertently revealed some details. For example, the one who won Beining Wang Qingyan was a blind boy who followed Confucianism to Beijing. It is said that his face was very similar to that of the third prince who passed away a year ago, which frightened Duan Junhao, the commander of the garrison. To the point of being fake.

Mu Yuanlong paid special attention to the King of Beining, and immediately turned black when he heard the news.

Who in the DPRK did not know the relationship between the two teachers who came from the same school? Now that His Highness is dead, the King of Beining has completely eliminated this mortal enemy who was not only unpleasant to the eye, but also robbed him of his brilliance. In the future, he will be the only one of the famous generals of the younger generation of Dayuan. Expected to be very proud of the spring breeze.

Now that Yu Beizhou has just returned to the dynasty, he only gave jade to a student who is pretty like the third prince. What is the intention? What's the point?

Mu Yuanlong was furious, and even sneered at the unnamed student.

How noble and noble is His Royal Highness, how can it be imitated by any "similarity"? I'm afraid it's Dongshi effect frown.

He had long heard that these students who participated in the Baijia Banquet wanted to become the nobles' disciples, and many of them used some disgusting methods to gain attention.

In his heart, Mu Yuanlong directly defined the blind student as an opportunist who took a crooked path.

As the personal soldiers of the Third Prince, the Xuan Cavalry Army is loyal and needless to say.

If it wasn't to maintain his tolerance, Mu Yuanlong couldn't have let this tricker off so easily. It turned out to be good now, the soldiers under his command not only admitted his mistake, but also ran up to him so rashly to report, holding the appearance of believing it was true, which was really irritating.

After being scolded like this, Liu Qi also calmed down.

Indeed, he just glanced at it from a distance, and Zhao Yebai bluntly took people away. Except for Zhang’s profile face, he didn’t even look at it.

But Liu Qi subconsciously felt that that person was His Highness.

He opened his mouth and said, "But..."

"and many more."

At this moment, Mu Yuanlong suddenly came back to his senses: "What did you just say, Zhao Yebai kidnapped people?"

He can ignore the people, but the horse is the horse left by His Highness. Nothing can be said.

"Yes, that group of students came to the military camp to borrow horses, and when it saw it, it broke free from the reins."

Liu Qi wanted to cry without tears: "Lieutenant General, you can't blame me for admitting the wrong person, even Zhao Yebai admits it wrong. And that person... also has Qixing Longyuan."

Mu Yuanlong was silent.

No one dared to look at his face at this moment.

When Zongluo was still there, Mu Yuanlong was a lieutenant specializing in all kinds of affairs. Xuanqi was well-organized by him, and the military law was strict, and everyone had a full sense of awe for him.

Later, after taking over the position of the main general, General Mu's character became more and more stern and severe.

This was also the first time that everyone saw Mu Yuanlong's thunder and anger.

"Make up a team, come with me now."

He put on the black armor, grabbed the weapon, and strode out.

......

On the other end, Zong Luo, who was being held hostage, sighed helplessly.

He hadn't seen him for more than a year, and others couldn't see it, but he could tell that Zhao Yebai had lost a lot of weight, and his fur was not at all as smooth as when he was by his side.

He patted the horse's back and motioned for Zhao Yebai to put him down on the outskirts of the city where no one was there.

Seeing that the master finally took care of him, the white horse hummed happily.

"No, I can't take you back now, you are too big."

Zong Luo touched its beautiful mane, and finally said reluctantly: "Be obedient, find a place where no one else is and put me down."

Today, I met Zhao Yebai, which was indeed an unexpected situation that he did not expect.

Fortunately, everything is still under control.

But if this would follow him back to Zhao Yebai, that would be a big problem.

Now everyone is just guessing whether he is the third prince, and no one dares to stab Emperor Yuan for the time being. In this relatively balanced situation where the undercurrents are surging, Zhao Yebai is an excuse to hand it over. If it is not handled well, it may disrupt his plan in advance.

Of course, Yutou always has to be handed up, it's just a matter of who hands it over and who the Yutou is.

"Good, you go back to the camp by yourself, don't come to me again during this time."

Zongluo got off the horse half-shove and half-shoved, resisting the urge to take it back, turned around and ruthlessly urged Zhao Yebai to leave.

