Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 207 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 45
That period of memory has become extremely blurred. In a trance, 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 tampered with his memory, and he almost forgot about the memory of saving her.

The only thing that is clear is the freesia fragrance that lingers on the tip of the nose every day and 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, rest early."

Under the light of the candle, Xu Zhu's gentle eyebrows and eyes became a bit more compassionate and soft.

Quan Jiu knew that he couldn't find any news, so he nodded:
"Go back."

.........

Winter and twelfth lunar month.

The war on the frontier is still endless.

Liang State and Yong State were determined to annex Qianqiu State, and 500 million troops joined forces to face Yong State's 230 million troops.

The battle was tense, and Jing Chuantang had been guarding the border for two months. Although he had the name of the God of War, he still had a hard time facing several times more enemies.

The man's brows were firm, and a dark look flashed in his eyes as he watched the rising smoke from the beacon tower.

"General Jing, this is already the No. 20 attack in Yong Kingdom this month. We just ended a sneak attack late last night. The brothers exhausted a lot of energy. Do you think we should focus on defense today..."

Lieutenant General Li said with a serious expression.

The border is extremely cold, and the heat preservation facilities cannot keep up. Many soldiers have already collapsed in the ice and snow.

The situation in Yong Kingdom is not much better. If this protracted war continues, it will consume a lot of national power of the two countries.

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

Holding the sword hilt in his hand, he stood up straight, looked at the beacon fire in the distance, and said a word coldly.

"war."

He promised her that he would return to Beijing safely.

As the king of a country, Quan Jiu naturally had to stay in the capital to preside over the overall situation, but he had to stay in Chanzhou, and the two had to separate.

Through the armor, Jing Chuantang touched the letter in the interlayer of his clothes.

There is only one simple sentence in the letter.

"Jingchuantang, it's snowing in Chang'an."

So when will you come back.

This is a letter from the capital three days ago.

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

.........

above the hall.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, our army escorting food, grass and heating supplies has been cut off by Liang Guo again."

Civil and military officials gathered in the main hall, looking at the glamorous queen on the dragon chair.

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

"If the supply cannot be replenished in time, how long can the 80 troops in Chanzhou last?"

"Less than five days."

The one who spoke was Feng Zhuo.

He was sitting on the left side of Quan Jiulong's chair, 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 send a letter of surrender to ask for peace."

Conservative civil servants began to speak out.

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

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

Quan Jiu looked at Feng Zhuo:

"Aiqing, what do you think?"

Feng Zhuo shook his head, not optimistic:
"I'm afraid Moxi won't agree."

Moxi's goal is Quanjiu, as long as he doesn't get her, he won't let it go.

"Moxi and Yongguo are not troublesome, what is really troublesome is Yongguo who has teamed up with Liangguo."

Liang Guo's military strength is strong, directly threatening the northern territory of Qianqiu Kingdom. In just half a month, the court has received three bad news of the northern defeat.

Quan Jiu has a headache.

The original owner is really rubbish, besides Jing Chuantang, there is no general who can make a move, and now, Jingchuantang is guarding the south, and there is a gap in the north.

Feng Zhuo's brows were indifferent:

"If your majesty is at ease, let me try."

Quan Jiu looked at him in shock:
"Aiqing..."

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 gone."

She cured his leg disease for him, so he will fight for her on the battlefield.

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

The regent's legs have been disabled for too long, and Feng Zhuo, who has been fighting the enemy heartily on the battlefield for a long time, has become a distant legend passed down by everyone.

Retired in seclusion for seven years, this legendary genius who was able to write at the age of three, compose poetry at the age of four, bow and shoot tigers at the imperial court at the age of five, go on an envoy to the enemy country at the age of ten, and fight against Confucian scholars at the age of 13, who was the legendary genius who was able to defeat the prime minister, finally got out of the scabbard and went to the court again. The world showed his sharpness.

When the meeting was over, Feng Zhuo went directly to Quan Jiu's Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Seeing the figures of 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 with the emperor at night by candlelight" every day and night.

The two discussed political affairs, and the discussion lasted all night.

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

……

With Feng Zhuo's joining, the tense battle in northern Xinjiang finally eased.

Feng Zhuo won the battle as soon as he went out, Liang Guo's army was retreating steadily, and the six cities that were originally occupied were forced to spit out three.

Liang Guoguo completely ignored the matter of cutting off the food and grass, and sent people to watch Feng Zhuo.

After another half month, this three-month tug-of-war finally came to an end.

The three parties officially announced the truce and set up a banquet to discuss the truce agreement.

The venue for the banquet was in the imperial palace of Qianqiu Kingdom.

Quan Jiu led Nai Tuanzi and waited early at the gate of the city.

Jingchuantang is coming back.

Sooner than he promised.

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

The gates of the city were opened wide, and the people in the city lined up to welcome them.

In the distance, a group of people came galloping, and Quan Jiu saw the red figure in the front at a glance.

He rushed very fast, as if he knew that someone in this city was looking forward to returning.

The young general's red clothes fluttered, and his three thousand black hair was only held by a red hair tie. Across the crowd, he saw a woman in court formal attire at a glance.

After lurking for three months, the explosive growth of thoughts, Jing Chuantang rode his horse and whipped his whip, and finally stopped in front of her.

On Chang'an Avenue, everyone was staring at the two people in the center of the crowd. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women always caught people's attention.

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission."

Jing Chuantang jumped off the horse neatly, arched his hands, and wanted to worship her.

Quan Jiu stopped him in time.

"Just come back safely."

(End of this chapter)