Chapter 497: Courier in Beijing
Chapter 497 The messenger enters Beijing
It is cold now, and the Huns lack food and clothing. If they do not attack Daqi, their people will starve to death, so whether the Huns are willing or not, they will send troops. As the weather turns colder day by day, the atmosphere in the camp becomes more and more tense. , the original four teams of officers and soldiers are rotated, but now it has been expanded to eight teams, and Wen Yuanliang is still secretly recruiting troops.
Of course, it is necessary to spend money to recruit troops and horses. With such a large gap, the little things that their father and son scooped are simply not enough. In desperation, Wen Yuanliang asked Zhuo Bufan again, "Sir, you are also a military advisor! A clever woman is hard to cook without rice, I am a stumped clever woman now, you hurry up and think of a way, I need money, a lot of money!"
Zhuo Bufan raised his eyelids, let out a sigh of relief, and changed his posture to continue reading.
Wen Yuanliang turned to the other side and continued grinding.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were dizzy, he put down the book impatiently, and frowned, "I'm not the Ministry of Household, let alone the treasury, where can I go to get you money? This world belongs to King Dingbei's son, you If you are short of money, go to the emperor!"
Wen Yuanliang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head decisively, "No way, I've looked for him many times, and now King Dingbei wants to walk around when he sees me, either avoiding me or ignoring me because he is sick, and asking someone to take me there. Wandering around the warehouse, hum! It is so poor that even mice dislike it, it must have been moved away long ago, where did it lie to fool me!
It's a pity that it was the emperor, I couldn't do anything about him, so I could only come back in despair, sir, now is a critical moment, you can't wait for help! "
Zhuo Bufan was speechless. He glanced at Wen Yuanliang and asked in a low voice, "What happened to the Tubo side?"
"Tubo?" Wen Yuanliang frowned, shook his head and said, "My father is guarding Boerjiang. He didn't say anything about the situation. Jiang Chengxuan should be fine, do you want them to do it now?"
Zhuo Bufan waved his hand, "Don't worry, those people will act according to chance, I mean if there is a situation on the Tibetan side, you and the Huns will go to war again, we are under a lot of pressure!"
Wen Yuanliang: "."
He was silent for a long time, then asked with difficulty: "Sir, is there really no way?"
"Yes!" Zhuo Bufan patted his thigh and stood up, startling Wen Yuanliang, he asked in confusion, "What can I do?"
Zhuo Bufan looked deep into the distance, "Attack Tubo, rob Tubo's money and troops to deal with the Huns."
Wen Yuanliang almost choked to death on his own saliva, widened his eyes and said incredulously: "Sir, are you crazy? What if we attack Tibet at this time, what if the Tibetans and the Huns join forces?"
Zhuo Bufan smiled meaningfully, and said meaningfully: "The emperor must have a way."
What's with this wretched smile? Wen Yuanliang said that he really couldn't understand it!
Because Zhuo Bufan didn't understand, and Zhuo Bufan didn't tell him clearly, he could only return to the sand plain with full of doubts in his stomach. In the case of lack of troops and food, in order to reduce the casualties caused by the war, he could only Touching his chin, he did the wicked thing he once spurned, and asked Bian Chen to lead people to dig traps on the sandy plain.
Before, the Huns also set up ambush in a small area, and the distance between the traps is quite far. Go, so riddled with holes, it's impossible to see.
What is even more amazing is that he asked Qiongzhu and several lieutenants to send people to do the same.
When the news reached Zhuo Bufan's ears, he just pouted and cursed, "Idiot!"
After seven or eight days, Wen Youshan, who was guarding the Boer River, suddenly rode his horse and whipped into the Dingbei Palace, "Report! The official is anxious to see the prince, and the imperial envoy Jiang Chengxuan, who was sent to Tibet, was unfortunately killed."
His voice was so loud that almost everyone outside the Dingbei Palace heard it, so the news of the death of the imperial envoy to Tibet spread from ten to ten.
The messenger sent from Mobei to the imperial court rushed through the night with a rush of 100,000 hurricanes, and exhausted eight horses to enter the capital when the heavy snow closed the capital.
The bright flag behind him was waving in the cold wind, and the soldiers on the observation deck could see their shadows ten miles away. When they were three miles away, the outline became clearer and clearer, and when they were one mile away, Mingshuo shouted, "Quickly open the city gate, Qing Zhuque Street, Chuan Zhongcheng defender."
The city gate opened wide, but after a short while, the messenger who came from Mobei was wearing a snowstorm, riding a horse and jumping into the city. A road had been cleared in the center of Suzaku Street. Arrive at Midtown.
Zheng Ying had been prepared for a long time, and after confirming that the person who came was indeed a Mobei messenger, he let him go.
The messenger entered the palace smoothly and entered the imperial study room
Before the messenger left the imperial study, the entire capital, from the prince to the merchants and pawns, all knew that Mobei had important news to enter the capital, but it was unknown what happened.
Everyone habitually ran to Du Shoufu's house, wanting to inquire about news, but the royal clan stared at Prince Li, who was the most blood-related royal relative to the emperor. If he didn't even know about it, they would really I don't know who to ask.
The two people who were stared at each other sent people to each other's house to inquire about the news. After hearing the report from the servant, they were dumbfounded.
Before everyone could guess the result, the city gate was intentional to move again, but this time it was obviously not as urgent as the Mobei messenger. The imperial envoy who came back seemed to have brought a lot of local specialties. No one else could see it, and when he came back, he couldn't see the end of the carriage alone.
Mingshuo blinked fiercely, and after confirming that these people came back from Lingnan, he murmured in shock: "My mother! When did the King of Lingnan become so generous, what kind of treasures he brought back."
Not only Ming Shuo was scratching his head, but everyone who was staring at the city gate received news that before the convoy had completely entered the city, some people sent people out to watch, and when they arrived in the city, there were even more of them.
The old **** of Wen Youcheng was sitting on the ground in the carriage, and he didn't get off until the carriage stopped outside the Meridian Gate, and entered the palace with a calm pace.
As a result, all the civil and military officials were called into the palace at the time of the non-early court - the upper court!
Mr. Feng Ge tilted his official hat and kept murmuring to Mr. Xu: "Have you received any rumors over there?"
"No! I was wandering outside just now! I ran back when I saw the imperial envoy came back. As a result, as soon as I got home, people from the palace came, and I forgot to comb my hair without looking at me!"
Speaking of hair, Mr. Xu subconsciously looked at Mr. Feng's head, and seeing that his official hat was crooked, he quickly helped him straighten, only to find that there was a large bruise on his forehead, and his eyes suddenly widened, " How are you injured?"
(end of this chapter)