Chapter 1003
Qiu He followed Helanbo's gaze, and by the window of the tea house, there was only the second shopkeeper cleaning up the tea table, and no one else. She couldn't help frowning and asked suspiciously, "Brother Bo, what are you looking at?"
"It seems that I met an acquaintance. Let's go and go to the temple fair." He stretched out his hand to scratch the child's cheek, He Lanbo smiled softly, and affectionately held Qiu He in his arms, teasing her. The child walked forward with a light smile.
On the other side of the street, the familiar figure was there. There was only one street, one facing north and the other facing south. With just a glance, they could see each other. However, the passing figures all looked at the people around them and left with a light smile.
It's like two parallel lines that never intersect.
"Mu Cangyun, when Xiao Ye goes to the palace, can he really settle King Yan?" With a soft smile, Feng Qingge raised her head and looked at the people around her, her little hand holding his big hand tightly, like a child afraid of getting lost Same.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Mu Cangyun said softly, "You can see how strong Ye Zi is. Do you want to go to the palace?"
"I don't want to." Shaking her head, if she wanted to go, she would have already gone in with Ye Mo just now, and she finally left the palace, so she didn't want to waste time on it.
"Then, let's go to see the temple fair. Many people came here because of its name. We just caught up, so we also went to see it?" Estimating the time Ye Mo went in, they would be able to meet by the time they finished the temple fair. During these hours, Mu Cangyun didn't want to sit here and wait.
The temple fairs of the Yan Kingdom are notoriously miraculous, they respond to every request, whether it is fame, wealth, or beauty, as long as they are sincere and willing to respond, of course, too many people who come here to seek marriage, all come for the person they like. However, Ye Mo lost a chance to watch such a grand temple fair.
The black cloak covered his slender body, and he walked forward step by step. The guards on both sides followed him. Although there were only eight, they were enough to shock the surrounding generals. Before reaching the solemn temple, the people inside immediately stepped forward to greet him, hooked their waists, and greeted his arrival.
"I don't know if the island owner is here, please include a lot, island owner, please here." The innermost person stepped out, dressed in golden yellow robes, all woven from gold threads, wearing a jade inlaid gold crown on his head, and a belt on his belt. It is also inlaid with all kinds of jade, and it is worn on the wrist with the gold bracelet and jade. It looks really, dazzling!
Half-close her eyes, Ye Mo raised her hand slightly and made a gesture of begging, but walked out very gently towards the front, and took the initiative to sit in the guest seat after entering the hall. Anyone entering the hall is not allowed to wear weapons. The eight guards behind him, still holding their knives, entered and stood behind him in two columns.
The silent majesty is suffocating. If it wasn't for the arrival of the people in front of him, even King Yan couldn't believe that they really came. Silent, just like a ghost, even walking is silent. That feeling of being surrounded by no one, but opening your eyes and finding a group of people around you is really terrifying.
The cold sweat on his forehead fell, and the brush that King Yan held in his hand trembled. Thinking back on what he had done, no matter what it was, it had nothing to do with Jiahai, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it had something to do with it. Could it be that Jiahai disliked him for managing too much, recruiting too many people, and strengthening all his own power, so they came here?
No, according to Jiahai's temperament, he would never come here specially because of this. Was that something else that caught their attention? Could it be that the last time you asked the help to find the person in the picture? He was too busy to take it to heart, but he didn't mention it to anyone, and the people of Jiahai shouldn't know about it!
Staring at the brush in his hand, King Yan thought for a while, but he really had no idea. He raised his head and looked at the person sitting beside him. He couldn't help but ask, "Why did the island owner come to Yan Kingdom?"
"Borrow 30,000 elites." The guard standing behind Ye Mo said coldly.
That icy biting voice echoed in the hall, causing King Yan to shiver all over, and he couldn't help shivering. Elite 30,000! Jia Hai came here this time to borrow troops? The light in the black eyes flickered, and King Yan squeezed his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Island master, this is a bit difficult for a strong man. My country of Yan is not as good as the country of Jin and Long, and the 30,000 elite soldiers are really..."
