Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 207 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 45

That memory has become extremely blurry. In a daze, he never saw her face clearly, nor did he know her name. He only remembered the faint fragrance of freesia on her body.

"Zhu Yan" said that he saved her, but in fact, someone had tampered with his memory, and he had almost forgotten the memory of saving her.

The only clear thing is the fragrance of freesia that lingers on the tip of my nose every day and every night.

It was because of Zhu Yan's familiar fragrance that he chose to stay in Qianqiu Kingdom as a national teacher. He wanted to know if she was that person...

Until one day, someone sent the child.

child……

"Your Majesty, please rest early."

Under the candlelight, Xu Zhu's gentle brows and eyes became a little softer and compassionate.

Quan Jiu knew that he couldn't find out any information, so he had no choice but to nod:

"Back off."

………

The twelfth lunar month of winter.

The war on the border is still endless.

The Liang Kingdom and the Yong Kingdom were determined to annex the Qianqiu Kingdom, and their five million troops joined forces to fight against the Yong Kingdom's 2.3 million army.

The war is tense, and Jingchuantang has been guarding the border for two months. Although he has the reputation of the God of War, it is still difficult to face many times more enemies.

The man's eyebrows were determined, and as he looked at the smoke rising from the beacon tower, a dark color flashed in his eyes.

"General Jing, this is Yong's twentieth attack this month. We just ended a sneak attack late last night. The brothers' physical strength was too much. Do you think we should focus on defense today..."

Vice General Li looked serious and spoke.

It's freezing cold on the border, and the heating facilities can't keep up. Many soldiers have already collapsed in the ice and snow.

The situation in Yong Kingdom is not much better. This protracted war continues, which consumes the national strength of both countries.

Jingchuantang was dressed in red, and his cheeks close to the cheekbones were much thinner. The man looked at the sword under the lamp, and the smooth and cold sword surface reflected the small scabbed scratches on his left cheek.

He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, stood up straight, looked at the beacon fire and smoke in the distance, and uttered a word coldly.

"war."

He promised her to return to Beijing safely.

As the king of a country, Quan Jiu naturally had to stay in the capital to take charge of the overall situation, but he had to stay in Chanzhou, so the two had to separate.

Jingchuantang touched the letter placed in the middle of his clothes through his armor.

There was only one simple sentence in the letter.

"Jingchuan Hall, it's snowing in Chang'an."

So when will you come back.

This is a letter sent from the capital three days ago.

He wanted to return to Chang'an with the good news before the snow melted and the flowers bloomed on the road.

………

Above the court hall.

"Your Majesty, our troops escorting grain, grass and heating supplies have been intercepted by Liang Guo again."

All civil and military officials gathered in the main hall, looking at the stunning female emperor on the dragon throne.

Quan Jiu looked in the direction of Chanzhou, a little worried.

"If we can't resupply in time, how long can Chanzhou's 800,000-strong army last?"

"Less than five days."

The person who spoke was Feng Zhuo.

He was sitting on the left side of the dragon chair, and the height of the seat was only half a head lower than hers.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, instead of continuing to fight, it is better to send someone to deliver a surrender letter and proactively seek peace."

Some conservative civil servants began to remonstrate.

"That's right! The weather is harsh in the cold winter, and Yong's army won't be able to hold on for long. If we ask for peace at this time, they will definitely agree."

As for the price of peace, it is nothing more than ceding territory and paying compensation, which is much better than the current stalemate.

Quan Jiu looked at Feng Zhuo:

"Ai Qing, what do you think?"

Feng Zhuo shook his head, not optimistic:

"I'm afraid Mo Xi won't agree."

Mo Xi's goal is Quan Jiu, and as long as he doesn't get her, he won't give up.

"Moxi and Yong State are not in trouble. What is really troublesome is Yong State who joins forces with Liang State."

Liang's military strength was so strong that it directly threatened the northern territory of Qianqiu. In just half a month, the DPRK and the Central Government had received bad news of three defeats in the north.

Quan Jiu has a headache.

The original owner was really rubbish. Except for Jingchuantang, there was no general who could take action. Now, with Jingchuantang guarding the south, there is a gap in the north.

Feng Zhuo's brows are indifferent and calm:

"If your Majesty is at ease, you might as well let me try."

Quan Jiu looked at him in shock:

"Ai Qing..."

Everyone knows that since Feng Zhuo's leg became disabled, he has never been on the battlefield again.

Feng Zhuo met her worried eyes, and a warm color flashed in his eyes.

"The leg injury is no longer a problem."

She cured his leg disease, and then he fought on the battlefield for her.

Not only Quan Jiu, but also all the ministers in the court were shocked.

The regent's legs had been disabled for so long that Feng Zhuo, who was able to kill enemies heartily on the battlefield, has become a distant legend passed down from generation to generation.

After seven years of seclusion, this legendary genius who was able to write at the age of three, composed poems at the age of four, bent a bow to shoot at tigers in front of the emperor at the age of five, went to the enemy as an envoy at the age of ten, and defeated the prime minister by talking with the Confucian scholars at the age of thirteen, finally took off the scabbard and once again

Show his talent to the world.

After the court meeting ended, Feng Zhuo went directly to Quanjiu's Yangxin Hall.

Seeing the empress and the regent leaving side by side, the ministers were not surprised at all.

What's so strange about this?

Who in the court does not know that the regent is diligent in government affairs, and for the sake of the people of the world, he "talks by candlelight" with the emperor every day and night.

The two of them discussed political affairs all night long.

Every morning, the prince came out of the emperor's palace, looking refreshed and satisfied.

…

With Feng Zhuo's joining, the tense war in Northern Xinjiang finally eased.

Feng Zhuo was victorious as soon as he went out to fight. Liang's army was retreating steadily, and three of the six cities they originally occupied were forced to surrender.

The king of Liang State completely ignored the matter of cutting off food and grass, and sent people to keep an eye on Feng Zhuo.

Another half month later, this three-month tug-of-war finally came to an end.

The three parties formally declared an armistice and scheduled a banquet to discuss the armistice agreement.

The banquet was held in the palace of Qianqiu Kingdom.

Quanjiu took Naituanzi in hand and waited at the city gate early.

Jingchuan Hall is coming back.

Earlier than he promised.

Before the cold winter is completely gone, before spring blooms.

The city gates were opened wide, and the people in the city lined the streets to welcome him.

From a distance, a group of people were galloping towards them, and Quan Jiu saw the red figure at the front at a glance.

He rushed in a hurry, as if he knew that someone in the city was looking forward to his return.

The young general's red clothes were fluttering, and his three thousand black hair was only held up by a red hairband. Across the sea of ​​​​people, he saw a woman in formal palace attire at a glance.

After three months of hiding, his thoughts grew explosively. Jingchuantang rode his horse and raised his whip, and finally stopped in front of her.

On Chang'an Street, everyone was looking at the two people in the center of the crowd. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women always caught the eye.

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission."

Jingchuantang jumped off the horse neatly, raised his hands, and wanted to worship her.

Quan Jiu stopped his movement in time.

"It's good to come back safely."

(End of chapter)