After the crazy criticism of the prince ascending the throne, I can't escape

"Master!"

Ying Lili looked at Qu Muchi pretending to be relaxed.

"Huh?" He looked at the little disciple.

Ying Lili said in a deep voice, "I know the position of the Marquis of Weiyuan."

"And I support your position."

"Since ancient times, the imperial power has changed, and there are not many who can make a smooth transition."

"Master did what he had to do. He shed blood and broke his arm for this world."

"The battle for the throne is a family matter of the Rong family. It's right for us outsiders not to get involved."

"Ordinary people, because of those pots and pans, it is inevitable that there will be quarrels between brothers."

"Not to mention the position of the emperor with power over the world."

"Counting the previous dynasty and even other dynasties, there are not many generals who can die well."

"Master, have you heard a word?"

Qu Muchi sat in a chair, holding a tea bowl, "What are you talking about?"

"If you don't bring it with you when you are born, and don't take it away after death, why bother to work hard for things outside your body."

Ying Lili lay on the table, and said listlessly: "It's just a step further, there is no immortal dynasty in the world, and naturally there is no eternal family."

"Master, I don't want much. I don't care what happens to future generations. I just want to leave my name in this man-made history book."

"Even after a thousand years, it can be passed down from generation to generation in the mouths of future generations."

Having said that, she reached out and tugged on Qu Muchi's sleeve.

He smiled and said, "I will become Master's most proud disciple, not one of them."

Seeing the smiling face of the little apprentice.

For some reason, Qu Muchi felt overwhelmed.

He hooked his lips, rarely smiling.

"You want to take Master with you, and your name will go down in history?"

Ying Lili nodded, "Yes."

Thick palms pressed against her head.

The movement rubbed gently.

"Okay, let's wait for that day as a teacher."

"but……"

Qu Muchi sighed: "Master is not as powerful as you said after all."

The seven cities of Beijun were lost from his father.

So far, it's his turn, but he hasn't taken it back.

Don't say that the barbarians have strong soldiers and strong horses, it is Beili...

With the power of Dazhao, it is also impossible to compete.

In the future, his little apprentice will really go to the battlefield.

Once the idea of ​​​​attacking Beili is launched, it means that they will go to war with the barbarians at the same time.

Facing the two most powerful countries today, can she really do it?

"If possible, Master hopes that you can marry and have children, and have a safe life."

Perhaps, he can use his military exploits.

Seek His Majesty's permission to redeem the little girl's deed of prostitution.

He has two children, and he chooses after this little girl.

Staying in the Qu's house will always protect her life without any worries.

Ying Lili shook her head: "I have no intention of marrying and having children in the short term."

Qu Muchi glared at her.

"How can a woman not marry?"

This little girl is talking nonsense.

"Did His Highness the Seventh Prince tell you these words just now?"

Ying Lili was slightly taken aback, and nodded.

Said: "Your Highness probably considered this."

Qu Muchi had no doubts.

His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is a prince despite his young age.

Born in the vortex of power, there are no innocent children.

Next, Qu Muchi explained the art of war to her while he had time.

He spoke in great detail, trying to make Ying Lili understand slowly.

Then, Master Qu Hou was surprised to find that the understanding of this little disciple was beyond his imagination.

Don't say how fast you understand, you can even draw inferences from one instance.

"Your tactic is good, but you just need to equip a cavalry with both offensive and offensive capabilities."

The more Master Qu thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

"You don't need too many people, about 300 iron cavalry are enough."

"It's just that my Juzhao iron cavalry is far inferior to Beili, let alone the barbarians who are mainly cavalry."

"However, it is not too difficult to select three hundred Haoerlang who are good at horseback riding from me, Dazhao."

Ying Lili: "..."

No, no, master, please wait.

She just makes a little immature suggestion casually.

How did you get excited?

And her proposal is very difficult.

Only one can do it since ancient times.

