"I will know the mistake at the end!"

The second-rank general knelt down quickly.

Behind him, a group of civil servants and generals also knelt down one after another. Wen Hou was angry. Who could afford to look at Baidi City?

"You guys..."

Wen Shuoyang frowned, turned to look at Beifang Shuoxue, and said, "It's just that the scar has healed and I forgot the pain! When Yue Hao fought in the northern border, he lost 930,000 soldiers from the three northern states, but he killed nearly one million demon clan troops and nearly 200,000 demon clan cavalry. Isn't such a record unprecedented in the history of our Da Shang?"

He raised his head and scolded his ministers in a cold voice.

"In the 37th year of the Great Shang Dynasty, the founding emperor Baidi ascended the throne for 37 years, he finally couldn't help but declare war on the demon clan and sent general Luo Rui to lead a 700,000 army to the north. In the end, in the battle of Mobei, the 700,000 army was lost to less than 100,000, but only less than 20,000 people were killed in the demon clan!"

"In the 101st year of the Great Shang Dynasty, Li Jingci, a famous general at that time, ruled a million soldiers to the north and fought with the 500,000 iron cavalry of the demon clan. He fought for more than a few months. In the end, the million soldiers were wiped out, but only killed less than 50,000 iron cavalry of the demon clan. Even Li Jingci's skull is now made into wine vessels and placed on the dining table of the demon clan's royal court!"

"In the 157th year of the Great Shang Dynasty, Zhou Tiannan, the former Wuhou, led an army of 800,000 to the north and fought with the three demon clan tents for half a month. In the end, less than 200,000 people were left to return to Yunzhou, but the record was only less than 30,000 demon clan heads!"

Speaking of this, Wen Shuoyang looked at everyone coldly and said, "It is true that you are the ministers of the Prime Minister's Mansion led by Wen Shuoyang, but I, Wen Shuoyang, are not so small. Although Wu Hou Yue Hao lost the army of 900,000, he killed a million demon clans, and the 200,000 demon clans are also true. This is a brilliant record that I have never had in the history of the Shang Dynasty! If Yue Hao is not qualified to be buried with the king's etiquette, who is still qualified?? Am I Wen Dudu?"

Everyone kowtowed quickly: "Stop your anger... Stop your anger!"

"Forget it, get up."

Wenhou gently brushed his sleeves one by one, and after everyone stood up, he said, "Your Majesty and I will go to Wang Ling to see Yue Hao off. As for Yue Hao's descendants, we should be good at cultivating them. Xu Huaili, you are the Minister of Rites. If Yue Hao's eldest son Yue Lin was transferred to the Ministry of Rites as a minister, would you feel a little bit bound to tie your hands and feet?"

"Won't!"

Xu Huaili bowed and said, "But listen to Wenhou's arrangement."

"Um."

Wen Shuoyang nodded slightly and said, "In addition to preparing for the funeral of Marquis Wu, there is another extremely important matter that everyone must take in mind, which is the top priority."

"Please give me instructions."

"The three southern states, the 200,000 armors of Huangzhou, the 300,000 armors of Furong Prefecture, and the 200,000 cavalry of Yuzhou must go north as soon as possible, all gather in Shanhaiguan, and stand by at any time to cross the Fusu Great Wall to fight the enemy in the north."

Wenhou frowned: "Also, the three central prefectures, 300,000 armors of Jeju, 200,000 cavalry in Liangzhou, and some Western Shu cavalry in Shuzhou, go north as soon as possible. The prefectures and counties only have the lowest garrison force. For all the food, grass, supplies and other matters, please ask the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue to supervise them together. If there is any mistake, come and see you."

"Yes, lord!"

At this time, the second-rank general frowned and asked carefully: "Mr., will there be a war in the north...?"

"this……"

Mu Qi frowned and touched his nose. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he still sighed: "Yes... I may not even be able to stop the adult's punch..."

"this……"

Luo Yang looked horrified: "Ship Chu said that Mu Qian's seventh realm foundation is solid. If you can't beat the eighth realm, you can't beat it, but you won't just punch it, right?"

Shi Zhi smiled and said, "It only means that Lin Zhao's eighth realm foundation is more solid..."

"It's interesting."

Zhuzhi smiled and said, "From now on, we really have to follow Lord Lin Zhao to practice. We will come from behind and take the lead!"

Lin Zhao smiled slightly and clasped his fists at everyone: "Everyone works hard!"

"Uh-huh!"

Everyone nodded together.

...

The night covers the snowy Tianchi Lake, and the town is filled with lights.

"Buzz~~~"

A ripples suddenly appeared in the mountain protection restriction above the town, and then the ripples disappeared. The whole town was still as calm as usual. At night, there were children crying, couples quarrels, and night dripping sounds. In the restaurant, a group of martial artists and monks were drinking and blushing their faces.

On the stone road in front of the street, a woman in a fiery red figure was coming.

Her figure was faintly visible, and some drunken cavalry passing by could not be discovered at all. Even Chu Huaixi, who was in charge of the snowy Tianchi Mountain Protection Regulation, and Huang Tingyu, did not notice the subtle instant change.

Only, the scholar in the bookstore put down the book, slowly stood up, came to the door of the bookstore, bowed with a Confucian bow, and smiled and said, "Here are you here?"

"Um."

The woman in red chuckled and nodded, saying, "Sir, are you waiting for me?"

"yes."

Qin Suihan turned around and let the woman in red enter the door, smiling and said, "Do you really want to decide the trend of the world with a chess game?"

“Yes~~~”

The woman in red smiled and said, "Sir, don't you dare?"

"What's the point of not daring?"

Qin Suihan smiled: "My chess skills...even the old masters in the Wenlin are willing to give up the disadvantage, let alone you?"

"Since that's the case, let's talk about it later."

The woman sat down slowly, and played chess with the scholar in the yard and under the moonlight.

...

early morning.

Lin Zhao was refreshed and had a great time. His breath became thicker. So he walked around the kitchen of the mountain garden, then slipped out with a dozen old salted fish, rode a war horse and headed straight to the town. After arriving at the town, he hurried to the front street, tied the war horse to the tree outside the bookstore, and knocked on the door: "Boss Qin, it's me!"

"oh?"

Qin Suihan brushed his sleeves from afar, opened the yard gate, and smiled and said, "Come in."

"Okay!"

The boy rushed into the door like a gust of wind, hung a pile of dried salted fish on the windowsill of the scholar, and smiled and said, "You can cook it by soaking water. Add some chili and green garlic to taste. Give Boss Qin a drink!"

It was not until this time that he saw the woman in red sitting in front of Qin Suihan. Her face was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that she was unparalleled and was not very real. Lin Zhao frowned and stared at the woman carefully, looking at her, always feeling something was tricky, and you could tell it by looking at it again.

"gentlemen."

The woman smiled slightly, stood up and saluted, and said, "The little woman admitted defeat. This game... it was indeed the gentleman who won. The gentleman's chess skills are really amazing and unparalleled in the world."

"So?" Qin Suihan asked with a smile.

"so……"

The woman smiled and said, "So if the little woman loses the chess, she can't lose anymore. Please sit in the snowy Tianchi and wait for the five-game appointment!"

...
Chapter completed!