On the altar of Sheji, the Yin Shang rivers and mountains are picturesquely laid out, the marshal is splendid in his heart, hiding millions of soldiers, tears wet the green mountains, and then enter the river.

The skillful hands of the bow horse, caressing the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, can't let go, can't be reluctant!

For the general, to protect the family and defend the country, the feelings of soldiers.

The rebellion in the East China Sea is undecided, the sword and soldier confrontation at the Wandering Soul Pass is in full swing, the battle at Sanshan Pass has not stopped, and the Bishui Pass is in an emergency......

The sword soldiers were everywhere, and his soldiers were fighting bloodily, but he, a veteran, retreated from the battlefield and disarmed his armor and hidden his sword......

How can the love be embarrassed, and how can the heart be at ease?

The spring breeze blows on the face, rolling up the picture scroll of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Don't ask me about the past, if you ask, I won't tell. ”

Shi Ji handed over her copy of the picture scroll of Shanhe Sheji.

"This ...... This, for me?"

Huang Feihu's voice trembled, and his heart trembled even more.

"Not only this map of mountains and rivers, but also the soldiers and horses of the world!"

"You ......"

"I chose you, just now. ”

No one knew what she meant by this, only herself, before that, Huang Feihu was just a chess piece no matter how important she was, but now, she was ready to hand over another chessboard to him, because of her heart, she wanted to do this.

That moonlit night, the man cried very sadly.

Today, this man is also very sad and silently wept for the world, for the mountains and rivers, and for his soldiers......

She chose him, and he was in charge of the chessboard, and Wen Zhong, who was once selected by her, returned to the chessboard as a chess piece.

Because she felt that he was more suitable.

It was not a temporary idea, the thought came from the end of Wei, Wen Zhong's decision, in a word, she didn't say anything at the time, but it didn't mean that she didn't have an idea.

"Take your youngest son into the palace, keep him in the palace, be the prince's playmate, and the soldiers and horses in the world will still be in charge of you, this is the law, not a discussion!"

"Disciple...... Disciples, follow the decree of the law. ”

Huang Feihu knelt on one knee, raised his hands above the top and trembled to take over the scroll of mountains and rivers.

"You won't regret it!"

Tsing Yi brushed his sleeves and got off the altar of the community.

However, one day, the king of Zhenguo Anbang Wucheng returned to the helm of the world's soldiers and horses, and was the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses.

As for the entry of the youngest son Huang Tianxiang into the palace, the knowledge is tacit, and the only one who does not know is envy.

The news of Huang Feihu's return to power spread far and wide, and the Huang Mansion was once again in full swing, so his old colleagues and subordinates came to congratulate him, but no one saw Huang Feihu himself.

How can he have the strength to deal with these people, the warmth and coldness of the people have been weakened, not to mention that the military situation is urgent, he is already busy, it is by no means easy to restart the Marshal's Mansion, which has been suspended for half a year, even if he also needs time, but what he lacks now is precisely time.

The war on the Western Front is about to start, and the one that does not need time to dispatch troops, supplies on the Eastern Front, dispatch on the Southern Front, and the grain and grass needed by Wen Taishi to quell the chaos in the East China Sea.

Which one does not require complex coordination and appointment.

Huang Feihu was busy in the dark for more than a month before he saw Shi Ji.

The already clear face, the eye sockets are deep-set, and he is thin, but the eyes are bright and the spirit is good.

Wutong Garden, Shi Ji pointed to the stone bench and said, "Sit!"

Huang Feihu sat down and sat across the chessboard opposite Shiji.

Shi Ji asked, "Do you believe in the destiny of heaven?"

Huang Feihu shook his head, "Don't believe it!"

Shi Ji smiled and said, "But I want to tell you that this destiny is destined to return to Zhou." ”

Huang Feihu's eyes changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, he is a general, a very pure general, if he pushes forward three years, if someone dares to say this to him, he will definitely draw his sword and slash out without hesitation, no matter who she is?

But in the past three years, there have been too many changes, and his heart has long been hit and no longer confident, and today's unbelief is no longer as decisive as the unbelief three years ago.

"Destiny is destined, the world will return to Zhou, do you believe it?" Shi Ji asked again.

Huang Feihu clenched his hands into fists, his lips were tense, he was trying his best to restrain himself, because he knew that he believed it, because he had also moved the idea of opposing Shang Tou Zhou, not the so-called Mandate of Heaven, but reality, he could not believe in the Mandate of Heaven, but he couldn't disbelieve what he saw with his own eyes and what he judged rationally, destroying Shang must be Zhou.

Huang Feihu shook his head: "I don't believe in the Mandate of Heaven, but I believe in the world and Zhou." ”