Lu Lin and several old ministers from Changsha Kingdom came with him. After saluting, he said that he had sent the special envoy from the Eastern Court to the inn to rest and came back to report his orders.

Mu Fulan glanced at him and the old ministers who were traveling with him, and knew that there was something else. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Lin waved his hands repeatedly, saying that it was his duty, saying, "Zhao Xitai has stabilized the situation now. Not only has he occupied Huaiyang, but also the Yangtze River trench, and he may be able to counterattack. He took this opportunity of sacrifice and sent envoys to our Changsha Kingdom to sincerely discuss the joint confrontation. Why should the Lord Weng consider it carefully? Xie Changgeng was born into a giant enemy, and he was cunning and changeable, and could not believe it. If he destroyed the Eastern Court, he would definitely eradicate our Changsha Kingdom. In the future, we must unite with the Eastern Court and work together to fight. In this way, at least we can maintain the current situation to ensure that our Changsha Kingdom will not lose."

Mu Fulan said: "I will think about it carefully."

Several people looked at each other. Lu Lin paused and stepped forward again.

"There is another thing. When I returned from the ritual today, many officials asked about the empty reserve that I had discussed before. I wonder if the Lord of the House has considered it?"

Another official continued: "The country cannot be without a master for a day. In recent years, fortunately, the regent of the Weng Lord, who knows people and responsibilities, and is prosperous and safe. Everyone in Changsha is respectful. However, for a long-term plan, we think that we should establish a king as soon as possible so that the people can calm the hearts of the people. The Crown Prince should choose from the children of the Mu clan. If the selected person is young, I beg the Weng Lord to continue to assist in the administration, and we will also work hard to serve. In this way, when the new king takes office in the future, the Weng Lord will respect the achievements of our Changsha Kingdom and be comparable to the sun and the moon!"

Lu Lin looked at Mu Fulan's calm face and said carefully: "Originally, there was a young master here. He was talented and intelligent, and he was the best crown prince for me, the king of Changsha. Unfortunately, due to his bloodline, if he was appointed as the crown prince, he would be injustice and would not be able to convince the public..."

The remaining few people agreed.

Mu Fulan said lightly: "I know what you mean. I have done a lot in the past few days, and you have worked hard, so let's do it now."

Everyone said no noun and left, Yuan Handing walked in.

"The Lord of the Manchu Kingdom doesn't have to pay attention. Changsha has only been stable for a few days. These people rely on their qualifications to make trouble! If Lord of the Manchu Kingdom allows me, I will lead the ministers to write a letter tomorrow to support Lord of the Manchu Kingdom as the king. No matter how experienced they are, what can they do? One hundred thousand soldiers will only be the order of the Lord of the Manchu Kingdom!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Mu Fulan did not say anything, and thought for a while, and said, "If Master Weng has no intention of being the king and wants to make the young master a throne, it will be easy. As long as Master Weng speaks!"

Mu Fulan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's talk about this matter in the future. The Eastern imperial court has sent envoys to join forces to fight against Shangjing. What do you think?"

A year ago, facing the pressure of Xie Changgeng's army and the Eastern imperial court was in danger, Zhao Xitai replaced his father as the head of the position, showing extraordinary courage and talent. He knew that the Eastern Capital was powerless to turn the world, so he cut off his arm and abandoned the Eastern Capital. He voluntarily with his wealth and population. With the lower reaches of the Yangtze River as a basis, he quickly regained his foothold in Huaiyang.

The Eastern Court, which was about to collapse, was resurrected. At this point, Xie Changgeng completely controlled the Shangjing court and occupied all the land except Changsha and Huaiyang land in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

Not long ago, he had just destroyed King Zhao, who had previously left the Eastern Court due to the Eastern Capital Rebellion. Rumors were made that he was now preparing for the final battle in Huaiyang.

Yuan Handing said: "Zhao Xitai is a very eye-catching person. A few years ago, when the King of Qi was still confronting Xie Changgeng in Dongdu, he expected that Changping Pass would be difficult to defend, and Dongdu was not a place to stay for a long time, so he asked to go to Huaiyang to operate. Sure enough, he was caught. When he was in Huaiyang, he recruited talents, trained naval troops, dredged rivers, and solved the flood disasters that had suffered for many years for the local people. It was quite popular. There was also a natural barrier for the Yangtze River. It was not easy for Xie Changgen to conquer Huaiyang in one fell swoop. Under the current situation, whether our Changsha Kingdom will unite with the Eastern Court or maintain neutrality depends on Xie Changgeng."

