"..." King Jinlun was frightened and Zhen Yan said, "Yang Guo, if you come to save Guo Jing, we will fight. If I send a wedding invitation, I have received it and will attend. We will discuss it another day."

How smart is King Jinlun is. He has seen the martial arts of Yang Guo and his wife clearly. Now let’s explore Yang Guo’s attitude first, so he will not fight without fighting.

"It is a good thing that King Jinlun is willing to attend. Since that's the case, everyone should take a break and withdraw from each other." Fang Xian said with a smile.

"Hmph." King Jinlun felt that this kid was very poor, "In the end, will he still have to fight?"

"No, no, listen."

The King of Golden Wheel was stunned and listened to it—

This sound is the clarion call for withdrawal.

All the masters under the Mongolian tent looked back.

Under the commander's flag, a great man wearing Song soldiers' clothes stood beside Kublai Khan.

Huo Tou Jun, that is Huo Tou Jun!

Fang Xian turned around and apologized: "Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry I'm late. I just ran around and solved the situation. I have used a lot of effort.

"Guo'er! You're really a hero! "Guo Jing was surprised and happy. He had restrained many masters on his side, so Yang Guo and his wife had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and capture the other's coach. This is the best strategy.

"No, it's mainly because of the fire head." Fang Xian pointed at the Huo Tou Jun beside Kublai Khan, "This fire head is very brave and dares to rush into the enemy camp alone."

With the sound of the horn, the Mongolian army retreated step by step, and the Song army did not dare to pursue it.

King Jinlun glared at Yang Guo and asked after a while: "What do you want?"

"It's time for more than ten years."

"Hmph, we will eventually kill us. Even if Kublai Khan dies, there will be others who will take over."

"That happened a long time ago." Fang Xian said, "I asked the Fire-Tao Brother to give Kublai Khan something. Since he has withdrawn his troops, he thinks he has been busy for more than ten years."

"What?!" King Jinlun was shocked. Could something make Kublai Khan retreat at such a time?

He turned around and looked at it again. Kublai Khan was holding a bag in his arms. It seemed... it was a human head.

Although I can't see the appearance of the head, from the headwear, it is undoubtedly Mengge, the Great Khan of Mongolian Khan.

King Jinlun squinted his eyes and thoughts were over.

After thinking about it for a while, King Jinlun suddenly smiled and bowed: "Okay! Thank you, Xiaomei Yang! I have helped my lord a lot!"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this.

Huang Rong understood first and asked in surprise: "Guo'er, is the head of Meng Ge?"

"Auntie has good eyesight."

Huang Rong gasped.

She never thought of helping with this.

"A clever plan..." Huang Rong trembled.

"Rong'er, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Guo Jing asked.

Huang Rong explained: "If Kublai Khan is killed this time, although the siege can be lifted for one day, the Mongolian army will adjust and change the generals, and they will probably come to attack the city in the future... But if Meng Ge is killed..."

King Jinlun smiled and said, "Even if you solve the dilemma of the entire Song Dynasty, you will not help each other and do not owe each other. It is really fair. The Song Dynasty misses Xiaoyou Yang's good, and my lord will also miss you. It's wonderful, wonderful!"

Guo Jing scratched his head for a long time before he suddenly realized: "In this way, once Mengge dies, several Mongolian commanders will go back to compete for the position of Khan! The civil war that will surely be trapped in, so that's it!"

Generally speaking, the process of fighting for the Khan to unify the tribe is as few as a few years, and at most decades.

At this time, a quick cavalry rushed to the Mongolian tent and reported the news to the Kublai Khan tent.

Jin Lunfa sighed: "Little friend's foot strength... is actually faster than my Mongolian riding..."

"Okay." Fang Xian took out a few more wedding invitations and threw them to King Jinlun, "You said you would like to attend, so I'll give you a few more. Kublai Khan thought he would come, but he'll be guests from afar."

King Jinlun took over the wedding invitation and laughed three times again.

"Okay! OK! Interesting! Anyway, there will be no war again in a few years. I will accept your happy event." King Jinlun patted Darba, "You little master is not bad, I accept it too."

"Master..." Darba's eyes were filled with tears, sometimes the rash man and sometimes the handsome man, "Are you going to fight?"

"No more fighting." King Jinlun rolled up the Vajra Circle and turned around and retreated, "War is just the most inefficient diplomatic means."

"Then I..." Darba asked again.

"You can be wherever you want."

