The next morning, when Ye Chunqiu got up, the training of the new army in Zhenguo had already begun. Although the marching a few days ago delayed the training, after all, the long journey every day was also a hard work. At least these days, the new recruits have gained a lot, such as the sharing of good fortune and misfortune in the process of rushing, which made them truly integrate into this group. The gap between veterans and new recruits is no longer obvious. For example, such a marching has greatly tempered its physical strength and will. Many people's skin has become much darker and looks like a warrior.

Now, even today, except for the veterans who need to guard the gates of the two fortresses, and someone is responsible for patrolling, the rest of the recruits are all gathered and everything is practiced as usual.

The morning in Ningxia was particularly bitter. The strong wind made people's eyes unable to open. Everyone's plate armor was covered with layers of dust. However, Ye Shikuan and others were practicing assassination very seriously. Many people felt something from Wang Shouren's grim face. When they came to Ningxia, it was not just as simple as ordinary practice. There were even many veterans rumored in private that a fierce battle might begin.

Although there was no accurate news, many new recruits were somewhat expectant and nervous. Since they were determined to join the army, they naturally knew that fighting on the battlefield must be inevitable. They did not know who their enemy was, but now they obviously didn't care anymore. For them, the most important thing was to make achievements. In addition, the usual indoctrination of Ye Chunqiu, Wang Shouren, and even the veterans had made them eager to try.

They also want to be students and become the heroic army that is victorious in every battle.

Ye Chunqiu stood on the battlements in the fort, looking at the murderous recruits from afar. The strong wind blew his face full of dust. He suddenly looked sideways and looked at Ningxia City in the distance.

Ningxia City is still quiet in the strong wind, but Ye Chunqiu knew that everything... is not far away, and there is only one day left. After one day, if his guess is good, if there is no error in the information in history, then a bloody battle that has been planned for a long time will begin.

Or I am the one who serves as the pedestal, and I am the one who serves as the fish. Or I raise the butcher's knife and kill all the unjust officials.

Perhaps this is true of history. The ancestors never gave people the opportunity to choose the third path. Some were just a thought of life and death. In this vast tide, everyone was like sand and gravel in the strong wind. They never chose the opportunity to when the strong wind would come. What they could do was either survive after the strong wind or... death.

In the storm, artificial grass mustard!

"grown ups."

A voice pulled Ye Chunqiu, who was full of worries in his heart, and saw that the thousand-house Zuowu came hurriedly. Now Ye Chunqiu has occupied the Tianlang Castle, Zuo Wu can only be a errand. He was holding an invitation in his hand and walked to Ye Chunqiu and said, "Sir, Your Highness Anhua will hold a banquet tomorrow, please go."

Ye Chunqiu took the gold-burned invitation and showed a bit of mocking. Then he pursed his lips and tore the invitation into pieces. His hands were slightly loosened, and the fragmented invitation went away with the wind, like floating fluff, rolling in the air.

Zuo Wu looked at Ye Chunqiu's actions in shock, his body shook and said, "Your Highness's invitation..."

Ye Chunqiu looked at him deeply and said expressionlessly: "Zuo Wu, if someone rebelled and wanted to kill the Zhongguan, would you be willing to rely on him?"

"I..." Zuo Wu frowned and showed hesitation. He was just a military officer with a thorny intestine. He didn't have so many scheming. But now, his expression became complicated and he said, "I don't know, but... I don't know if others will do it either. I think... everyone will definitely do it. The court is too slutty. He has lived like a pig or a dog for years. We know that he is humble. Even if he is bullied, he dares not speak out. But... we always have to give us a way to live. We just want to live like the weed. That's all, but... even these have become extravagant hopes. He knows that Ye Shixue is a good official, and Ye Jingshi is so, but... hey..."

Zuo Wu shook his head in a complicated mood and couldn't continue.

Ye Chunqiu approached him, patted his shoulder and said, "Then I will take you to live. If you listen to me, I will let you live upright and not rebellious, do you know?"

Zuo Wu looked at Ye Chunqiu with complicated eyes and said, "Why, is anyone going to rebel?"

Ye Chunqiu did not answer him, but turned around and slowly walked down the city tower.

However, before Zuo Wu could react, several Ye Chunqiu's guards had already swarmed up and cut Zuo Wu's hand directly. Zuo Wu was startled and shouted: "What are you doing? Hello, what crime did I commit? You..."

"You know too much." Xu Jie, as Ye Chunqiu's attendant, punched Zuo Wu in the stomach. Zuo Wu groaned, but couldn't make a sound. Xu Jie clapped his hands and said very neatly: "Take it to the arsenal and release it the next day."

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At this time, in the Forbidden City in Kyoto.

The good news from the Ye family made the Forbidden City more joyful. At least Zhu Houzhao, who had been in a irritable mood before, seemed a little happier, but this made Liu Jin feel sour. At the beginning, didn’t he agree that he would no longer have anything to do with Ye Chunqiu? But his face changed when he turned around...

Zhu Houzhao didn't know how unbalanced Liu Jin was. She was sitting in the warm chalet, drinking tea slowly, and said to Liu Jin beside her: "Parent Liu, I wonder if it would be a daughter. If it were a daughter, she would be a princess, and she would be a relative of children. Although her father hated her, she must have a tutor for the daughter born to Miss Wang."

Zhu Houzhao took a sip of tea, let out a breath, and then continued: "Well, of course, it's not bad to have a son. You can accompany the prince to study literature and martial arts in the future. Oh, did the imperial doctor go? What did you say? Didn't you say abdominal pain? Abdominal pain is not a good thing." Zhu Houzhao picked up a medical book on the table, dipped his fingers in saliva, then turned to a page familiarly, and then said: "Look, this is what the medical book is written in this way, and abdominal pain is a sign of miscarriage. This is not a good thing, Liu Fan, you don't understand, you are an eggless thing, I have had several experience in giving birth, and abdominal pain is the greatest intention, ah... Don't look at me like this, I mean, I am already the father of six princes and princesses, who knows what's going on in this matter."

Liu Jin was still standing aside silently, but his eyes were watery and his heart was bleeding!

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Today, the champion is going to get on the pk, I'll carry the flag. Is anyone here to help me, brothers? Yesterday, I broke a magic weapon in "Dragon Martial Arts 2". I thought I was finally famous once. Later I learned that anyone has his own exclusive magic weapon... I no longer have to get up early and go to bed late to brush equipment!
Chapter completed!