first minister

The main camp of the Falcon Cavalry is ten miles west of the city of Yuyan Prefecture.

Dongfang Ping led more than ten personal guards and rushed directly to the outside of the Falcon Cavalry camp together with the messenger who reported the news.

As soon as we arrived at the camp, someone immediately greeted us, "Your Highness! You are here! My general is dying! Go and have a look!"

Dongfang Ping immediately got off his horse and hurried to the Chinese army's tent with his guards.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, there was still a familiar meeting place in front. Dongfang Ping walked around the screen and came to the back of the tent.

I saw a falcon riding on the eagle, and several captains standing nervously in front of the bed behind the tent.

On the bed, the once lively Murong Long was wrapped in a brocade quilt and lying in the thick smell of medicine. His face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breath was like a gossamer.

Seeing this, Dongfang Ping stepped forward quickly, anxiously and worriedly grabbing Murong Long's hands exposed outside the brocade quilt and saying, "General, what's wrong with you?!"

Murong Long opened his eyes weakly, looked at Dongfang Ping, and smiled bitterly, "I'm used to seeing strong winds and waves. I never thought that the boat would capsize in the gutter. Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Dongfang Ping shook his head repeatedly, "Your Highness, don't worry, I have invited the city's miracle doctor Zhang to come over, and he will be cured quickly with just curare poison!"

"It's useless. My family knows their own affairs. I know what's going on with my body."

Murong Long laughed miserably, looking up at the top of the military tent, with tears in his eyes, "I think that my Murong family, one dragon, one tiger and one leopard, is the best among the seven younger generations in Da Liang. Now that the leopard dies and the tiger dies, so will I." Not long ago. Time? Fate?"

He pulled the palm out of Dongfang Ping's hand, stretched out his hand to look at the sky, and shouted weakly and crazily: "I pride myself on my talent. Whether it is fighting in the battle or governing the country and the people, I am good at it. It is easy to make achievements, but who would have expected that I would die?" Here, Youyou Cangtian! How can you be so unfair!"

Dongfang Ping advised: "General, don't be so sad. The situation is uncertain now. You will be fine!"

Murong Long raised his head with difficulty and looked at Dongfang Ping, "Your Highness, I feel sorry for you!"

A warning sign suddenly occurred in Dongfang Ping's heart, but before he could do anything, the two captains standing closest to the bed pulled out the daggers hidden in their sleeves with lightning speed, and placed them on Dongfang Ping's chest. neck.

Dongfang Ping was shocked, but one of them used a little force with his dagger, and the sharp edge drew a very shallow blood mark on his neck, "Your Highness, don't move, the sword has no eyes!"

Seeing this situation, the two guards who followed Dongfang Ping into the tent did not dare to move rashly and were quickly subdued by Murong Long's guards.

Feeling the pain in his neck, Dongfang Ping did not dare to move and looked at Murong Long in shock, "General? This is it?"

Murong Long lifted the quilt and stood up slowly. His movements were so swift that he didn't even look like he was seriously injured.

"Your Highness! I'm sorry. Although you and I met late, we are each our own master after all!"

He looked at Dongfang Ping who dared not move, "There is no way. Lieyang Pass and Phoenix City are too important to the imperial court. In order to take back these two cities, I can only aggrieve Your Highness."

Dongfang Ping looked shocked and said quickly: "General, why is it like this? The little king's loyalty to your country can be seen from the sun and the moon!"

Murong Long shook his head, "Your Highness, don't you understand? We are destined to never be like you before!"

Dongfang Ping smiled bitterly as if he was resigned to his fate, "Why not?"

Seeing Dongfang Ping's expression, Murong Long felt reassured. He slowly put on his robe and said easily: "If we want to get Lieyang Pass and Phoenix City back, we have to exchange Yuyan State with the Southern Dynasty people. The Southern Dynasty people want to You die! If you don’t die, how will the monarchs and ministers of the Southern Dynasties be safe? How can they explain to the people of the world? How can they be willing to return Lieyang Pass and Phoenix City to us?"

He walked up to Dongfang Plane and looked at him condescendingly, "Today, you are not important to me, Daliang, but without you, you are very important to us."

Dongfang Ping lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "So, the story about you whipping the soldiers and causing them to flee was also a lie?"

Murong Long nodded slowly, "That's natural. They have already gone to various counties to control the rebel army. When I send your head to Lieyang Pass, I will evacuate with most of the Falcon Cavalry. When the Southern Dynasty takes over Yuyan Prefecture, Let’s start another turmoil and take back this prosperous and prosperous place.”