Jing, there was no sound in the whole hall, even if he complained and complained, Ye Mo sat there, sipping his tea lightly, without saying a word. That breezy look is so casual and natural. No matter who it is in the eyes of anyone, it is enjoyment. But in the eyes of King Yan, this is the early stage of the storm, and it may break out at any time!
In this palace, there are his men and horses everywhere, but all of them together, they are not as powerful as the eight people behind Ye Mo. Just standing there, they feel that the situation has changed dramatically. With his heart pounding, King Yan clenched his hands tightly and couldn't help but say, "Islander, my country's troops are really not strong, what do you think about the three thousand?"
There was no sound, the person sitting there casually opened the book and looked at the words on it. King Yan could just see the words on the page. It was all about the art of war and the way of war. I don't know if Ye Mo was intentional or not. Yes, on the page that was turned over, a few words were written, those who refuse to accept it will be killed.
The face of King Yan, who was sitting on needles, became extremely ugly, his hands trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Then, what do you think of the five thousand?"
"Wow..." The pages of the book in his hand turned, and after Ye Mo quickly finished the book, he picked up another book indifferently, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.
When King Yan saw it, his breath was stagnant, and the people in front of him actually laughed at the four big characters of the Art of War. What's so funny about this. Could it be that he was trying to suppress him with the art of war? Although Jiahai's power is strong, but all the manpower is lacking, if it really fights, it will hurt both sides! A Jiahai power, he is not enough...
Seeing that Ye Mo stretched out his hand, took out the little gecko on the page, grabbed its tail and pulled it, the smart gecko shuddered, and immediately broke off his tail and ran away, but Ye Mo looked at the half tail in his hand with disappointment. .
In order to save his life, he would rather break half of his own tail, isn't it obvious what this means? Either it all falls into his hands, or like this gecko, hand over 30,000 troops and let him hold it in his hands! It is difficult for the Yan Kingdom to send 30,000 elites, but compared with the entire Yan Kingdom, he would rather hand over this force.
"Come here, go gather the three armies, select 30,000 elites, and hand them over to the island owner." The whole person's cheeks twitched, and King Yan said coldly. The sweat had already wet his clothes. When he finished saying this, his nerves were still highly tense. Looking at the person below, he was suddenly afraid that his answer was too slow, so that he wanted to change it. other conditions.
"It seems that I met an acquaintance. Let's go and go to the temple fair." He stretched out his hand to scratch the child's cheek, He Lanbo smiled softly, and affectionately held Qiu He in his arms, teasing her. The child walked forward with a light smile.
On the other side of the street, the familiar figure was there. There was only one street, one facing north and the other facing south. With just a glance, they could see each other. However, the passing figures all looked at the people around them and left with a light smile.
It's like two parallel lines that never intersect.
"Mu Cangyun, when Xiao Ye goes to the palace, can he really settle King Yan?" With a soft smile, Feng Qingge raised her head and looked at the people around her, her little hand holding his big hand tightly, like a child afraid of getting lost Same.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Mu Cangyun said softly, "You can see how strong Ye Zi is. Do you want to go to the palace?"
"I don't want to." Shaking her head, if she wanted to go, she would have already gone in with Ye Mo just now, and she finally left the palace, so she didn't want to waste time on it.
"Then, let's go to see the temple fair. Many people came here because of its name. We just caught up, so we also went to see it?" Estimating the time Ye Mo went in, they would be able to meet by the time they finished the temple fair. During these hours, Mu Cangyun didn't want to sit here and wait.
The temple fairs of the Yan Kingdom are notoriously miraculous, they respond to every request, whether it is fame, wealth, or beauty, as long as they are sincere and willing to respond, of course, too many people who come here to seek marriage, all come for the person they like. However, Ye Mo lost a chance to watch such a grand temple fair.
The black cloak covered his slender body, and he walked forward step by step. The guards on both sides followed him. Although there were only eight, they were enough to shock the surrounding generals. Before reaching the solemn temple, the people inside immediately stepped forward to greet him, hooked their waists, and greeted his arrival.
"I don't know if the island owner is here, please include a lot, island owner, please here." The innermost person stepped out, dressed in golden yellow robes, all woven from gold threads, wearing a jade inlaid gold crown on his head, and a belt on his belt. It is also inlaid with all kinds of jade, and it is worn on the wrist with the gold bracelet and jade. It looks really, dazzling!