He looked at Mu Fulan: "Master Weng, Lu Lin and others are cautious and have always been too afraid of Xie Changgeng, but my opinion on this matter is consistent with them. I am bluntly saying that once the Eastern court no longer exists, how could Xie Changgeng allow me to continue to occupy the hinterland of Dongting? His last goal must be my Changsha. Instead of dealing with it alone at that time, it is better to form an alliance with Zhao Xitai now and have a greater chance of victory."

"Naturally, everything is best based on the meaning of the master. No matter how the master decides, I will follow my order!"

That night, Mu Fulan couldn't sleep again.

She still lives in the palace dormitory before she got married. This room carries her back from the girl to the present. The candle shadow sways, illuminating her lingering and repetitive figure. She stopped in front of the window, her thoughts fluttered, and looked at the bright moon in the night sky for a long time. She turned around and opened a storage box that had not been touched for a long time in the corner of the house, and took out an envelope.

This was the letter and letter sent by someone who had received the letter from Changsha or the King of Qi after learning of the Kingdom of Changsha or his accomplice.

At that time, she came back from Tianshan Mountain. On the way, she took the water route to avoid the war in Pucheng. When the letter was delivered, she had not yet returned to Changsha.

"The two minds are different and cannot be together. I will write a book to return the original path."

She looked at the candlelight, looking at the letter with a sloppy and sloppy font, as if she had written it casually. When she was thinking, she heard the door gently pushed open and raised her eyes.

Xier is here.

She hurriedly received the letter, walked towards him, and smiled and said, "It's so late, why haven't you sleep?"

Xier was still wearing sleeping clothes. "I just read a few pages of books and wanted to go to bed. When I saw that the light in my mother's room was still on, I came to take a look. Mom, you have a rest, don't be too tired."

Mu Fulan looked at the little boy in front of her with bright eyes and beautiful face, and remembered the scene when she met him in Huguo Temple that year. In a blink of an eye, the little child that day had grown so old.

Unlimited love surged in her heart.

She walked over, held her son's hand, and said softly: "Mom sends you back to the house. When you go to bed, mom will go to bed too."

Xier shook her head: "I'll send you to bed with my mother. When you go to bed with my mother, I'll go to bed." He walked over.

Mu Fulan let the little boy hold his hand and follow him in.

"Mom, please rest."

When Xier was about to leave, Mu Fulan stopped him.

"Xi'er, although you are your mother's son, if your mother did not plan to let you be the king of Changsha, would you blame your mother?" She hesitated and asked softly.

Xier shook her head: "Mom, don't worry, I have never thought of being the king of Changsha. Mom just arranges as she wants. I just hope that I will be useful in the future and can protect my mother."

Mu Fulan smiled. At this time, a knock on the door came from the outer room.

The maid came to inform him that the envoy from the Eastern Court had come to inform him. Zhao Xitai came here in a very disguise and arrived tonight. There was something important to see the master.

Mu Fulan pondered for a while, looked at Xier who was looking at him and said, "Mom has something to do, go first. You go to bed."

...

Mu Fulan walked into Xuanzheng Hall. There was a figure wearing a night cloak. The man heard the sound of footsteps and turned his face. It was Zhao Xitai.

He hasn't seen him for three years, and he looks very different. This change is not about appearance, but about his feeling.

Although his face was covered with a trace of fatigue from walking on his way, his eyes were bright and he was dressed in regular clothes, but his demeanor was completely different from the sick Prince of Qi who had just come to Changsha for medical treatment many years ago.

He saw Mu Fulan appear, and a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly came to her, apologizing for his presumptuous visit.

"I was shocked overnight. Thank you for your willingness to see me here. I haven't seen you for three years, and your master is more beautiful than the past."

He stared at Mu Fulan in front of him, his tone was sincere. In his eyes, he could not see any darkness or warning, only the joy of an old friend reunited again after years of not seeing each other.

He seemed to have completely forgotten how he left Changsha.

Mu Fulan smiled: "I haven't seen you for three years, and Your Majesty is also full of spirit. Your Majesty is precious and different from the past, so why is it so consummated? I know that it is hasty and the hospitality is not good, and I hope to take care of you."

