The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 365

[365. Chapter 365 Dark Arrow]

Luo City, Zong Zhengming’s study.

Wei Zhen was summoned to enter the door, and saw the two His Royal Highnesses sitting on the head. One person in a white brocade robe and one person in a black uniform, each sat on the Taishi chair with completely different expressions. The Fifth Highness was holding a blue and white porcelain cup, and his eyes were warm and graceful behind the mist. On the other hand, the master of his family was leaning on the backrest with one hand on his elbow. In the slightly closed phoenix eyes, the eyes are deep and sharp.

No wonder there are so many women in the boudoir in Beijing who admire his Highness. Although His Royal Highness is also handsome, but in front of the master, he lacks an intimidating look.

It’s a pity that this expression is too compelling. So far, only Master Yao can stand it alone, and he can still jump around in front of His Highness, and even occasionally provoke him once in a while.

“How?” Zong Zhenglin pointed at the case with his other hand, and Wei Zhen knew that this one had lost patience.

“The other end has acted according to the agreement. Only Chunyu Jiahe suggested that he hopes to bring back his long-lost sister soon.”

Wei Zhen couldn’t help but look up before His Highness’s instructions…Yes, his master is completely closed. Looking at his eyes, it was obvious that he did not take the General Zhengxi from Mobei in his eyes.

“The message has passed, Moganling, don’t delay.”

After Wei Zhen retreated, Zong Zhengming refilled the tea himself, and seeing the silence of the man beside him, he knew that he was really tired. After all, after discussing matters all night for three consecutive days, and going to and from the army twice, the mental and physical exhaustion can be seen.

“Aren’t you going to rest in the back?” This was the first time since he brought Mu Shi to the door, and Zong Zhengming walked away when he saw that he was not done.

“It won’t be too late.” On the way back to the city, he was mistaken for Zong Zhengming. Going back to the house at this time, it only disturbed her.

Seeing that his forehead was still full of steam, he took a cold shower. He was closing his eyes to adjust his breath. Zong Zhengming put down the tea cup and slowly moved his eyes away. “She’s not necessarily afraid.”

What Zong Zhenglin’s actions meant, you can guess with just a little thought. If you value her so much, why should you underestimate her in this matter?

Fu forehead smiled, Zong Zhenglin lifted the hem of his clothes and stood up slowly. “She is definitely not afraid.” But he didn’t want to disturb her peace.

In October of the fifteenth year of Zhanghe, the two armies fought fiercely at Moganling for nine days. Mobei dispatched an army of more than 110,000 troops, led by the hussar general Tuoba Hong, and finally broke the Great Wei Kunmu Pass and won the biggest victory since the two armies fought.

The coach of the West Route Army, veteran Fu Dongguo was shot down by Tuoba Hong with an arrow in the chest, and deputy commander Chen Jingliang was ordered to take over Fu Dongguo’s leadership position and lead the remaining troops to retreat to Xicheng.

After the war, the people in Mobei were so popular that they were already eyeing Xicheng. In view of the weakness of the Great Wei and the Central Army, the East Route Army will not retreat, and the damage is too much, and it is very difficult to advance to the hinterland of Mobei. After weighing it again and again, the King of Mobei finally approved Tuoba Hong’s request, and Ziqihe was entrusted to transfer troops to Kunmu.

The war was lost, and Shengjing was full of gloom and gloom. The most hated and hard to bear is the Prince Zong Zhenghui. The great opportunity that was so easily won was handed over to Fu Dongguo’s useless man in vain.

Who is Chen Jingliang? However, Emperor Yuancheng newly promoted a group of young generals. I have never even been on the battlefield before, and I have a lot of ability to talk about soldiers on paper. Such an important position was actually taken by a poor family warrior, Zong Zhenghui was stagnant, and his anger was burning extremely vigorously.

If the Crown Prince knew, Chen Jingliang was not only from a poor family, but from a century-old family in Shengjing City, only inferior to the Chen family’s direct lineage, who was only inferior to the Helian family. I’m afraid I’m going to vomit blood.

Since Chen Jingliang took over as the head coach, compared to the veteran Fu Dongguo who had racked his brains to ask for reinforcements, the young general issued a very tough military order in a head-on battle.

Retreat to Xicheng, even if the last person fights, he will have to delay the army of 150,000 invaders in Mobei for at least half a month.

After reading the secret report, Mu Xiyao’s mind came to the map that Zong Zhenglin had laid out under her nose that day. One hand on the fence, leaning on the fence to look into the distance. Very far away, the clouds are heavy, and the wind and rain are about to come.

In Shengjing, there was a group of courtiers in the morning. Except for the emperor’s confidants, everyone next to him was divided into two factions. At a critical juncture for Chen Jingliang, he couldn’t hold on to anything, and his face was red with arguing.

Emperor Yuan Cheng looked on with a cold eye, and saw clearly the faces of the people below. After the people below were arguing enough, he spoke lightly.

“Prince. What’s your opinion on this matter?”

Zong Zhenghui was instantly refreshed when Emperor Yuan Cheng asked him to reply. “Father, my son thinks that Chen Jingliang is really a man of fame and fame, and he has no real ability. At this moment, this person faced the attack of 150,000 troops from Mobei, even if he did not ask for help from Huizhou and Jinzhou, he would not stop. It’s time to stay behind closed doors. What’s more, this person is so happy that he dares to order to delay the other party for at least half a month with the power of an army.” After the

triumphant remarks, Zong Zhenghui consciously said something, and it was very reasonable. It is a pity that the emperor only glanced at him, and then turned his eyes with a cold face.

Helianzhang caught sight of the prince’s face turning red, and he couldn’t help sighing, it was really mud that couldn’t support the wall. Why didn’t he think about it, in Chen Jingliang’s military order, why did he value the 15th day, and even if he fought to the death, he had to contain Mo Bei.

“Old eighth, what do you say?” After the prince passed, Emperor Yuancheng asked Zong Zhenghan to reply. This time everyone pricked up their ears, waiting to see what this person who was favored in front of the emperor had to say.

“Father Emperor, Chen Jingliang, who can defy all opinions at this time, retain the military force to retreat to Xicheng, and order to defend the main force of the enemy army, it should be a desperate gamble to win the fighter for the Central Army and the East Road. Since the West Road is lost, this is the case. If Wei wants to turn defeat into victory, he must gain something in the other two ways. Since he indicated that it would be delayed for half a month, the son expected that there should have been a letter to the central army or the east route. Next, the battle between the two armies may be more intense. ”

In your opinion, his plan may work?” The meaning behind these words is that Emperor Yuan Cheng agreed with Zong Zhenghan’s previous remarks. Chen Jingliang is not to blame for doing so. In this way, the prince’s face is even more ugly.

Zong Zhenghan pondered for a while, and in his drooping eyes, the viciousness was immediately released. “If all parties are able to deploy well, there may still be a battle.”

Among the civil servants, Qinglin, the minister of households, raised his eyes slightly. He stared at the back of the man standing in the center of Qinzheng Hall, but for a moment, he withdrew his gaze and nodded respectfully.

All parties are able to deploy effectively, and food and grass are naturally counted among them. The people standing at the bottom are all human beings. Hearing the Eighth Highness’s reply at this moment, what he said is reasonable, and he said it in an upright manner. Only this food and grass… It is really intriguing.

In Shengjing City, everyone who has some fundamentals knows that the Central Army and the East Road have been in a hurry for food and grass for some time. At this time, I mentioned the matter of dispatching… The Eighth Highness’s intention, does it mean that if the Mobei war fails again, it will be counted on those two heads in the end?

[End of This Chapter]