The General’s Little Peasant Wife

For the first time, Qiao Tianchang looked at Ning Mengyao with such a serious expression. This shows how much he cares about Xiao Guo.

"When Nangong Ming came back and asked him how many people are available in the Regent Palace, I will give you some more while I will, but it will take some time, but it will be tomorrow morning." Ning Mengyao thought, seriously. The opening.

Qiao Tianchang’s face burst into a smile, with a smile in his eyes: “I’m relieved.”

"You are going to bring people to give them out?" Knowing that Joe Tian Chang is like her, naturally can guess some of Qiao Tianchang's thoughts.

Qiao Tian nodded and frowned at some fears: "This is just the beginning. If you continue, Xiao Guo people don't know how much will fall into the hands of the country."

"You can do it, I will fully support you." It seems that the Lingguo still has not reached the limit, otherwise how can we have time to do these messy things?

Qiao Tianchang reached out and pushed people into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his cheek, with a faint smile on his face: "Thank you."

This thank you contains a lot of meanings, and Ning Mengyao also accepted his thanks in silence.

"Only this time." She did not like Qiao Tianchang to say thank you to her, which made her feel that the two were far apart.

Qiao Tianchang smiled and nodded: "Well, I won't say it again in the future."

Nan Gongming didn't come over for a while. He reached out to a team of soldiers and pressed about twenty people. Everyone was confused and puzzled on his face. It seems that he didn't quite understand why he was halfway caught.

Ning Mengyao was too lazy to ask one by one and turned to look at the blue frost: "The people who have applied to Qingyu have been handed over to Nanyu. I want to know everything in the fastest time."

"Miss assured, give it to us." Qingshuang smiled and nodded. Nangong Ming was a bit strange, and did not ask much.

After Qingshuang and Nanyu took people away, Ning Mengyao looked at Nangong Ming and looked serious: "Nan Gongming, if I let you take people with us to deal with Lingguo, can you do it?" I have already asked the same question at the time, but this matter is very important. Ning Mengyao couldn’t help but ask again.

Nangong Ming looked directly at Ning Mengyao's eyes: "The mausoleum is relying on the guardianship of the prince to have it today. The prince has never let us do the work of the mausoleum, but now the mausoleum is not benevolent, then don't blame us for being unjust. ”

Because of the forces in the hands of Nangongyan, the mausoleum has long been coveted, and secretly did not know how many times to start, but because Nangongyan could not do it, they waited for it, until now, when they got the missing of the prince. After the news, the Emperor was finally desperate to start with the Regent Palace.

That being the case, then they do not need to continue to maintain this, the country that has been squandered by the emperor.

Although Nangong Ming did not answer her question positively, Ning Mengyao could understand his meaning. The words were obviously saying that they had already started to us, and of course we had to fight back. This is called Lishang.

Ning Mengyao nodded with satisfaction: "You will give the people who can be trusted in the palace to Tianchang."

"it is good."

Nan Gongming took out a whistle and blew it up, three short and two long.

After blowing it, Ning Mengyao looked at herself curiously. Nangong Ming explained: "The mausoleum is against the regent government, and a large part of it is because of the iron guard in the hands of the prince."

"Ok?"

"That is the army of 10,000 people. It was trained by the princes. It was hidden more than ten years ago. The Emperor sent people to find them for a long time." Because of the power of this part, the Emperor did not dare. Instead of rushing into action, it’s just to get so many spies in order to get some news.

Ning Mengyao nodded succinctly: "All of this million people can use it?"

"All right, but when the prince is missing, the big butler, but this part of the people went to find the prince. Now there are probably less than 5,000 people left." Nangong Ming thought of the missing master, his brow furrowed, with a There are obvious concerns.

Ning Mengyao turned to look at Qiao Tianchang: "Is five thousand people enough?"