The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 153: Did the emperor take the wrong medicine!
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The one hundred and fifty-third chapter, the emperor took the wrong medicine!
"Did the emperor take the wrong medicine? How can he make you a marshal! You are a woman!" Ye Junqing looked at the imperial decree in his hand, and the whole world was like an extinction.
"Has the prince never heard the saying that women are not allowed to bear eyebrows?" Yao Mowan expected that Ye Junqing would react like this, with a calm expression on his face.
"Don't tell this king, the emperor made you a marshal because of the words that the women refused to let the eyebrows be shaved!" Ye Junqing looked at Yao Mowan bitterly. Even if he knew that Yao Mowan was wise and incomparable, he still could not accept the fact that she became his commander in chief.
"Whether the prince wants it or not, Ge Yang and his party, you have to listen to Mo Wan, otherwise..." Yao Mowan stopped talking.
"Otherwise, what?" Ye Junqing was not angry.
"Otherwise, Mo Wan would order someone to take off the prince's trousers and blame him in public. The prince is not afraid of pain, isn't he afraid of being ashamed?" Yao Mowan said leisurely, suddenly feeling that today's breakfast is very delicious.
The fact is as Yao Mowan said, whether Ye Junqing would like it or not, Yao Mowan finally set off from the imperial city as the commander in chief.
On the day of departure, the people of the entire imperial city came to watch, Chang'an Street was surrounded by water, and most of the girls in the boudoir were to see Ye Junqing’s face, even if it’s not the armor of the marshal, Ye Jun Qing is still the most dazzling scenery in the entire team.
Under the silver-white armor, that face is resolute and handsome, with sword eyebrows and stars, ink hair raised, on horseback, Ye Junqing holding a silver spear in hand, majestic and majestic, very different from the usual gentleness.
In the center of the team, Yao Mowan dressed in golden armor was sitting on a chariot with eight horses, like a statue of a Buddha, with more than luxury but not enough majesty. Except for the eyes of those innocent girls who have been shifting with Ye Junqing, most people's eyes fell on Yao Mowan.
"It looks so beautiful, but it's actually an embroidered pillow!" Passerby gave a pertinent comment.
"It looks like an embroidered pillow, but it's actually a pile of forage!" Passer-by B sighed long.
"The fodder is still useful. There is a problem with your metaphor!" Passerby B said that Yao Mowan was not as good as a pile of fodder. In the entire imperial city, even the entire Chu, who didn't know that the emperor's most beloved woman, Yao Guifei is a fool today! Let a fool be the marshal, it's not that the emperor has made a mistake, or the world is crazy.
On the shiny golden chariot, Yao Mowan sat in it leisurely, her clear eyes swept over the disappointed or contemptuous eyes of the people around her, and her heart was full of emotion.
Ye Hongyi is really a hundred secrets. He only thought about how to get rid of Ye Junqing, but he never thought about letting a fool be a marshal. Not only did he lose the will of the army, but also the people. Self-destroying the Great Wall, and this expedition will be a crucial step for Ye Junqing to ascend to the throne.
The marching team left the imperial city mightily and headed towards Ge Yang. Before leaving, Yao Mowan left Liu Xing in the palace. Whether it was Yao Suluan or Yao Xiangfu, someone must pay attention to it. Since Yao Suluan was already crazy, Yao Mowan deliberately left quicksand to protect Liu Xing. The last time Tingyue was injured, Yao Mowan was guilty. She once vowed secretly that as long as she treats her wholeheartedly, she will treat her wholeheartedly.
Two days after the team left the imperial city, there was heavy rain. Ye Junqing ordered the army to postpone the march and set up a tent on the spot in the woods passing by.
Under the military order, hundreds of tents were erected in the entire forest in less than a quarter of an hour. Among all the tents, Yao Mowan’s tent was the most luxurious, with a silk and brocade roof and drooping crystal tassels inside. Tea set incense burners, soft couches, curtains and tents are all available, just like a miniature Guanju Palace.
