After entering the tent, Li Chuyun looked at him with a sharp look like a knife. He just now gave Murong Yanzhao the power. So many officials of all sizes of the Privy Council followed him sensiblely and sensiblely. Sun Yue was troublesome, which gave Murong Yanzhao face, but where did he put his face?

Sun Yue ignored him. His official position was low and far away from Li Chuyun, so he simply brought a small stool on his own and sat leisurely in the big tent almost close to the door.

After a while, Murong Yanzhao finally led the generals of all sizes and looked up. Li Chuyun knew the right amount and did not sit in the first position. He kept the position of the head coach for him. Then he sat down naturally and said, "Since Li Jian is anxious to hold a meeting, let's have a chance, Li Jian, what's your idea? Take it out and discuss it. Should we fight Jingnan first or Hu-nan first."

The capital of Jingnan is Jiangling City, which is the later generations of Hu-North Jingzhou, and Hu-Nan is the later generations of Hu-Nan. From a geographical point of view, they are now in Xiangyang, so they are naturally closer to Jiangling, and the Yangtze River is still separated from the two places.

However, from a political perspective, they received a letter of help from Zhou Baoquan to help Zhou Baoquan quell the rebellion. This is their name for his military mission. As for Jingnan, they are honest, and they have reached the point of three tributes per month. Although everyone knows in their hearts that they must have to destroy Jingnan when they come out, but the statement here is quite big.

This is not a military issue, it is a purely political issue.

So, Murong Yanzhao simply threw out this question first and asked Li Chuyun about his opinion, what is the military supervisor? Who would he blame this political blame? It is indeed more appropriate for Li Chuyun to decide.

Li Chuyun was confident and said, "I thought I could send an envoy first, ask Jingnan to borrow a road, prepare some military supplies, and then send three thousand navy troops to help us attack Zhang Wenbiao. If he did not allow it, there would be nothing to say. I would conquer Jiangling City first."

Murong Yanzhao and the generals nodded after hearing this. Are they trying to destroy Guo? They have become old-fashioned strategies, but the strategy is not about whether they are old or not, but whether they are useful. Since Jingnan has been vain to the Song Dynasty, it is natural that he borrows troops. If he refuses, he will not have any psychological burden to beat him.

This is a naked plot.

"So, Li Jian, who do you think is better to send as this messenger?"

"This magistrate thinks that Sun Yue, the new military chief, is more suitable."

ha?

Sun Yue was shocked, I, the messenger, went to Jiangling? This script is wrong! Shouldn’t it be Ding Deyu in history?

Murong Yanzhao frowned when he heard this, and his expression suddenly became dark.

If you do a job well, it will naturally be a great achievement. But if you don’t do it well, it will be a job that will lose your head. The plan of destroying Guo has been more than a thousand years. Unless the people of Jingnan are collectively mentally retarded, it will be impossible to see through it. The possibility of being angry and angrily cut and killing messengers can be said to be extremely high. With Sun Yue’s talent and age, there is no need to take this life-long danger to gain such credit.

In Murong Yanzhao's view, Li Chuyun is taking revenge on the public, just because Sun Yue said a few words to him and gave him a way out, he was going to force Sun Yue to die!

Not to mention that the Sun family and their family are family friends, even if Sun Yue is the first time he met someone he didn't know, he would not agree. Otherwise, how could he be the head coach in the future? Does he want to be face-saving, the number one soldier in the world?

"If I remember correctly, Sun Dujian is only 11 years old. Such a burden on the country is under a child, it would be a bit of a joke. Li Jian should change someone else."

"Mr. Murong was surprised by this. No matter how old he was this year, since he was wearing the official uniform of the Privy Council, he was no longer a child. This was a military camp. Do you have to say whether to respect the elderly and love the young? Sun Dujian is my first child prodigy in the Song Dynasty and a generation of sweet sons. Let him go, so that the local buns in Jingnan can see that my Song Dynasty is outstanding and powerful."

When Murong Yanzhao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his pale face turned red, and his fists clenched with blue veins, and he said in a deep voice: "Sun Dujian should be just a military Dujian. How many ranks does he have in the Privy Council? It is not appropriate to let him do a sesame official like him as a sesame official. Don't let Gao Jichong mistakenly think that our Song Dynasty is arrogant. I think this way. Our army has been in Shannan for a long time and is more familiar with the customs and customs of Jingnan. I'd better send someone to be this messenger."

Li Chuyun said: "The general is so bad. Although the position of Sun Dujian is low, it is a disciple personally accepted by Zhao Shumi himself. He asked him to go on an envoy. This is what makes me sincere in the Song Dynasty. Of course, if Sun Dujian is timid and afraid of death and is unwilling to be this messenger, it would be nothing. I will change another person."

As he said that, Li Chuyun looked at Sun Yue with a smile.

Based on his impression of Sun Yue, this child was a fear of death. Zhao Pu was so embarrassed that he was reluctant to join the army, let alone on a mission? What's more, he had a strong future and could not make a way to reach the sky.

He was not forced to force Sun Yue to die. As long as Sun Yue said the word "fear" in this big tent, his purpose was achieved. He was a prodigy of the Privy Council and Zhao Pu's personal disciple, but he was afraid of death in the military tent. He was afraid that he would follow him for the rest of his life. He dared not say that he would cut off his path to the sky, and it would be fine to delay him for three or five years.

Of course, Murong Yanzhao also understood this truth. He was furious when he heard this. He slapped the table hard, his eyes were full of fierce lights, and he shouted: "My surname is Li, did you give you some face? I really think I am handsome but can't make me beat me?"

After all, Murong Yanzhao is a veteran on the battlefield. When he got angry, he felt that the murderous intent was coming to his face. Sun Yue could feel it even far away from him. Unfortunately, his body was really not good. If he didn't cover his mouth and cough after roaring, his momentum would be even more strong.

Li Chuyun is not a literati who only knows how to read decades later. To be honest, it is hard to say whether he is a literati in essence. Such a momentum naturally cannot scare him. Instead, he saw Murong Yanzhao's miserable appearance of coughing and vomiting blood. A trace of disdain flashed across the corners of his eyes and snorted coldly:

"Hmph, what does the Grand Marshal mean? I can't understand the situation. Is this the military supervisor? Why can't Sun Yue go? This is the right and responsibility of my military supervisor. I really don't know what kind of idleness the Grand Marshal is. Besides, Sun Dujian is from my Privy Council. Why are you doing this for him like this? Sun Yue! I ask you, do you dare not go?"
Chapter completed!