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Grass Changying flew, blinking in full moon.

After Su Shiyu left Beijing to patrol, the Chu Party unexpectedly did nothing. The affairs of the various ministries are the same as before, and the North Korea is safe and sound. At the same time that Qunchen was relieved, because he felt strange and secretly held his breath, it was quite difficult. They worked hard to maintain this state for nearly a month. After the Huainan incident and the news of the doctor's preparation to return, they suddenly realized that Chu Mingyun was really keeping his peace for so long. Nothing to blame-it's just that Master Taiwei has always looked a little irritable in his appearance these days.

Chu Mingyun supported the forehead with one hand, and placed the letterhead on the desk case. Hearing the footsteps approaching, he did not raise his eyes and said, "Is there news from Su Shiyu?"

"...Master." The footsteps stopped suddenly, Qin Zhao's voice was slightly subtle.

Chu Mingyun looked up, "Huh?"

Qin Zhao looked at him strangely and hesitated for a moment before saying: "... you have asked seven times in the past two days."

"Is there?" Chu Mingyun frowned slightly, and then said indifferently: "I have asked it seven times, why there is no new news?"

"Su Shiyu is already on the way back, there is no accident, of course there is no news."

Chu Mingyun nodded with no expression. Qin Zhao stepped forward to put down the document. "Written after Zhou Yi went to office, he said that the situation in the west is already under control."

"Ok."

Qin Zhao suddenly acted, took a deep breath, and then looked at the Ruishou incense burner at the corner of the table, light smoke, curling like silk. He was surprised: "Master, have you changed the spices?"

"Well, soothing incense," Chu Mingyun glanced, "how?"

"Not bad."

"Oh—?" Su Bai's fingertips tapped on the head of Miaojin Beast for a moment, a little softly, Chu Mingyun said, "How do I think this is less, too cold and tasteless."

"Anshenxiang is originally the taste." Qin Zhao said.

"But what I smelled before was not like this." Chu Mingyun stared at the incense burner and replied subconsciously.

"Where did you smell it before?"

A name twitched between his teeth, and Yu Ming suddenly froze. Chu Mingyun was stunned. He suddenly recovered, withdrew his hand, and perverted a few things.

Qin Zhao simply left the matter in return.

Spring rain pours out of the house, and the turquoise trees pass through. The indoor fragrant mist and warm smoke are entangled, quietly binding the unknown thoughts.

Chu Mingyun sat on the back of the chair idly, and after a moment he picked up the side of the letterhead and read it casually.

This was the last return. The following Yingwei wrote that Su Shiyu had left Huainan and everything went well.

all the best.

Everything this month, including the Huainan King's case, has been so smooth and unexpectedly smooth.

When Su Shiyu first arrived, the Huainan king refused to meet the border, the city gate was closed, and his attitude was tough. Later, he even laid down heavy armor in the city, and formed a confrontation with the soldiers from the southern border transferred by Su Shiyu. Being tensed by both parties, pressing day by day, it is almost impulsive.

It turned sharply overnight.

Tens of thousands of soldiers unloaded their armor together, the vermilion city gate opened, and a man came out barefoot in the cold and wet moonlight, holding a letter and coming to offer.

The man claimed to be a strategist of the Huainan King. Before he was persecuted, he would help him to be abused and commit rebellion. His heart was miserable. Now he sees that the Huainan King not only blamed the people of the country, but also decided to plot to assassinate the Huainan King. He kept coming to Kaicheng to meet the doctor.

He knelt under the majestic city and confessed the crimes in many ways: using poppy to restrain Tan Jing, setting up Yongle Square in Chang'an, sending Su Xing to assassinate officials, coercing Ji Heng to ambush Mu La He, and helping the Huainan King to disturb the situation.

He said it was a vicious way to do his best. He knew that he could not escape the crime of death. The murder should be paid, only to ask Su Shiyu to be open to the side, let go of the unsuspecting brave soldiers and the innocent people in the city.

