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After another moment of silence, Princess Yongjia said, "I will find a way to allow you to escort the grain and grass to the northern border with 5,000 guards."

"But these food and fodder will definitely not reach the northern border in the end. Without food and fodder and military supplies, Li Yunzhou will not be able to hold out for long."

"When Li Yunzhou can no longer hold on, let Li Yunhuai take over the army with food and military supplies."

After a brief thought, Chen Ping knew that Princess Yongjia's idea was feasible. In winter warfare, food and military supplies are the foundation. Without food, even the god of war cannot win the battle.

Li Chaoyun hesitated to speak, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Can't we let my father go?"

Third brother Li Yunhuai is really not someone who can go to the battlefield.

Princess Yongjia shook her head and said, "Your father can't go. Li Yunzhou is also your father's bloodline. Your third brother must go for this matter. Let him take the opportunity to seize military power."

She didn't want to say more to Li Chaoyun, so she turned around and told Chen Ping: "Go now and stop Hong Ziyi."

After Chen Ping left, Princess Yongjia went to Li Jingchuan's study again.

At this time, Li Jingchuan and Yang Wenshi were sitting opposite each other in the study.

Yang Wenshi held the teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes and said nothing. Li Jingchuan's idea made him feel awkward, so he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Jingchuan tried to persuade him again, "Brother Wenshi, is there really no room for negotiation?"

Yang Wenshi put down his teacup, shook his head and said, "Don't embarrass me, my Lord. The five thousand guards of the Crown Prince should either break into the West Mountain Camp or return to the Northern Frontier and break into the army."

Li Jingchuan sighed, looking sad.

"Brother Wenshi, I don't want to keep these 5,000 guards. It's just that after the funeral, Yun Si's family will go south to their hometown in Huzhou for burial. I hope these 5,000 guards can protect Yun Si's family as they go south."

"After Yun Si is buried, these five thousand guards will return directly to the Northern Frontier Army."

Yang Wenshi shook his head again, "My Lord, five thousand guards are heading south, how can I decide this?"

"Your Highness can go ask the Emperor. If the Emperor agrees, I will never stop you."

Li Jingchuan wanted to say something else when the door of the study was suddenly pushed open and Princess Yongjia walked in.

Yang Wenshi stood up to salute but was stopped by Princess Yongjia.

"Master Yang, there is no need to be so polite."

After saying that, he turned to face Li Jingchuan and said, "Your Majesty, don't make things difficult for Lord Yang. Let these five thousand guards go back directly."

"As for carrying the coffin south, we can select someone who can be used in the mansion."

"Lord Yang is right. Five thousand guards marching south is no small matter."

Li Jingchuan was stunned for a moment. Didn't she bring up this matter before? Why did she say it again today?

Princess Yongjia took Li Jingchuan's hand and explained, "I have also figured it out. People are gone, but the living still need to live."

"We can't cause trouble to the court because of our own selfishness."

When Li Jingchuan heard her say this, he didn't think much about it and just thought that she had suddenly come to her senses.

When seeing Yang Wenshi off, Princess Yongjia asked casually, "Is it time to send the next batch of grain and grass to the northern border?"

Yang Wenshi replied: "The Ministry of Revenue has already prepared the next batch of food and military supplies. Now we are just waiting for Hong Ziyi to return to Beijing, and then we can escort the next batch of food and military supplies to him."

"Don't worry, Princess. It won't delay the war in the northern border."

Princess Yongjia said apologetically, "Don't blame me for being nosy, Lord Yang. I am also worried about the war in the northern border and am concerned about Yunzhou."

Yang Wenshi nodded and consoled her, "I understand your thoughts, Princess. Please accept my condolences."

For two days, Li Chaoyun stayed here, keeping vigil for his brother and sister-in-law, comforting his father, the king, and his mother, and entertaining relatives and friends who came to pay tribute to Li Yunsi.

Shen Zhao also stayed with them for two days, and was busy and put in a lot of effort.

