The eldest daughter of the group pet, she is full of luck

Chapter 1217 Hope to return to Fengqi and escape from the sea of ​​suffering

Lin Qingluo's eyes lit up: "The pavilion master is a genius, strategizing, and I admire him."

"Speaking of this matter, it's Miss Lin's credit."

Luo Zhan didn't dare to boast, but told the truth: "The people on the border of Beiming knew about the changes in Fenghuangguan three years ago. The people in the pass planted spiritual rice and had enough food and clothing. The barren land outside the pass was cold and cold, and they couldn't eat enough."

"The people on the frontier are miserable. They don't need to be coaxed to rebel. They hope to return to Fengqi and get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"There are also ten cities in the north, four of which were once the territory of Beiming. Most of the people in the city have relatives in Beiming, and they have not broken contact with Beiming."

"After the surrender of the ten northern cities, under the rule of the Lin family army, Lingmi was planted, and the grain warehouses were full. The people lived and worked in peace and prosperity, and became more and more prosperous."

"In contrast, Beiming has been in civil strife all year round, wars continue, and the people have no means of living. They dragged their families and fled their homes, and gradually migrated to the ten cities in the north."

"The secret line of Qianji Pavilion has ignited the dissatisfaction of the people in Beiming without any effort. Today's Beiming is already unstable, and the people are secretly hoping that the Lin family army can invade Beiming as soon as possible and destroy Xia. Jian and Xia Lei, the two chief culprits who ignited the war for their own selfishness."

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"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

Lin Jinyu's mood was lifted and her confidence doubled: "With the secret assistance of Qianji Pavilion, this expedition to Beiming must go smoothly."

"This time the six countries came to congratulate, and Beiming also sent a mission over."

Lin Qingluo was thoughtful, and looked at Luo Zhan with frowned eyebrows: "Brother Zhan, do you know what is their purpose for coming here?"

"The mission was sent by Xia Jian."

Luo Zhan knew everything: "Maybe he wanted to show his favor to Feng Qi through court congratulations."

"Big brother."

Lin Qingluo frowned slightly: "The mission came in to offer a congratulatory gift, did you make any other requests?"

"They did make a request to see His Majesty, but the fourth brother refused."

When Lin Jinyu said the word Your Majesty, she looked at her little sister with tenderness in her eyes.

"Their purpose is known without guessing."

Luo Zhan was deeply ashamed: "It's nothing more than trying to win Feng Qi over and help him deal with Xia Lei."

Lin Jinyu saw it clearly, and thought more thoroughly: "Maybe he will ask Feng Qi to send troops to work for him on the condition of ceding the city."

"Fourth brother is right, there is no need to pay attention to them."

Lin Qingluo raised his brows lightly, showing his domineering aura: "Since the Qianji Pavilion has been properly arranged, and the time and place are favorable and the people are harmonious, it is the best time to send troops. Immediately send a message to Fourth Grandfather, and two hundred thousand heavy armored troops will gather. In the future, this girl will go to Fenghuang Pass in person and lead an army to conquer Beiming."

"it is good."

Lin Jinyu was excited and nodded with a smile.

"Great, the people of the Snow Country have finally waited for this day."

Luo Zhan was inexplicably excited, and stood up from the chair all of a sudden: "Brother Zhan, go back and report to the Pavilion Master."

"Brother Zhan, wait a moment."

Lin Qingluo stopped him in time: "Qingluo still has something to do, please ask the Pavilion Master."

Luo Zhan paused and subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

"Qingluo wants to issue a mission in the Qianji Pavilion, and the Pavilion Master needs to come forward in person."

Lin Qingluo smiled sweetly, and told the truth about the plan that had been drawn up after careful consideration.

"Clean up the Hall of Blood Hands?"

Luo Zhan's brain was stunned for a moment, and he asked again in disbelief: "Xiao Qingluo, are you serious?"

Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows, and instead of answering, asked, "Brother Zhan, don't you believe me?"

"letter."

Luo Zhan stared at her for a few seconds, tried to stabilize his mind, and nodded solemnly.

(End of this chapter)