He smiled and said, "We, Daliang, need a Swift Master who is loyal to us, but this person does not necessarily have to be you."

He looked at a guard on the side and said: "Quickly send a message to King Xi according to the plan. The overall situation of Yuyan State has been decided!"

The bodyguard nodded and retreated.

Dongfang Ping looked at Murong Long with a pleading look on his face, "General, is there really no room for change in this matter?"

Murong Long chuckled lightly, "Your Highness, I am one of the four cowardly Xue guards. Who do you think can instigate me? Don't blame me, I am also following orders."

"Hey!" Dongfang Ping sighed, "In this case, I have to give up all my fantasies."

As soon as he finished speaking, a captain who was originally holding a dagger to restrain Dongfang Ping suddenly moved his feet, stepped forward, and pointed the dagger at Murong Long's throat.

Dongfang Ping also retreated at the same time, and then backhand subdued another Beiliang captain who was caught off guard.

The sudden change in the field caught everyone off guard.

Three of the remaining five captains' expressions changed suddenly and they were about to step forward to rescue them, but the other two stepped out of the way and blocked their way.

Murong Long was also horrified and planned to fight back, but a cold voice came to his ears, and the lines were so familiar, "General, don't move, the sword has no eyes."

There was obvious pain in his neck, and a wave of warmth flowed along his skin. Under the threat of life and death, Murong Long could only dare not move like Dongfang Ping did before.

The situation on the field was in a stalemate, but everyone could see that the situation had fundamentally reversed.

"What are you three doing?"

The other captains scolded fiercely, and the man who restrained Murong Long with a dagger said coldly: "Brothers, let's hear what His Highness has to say first!"

Dongfang Ping broke the captain's neck, looked at Murong Long, and said with a smile: "General, are you surprised?"

Murong Long frowned, "Yes. I never thought that the loyal private army of my Murong family would rebel against the master and sit back and watch as brothers in the army were killed by outsiders."

As expected of a talented person from the Murong family, until now, he was still thinking about a psychological offensive, trying to make a comeback.

Dongfang Ping smiled and picked up the dagger himself, "General, you don't really think that Xiao Wang did nothing between Murong Hu's death and your arrival, do you?"

He looked at the three remaining captains who were trying to stand by Murong Long's side, "Everyone, Murong Hu is dead. After you return to the court, you are destined to have no good fruits. It's bitter cold in Beiliang, how can you be in my prosperous land of Swift?" , live happily? Murong treats you like slaves, how is it that in my Yuyan State, Xiao Wang treats you all like brothers? Establishing a career, making a wife, and living a wealthy life, how can it be worse than Beiliang? "

A captain said solemnly: "General Tiger died on the battlefield. He was killed in battle. The sword and gun have no eyesight. The master of the family can tell the difference for himself."

Another person also said: "Yes, we have received great kindness from the Murong family in this life, how can we turn our backs on the Lord and ask for glory!"

Dongfang Ping nodded slowly, and suddenly swung the dagger back in his hand, accurately piercing Murong Long's throat.

Murong Long covered his neck in horror, eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that Dongfang Ping really dared to kill him, and that he, who had a great future, could really die so easily.

Dongfang Ping clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Now you have no choice."

The captain who had restrained Murong Long before now spoke slowly, "Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need to hesitate. With all the glory and wealth, and the lovely wife and concubine, will His Highness treat us badly? Are you really going to do it for that so-called bullshit?" Should Zhong Zhong go back to Daliang and let Murong kill us to feed the dogs? Besides, in this situation, can we leave and go back?"

The three people looked at each other, let out a long sigh, and knelt down on one knee, "I am willing to obey His Highness's orders!"

Dongfang Ping laughed, "Everyone, please stand up. With your help, I will be even more powerful than a tiger!"
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At Lieyang Pass, Bai Yunbian looked at the Beiliang envoy in front of him with a look of disdain and anger, "Talk but not talk! Fight but not fight! But why! Could it be that you are here to entertain me?"

Yelvshi sat upright in his seat, his expression as calm as before, "Marquis of Huai'an, it is a matter of military and national importance. Some differences always need to be bridged slowly, so why rush it?"

Bai Yunbian snorted coldly, "Is this a rush? It's been five days! In five days, we still can't come to a conclusion. I seriously doubt whether your country is really sincere in peace talks!"

Yelvshi remained calm and unhurried, "Marquis of Huai'an, there is nothing trivial about the diplomatic relations between the two countries. Such a major policy naturally requires careful consideration by both parties. On the fifth, tenth, and fifteenth day, as long as we can reach an agreement that is ultimately beneficial to both countries, we will be our envoys." The duties of the minister are also the results hoped for by His Majesty the two dynasties."

