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"Including Chaotian Temple's last decree, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight for it."

Sima Zong's face turned even paler. He enjoyed the pleasure of being the governor and holding Xiliang's military affairs in his hands. How could he not be nostalgic?

Now under the management of the emperor, internal and external troubles, once the winter is over, I am afraid it will be dangerous!

"Is there really no other way?"

He asked unwillingly, with no opinion in his eyes, even panic, and asked Wang Min for help.

Seeing this, Wang Min's red lips rose slightly, and she smiled beautifully but with a dark belly.

Sima Zong's waste attribute is her opportunity.

It's just that Sima Zong can't die now, and there is still value to be used.

Silence for a while.

She pretended to be difficult, her face was worried, and the amorous look on her frown was like a white lotus flower that made men lose their ability to discern.

He said very naturally: "At this point, there is only one way for the governor."

Sima Zong, who encountered internal and external troubles such as unstable morale of the army and shortage of food and grass, was already worried.

At this moment, it was as if he had grasped the straw of life-saving.

His eyes showed hope, and he said eagerly: "Teacher, tell me quickly, what is the solution!"

"The governor is willing to give it a try for the sake of the plan."

Wang Min smiled lightly: "Actually, it's not difficult. It's a good thing for the governor."

Sima Zong showed a smile: "Really?"

Wang Min raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

"Xiliang needs time to tidy up, and a harsh winter is definitely not enough."

"So why don't you ask outside forces for help? Delay time."

Hearing this, Sima Zong turned pale.

His face was at a loss, and he said with great fear: "I'm afraid it won't work. Once we borrow external force, the emperor can't just sit back and watch!"

"In the last negotiation, he gave a death order. If he dares to collude with other races outside the territory, he will personally conquest!"

"Once it develops to that point, there will be no room for the governor to turn back!"

"If we in Xiliang can't beat the imperial court, as long as we don't form an alliance with other races, we can still surrender with our military strength in exchange for self-protection..."

As he spoke, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, obviously fearing Qin Yun.

A trace of extreme contempt flashed across Wang Min's peach blossom eyes!

At the beginning of the cold war, I was thinking about how to survive. As expected, I couldn't help A Dou, worse than his old man Sima Tu!

In her mind, the figure of that man inadvertently flashed across.

In contrast, this so-called young master of Xiliang is really not worthy of carrying shoes.

The emotion didn't show on her face, she smiled slightly and explained: "Great Governor, that's not what you think."

"Now that the land is covered by heavy snow, even if you want to form an alliance with the Turkic Huns, it will be difficult."

"I mean let the governor go to marry!"

"Marry a nomadic woman!"

Hearing this, Sima Zong was stunned for a moment, half-believing, not directly denying it.

Asked: "Men, who are you talking about?"

……

Night fell slowly.

In the imperial study.

Concubine Xiao Shu's personal maid, Yan'er is here.

"Your Majesty, the family banquet in Weiyang Palace is ready, and all the empresses are here."

"Ms. Concubine Shu asked me to ask you, how long will you be able to go?"

Qin Yun slapped his forehead.

Damn it, I forgot!

Today is a good day, I summoned all my concubines to have a family dinner together!

Last New Year's Eve, I couldn't get together, so I can't be absent today.

"Let's go now!" He stood up and walked down the dragon ladder.

Yan'er waited for the palace maid to retreat, and retreated to the two sides.

Qin Yun walked out, and then abruptly backed away, tilting his head and looking at Yan'er with lowered eyebrows with interest.

Sensing the gaze, Yan'er Shuiling's face turned red.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few days, is she more and more fresh?" Qin Yun smiled, walked in front of her, and admired her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"It's all thanks to His Majesty's grace." Yan'er was a little nervous, even if she had been happy more than once, but she still felt that she was just a maid serving the bed, and she didn't dare to look forward to it.

"That's true, without my development, Yan'er would definitely not have the feeling of a watery woman." Qin Yun winked.

Yan'er blushed, pinching the corner of her skirt with her slender five fingers, embarrassed to speak.

Looking at her classically beautiful face, Qin Yun felt agitated.

Looked at the sky, or give up.

"Let's go, Yan'er, go and change your clothes, and you will also attend the banquet!"

Hearing this, the audience was startled.

Yan'er even raised her head, her beautiful eyes widened, her face full of disbelief!