Some words were clanging and powerful, and he made a long bet.

Behind him there were soldiers with red eyes, which also made the patrol entourage sigh a few times.

Su Shiyu looked at the head of Huainan calmly, his blood-stained face was still full of fierce rage and unwillingness, and he was terrified in the dark shadows.

After a long time, Su Shiyu said lightly: "Did I ever say that I want the head of Huainan King?"

The strategist raised his head and listed the ten sins of Huainan King. He was unforgivable, but he was unfaithful and unfaithful.

Su Shiyu looked at him silently for a moment, smiled lightly, and spoke no more.

Huainan will be temporarily taken over by Nanjing Shou. After Su Shiyu collected the exhibits, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he ordered people to visit the whole territory, found hundreds of acres of poppy fields, and then personally monitored them to put them into flames. , Destroy everything.

On the last day, the planner suddenly came to see him, paid a lot of respects to Su Shiyu, and threw the words asking for forgiveness of the innocent again. He turned and jumped into the burning sea of ​​poppies next to him, and the fire rose, and the silhouette became a fly. gray.

In Huainan City, people sighed and said that the counselor was really not a wicked person, but a sentimental and righteous man.

Chu Mingyun sniffed.

In the chaotic scene at that time, the movie guard paid special attention to Su Shiyu's reaction. The doctor Yu Shi, who was stolen from him, frowned a little, frowned, and then smirked slightly, not knowing what to do.

Others don’t know what Su Shiyu means, but Chu Ming Yunbian understands:

The king of Huainan died before he could contact him, and he broke the opportunity to interrogate carefully. The planner's words were indistinguishable, and he committed suicide without returning to Beijing.

It was another play without proof.

The case looked smooth, and even a little bit of awe-inspiring decoration, but in fact they had nothing but a human head and ashes. Su Shiyu did not encounter a dangerous situation, he was not expected to invite the king into the urn. The evidence of the Huainan King's case has a deeper conflict with suspicious motives, but it is completely impossible to start.

If it were not for them to be more conscious, it may only be that things were not as simple and clear as they were revealed to the world.

Suspicious sinus rebirth, thinking and puzzled.

Chu Mingyun stared at the snow-white letterhead, his eyes unconsciously falling on the man's name, the ink marks outlined thin strokes, and the gentleness was revealed in the horizontal turning.

I can see that the humid and soft wind in the south passed through his fingers, and there was a slight smile in the sleeves. The poppy flowers burned in front of him, and the wings of the butterfly flew with the wind. Absolutely, never scorching.

It is boundless.

——Master Su, please remember to come back earlier, so as not to make me fall in love.

It is clearly a ghost messenger, a joke that blurted out.

The spring rain outside the window was getting bigger, knocking on Wuye with a sound, and fell under the eaves.

Chu Mingyun suddenly poured a cup of cold tea out of the censer, threw the letterhead on the table, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

Acacia becomes a disease, what a joke.

...Who would really miss him.

After a few days, Changan didn't wait for Dr. Shishi, but waited for unprecedented guests.

The Huns sent an envoy to visit, and the envoy was still the nineth prince Yuwen Falcon.

Since the beginning of the dynasty, Da Xia and the Huns have been fighting continuously. I don’t know how many loyal souls have been lost in the desert Huchen. The Wuding River is full of Da Xia’s bones. Women and children, old and young, mentioning the Huns is also heart-to-heart.

Even in the past few years, because of Chu Mingyun, the Huns have been taboo and did not act rashly. The two sides of the border are still strictly guarded and never exchanged.

Now the Huns suddenly sent the prince to come, shocked by the North Korea, and quickly greeted by the number of courtesies.

The nine-prince Yuwen Falcon's Chinese words were surprisingly precise and fluent. The Golden Temple gave a simple ritual, and opened the door to show the intention:

Da Xia ceded the five northwestern cities to the Huns.