Zhao Xitai smiled and waved his hand.

"The Lord of the Manchus don't have to be so fond of me. I am still Zhao Xitai from the past. The Lord of the Manchus must also know that I came here to form an alliance."

His expression became serious.

"Mr. Weng should have received the letter I sent to the messenger before. To show my sincerity, I will come here again three years later to discuss major events. There is no need for me to say more about the situation. Mr. Weng himself must have a judgment."

"Xie Changgeng is going to marry Empress Liu's niece and have long broken off the relationship with you Changsha Kingdom. Although he has not attacked you in the past few years, he has no time to take care of it. He just destroyed King Zhao, and if I, Zhao Xitai, are gone, the next turn will be your Changsha Kingdom."

"I have known that the East cannot be occupied for a long time, so I have been operating Yanghuai early on. I dare not say that it is unbreakable. But if there are elite soldiers and generals, and there are natural barriers to support him. If he sends troops to fight, who will kill him, it may not be necessary..."

He paused, walked to Mu Fulan, and lowered his voice.

"Master Weng, I might as well tell you another thing. He has an important general under his command who has fallen into my beauty plan and has secretly turned to me. As long as he sends troops to fight, I will cut off his food and supplies."

He stared at Mu Fulan deeply: "Mr. Weng, the situation today and the situation in Changsha are different from three years ago. I believe you will not hide anything from you, and you will also make a wise choice. As long as you are willing to help me, you and I will join forces at that time, I will be like a tiger. As long as Xie Kou fights, he will make his fortune in the water and fall into the water!"

...

Mu Fulan returned to the dormitory and saw Xier sitting upright on the chair. She had not returned to the room to sleep. She seemed to be waiting for her, so she walked over and was about to speak, but she saw him coming down from the chair, standing in front of her, and asked, "Mother, is that Zhao Xitai coming here to persuade you to fight Lord Xie with him?"

Mu Fulan was stunned.

"Xi'er, this is a big deal that concerns my Changsha country. You are still young and have nothing to do with you. Go to bed, and your mother will make a decision in person."

After she finished speaking, she saw that the child was still moving, and continued, "Mom, I'm not young anymore. I heard something. Not only the Prime Minister and the others wanted to join forces with Zhao Xitai, but even the master, he did the same. I know they were all considering Changsha. But Mom, do you still remember? Three years ago, when Lord Xie came over, he personally promised me outside the Xicheng Gate that he would never be an enemy of you in the future. He also vowed. If he didn't be an enemy of his mother, he would definitely not send troops to attack our Changsha. Mom, don't be an alliance with the Eastern Court, don't fight with Lord Xie, okay?"

Mu Fulan was silent for a moment and said, "Xi'er, people will change. As for what they said, it is even more impossible to remember forever. Even if you remember, you may not be able to do it. When you grow up, you will understand. Go to bed!"

"Mother!"

Xier looked anxious and knelt in front of her.

"Mom, I believe in Lord Xie! He will remember what he said to me that day and will definitely count it! If you are worried, I will write a letter and you will help me pass it to Lord Xie! I will ask him to make sure you personally, so that you can rest assured, right?"

Mu Fulan said: "Xi'er, be obedient, go to bed!"

As she spoke, there was still a smile on her lips, but it turned into an indescribable tone of command.

Xier stared at her for a moment, slowly got up from the ground, and lowered her head.

The next morning, there was something wrong before, and Mu Fulan left without asking about Xier. Unexpectedly, at noon, Mu's mother ran over to find her in a panic and said that the young master had disappeared.

Mother Mu wiped her tears: "On weekdays, the young man would get up early to practice martial arts and study. I didn't see him open the door this morning. I thought he had a rare sleep in, so I didn't call him. I didn't see him get up at noon. I thought it was wrong, so I went to knock on the door. I didn't hear his response. The door was bolted back and I asked someone to break the door. There was no one in the room. I guess he left the broken window, leaving only such a note..."

Mu Fulan grabbed the note, glanced at it, her face changed slightly, and she hurried to the north city gate. She was told that this morning, before dawn, the young master rode out of the city.

Because he often rode out of the city alone on weekdays, the gatekeeper didn't ask much questions. When he saw him coming, he opened the door and let it go.
Chapter completed!