"Well," Mo Junyi's eyes are full of appreciation, "the analysis is reasonable. Then what do you think should be done before you can call you back together? I have already joined the twelve decrees, and I still can't pursue them Back to this wild horse. "

"Why do you want to get it back?" Su Biluo shook his chestnut fan, "The courtiers are only opposed to the battle between Beimo and Dongling, but they are not against Xianggong to go to the frontier to fight. This time, he just happened to be suitable to show the national power, Secondly, even if he does not go, Nailing Yichen is imperative to get back the barbarian Ke, and he will still attack. So, it is time to go. "

Mo Junyi thought carefully, and agreed: "Su Biluo, you're talking about it. You say, how do you solve this problem?"

"The key to the solution lies in Manyu Ke," Su Biluo no longer circumvented the elbow, seeing the blood in a pinch, "The emperor should send Manyu Ke back to Nanman, not to Bianguan to Ling Yichen."

"Oh?" Mo Junyi realized.

Su Biluo smiled slightly: "On the one hand, I sent directly to the border to Ling Yichen. It seemed that I was too weak in Beimo. Secondly, only when I sent the barbarian back to Nanman would Lingyichen lose the excuse to attack Beimo. And General Mo will withdraw immediately. One eager to marry, one eager to stop, just resolve this contradiction! "

"Hahaha--" Mo Junyi laughed, "It's that simple?"

"Yes," Su Biluo said from the channel, "It's that simple! The so-called 'the ringer must be connected to the ringer', the simplest and often the most effective way."

"Okay," Mo Junyi decisively said, "That's it, I immediately decided to send someone back to Nanman."

"Be slow! The imperial decree is slow!" Su Biluo sighed softly and knelt down to ask, "The imperial decree is too cruel. After all, the Manyu Ke is the sweetheart of the old ancestor. Is n’t it the best of both worlds? When General Mozambique returns to the dynasty, he will not blame the emperor and affect your emperor ’s feelings. "

"Well," Mo Junyi reassured, "Ma's understanding is very rare. Then there is Mrs. Law. I only hope that Mrs. Do not forget to promise me anything."

Su Biluo said that he did not forget, and then retreated. Mo Junyi looked at her confident and free and easy back, her eyes straightened, and she couldn't get back to life for a long time.

When Su Biluo returned to the General Mansion, he was persuaded, coaxed, reasoned, and presented the facts to Man Yu Ke. He couldn't convince Man Yu Ke.

Mo Xiangjun threatened her with her death, leaving Mo Zichen in danger, and leaving the people of Beimo affected. She feared Ling Yichen over all justice and mercy.

She firmly believed that Mo Zichen would win Ling Yichen.

Su Bilu smiled bitterly: "It may be no problem if you are fighting alone. But the two countries are fighting, but the strength of the two countries is competing. The Mo Jiajun is brave and brave, and can't stand the food and grass. You will put the food in Nanban at that time. Would you like to wrap up the Mojiajun? "

Manyu Ke was silent, and there was a lot of sorrow in his eyebrows.

Su Biluo continued to persuade: "If you go back, when you return, Ling Yichen will inevitably withdraw your troops. At that time, I will go to Nanban with your big cousin and personally persuade your father and queen not to push you into the hot kang? I will take His Majesty ’s will, as you said before, to persuade the Nanman and Beimo Alliance to suppress Dongling one after the other, and we will never have to be afraid again. We are a family, how can Nanman and Beimo not Become a family? "

This remark really came to the heart of the barbaric language. Man Yu Ke's eyes lit up, and firmly grasped Su Biluo's hand.

"So, when the time comes, will you agree that I marry my big cousin?"

"This ..." Su Biluo looked embarrassed, with a black line on his forehead.