Xia Jingyun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said coldly: "If we cannot reach a consensus today, there is no need to talk. I will return to Zhongjing tomorrow. Let me talk to you at His Highness Prince Jing about the rest!"

When Prince Jing came to talk, it was clear what to talk about.Yelvshi frowned quietly, "Is Marquis Jianning trying to threaten me?"

Xia Jingyun looked calm, "You can understand it however you want, I'm just explaining my attitude."

Yelvshi sighed, "Then let me discuss it later. Can we discuss it again in the afternoon?"

Xia Jingyun hummed, "I will be waiting for you anytime today."

At the same time, at Lieyang Pass, several fast horses arrived from the direction of Huaishuo City, "Daliang Messenger, if you have something to report to our mission, please open the door!"

After a while, Yelvshi looked at the messenger, his expression unable to contain his excitement, "Is the news true?"

The messenger nodded, "It was a falcon riding a flying pigeon to deliver the message to Huaishuo City. The governor ordered us to deliver the message immediately. It's absolutely true!"

Yelvshi breathed a long sigh of relief, "Finally we have delayed it until this moment. No matter how late it is, I don't know how to delay it."

He pondered for a moment and called an official, "At noon, oh no, at three o'clock, go and invite the Southern Dynasty envoys to go up to the building again to discuss."

Then, he looked at the messenger and said, "Someone will inquire about your coming later. Just say that you are just conveying His Majesty's urging."

The messenger also nodded in agreement. Yelvshi smiled at King Jing who was watching and said, "Your Highness, it's almost noon. How about a good lunch?"

King Jing, who had been tortured by Bai Yunbian for the past few days and was a little out of shape, nodded feebly, "It will be arranged by King Dingxi."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, both parties returned to the tall building and sat down in familiar positions.

Xia Jingyun looked at Yelvshi and said, "King Dingxi has been thinking about it for a long time. Is there something he will gain?"

Yelvshi said: "According to what you said before, your country will return Lieyang Pass, Phoenix City, and the 150 Snow Dragon Cavalry and Tiger Leopard Cavalry that were detained by your country. We will pay [-] million taels of military expenses and losses, and will Dongfang Ping’s head is presented, and the army withdraws from Yuyan Prefecture and retreats beyond the previous confrontation line between Yuyan Prefecture and Guanshan Road. I wonder what Marquis Jianning will do?”

Xia Jingyun shook his head, "No, it doesn't matter. If you look at it this way, I will return the gates and cities that I worked so hard for, and release the prisoners. You just paid 150 million taels of silver and killed one person for us. How about this?" Can it be considered fair?”

Yelvshi didn't argue after hearing this, "What should we do according to Marquis Jianning's opinion?"

"We will return one pass, one city and 150 captives. You will pay 50 million taels of silver in one lump sum. At the same time, you will send the prince to our court as a hostage in Zhongjing. You will pay [-] taels of annual coins every year and open a market at Lieyang Pass for business travel between the two countries. Trade between the people. Finally, send Dongfang Ping’s head, and your army will pull out of the Yuyan Prefecture.”

Yelvshi shook his head when he heard this, "To pay 50 taels of annual coins every year, not to mention the humiliation of this matter, it is impossible for your majesty to agree. Even if you agree, how can I, Daliang, get so much silver."

Xia Jingyun said: "These 50 can be discounted. For war horses, armor, furs, and medicinal materials, we can ask the people below to set a price, and finally convert it to this amount. It is fair and just."

Yelvshi squinted his eyes, "With Marquis Jianning being so domineering, aren't you afraid that it will lead to hatred in the future and create hidden dangers for future wars?"

Xia Jingyun smiled nonchalantly, "We only care about the present, and we will talk about the future later. If Daxia is strong, even if I charge you 100 million taels a year, you have to hold your nose and admit it, and be honest with me. If Daxia is You are weak, if you don’t accept this yearly coin, won’t your cavalry go south?”

King Jing couldn't help but said: "Sending the prince as a hostage is too humiliating. My father will definitely not agree!"

"You definitely won't agree, right?" Bai Yunbian sneered, "Don't worry, your father has so many sons, and you are the only one he deserves."

King Jing immediately glared, but he did not dare to speak out.

Xia Jingyun raised his eyebrows, "How about changing to a clan member?"

King Jing instantly began to mourn for cousin Wenlu.

"Forget it! No one cares about the clan members anymore. It's the same as nothing. Since this is inconvenient, let's change it to another one. I'm easy to talk to."