Half-close her eyes, Ye Mo raised her hand slightly and made a gesture of begging, but walked out very gently towards the front, and took the initiative to sit in the guest seat after entering the hall. Anyone entering the hall is not allowed to wear weapons. The eight guards behind him, still holding their knives, entered and stood behind him in two columns.
The silent majesty is suffocating. If it wasn't for the arrival of the people in front of him, even King Yan couldn't believe that they really came. Silent, just like a ghost, even walking is silent. That feeling of being surrounded by no one, but opening your eyes and finding a group of people around you is really terrifying.
The cold sweat on his forehead fell, and the brush that King Yan held in his hand trembled. Thinking back on what he had done, no matter what it was, it had nothing to do with Jiahai, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it had something to do with it. Could it be that Jiahai disliked him for managing too much, recruiting too many people, and strengthening all his own power, so they came here?
No, according to Jiahai's temperament, he would never come here specially because of this. Was that something else that caught their attention? Could it be that the last time you asked the help to find the person in the picture? He was too busy to take it to heart, but he didn't mention it to anyone, and the people of Jiahai shouldn't know about it!
Staring at the brush in his hand, King Yan thought for a while, but he really had no idea. He raised his head and looked at the person sitting beside him. He couldn't help but ask, "Why did the island owner come to Yan Kingdom?"
"Borrow 30,000 elites." The guard standing behind Ye Mo said coldly.
That icy biting voice echoed in the hall, causing King Yan to shiver all over, and he couldn't help shivering. Elite 30,000! Jia Hai came here this time to borrow troops? The light in the black eyes flickered, and King Yan squeezed his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Island master, this is a bit difficult for a strong man. My country of Yan is not as good as the country of Jin and Long, and the 30,000 elite soldiers are really..."
Jing, there was no sound in the whole hall, even if he complained and complained, Ye Mo sat there, sipping his tea lightly, without saying a word. That breezy look is so casual and natural. No matter who it is in the eyes of anyone, it is enjoyment. But in the eyes of King Yan, this is the early stage of the storm, and it may break out at any time!
In this palace, there are his men and horses everywhere, but all of them together, they are not as powerful as the eight people behind Ye Mo. Just standing there, they feel that the situation has changed dramatically. With his heart pounding, King Yan clenched his hands tightly and couldn't help but say, "Islander, my country's troops are really not strong, what do you think about the three thousand?"
There was no sound, the person sitting there casually opened the book and looked at the words on it. King Yan could just see the words on the page. It was all about the art of war and the way of war. I don't know if Ye Mo was intentional or not. Yes, on the page that was turned over, a few words were written, those who refuse to accept it will be killed.
The face of King Yan, who was sitting on needles, became extremely ugly, his hands trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Then, what do you think of the five thousand?"
"Wow..." The pages of the book in his hand turned, and after Ye Mo quickly finished the book, he picked up another book indifferently, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.
When King Yan saw it, his breath was stagnant, and the people in front of him actually laughed at the four big characters of the Art of War. What's so funny about this. Could it be that he was trying to suppress him with the art of war? Although Jiahai's power is strong, but all the manpower is lacking, if it really fights, it will hurt both sides! A Jiahai power, he is not enough...
Seeing that Ye Mo stretched out his hand, took out the little gecko on the page, grabbed its tail and pulled it, the smart gecko shuddered, and immediately broke off his tail and ran away, but Ye Mo looked at the half tail in his hand with disappointment. .
In order to save his life, he would rather break half of his own tail, isn't it obvious what this means? Either it all falls into his hands, or like this gecko, hand over 30,000 troops and let him hold it in his hands! It is difficult for the Yan Kingdom to send 30,000 elites, but compared with the entire Yan Kingdom, he would rather hand over this force.
"Come here, go gather the three armies, select 30,000 elites, and hand them over to the island owner." The whole person's cheeks twitched, and King Yan said coldly. The sweat had already wet his clothes. When he finished saying this, his nerves were still highly tense. Looking at the person below, he was suddenly afraid that his answer was too slow, so that he wanted to change it. other conditions.
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