The Huns' attitude was quite arrogant, and they made it clear that they took advantage of Da Xia's relationship with Loulan, half of it was to negotiate and take advantage of it.

And this Xiongnu prince is well versed in resignation, speaking from reason to feeling, it can be described as the tongue and lotus flower.

There was a strange silence in the palace, and they looked at each other.

A moment later, Li Yanzhen said, "Then, according to the Ninth Prince, after the cession of the Five Cities, the Huns can guarantee that they will never commit another crime?"

"Of course." Yu Wen Hayao smiled. "Actually, we don't have any hatred for Daxia. We went south many times just to find a way out. You also know that we have been nomadic for a generation of water and grass. So many people in the tribe can’t starve to death alive. So many people died after going to war south, so they only grab a little food, which is really not cost-effective, but there is no other way.” He paused and said: “ I heard that the Emperor Daxia was generous, and his father was not willing to fight anymore, so he quickly sent me to make peace with you."

Li Yanzhen couldn't answer, and Chu Mingyun said coldly: "Since it is for peace, the status is naturally equal, why should the Huns want us to cede the land?"

"Did I not just say, we have to fight for war and we are forced to live. The land of Daxia is vast and generous, and a little is separated, and there is not much loss for you, and we can let people not be starved to death, and both parties are exempted. There is no harm in fighting,” Yu Wen Fang added. “Besides, we also heard that Loulan had only died a woman before. His Majesty the Emperor was willing to compensate three cities, and we can avoid the death of tens of thousands of people. Isn’t it too much to ask for five cities?"

At the same time, it is implying that Loulan does already have contact with the Huns.

Chu Mingyun looked ugly, and Li Yanzhen raised his hand to stop his words, and said to Yuwen Falcon: "The prince said it is reasonable, but this matter is not trivial, and I can't answer it to you now. You come and go all the way, it is better to rest for a while and wait for the negotiation. result."

Yuwen Falcon smiled, responded readily, retreated to the hall, and Gong E led the way to the residence.

Here Li Yanzhen summoned several heavy ministers and moved to the Xuanshi Temple for secret talks. After being seated, Li Yanzhen looked around for a week with a complex expression, and then said: "...How do you think Aiqing?"

"Is this necessary to consider?" Chu Mingyun sneered.

Li Yanzhen looked away and avoided the sharp edge, "How many other Aiqing?"

After a moment of hesitation, Wei Song, the household minister who had been half-frozen and half-frozen, came out and saluted: "According to the old minister... you can consider."

Chu Mingyun looked sideways.

"Ai Qing may wish to elaborate." Li Yanzhen said.

Wei Song thought slowly and said: "The account of the Xiongnu is indeed good. And the Northwest has suffered a lot of disasters every year. It has to allocate countless silver grain relief every year, and the treasury is really not very generous. Without the trouble of disaster management, and the barren land, there are not many Huns, and the hot potato is kept. If you don’t keep it... we don’t have much loss."

"Master Wei is troublesome, can you throw away the people in several cities?" Chu Mingyun said coldly.

"How can it be said that it was thrown away," Wei Song sighed, "Da Xia Guoli is posing, there are guards at the border, and the Huns are afraid to do anything to the people. Furthermore, these borders have been like these places in recent years. In Liangzhou, privately, the traders and the Huns also have a lot of contacts, and get along with each other more than expected."

In the deep eyes, a sudden burst of fierceness, Chu Mingyun said: "I fought in the battle on the battlefield, and sacrificed countless soldiers to recover it, is it that you are sent so freely?"

Several other courtiers whispered from time to time, and some people could not help but sigh lowly: "Master Chu is not easy, but after all, it is always good for the two countries to have peace and communicate with each other. Now, from the overall perspective, it is also for No more sacrifices..."

"How do you know they will keep their promises?" Chu Mingyun glanced away, the other party backed away, and said nothing.