After Xia Jingyun made a shameless boast, he pointed at Wang Ruoshui, "Give this person to us and bring him back to the capital to be punished!"

Wang Ruoshui trembled and immediately looked at Yelvshi, "Your Majesty!"

Yelvshi looked at him and said softly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty treats you well. Now is the time for you to contribute to the court."

Wang Ruoshui's body collapsed and he fell to the ground, lost in thought, and murmured: "You can't do this."

But all this has nothing to do with him, and he is completely powerless to reverse it.

The two parties agreed on major matters and soon began to finalize details such as the delivery time.

By nightfall, all the details had been discussed, and the peace agreement was written in duplicate. After checking with each other, it was planned to be sealed.

Yelvshi held the seal, stamped it heavily on the silk book, and said with a smile: "Marquis Jianning, after a few days, Dongfang Ping's head is delivered, and we will start the delivery!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure quickly came upstairs and walked into the room.

The Killing God of Daxia, the Nightmare of Beiliang, Prince Jing Jiang Yuhu stood in front of everyone in Beiliang for the first time.

Looking at this handsome and murderous young man, Yelvshi's expression finally couldn't help but change slightly.

Jiang Yuhu paid no attention to him, but looked straight at Xia Jingyun, "The secret agents of Yuyan Prefecture sent a message, Dongfang Ping killed Murong Long, subdued most of the Falcon Cavalry, and those who refused to surrender were all beheaded, and the Beiliang forces have all been expelled." Leave Swift State."

The expressions of everyone in Beiliang changed suddenly. Yelvshi looked at Jiang Yuhu with wide eyes. Yun Danfengqing's face was full of shock for the first time.

On the silk book on the table, the mark was bright red and dazzling, like a striking taunt.
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boom!
The expensive tea cup drew a decisive arc in the air and fell into angry pieces on the ground.

Emperor Liang was holding the table, his eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily, "Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Murong Long died, the Falcon Eagle Cavalry rebelled, the situation in Yuyan Prefecture was out of control, and all his plans were completely in vain!
What kind of hero is left, only one arrogant man who overestimates his own abilities and tries to provoke Zhongyuan Zhengshuo!
His glorious achievements in the past can only be turned into stepping stones for Jiang Yuhu and the emperor and queen mother of the Southern Dynasty!
He hates it!
He looked out of the hall, gritted his teeth, and bitterly said three words: "Murong!"

The Murong family is a super family that ranks third among the seven major surnames in Beiliang.

Murong Chui, the head of the Murong family who used to be the most influential person in Daliang, now looked panicked and was pacing back and forth in the room.

He was named Murong, and each generation has its own characteristics.

His fathers, gold, silver, bronze, and iron;
In his generation, there are swords, axes, hammers and whips;
In the next generation, dragon, tiger, leopard and dog.

All of them are first-class talents. Even if they are not talents, with the help of the huge power of the Murong family, they can still become the best among people.

But this time, they were in big trouble.

In Yuyan Prefecture, Murong Hu had a great advantage, but was killed by the Southern Dynasty army, so that the plan to conquer the Southern Dynasty was aborted;
Murong Bao failed to guard against the support of the Wudang Army at Yanhui Pass, which paved the way for the subsequent defeat of the main cavalry, and he was also killed later;
Murong Long, the last hope, quietly went to Yuyan Prefecture to preside over the imperial court's counterattack plan. However, he was killed by Dongfang Ping despite his calculations and unintentional intentions. This caused the destruction of His Majesty's entire plan and at the same time completely pushed Dongfang Ping away from the imperial court. .

In three consecutive battles, he failed to grasp the three readily available military exploits. Instead, he lost troops and generals, harming the overall situation.

Longhubao is dead, but the entire Murong family has to bear the wrath of His Majesty.

And without the next generation of outstanding talents, how can the Murong family withstand His Majesty's wrath, and will they be suppressed step by step, or even fall out of the scope of the seven surnames?
In the thick darkness of the night, Murong Chui was worried. At this moment, the housekeeper, the central confidant of the mansion, came to report, "Master, someone has sent a letter."

Murong Chui frowned, stretched out his hand, checked the lacquer seal, opened it, and his expression suddenly changed.

He looked at the note with a gloomy expression, then immediately put it on a lamp, lit it, and crushed it into powder.

A moment later, Murong Zhui's tall figure was covered in a black cloak, walking in Liangdu in the dark night.

After twisting and turning, he came to an inconspicuous house. He opened the door and walked in, seeing the figure sitting inside.

Looking at that familiar face, he couldn't help but roared in a low voice: "You are so brave!" (End of Chapter)