Later, Princess Yongjia took the Shen family into consideration and asked Li Chaoyun to go back for two days. After all, she was a married daughter, so how could she stay in her parents' home to take care of the funeral?

Li Chaoyun couldn't persuade her, so he had to take the maid back to the Shen family.

When she got off the carriage, Su Qingyu was about to get on and go out.

Behind Su Qingyu's carriage, there was another carriage carrying other things. The curtain of the carriage was blown up by the wind, revealing a corner of the silver-bone charcoal basket.

After she left, Qian Dai, who was supporting Li Chaoyun, couldn't help but say, "The car was full of silver bone charcoal. She would rather give it to others than give it to us."

Li Chaoyun was still immersed in the pain of Li Yunsi's incident. He had no time to care about these baskets of charcoal and didn't even hear what Qiandai said.

He held Qiandai's hand, turned around, got up with Xiaojiao, and returned to Hanshuiyuan.

Su Qingyu was sitting in the carriage, leaning against the wall with her eyes slightly closed.

Pearl knew that she was not asleep, so she said, "Madam, this cart of silver bone charcoal is worth a fortune now."

Su Qingyu chuckled, "Some things cannot be measured with money."

Today, she will deliver these silver bone charcoal to the residence of Yang Wenshi, the Minister of War, and visit the old lady of the Yang family at the same time.

Yang Wenshi's two sons were both officials working outside the city. After his second wife passed away, he and his old lady were the only ones left in the mansion.

The housekeeper had always been in charge of the affairs of the inner house. The Yang family had prepared the charcoal for the winter, but unexpectedly the room where the charcoal was stored caught fire. Two jars of water were poured down, the fire was extinguished, and the charcoal was gone.

Yang Wenshi mentioned yesterday that he was going to buy silver bone charcoal, and Shen Zhixiu heard it, so he asked Su Qingyu to deliver some and visit the old lady of the Yang family.

This is how the relationship between the aristocratic families works, with give and take.

After Su Qingyu arrived at the Yang family, she talked with the old lady of the Yang family for a long time.

Yang Wenshi was busy all day and could only come home to have dinner with her at night. If there was a border war, he would stay in the Ministry of War for several days.

On weekdays, Madam Yang could only talk to the maids and old women in the mansion.

When Su Qingyu came today, she was so happy.

Seeing that Su Qingyu was as young as a flower, had a good appearance, and spoke in a gentle and polite manner, he liked her from the bottom of his heart.

I heard that Su Qingyu came specially to bring her charcoal, and also found a set of top-quality jade headwear for her.

Su Qingyu wanted to sit for a while and then leave, but she couldn't bear to see her like this. She chatted with her for more than an hour before getting up to say goodbye.

Although Old Madam Yang was reluctant to let her go, she knew it was not a good idea to keep her any longer, so she asked her personal nanny to send her out.

When he reached the Chuihua Gate, he happened to meet Yang Wenshi who had just returned home from court.

Su Qingyu stopped and saluted Yang Wenshi.

"Hello, Lord Yang."

Yang Wenshi gave her a false helping hand, "You don't have to be so polite, sister-in-law. I'm really troubling you today."

Su Qingyu said politely, "Lord Yang, you are too kind. Third Master often says that you are like his own brother. My own brother is burning some charcoal, so why would he say thank you or not?"

Yang Wenshi was touched by her words. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Zhixiu, what you said is right. Then I won't be polite."

One of them stood inside the hanging flower gate, and the other stood outside the hanging flower gate.

Just as Su Qingyu was about to say goodbye, she heard a voice behind Yang Wenshi.

"Sir, Hong Ziyi was staying at Lingshan Temple in Tongzhou Prefecture yesterday. When he was going down the mountain, he suddenly broke his leg and returned to Lingshan Temple to recuperate."

"Hong Ziyi may not be able to return to Beijing for ten days or half a month. What should we do with the grain and grass transportation in the northern border? Please give us your instructions, sir."