Chu Yao said: "It's okay."

This is what the information sent back to the south says.

But judging from the situation of the war, this unobstructed person is afraid of being questioned. Luan Gongyi has always been a person who is introverted and patient, and he is afraid that he will not report it truthfully as long as he is not in danger of his life. Chu Yao's words made Chen Tang feel relieved. After reading the information at a glance, he said: "It's good that person is fine, I'm afraid that the old man Wei Lou's crow's mouth will come true..."

When Chen Tang saw some data inside, he suddenly looked up.

"Are you sure it's really OK?"

Chen Tang recalled the layout in Shangnan.

The wall of Erdao Inner City is lost. What is the difference between this and being stabbed in the heart? A large number of ordinary people live in Erdao Inner City, and there are a large number of private houses in the inner city. For martial arts warriors, private houses are really more fragile than paper.

Chu Yao knew what she was worried about.

"This battle took a long time. Before the Second Inner City was lost, most of the common people had been transferred. As long as the people were still there, the damaged buildings could be rebuilt sooner or later." In this world of force explosion, it is really rare that the city offensive and defensive battle can be delayed for so long. This also indirectly proves that Wu Xian is really investing heavily in the upper and lower south. It's a pity that the main battlefield on the front lost a mess, otherwise Shangnan might have become his breakthrough.

Chen Tang read the information back and forth more than ten times.

In a state of distraction, he closed with a snap.

"The more I think about it, the worse my mood is..."

When I feel unhappy, I want to find a sandbag to vent my anger.

"Did the Gao Kingdom send envoys to negotiate?" The king was captured by hostile forces, and any minister who wanted to establish a loyal minister's character would come and test it. No matter whether he could get the person back, the superficial effort must be done.

Chu Yao said: "Not yet."

It's almost time to come tomorrow.

She closed her eyes and calmed down: "Did Wu Xian make a decision?"

Now, Chu Yao also saw something hidden in Chen Tang's heart. No wonder he was feeling unhappy: "After Lord Wu returned, he trapped himself in the tent alone and did not allow anyone to enter. He didn't even move his chopsticks when he had dinner today. This matter was not good for him."

Wu Xian is not a decisive personality.

It was too difficult to let him decide whether to abdicate or not after a long time.

Chen Tang curled his lips: "I don't have time to wait for him for ten days and half a month."

She has never been patient.

That night, Chen Tang tossed and turned until the sky turned white and fell asleep. In the middle of his dream and half awake, a terrifying scene of thunder rushing above a strange city flashed. Every time he wanted to see carefully, his eyelids would tremble slowly.

Familiar tent, vague dreams.

The two cycles alternate within two hours.

Chen Tang really had very little time to fall asleep.

She sat on the bed with a scattered hair, staring blankly, feeling that the contents of the dream were the fact that happened not long ago. The more she thought about it, the more she became, the more she felt panicked. She kicked off her beloved silk quilt, jumped up, and asked her personal guard to find Jimo Qiu. She had important matters to ask!

So, Jimo Qiu saw a master who had not washed up yet, two of his highness Wenqi who had not rested all night. Wenqi was holding his cheek with one hand and yawning. The three of them looked listless and listless.

"Qiu first goes outside the tent and waits for His Highness to wash up?"

At this time, His Highness casually wore a shirt. Through the messy collar, she could see that she was only wearing a thin bedding at this moment, which was really not suitable for others to see. Chen Tang waved his hand indifferently: "No, I came to you just to let you interpret your dreams."

"Dream interpretation?"

Jimo Qiu looked confused.

Chen Tang asked: "Why, it's beyond the scope of business?"

Jimo Qiu said truthfully: "I'm not very proficient."

"I am not very proficient, just understand a little bit? I barely deal with it..." Chen Tang rubbed his swelling and painful forehead and recalled the messy dream fragments, saying, "More than once, Wonda said I am a 'god', and you also said I am a 'god' worshipped by the Gongxi tribe... So, is my dream connected to reality? Is it possible that it is a warning for the future? Or is it a replay of what has happened?"

"It's not only that. As far as I know, there are thousands of universes in the world. As long as there is even a small handful of soil in that world, your incarnation can pass. Your Highness dreams may be traveling in a small world, or helping a small world be born."

Chen Tang was stunned for a moment: "So amazing?"

It sounds a bit striking.

But that's not the answer she wanted.

Jimo Qiu: "It's amazing, you can't do it now."

She is now a human race in various senses. She has neither the ability to enter the dream to travel to the small world nor the ability to turn a dream into a world. Her dream is just an ordinary dream. Jimo Qiu looked at the two incarnations of cultural energy and sighed and gave suggestions: "Your Highness is too anxious when you think about it on the day and dream about it at night. It is recommended that you drink some medicine to calm the mind and calm it to assist your sleep."

Chen Tang: "..."

The little bit of the stuff I just saved up was gone.

She didn't give up and asked, "Isn't it really a warning?"

Jimo Qiu pointed to two incarnations of literary qi that were about to ascend to heaven: "The incarnations of literary qi are connected to the spirit of the deity. How long they wake up is equivalent to how long His Highness will not sleep forever. Even if the deity falls asleep for a short time, this time is not enough to restore its vitality."

Two cultural incarnations can do two people's work.

Can this person meet the sleep needs of the three of them by just one sleeper?

