Chapter 365 (1/2)

Zong Zhengming's study in Los Angeles.

When Wei Zhen was summoned to the door, he saw his highness sitting on the head. One of them was a white robe, the other a black one. They all sat on the imperial chair and looked very different. His highness is holding a blue and white porcelain cup. His eyes are warm and moist after the mist. But the son of his family was leaning against the back with one hand. In the slightly closed Phoenix eyes, the eyes are deep and sharp.

It is no wonder that there are more boudoir women in Beijing who admire his royal highness. Although the five royal Highnesses are also handsome and elegant, but in front of the master son ye, they are less awe inspiring.

It's a pity that this look is too compelling. Up to now, the master of Yao can stand it alone, and he can dance around in front of his highness, even occasionally provoking trouble.

”How?” Zong Zhenglin's other hand points to the case, and Wei Zhen knows that he is waiting for his patience.

”The other end has acted according to the agreement. Only Chunyu Jiahe said that he hoped to get back his sister who had been lost for many years earlier. ”

Without his highness, Wei Zhen couldn't help looking up Well, his master's son completely closed his eyes, obviously did not pay attention to Mobei's general.

”In the past, don't delay at moganling.”

When Wei Zhen stepped down, Zong Zhengming added tea and looked at the man beside him in silence. He knew that he was really tired. After all, after three days of discussion all night and two trips to and from the army, we can see the mental and physical exhaustion.

”Don't go back and rest?” It was the first time since he took Mu's family to the door. When Zong Zhengming saw that he had not finished, he left.

”Not later.” On the way back to the city, he was mistakenly identified as Zong Zhengming. He had been assassinated by a dead man, but his evil spirit did not fade. At this time, she went back to the room, and she was disturbed.

Seeing that his forehead was still steamy, he took a cold shower. Now he was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. Zong Zhengming put down his tea cup and slowly opened his eyes. ”She may not be afraid.”

If you can only guess the political intention of Lin. Since she is so valued, why should she be underestimated in this matter?

Stroking his forehead and laughing, Zong Zhenglin raised his clothes and stood up slowly. ”She is not afraid.” But he didn't want to disturb her peace.

In October of the 15th year of Zhanghe, the two armies fought fiercely in moganling on the 9th. Mobei sent out more than 100000 troops, led by general Tuoba Hong of Hushi, and finally broke the kunmu pass of the great Wei Dynasty, winning the greatest victory since the two armies fought.

Fu Dongguo, commander-in-chief of the West Route Army and an old general, was shot by Tuoba Hong with an arrow. Chen Jingliang, deputy commander in chief, was ordered to take over Fu Dongguo's leading position and lead the remaining troops to retreat to Xicheng.

After the war, Mobei people's morale was high, and they were covetous of Xicheng. In view of the weakness of the central army in the Wei Dynasty, the eastern army did not retreat from the battle and suffered too much damage. It was very difficult to advance to the hinterland of Mobei. After repeated weighing, the king of Mobei finally agreed to Tuoba Hong's request and asked him to dispatch troops to kunmu. He saw that he had to take the West Road first and then smash them all.

After the war, Shengjing was in a state of melancholy. The most difficult thing to do is to hate the crown prince Zong Zhenghui. It was so easy to win the great opportunity that I was handed over by the useless Dong Guo.