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Chapter 14 Where does the plan come from [3/4](1/2)

Renli is not qualified to show off when it comes to the table for whom the army is fighting.

He just thought it was a pity.

It is also possible that his idea was wrong.

Um.

When Mongolia turned around and attacked the Jin Kingdom, she wanted to stab her, but she didn't dare to stab her too hard.

I was afraid that after the Jin Kingdom would surrender to Mongolia, I would turn around and go south.

God-like logic!!!

If you are afraid that the Jin Kingdom will be destroyed, you can follow the river to attack Lanzhou. Wouldn't it be better to stab Mongolia in the back?

Anyway, when Lan Li analyzed the answer from the scattered news, she felt that she was in a bad mood.

Lanzhou borders Xixia, Tubo and Liao, and is a prominent area in Mongolia...

On the other side of Chang'an City, there are Quanzhen, Ming Cult, and various rebels, waiting for hundreds of thousands of Han people to be their inner supporters.

If we can go down together, we will take the opportunity to eat Bianliang and Taiyuan in one bite...

Thinking of this, Lan Li could only smile bitterly.

Even if you win, you can't hold on...

As for the Southern Song Dynasty, it was like the time when it was about to finish playing, it was only a day to last.

He was looking forward to the ability of the Southern Song Dynasty to turn the tide.

It would be better to expect Zhu Yuanzhang from the Ming Cult to make a big noise earlier.

Um.

Speaking of Zhu Yuanzhang, we have to say one thing.

Just a few days ago, when Lan Li went to get the mental method of Chunyang Wuji Gong, Zhang Sanfeng's oral order suddenly came from Wudang Mountain.

All Wudang disciples should abide by their duties and perform their duties, and not cause trouble without reason!

What came with this news was the news that the Ming Cult in the North burned the Mongolian horse farm.

To be honest, Lan Li always thought that behind Ming Cult there was a shadow of Wudang.

After all, Wudang has always been respected as the national religion by the Ming Dynasty in history.

Zhang Wuji also served as the leader of the Ming Cult.

Moreover, the homonym of Zhu Yuanzhang's name is also somewhat particular.

But at this juncture, such a news suddenly came from Zhang Sanfeng, which made Lan Li feel upset.

Lan Li couldn't figure out a lot of messy things.

Since he can't figure it out, he will do his duty.

For example, watch the hero conference.

For example, develop an oriental girl.

certainly.

More importantly, I am waiting for Zixuan's return.

He felt so tired after waiting.

It has been more than a month since the separation began.

In the past month, Zixuan has not heard back.

Lan Li was so upset that he thought, this girl wouldn't let him go, right?

Is it understandable that people who want to get married?

With this idea in mind, Dongfang Bai finally broke out after enduring Lan Li for a while.

She didn't come to Renli.

Instead, I directly found Li Mochou......

"I can't stand it anymore! I really can't stand it anymore!"

Holding a book of "Records of the Grand Historian" in his hand, Dongfang Bai rushed into the wing where Li Mochou lived, and shouted at her:

"Can you take care of your man?

I am a master of grandfather, what happened to him forcing me to study every day?"

"Isn't it good to study?"

Sitting on the bench very leisurely, Li Mochou held the needle and thread in one hand, and an extra piece of embroidery cloth on the other hand.

Judging from her appearance, she is actually a female celebrity!

"What's good? You don't know how he looks like. Didn't I just eat something he eats? Why do you force me to study every day?

It’s not enough to carry one person down. Not only did he cut off my food, but he also had to use a bamboo board to hit my palm!

I've had enough of this day! I've had enough of it!!!"

"Bamboo board? Hit you?"

At this moment, Li Mochou had a bit of trance on his face.

It seems to be remembering what I looked like...

But Dongfang Bai doesn't care about these things.

He threw the Records of the Grand Historian onto the table, and Dongfangbai fell head-on on Li Mochou's bed.

"I'll sleep with you for a while. If someone comes to look for you, don't say I'm hiding here!"

"oh."

Li Mochou nodded.

Unconsciously, a three-smile appeared on her face.

As Lan Li’s wedding date approaches, no news has been heard from Zixuan.

Li Mochou was secretly happy in his heart.

Happy.

Very happy!

Even though Lan Li never came to see her in these days, she only treated her as an ordinary friend when she saw her.

But Li Mochou still couldn't suppress his excited heart.

If the wedding date has come, Zixuan has not come back.

Does that mean that her opportunity has come?

Are you getting married?

There must be a bride, right?

With such thoughts in her mind, she had more interactions with Luyi on weekdays.

After her special friendship, she soon became familiar with Green Clothes.

Although I am just familiar with each other, I can talk to you for a few words together.

But compared to those women in Xiangyang City who tried every means to get into the Blue Mansion, she had achieved her goal beyond expectations.

At least she lives in Lan Mansion!!!

To be honest, Li Mochou himself didn't understand what kind of mentality he had.

While looking forward to Zixuan not coming back.

On the other side.

She thought again, when Renli got married, she ran to make a big fuss.

The mentality is indescribable.

The room was calm for a while, and after a moment, a maid came to ask.

Li Mochou shook his head and said nothing.

After the girl left, she asked curiously: "Where is others?"

On the bed, Dongfang Bai, who had put the record of the grandson behind his head, rolled his eyes directly when he heard this: "I went to hunt outside the city."

"hunting?"

"Yes! Not only himself, he also called out all the beggars in the city.

It is said that a hunting competition is going to be held.

According to the captured living creatures.
To be continued...
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