Previously, he could have ignored the overdraft with the strong energy of a martial artist, but his highness played the "Soul Crossing" one after another - "Soul Crossing" not long ago. The consumption of the original Highness is not worth mentioning to the original Highness. Now he is a mortal body, so he needs to consume a lot of literary spirit and spirit. In addition, he is worried about the safety of his subordinates, and it is normal for his dream to be confused.

Chen Tang: "..."

The incarnation of Wenqi was indeed not taken back for a while.

Even she herself doesn't remember how long it takes.

Jimo Qiu helped to interpret the dream and concluded that Chen Tang needed time to sleep. If he couldn't sleep, he could drink a bowl of high-concentration calming soup. If one bowl didn't work, he would take two bowls to relax and sleep for a day or two. The proposal was a good suggestion, and Chen Tang refused.

It’s not that the camp was so busy that she couldn’t move, but Wu Xian, who should have been struggling for three or five days or even ten or half a month, gave her an answer in one day. He was willing to abdicate, but no matter how he looked at it, it was beneficial to Gao Guo. He just wanted to meet Chen Tang before writing this edict of abdication and knew the reason for her doing so.

Chen Tang frowned: "Didn't I tell you the reason?"

Wu Xian said: "You are not the truth."

What he wants to hear is the truth and know what she sells in her gourd.

Now that things have come to this point, do you still want him to be a fool?

Chen Tang hesitated: "I am planning for the southwest. I can kill two birds with one stone, so why do I still shoot the second arrow?"

"Layout the southwest?"

Wu Xian tossed and turned last night and couldn't figure it out.

He illused a hundred and eighty possibilities, none of which was related to the southwest. His abdication to his son would at most affect the situation in Gaoguo, and further away, affecting the central country bordering Gaoguo... what could it have to do with the southwest?

"Your son has someone from the Southwest Branch of the Gods Association. I know her identity, I know her purpose, I know who she is, and which force she serves. This extra move makes you abdicate is just to ruin her wishful thinking, and to thorn her and her loyal lord, and to get apart the two. As long as the separation is successful, the southwest can save a lot of trouble..."

Chen Tang's words really meant to deceive Wu Xian.

Mei Jinghe is not only the confidant of Qi State, but also the deputy branch of the Southwest Branch. As a deputy branch, Mei Jinghe must have a lot of connections in his hands, just like Qi Shan knows that the civil and military talents who are active in the northwest. Qi Shan has offended the entire Southwest Branch before, and the conflicts between regional branches have been around for a long time. The losses in Shangnan County are also related to the struggle between the two regional branches. If the conflict between Qi State and Kang State is obvious, Mei Jinghe will not take the opportunity to mobilize these connections?

These connections are short-term and belong to Qi State, which is also a big trouble.

Chen Tang thought about solving it.

In fact, it is the most worry-free to eradicate the roots. However, Mei Jinghe did a good job in security, and Chen Tang spent most of his attention on the battlefield of Gaoguo. He failed to keep her last time. It was not too late to make up for the loss of sheep. If the force is not good, then he can only use his brain.

The first step is to destroy the perfect ceremony of plum and crane.

Wu Xian’s abdication edict is a crucial link.

The second step is to disagree!

Chen Tang didn't explain it too clearly, but Wu Xian was not completely instructed to get into the position of the king of the country, and he guessed the truth a little bit. His face turned pale and he suppressed his breath for a while: "Hahaha, after that, who do I want me to pass the throne to?"

Because Chen Tang clearly stated that he would destroy Gaoguo and refused to negotiate between the two countries, for Wu Xian, the name of this edict was the same. He looked at the pen on the table, and a hint of self-mockery appeared in his heart. If this edict was continued, Gaoguo would not be considered to be destroyed in one lifetime, and he was not the lord of the destruction of the country. Oh, should he be grateful?

Chen Tang said: "How old are you?"

Wu Xian: "Six."

"Six years old?"

Wu Xian pulled the corner of his mouth: "Six months."

The brave warriors have always been energetic and have many wives and concubines in the back home. As the king of the country, Wu Xian had no need to treat himself harshly. With more wives and concubines, there were more children. There were as many as three children under one year old, and the youngest son was the youngest among the three.

"Which child has the strongest mother tribe among your children?"

Wu Xian almost took a breath of air at this problem.

Is Chen Youli’s shamelessness not concealed at all?

He said with a dark face: "Fifth son."

Chen Tang asked again: "I remember you have a surname named Mi in the side room, who is very popular. His status in the inner court is second only to that of the queen, right?"

Wu Xian showed some unbearableness on his face.

He softened his tone: "She can't do it. She has no support for her mother and is too humble and gentle. If you want to provoke an internal fight for the throne, she and her children are no match for others at all. Even if you set a target, you will find a stronger one."

Although Mi was a dancer she bought, she gave birth to children for herself over the years. She was not only a gentle and charming Xie Yuhua, but also a virtuous supporter for her in the inner court. The struggles of women in the inner court have always been cruel, and it is common for excessive children to die. Wu Xian has also heard of them. But Mi is different. She is very kind. Not only has she never harmed the child, she also takes care of every pregnant woman seriously.

The Neijing has three or five newborns every year. Except for one or two people who are congenital and weak, they all look healthy.

Chen Tang: "..."

Wu Xian is really a scumbag.
To be continued...