Wei Song shook his head and said: "If you don't give it a try, how do you know if it's true or false? It's rare to have a chance to break the ice with the Huns. What if you can't get any trust at all."

"Master Wei has a long-term vision, and I really don't understand it." Chu Mingyun laughed without emotion.

Wei Song looked at Chu Mingyun and sighed helplessly.

Li Yanzhen also pondered: "Since the Huns have already come and sent a prince, sincerely knows that there are indeed, so refused, I am afraid that it will completely break the way of your friends."

Chu Mingyun slowly raised his eyes and looked directly at the ninety-five supreme seated in the hall. He smiled coolly, "Your Majesty is affectionate, but you have never expected to be so tender to the world."

"What does Chu Aiqing mean?"

Chu Mingyun didn't open his eyes, "Your Majesty naturally understands."

Li Yanzhen's face was not pretty, but he was not angry. He just looked at the others and hesitantly said: "So, still..."

"Your Majesty," Lu Shi went to the salute, "I thought that what Chu Taiwei said was reasonable, the Huns were not credible!"

"This..." Li Yanzhen looked at him.

"Chen never agrees," Chu Mingyun smiled slightly, and said slowly, "Your Majesty is cautious."

Li Yanzhen stopped.

Wei Song deeply saluted, earnestly said: "Your Majesty, the overall situation is important!" The voice did not fall, followed by a few echoes.

Li Yanzhen was in a dilemma, watching Chu Mingyun's back straight, and forced to stare over without giving in. His heart trembled, and he couldn't help looking at the right head of the vacant nobody.

Chu Mingyun looked at him with his face, ignoring his face slightly, without a word.

Li Yanzhen waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's not something that can be decided in a moment and a half. Su Aiqing is already on the way back to Beijing, and it's not too late to wait until he comes back."

There were many literary ministers and the Soviet Party, and naturally there was no objection. After the response, they all looked at Chu Mingyun.

Chu Mingyun then took his gaze back and said casually, "Alright."

In the palace corridor, Wei Song's footsteps gradually slowed down, and then stopped, he looked at the blue sky and blue tiles far from the railing, and he was frowning.

A voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Master Wei is still worried about the Huns?"

Wei Song turned his head and realized that it was Shang Yuyuexuan, who was the Ministry of Industry. After Tan Jing was executed, he was promoted to the former assistant of the Ministry of Industry. Wei Song nodded slowly, paused, and said: "Although Master Chu is a martial artist in the end, he has short-sightedness and does not understand the overall situation, but what he said... makes some sense in the end."

"How to say?"

"The people in those five cities, after all, are the people of Daxia, so they abandoned it to the Huns, maybe it was..."

"Master Wei was bothered by this," Yue Yuxuan smiled. "Master Chu is just making excuses for selfishness, you don't have to care too much about his words."

Wei Song looked at him in surprise. This man has acted in a low-key manner since he was re-elected. The boundary between the Chu Party and the Su Party is unknown. No one can be guilty. I don’t know how I will directly express my opinion today. I can’t help but ask: Why do you say that?"

Yue Yuxuan opened his mouth again, looked around, and lowered his voice close to the past, "Master Wei does not know that Master Chu is a Liangzhou native, and now he wants to cede his native land to the Huns, he must be unhappy, how? What the big picture will be."

"It turns out that way," Wei Song nodded. "I said how suddenly he cares about the suffering of the people. It seems...it's still high on him."

Yue Yuxuan said with a smile, "As the adults said, those military commanders are brave for a while, and there is no long-term vision. What's more, we have made good relations with the Huns, and Captain Chu can still have the current status? Just listen to his words. "

Wei Song pondered, Yue Yuxuan took a step back, Shi Li said: "Master Wei is painful, most of us understand, no matter what the opinion of Master Su later, I will certainly support you."

Wei Song moved, patting his shoulder, and without further uttering, went out with him.

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