In the fifteenth year of Dongyue Qingyuan, October was golden autumn.

The osmanthus flowers in the palace bloomed, a piece of gold, and a rich fragrance permeated the sky above the forbidden palace.

Emperor Murong Mian sat on the dragon chair and watched the sunlight shine in from the high panes, casting several golden pillars of light, and countless dust floated and fell in the pillars of light, like gold dust. His gaze swept over the civil and military officials below, and finally fell on the crown prince at the bottom left.

Prince Mo Ronglin is sixteen years old this year, he is about the same height as him, but his eyebrows are like his mother, his facial features are extremely three-dimensional, his eye sockets are deep, and his eyelashes are thick, especially the lower eyelashes.

Such a face can be called one of the most beautiful men in the world, but that beautiful face seems to be frozen in ice, which makes people feel chills when they look at it. At that time, Murong Mian was called a god, feared by the people of the world, the prince's reputation was better than him, he was in charge of the country for three years, and the people knew that the prince was young and promising, shrewd and wise, and could take on great responsibilities.

Murong Mian is not boasting about his son, in his eyes, Murong Lin is a natural emperor, he already knows the importance of imperial power at a young age, other children play with drums and small windmills, Murong Lin plays puzzles, and the territory of the surrounding neighboring countries, Murong Mian still remembers the serious look of the little prince when he played the puzzle, and the huge territory was taken apart, and he could fight a piece with his memory.

Probably sensing that someone was looking at him, Murong Lin raised his eyes slightly, and saw that it was Murong Mian, and his cold gaze eased.

Murong Mian was a little sneering, and raised his chin slightly to Hao Pingguan, and Hao Pingguan raised his thin voice, "Something to start, nothing to retreat!" ”

Han Tong, the general of the cavalry standing at the head of the right, waved his hand and saluted, "Your Majesty, the minister has something to play." ”

"Say."

"Yesterday, I received a military report that Meng Da took advantage of General Bai's return to Beijing to report on his work, and sent guerrillas to attack the small border city of Chisha, rob the grain in the city, and kidnap dozens of people."

Murong Mian frowned, "Who are you kidnapping?" ”

"Young adults, women, children."

"Can you send an army to pursue?"

"Chisha is a small city, there are not many garrisons, and by the time reinforcements come, the Munda army has already withdrawn."

Murong Mian asked Murong Lin, "What does the prince think of this?" ”

Murong Lin pondered for a moment, "Since it is taken away, it must not be killed, since it can't catch up, I can only send people to sneak into Munda and rescue the people." ”

Han channel: "Munda since the previous dynasty has repeatedly violated our border, sixteen years ago General Bai defeated Munda by victory, they died down for a while, but in recent years they have begun to move, unlike before, the Munda army does not contact our army head-on, it is a surprise attack, after the attack is gone, my East Vietnam border line is long, the terrain is peculiar, the small city is scattered, it is not conducive to control, so that Munda has a chance, this time General Bai returned to Beijing to report on the matter. We have to think of a foolproof strategy, although our Dongyue people are strong and strong, and they are not afraid of Munda, but we are in the light, they are in the dark, and they are harassed all year round, and they can't be prevented, and the people in the north are always frightened, and their lives are not easy. ”

Murong Mian nodded, "I have to think about this matter carefully, let's stop here today, retreat from the dynasty." ”

He got up and got out of the palace, and when he got out of the hall, the prince stood up, his hands behind his back, and his face was old and unmatched with his actual age, and he quickly caught up with Murong Mian, "Father." ”

Murong Mian paused and turned back to look, "The prince has something to look for?" ”

"Father, the sons and daughters think that this matter cannot be delayed, Munda does not make direct contact with our East Vietnamese army, it must be inferior to my East Vietnam troops and equipment, instead of letting them fight guerrillas, it is better for us to take the initiative to attack, fight hard, and seriously damage their vitality, so that Munda is afraid, and he can be calm for a long time."

Murong Mian was a little surprised by his remarks, and smiled slightly, "That's it?" I thought that the prince meant to destroy Munda directly. ”

After speaking, he looked at Mo Ronglin, but the prince seemed very calm, and was not panicked by the peep in his mind, and said very calmly, "My father has always taught my sons and ministers not to provoke a war unless they have to, and to cherish the lives of every soldier, they are soldiers and the people of my father, once a war is provoked, the world will be in chaos, and the lives will be ruined. The retainers were not in favor of a large-scale attack, and if a warlike man with elite troops went there, bypassing the army on the outskirts of Munda and reaching the capital city of Munda to Belen, and forcing the Emperor Munda to sign a peace treaty with his troops under the city, the situation on the border should be improved. ”

Murong Mian smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "What the prince said is extremely true, and I also think it should be so." Just who to send into battle? ”

Murong Lin said: "General Bai has experience in fighting against Munda, so it is better to send a secret decree and let him return to the north halfway and deploy troops to attack Munda on the way." ”

Murong Mian shook his head, "General Bai has been in the north for several years, and he has worked hard, this time I summoned him back, I don't plan to let him go again, just stay in the capital and enjoy his old age." ”

Murong Lin was surprised: "Uncle is not old, how can he enjoy his old age in peace?" ”

"It's always going to get old," Murong Mian said, "It's easy to stay in that kind of place in the north, a good Confucian will become a pockmarked face, the last time he went back to Beijing to report on his work, your mother saw him, nagged for a while, and was so distressed that she simply let him come back." ”

Murong Lin didn't speak, but he didn't approve in his heart, his father was still too soft-hearted, as long as it was someone the queen mother cared about, his father couldn't harden his heart, what's wrong with guarding the northern border, that is to serve the imperial court, how can the general who protect the country be sealed in vain? The last time Bai Changjian came back, he also saw it, the sun in the north was strong, not to mention the tan, and he also left a lot of sunspots on his face, and after years of forming a shallow pit, compared with the handsome appearance in the past, there are some differences, but what do the generals want to be so handsome, and they can't retreat from the enemy, he thinks that those sunspots add a lot of majestic momentum to Bai Changjian.

After Murong Mian finished speaking, he walked forward, and Murong Lin caught up, "Since my father has denied General Bai, does he have a suitable candidate in his heart?" ”

Murong Mian deliberately sold Guanzi, "There is one, but it is still a little difficult whether it can be done." ”

Murong Lin wondered: "Who is that person, why can't he make it?" If the court wants to use him, does he dare to push back? ”

Murong Mian laughed and said, "It's not enough to push three or four times, but this matter has to be nodded by your mother." ”

Murong Lin was stunned, the queen mother never interfered in court politics, who had to ask her to agree?

When he was stunned, Murong Mian had already moved forward, looking at the back of his father's majesty, he suddenly realized that what his father said was probably himself.

At the beginning of the new story, two sentences are verbosity as usual, this is the story of the Mobai couple, and there will be a lot of previous foreshadowing explanations in this story, which can be regarded as a postscript. If you are interested, you can continue to read along.

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