The level of enlightenment of the Golden Wheel Dharma King is far beyond human imagination.

Darba hesitated.

"Disciple, this is it." Fang Xian said, "You have followed me to prepare for the wedding. When the master's wedding is over, you can follow the Dharma King back to Mongolia."

Darba thought for a while, nodded, put down his big pestle and bowed.

Fang Xian smiled knowingly and turned around and said, "The wedding invitation has been delivered, I'll leave first."

Huang Rong: "I'll leave!"

Guo Jing: "Don't worry!"

Huang Rong: “…”

Guo Jing was extremely tough and kept Yang Guo and his wife, and as a last resort, Darba was also left.

General Lu held a banquet that night to celebrate his merits. Although the military rations were basically empty, the merchants were moved to see the soldiers fighting hard and presented some food and meat. They even squeezed out a reasonable dinner. Huotou Jun was promoted to three levels in a row, and was promoted to great success? Huotou.

The martial arts people will not attend military banquets, so everyone gathered in Guo Jing's mansion and also held a dinner party.

When Guo Jing learned that Yang Guo had changed his tomb to buy into the ancient tomb, he felt that he had delayed the child. But now when he saw him, Yang Guo was lucky in disguise, had great martial arts and made great achievements, and was very pleased.

After a few cups, everyone felt relieved. After driving away the Mongolian soldiers, they should have a long peaceful life.

When it was almost done, Guo Jing asked, "Miss Long, how dare you ask who you are studying?"

Xiaolongnu was innocent and immediately replied: "The ancient tomb sect, Grandma Sun."

"Well..." Guo Jing hesitated for a while, then winked at Huang Rong.

Huang Rong knew it, got up and pulled Xiaolongnu and wanted to leave: "Miss Long, their men are talking about men here. Let's say some private words."

Fang Xian snorted, knowing Huang Rong's abacus.

After going like this, Huang Rong would say that such a marriage would ruin Yang Guo's future and advise her to leave. Xiaolongnu was simple by nature, and thought of Yang Guo's goodness, so she left alone and began another pain.

"Speak straight away if you have something to do." Fang Xian grabbed Xiaolongnu. Naturally, he would not let her go.

Huang Rong was stunned and whispered: "Guo'er, you can't just talk about anything."

"Why can't you come to the stage?" Fang Xian said. "I have announced the marriage on the seventh day of the seventh month, and the Quanzhen Sect has already agreed."

"Quanzhen answered?" Guo Jing said in surprise, "They will actually admit this marriage."

"Yes. Uncle Guo, don't worry, it's the right time to have a wedding banquet." Fang Xian stood up, knowing that this place could not be left for a long time.

"Guo'er..." Guo Jing sighed again, "I know you hate me in your heart, but for this matter... I still want to persuade you."

"No need to persuade me."

"Guo'er, listen to me." Guo Jing stood up angrily, "This kind of thing is not good after all. I have no intention-"

He paused, and raised his breath and said, "I decided to betroth Guo Fu to you."

“…”

“…”

“…”

The brainless girl in the corner is the most innocent, what is this?

"father……"

Guo Jing waved his arm and said, "Fu'er. Yang Guo's hero is a young man. If you marry this husband, you won't be wronged."

"But..." The brainless man looked at Yang Guo again. His aura was clearly visible today, and he completely exuded ten streets of two fools. Even the steady Yelu Qi was far from as strong as the 18-year-old boy.

The brainless man became a fool for a while, and he couldn't help but look down and blushed. If he married this husband, he would be really not wronged. I'm afraid there would be no better man in the world.

Guo Jing said to Yang Guo again: "Guo'er. This is the right way. Although Fu'er is a little arrogant, she is worthy of you."

Fang Xian felt a deep pain. How deep is the pit in Guo Jing's mind?

I have sent a wedding invitation to stop this evil fate, but Guo Jing dares to give up his daughter?!

Huang Rong naturally felt something was wrong and advised repeatedly: "It's getting late, everyone will go back and rest, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Guo Jing waved his arm, "I must make it clear today. If you want to go to the sea of ​​suffering, it is the shore that is turning back."

Xiaolongnu looked indifferent and asked with a smile: "Guoer, is this person going to promise your daughter to be a concubine?"

"……………” Everyone was stunned for a while. This girl was so innocent. Can't you even hear that—

Mr. Guo wants to break up you.

"Long'er, you are enough, don't want me anymore." Fang Xian said with a smile.
To be continued...