"Niang Niang, Prince Su said that he wanted to study the marching route, so I didn't have time to come over." At this moment, Ting Yue had just ran back from Ye Junqing's tent, and said the original reply.
"So your younger brother is really unsympathetic. The drizzle outside is a good time to taste tea and enjoy the scenery. The most important thing at the moment is not to live up to the beautiful scenery of the good time." Yao Mowan looked at the opposite side bitterly. Yan Nansheng, who was in red, shook his head helplessly.
"Cough cough...Wan'er, your sentiment is really special, most people really can't keep up." Yan Nansheng listened to the torrential rain outside beating against the tent, and sincerely commented.
"Go and tell Prince Su that this is a military order. If he doesn't come, the Marshal will personally hit him!" Yao Mowan didn't care about Yan Nansheng's teasing, turning his eyes to Tingyue. When Tingyue was about to get out of the tent, Yao Mowan added another sentence,
"Remember to remind him that he took off his pants and beat!" Yao Mowan's words made Yan Nan Shengshun sitting across the room messy, what a miserable life his junior brother had been. Ever since, Yan Nansheng decided to forget the blame for Ye Junqing's ‘Nine Songs Back to the Soul Pill’, and it would be regarded as a kind of compensation for his miserable life.
Yao Mowan's trick really worked. In less than half a cup of tea, Ye Junqing appeared in front of Yao Mowan and Yan Nansheng with lightning speed.
"Are you looking for something to do with this king?" Ye Junqing suppressed the anger in his heart, trying to make his tone sound normal enough, but he could hear other people's ears but it was extremely abnormal.
"It means Nan Sheng, and Mo Wan is just passing on a message." Feeling Ye Junqing's tolerable anger, Yao Mowan leisurely picked up the tea cup and deliberately threw the angry Ye Junqing to Yan Nansheng.
"Hey!" Yan Nansheng was stunned, feeling that Yao Mowan's way of transferring contradictions was very unkind.
"You don't want to see him? Then Mo Wan let him go back!" Yao Mowan didn't care about Yan Nansheng's surprised gaze at all, and spoke with a serious face.
"Well, I want to see him. It has nothing to do with you. Ahem...Jun Qing, Feng Yihan has arrived at Xiantai yesterday. This person is not easy to deal with. If you are not sure, I can help you get rid of him!" After learning that Ye Hongyi sent Ye Junqing out, Yan Nansheng found here as soon as possible. He was absolutely convinced that this was Ye Hongyi's conspiracy.
"No way!"
"No!" Ye Junqing and Yao Mowan almost unanimously refused.
"Why?" Yan Nansheng looked at the two in front of him suspiciously. It was rare that they had the same idea, but he could hardly agree. After all, after killing Feng Yihan, Da Chu won without a fight. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.
"On the battlefield, this king is not afraid of anyone! Doing this is an insult to Jun Qing!" Ye Junqing's words are sonorous, and his sharp eyes show his former demeanor.
"Why did Wan'er refuse then?" Why did Yan Nansheng forget Ye Junqing's stubborn temper? He should cut it first and play it later. This time it would be self-defeating. If something happens to Feng Yihan now, Ye Junqing will depend on it. On one's own head.
"Because Prince Su is not afraid of anyone on the battlefield!" Yao Mowan repeated Ye Junqing's words. She admitted that this sentence was very sincere, but it fell into Ye Junqing's ears but it was like a teasing word, so that after Yao Mowan finished speaking, she got Ye Junqing's angry look.
"Are you sure that I don't need me to intervene in this matter?" Yan Nansheng came here with the mentality of a savior, but after seeing Ye Junqing and Yao Mowan shaking their heads at the same time, the eggplant was suddenly beaten like frost. Incomparably failed.
So even though it was pouring rain outside, Yan Nansheng left without hesitation. Seeing that red dress messed up in the wind and rain, Yao Mowan felt very emotional, Yan Nansheng is a good person! Maybe she should consider returning Yin Xue to him? But when Yao Mowan had such an idea, it seemed that ten thousand little elves were screaming frantically, are you stupid! Are you stupid?