Bai Ma looked at him for a long time, and determined that his master had no intention of changing his mind, so he whimpered, turning his head three steps and leaving on the road where he came.

Watching this scene, Zong Luo's fingers under his long sleeves trembled slightly.

He remembered that when he escaped to death, Zhao Yebai followed him with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't drive away no matter how hard he tried.

Zong Luo, who had just been reborn at that time, was even more reluctant to give up, but when he thought about how Zhao Yebai was shot by random arrows in front of the city gate in his previous life, and fell in a pool of blood, he could be ruthless.

Same now.

After Zhao Yebai left, Zong Luo did not leave in a hurry.

He stood on the spot, making sure that the other person had a panoramic view of the scene, then turned around, raised his feet and left, waiting for the appearance of this head.

"Da da da da da..."

Sure enough, just as he was about to leave, the hooves behind him finally hurried, from far to near, falling to the ground like a drum beat.

Ye Linghan hesitated again and again just now, but he still caught up with his horse, but he didn't expect to see the scene just now.

The hesitations, unknown worries and complexities just now turned into a monstrous anger, constantly burning his sanity.

It turns out that this person has no amnesia at all!

Because just now he hastily urged the horse to move forward, the young man in purple clothes still had a faint redness on his face, and he didn't know whether he was tired or angry.

He and Yu Beizhou are cousins ​​to each other, with half of the blood of the Yu family, inheriting the well-known good looks of the family. Although it's still not enough to drink a cup of Wuli, the protagonist of the king's heart, but it's definitely a pick in the ordinary.

Although Ye Linghan confirmed Zong Luo's identity, he believed it to be true.

As the prince of a country, Ye Linghan didn't even have this political sense.

At first glance, it looks like he has escaped from the battle of Hangu Pass. But thanks to the dream of the Seven Stars Lianzhu, no one in the world did not know that the third prince died for the country, and the popularity of the people reached its peak.

This move to retreat is too high. If he doesn't return from death and the public opinion is boiling, he will naturally be the most profitable. With such help, even Emperor Yuan, who has always been lukewarm to the third prince, may be biased in the matter of seizing the reserve, and he even caught the other princes by surprise.

Ye Linghan originally thought that Zongluo also loved all beings, and even the enemy protons ordered him to take care of him. It never occurred to me that amnesia was just a pretense. No wonder he suddenly appeared in the cold palace to save the eighth prince, everything was planned.

Those rhetoric from the outskirts of the country just now, but they were told to a fool, but he was a fool who really believed it.

To think so, perhaps blindness is also false. False, true, not a single word of truth.

Sitting on the back of a high horse, he stared at the back of the white-robed swordsman in front of him, almost unable to restrain the urge to rush up to ask questions.

But when the words came to his lips, Ye Linghan paused again, his face was blue and white for a while.

He and Zong Luo... hadn't gotten to the point where they could explain each other's behavior.

After all, except for the so-called unilateral care and his own unilateral hatred, they have no connection at all.

It's just... Who would have thought that the third prince of the Yuan Dynasty, who has always been in the moonlight, would play such a trick to fool the world.

What a breeze and a bright moon, a simple cloud. But it's also the same as those who unscrupulously play with power.

Fortunately, he originally thought that Zong Luo and Da Yuan were different.

That being the case, he was wrong.

An inexplicable betrayal anger rose from his chest, which he could hardly contain.

Ye Linghan couldn't tell how he was feeling right now, he just felt very disappointed, utterly disappointed.

Wei Guo's chest heaved up and down, and suddenly he clenched his fists without saying a word. His nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and he clamped the horse's back, urging him to dismount and run forward without turning his head.

"Da da da da da..."

The sound of the hooves became rapid again, and the black Lima passed by the swordsman like a gust of wind, lifting the hem of his white clothes and the black hair tied up behind his head, and falling down one after another.

Hearing the sound of hooves leaving, Zong Luo was a little surprised.

He thought that Ye Linghan would rush up to question him, but he didn't expect to pick it up so high and put it down gently, without any sign of it.

At this point in time, there was rumors that Wei Guo wanted to re-elect the crown prince. Ye Linghan was so anxious that he wanted to hurry and escape.

This Wei Guo proton was dormant and forbearance. He had been low-key in the Imperial City of Dayuan for many years. He was bullied by Zong Hongjiu and swallowed his anger. He also accumulated strength secretly.

