Emperor Yan used tricks to make Qiqi have to marry away. He endured it.

He also endured changing the escort of his relatives.

Now, hearing the news that the life and death of July 7th is unknown, when he looked up at Emperor Yan, he found that he didn't even bother to pretend a trace of heartache in his eyes, as if he was still looking forward to the result.

Did he make up his mind at the beginning to make Qiqi a chess piece that could help him expand his territory and abandon it when he ran out?

Yan Tianji's eyes were getting colder and colder. He slowly sat back in his chair.

"In that case, the princess of Dayan can't be heard from as soon as she arrives in the north. Well, send some skilled experts to inquire in the north. If the princess is okay, it's all right, otherwise..."

For this reason, Emperor Yan's ambition has become clear.

Under normal circumstances, in laws related to the friendly exchanges between the two countries, if there is no news, they will post official documents at the first time and send them to the marriage country at an accelerated speed to ask whether the princess is well.

The second is to send a group of high-ranking missions to the north to witness the visit. After all, seeing is believing.

However, as the king of a country, Emperor Yan did not consider these two feasible schemes, but half told song Qingyuan to select only a few skilled experts to inquire!

The northern kingdom is a subsidiary of the state of Yan. Do you still need to sneak around? What's more, to see the noble and pro princess.

Yan Tianji has been immersed in officialdom for many years. Now he has already understood the meaning of Emperor Yan's words.

He is determined to find a suitable reason to start a war!

And seven seven is the best introduction to this war!

No wonder Xu Shian handed over all the official congratulatory gifts to the Ministry of war. After that, Emperor Yan met Longyan Dayue and praised him greatly!

If the two countries really go to war, what they lack most is food and grass. Only with silver can they be stable. Relying on Yan's millions of powerful teachers, it will be sooner or later to subdue the north.

Now the discussion in the Imperial Hall is completely regardless of the life and death of Qi Qi. Don't you want to pay attention to him, the first-class general?

Yan Tianji gradually tightened his hand holding the pear flowers and trees, his eyes were heavy, and he had an idea in his heart

Different from the treacherous situation in Yan Guochao hall, Yan Qiqi, who is now "missing" in the situation of all parties, is leaning against the low table in the mountain Pavilion behind the imperial Medical College, listening to Jingyun fiddling with the strings.

She really knows nothing about the rhythm of playing the piano. She can't understand the way that mountains and rivers meet bosom friends, and she can't smell the strings and know elegance.

It's sunny outside. Although the sun is burning, it just looks comfortable and warm under the protection of the shade of the trees. People will get up when they are warm. She yawned without scruples. Her voice was buzzing, "young master Jing, when will the horse car that takes us to the Regent's residence for treatment come?"

The last few trills settled, and Jingyun's hand returned. He put the Liuhui Qin aside and sipped a sip of tea before he replied, "soon."

I knew I couldn't ask the truth from him.

She simply changed to a more comfortable position so that she could evenly bask in the warm sun. Her tone was a little teasing, "young master Jing, is your other identity a zither player? How much money is it for playing so well? "

When Jing Yun heard the speech, his hand was slightly stung, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, the sun hit his cheek, and his eyelashes threw a shallow shadow on his eyelids, masking the fast flashing light in his eyes. He said very seriously, "you are the first to listen to me."

What he said was true and false. Yan Qiqi didn't have time to investigate.

Even if Yan Qiqi didn't understand the rhythm, he still felt that there seemed to be a sense of sadness in the music played by Jing Yun.

This tone sounded a little confused in the morning. She just had something to ask him, so she turned off the topic, "that's my honor. By the way, I remember one thing. You won the first place in the competition of the imperial medical college. There's no suspense. You've got the silver. What about the prize?"

Jing Yun's hand paused, as if he didn't respond, "prize?"

Yan Qiqi stood up opposite his four eyes. She didn't see the deliberate cover up in his eyes. Her eyebrows were slightly clustered, so she had to say according to the truth, "it's the ink Buddha hand."

Incense swirled on the low table in the pavilion, and the light smoke rose slowly along the breeze. When Jing Yun was very close, Yan Qiqi felt that he couldn't see his face clearly.

The interrupted piano sound sounded again, as if it was a little more sonorous than when I first heard it. I only heard the faint sound of Jingyun, "that thing is of no use to me. Put it away."

Yan Qi was delighted.

"Since it's useless for you to take it, can you give it to me?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jing Yun's bright eyes glanced at her slightly, "what do you want this to do?"

Yan Qi heard a stem in his throat and didn't know how to answer.

She can't tell the truth, because she's 16 and hasn't been here for a month. Must she rely on medication?

It's too hard to say.

Jing Yun's eyes were too hot. She subconsciously wanted to escape. Her hand unconsciously rubbed the money pocket tied around her waist.

He knew that the money pocket had been filled with silver before, but in recent days, when Jingyun saw Yan Qiqi take out a jade pendant from there. The jade was crystal clear. At first glance, it was not an ordinary product, and the ears on the jade had been worn for some years. It was a personal ornament worn by men.

Jing Yun's eyes tightened.

"It's not impossible to give it to you..."

"Really?" Yan Qiqi was overjoyed at the play.

"But I have a condition." Jing Yun was always persuasive. Unfortunately, Yan Qiqi, who was dazzled by joy, didn't feel cheated at all. Instead, he nodded happily, "you said, I have silver. Don't let you give it in vain“

What she thought was too simple.

Seeing her happy appearance, Jing Yun continued to coax her, "how many do you have?"

"How many..." Yan Qiqi thought he really wanted to sell the medicine to her. His face was overjoyed. He naturally pulled out the money bag from his waist. The mouth of the money bag was tied tightly. She pulled it for a long time before opening it. Finally, she was impatient and simply shook off all the things in the money bag with the tail of the money bag.