Hou Huo Qubing, the champion of one of the big Han double walls.

She can't.

China has a long history of 5000 years.

There have been many top players who have lived down the ages.

Everyone is an immortal star.

Known as the "human massacre", there were more than 70 large and small battles, starting from the undefeated God of War.

There is Wang Jian who destroyed the five kingdoms for Qin Shihuang and made brilliant military exploits for the Qin Dynasty.

There is Li Mu, the military god who overthrew the [-] Huns army by himself.

There is Lian Po who is old and can still eat.

The four famous generals of the Warring States Period all built their reputations for thousands of years with numerous military exploits.

Not to mention Han Xin, the soldier immortal who helped the great man to win the world, and the double wall of the great man;

There are also heroes of the Three Kingdoms, emperors and generals such as Li Shimin and Zhu Di.

In this regard, she is a fart.

Let alone getting started, she couldn't even see the "river" in front of her.

So, you need to learn next.

As long as you can't learn to die, learn from death.

Keep your head down and study hard.

Children who are taught by exams are used to it.

The master and apprentice, one big and one small, sat on chairs, head to head, talking non-stop.

In the distance, the Qu family brothers occasionally glanced curiously.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally came together.

Only then did I realize that my father was actually teaching my junior sister the art of war strategy.

The two have complicated hearts.

It doesn't sound good.

At this time, there is a feeling of being a dog.

"Master, what do you think?" Ying Lili told the master the concept of the sand table.

When Qu Muchi heard about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good.

He happily patted the little apprentice on the shoulder, "Okay, you girl, you have so many ideas, I just found someone to come up with them as a teacher in the past two days."

Ying Lili endured the pain in her shoulder bitterly.

I want to cry without tears.

Not only is the master's arm made of iron, even the palm of his hand is made of iron.

If he hadn't been sitting on a chair, he would have already patted him down.

"Girl, there are some things that you have to rot in your heart."

Qu Muchi told her with a serious face.

Ying Lili understood, "Master, don't worry, I'm still very accurate in judging people."

Qu Muchi didn't quite believe it, "Really?"

"Ok!"

Ying Lili nodded, "As long as you don't indulge in love, I think people are basically right."

The Qu family father and son: "..."

No, you little girl is eight years old this year, right?
How did you think of such a thing as "indulging in love"?
Who taught you this?

Seventh Highness?
The more Qu Muchi thought about it, the more angry he became.

However, the other party is the prince and lives in the palace all year round, so he can't "ask for advice" face to face.

**
Rong Qingzhang felt his nose itchy and sneezed twice.

Shuangfu looked over worriedly.

"Your Highness, would you like to see the Imperial Physician?"

Rong Qingzhang waved his hand, "No need!"

He didn't feel any discomfort.

Someone was probably talking about him behind his back.

Little chestnut?
Royal study.

After Emperor Longhui finished his urgent memorial, he got up and walked around with a tea bowl in his hand.

Feeling the wind blowing in from the window, he said, "It's autumn now."

Wei Heng followed beside him and said with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty, it's been a year and a half."

Looking at the branches, from the joy of spring to the bleakness of autumn.

He is also getting old every year.

"That little girl of Guanju Palace, how is your study going?"

Emperor Longhui didn't care that Dazhao could produce a female general.

Women are generals, and they are easier to control than men.

Lord Qu Hou: Seventh Highness, look at the good deeds you have done.

His Highness Seven: ...Very well, His Highness is taking the blame again.

Today's chapter, I'm jet-lagged.

It has been a bad disease for many years, and there are always half a month of each month that is the work and rest of the underworld.

This time it took a little longer, more than 20 days.

Adjustment failed.

If I don't return to my normal routine, I may not be able to keep this bit of hair.

Last night, I also dreamed of Qiu Qianchi, the old version of the divine sculpture.

That thinning hair, my god.

Woke up.

Make up the debt this month.

I owed several chapters last month.