In this case, Ye Linghan can use everything.

If it wasn't for the desperate, with Ye Linghan's personality before he turned black, he wouldn't have put his mind on the high-profile six arts competition of Baijia Banquet.

In his last life, Ye Linghan wanted to return to the country, and he did everything he could. After he had no choice, he was willing to commit himself to others, and even privately held a huge and absurd auction in the Huanchun Building. Later, after the news was leaked, his reputation was ruined, and even Wei Guo was ashamed to take back such a prince, so he simply abolished it.

Because of this, Ye Linghan turned completely black after finding out that he had no hope of returning to the Wei Kingdom. He was bound to take revenge on everyone, and officially joined Yu Beizhou's ranks to be a bull and a horse for him.

Xiaoba was involved in the seizure of the reserve because he fanned the flames behind his back. At that time, he came up with a poisonous plan, using the death of the eighth prince to break off a powerful arm of the fifth prince, and incidentally made the ninth prince fall out of favor, killing two birds with one stone, which is extremely vicious.

One of the advantages of being reborn through a book is to see the nature of these people thoroughly.

In his last life, Zong Luo was only a book-piercer who had read the comment area and passed through the text before reading a few chapters.

This life will be different.

Zong Luo is not a good person.

Since Ye Linghan killed Zong Ruichen in his previous life, he would put the blame on Ye Linghan in this life. The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven let go?

According to Zong Luo's understanding of Ye Linghan, after confirming his identity and knowing that he has no real amnesia, this desperate proton will probably make good use of this precious information, and then throw it out at the right time, or to all parties. To gain trust and benefits.

If Ye Linghan was a whistleblower again, Zong Luo's backhand could be used.

Not only can he logically hand over his identity to the bright side, but he can also pit Ye Linghan without showing off the mountains and water, so that he will not die and peel off his skin.

All of this has long been a planned route.

Taking advantage of such a villain, Zong Luo has no psychological burden.

Anyway, Ye Linghan had already witnessed the reason he handed over, so he just had to wait and watch the situation and wait for the situation to develop.

The sound of the hoofs disappeared completely, and the surroundings were as quiet as death.

The swordsman in white stood there for a while, then sighed and turned away.

Zong Luo has always felt that he is not a very ambitious person.

Otherwise, he would not have given up the olive branch handed over by the International Frontier Research Laboratory before going through the book, and pursued the bright future of higher education in the eyes of everyone. Instead, he would squat in the research room and lead students, racking his brains every day to find a way to apply for funding.

Because of this, for the position of the prince, he has always carried the idea of ​​​​according to the situation.

Maybe it was because it didn't really belong to this book, still with modern thinking and lack of sibling relationship, if he really wanted to choose one between his relatives and the throne, he would definitely choose the former without hesitation.

Once a person abandons superfluous hopes, he can recognize his position.

Maybe you have tasted the feeling of being isolated and helpless in your past life, and you have enough disappointment. After actually embarking on this road, Zong Luo found that he was actually familiar with the road.

The core idea of ​​Guigu is to conspire in the invisible, and it is often better than not to fight and not to pay. When it comes to the layout, Guigu disciples can't find it anywhere, it's just a matter of thinking and not wanting.

Thinking of it this way, I really can't be the clear breeze and bright moon in the mouths of those literati.

"Forget it, why am I obsessed with these false names? If I die once, it is naturally different."

Zong Luo muttered to himself and shook his head with a smile.

People are going to change.

If the experience of such a thing remains unchanged, it is estimated that the relic can be produced by cremating him.

......

Zong Luo didn't expect that today's good show was not over yet.

He slowly walked back to the Confucian resident, and the book boy who was guarding the door watched him return, as if he had finally found the backbone, and hurriedly stepped forward to report.

"Sir, a distinguished guest is here."

Zong Luo raised his eyebrows with interest: "Which one?"

The book boy said: "I don't know about the little one... The distinguished guest didn't say it, and the little one didn't dare to ask. Just as the young master instructed a few days ago, he took the person to the table under the osmanthus tree for a while. Rest, there are several incense sticks now."

Several incense sticks haven't left yet, and at first glance, they come prepared.

The news released is closed, and it depends on which fish is caught.

Zong Luo quickly passed a few candidates in his mind: "I see, you go and prepare some tea first."

The book boy nodded: "Yes."