Wen Xiangyanyu

The next day, Zhang Kan, the deputy commander in chief, led his troops to defeat Barrington's fleeing army and received news that Fengri City had been successfully captured.

Because the king was seriously injured and couldn't afford it, the large troops still stopped camp in Fengri Mountain Col.

Every day, the lieutenant soldiers watched the military doctors coming in and out of the commander's tent, all of them with solemn faces and frowning faces, all of them felt uneasy.

Coming out to fight Barrington was a willful move by King Yi against the will of the court. His Majesty Gein could only achieve success by opening his eyes and closing his eyes. Now that victory is in sight, His Royal Highness King Yi was suddenly seriously injured, and none of them dared to make up his mind whether to continue fighting or not. .

If there is something wrong with the prince, and the battle is abandoned halfway, what awaits them will not be praise, but the court's accountability and His Majesty's anger.

This must be the result that most people do not want to see.

Ling Qiyan walked out of the tent, and Jiang Rong was waiting outside to see him.

"Your Highness is still seriously injured, you should go back."

Jiang Rong seemed to be in disbelief: "Is it true?"

Ling Qiyan nodded without changing his face: "Well, His Highness may not wake up in a short time, so you don't have to wait here."

Since Ling Qiyan insisted on saying this, Jiang Rong tactfully did not expose it, and only said: "Now that Fengri City has fallen, and the Barrington court is in chaos, it must be effortless to attack their capital, and there is no need for reinforcements from my assassination department." , Tomorrow, I will lead my troops back, and I would like to ask Mr. Lao Wen to help me and thank His Highness, thank Your Highness for giving me the opportunity to perform meritorious service in the Ministry of Defense, and the Ministry of Defense is very grateful."

Ling Qiyan said casually: "No need, if there is no timely reinforcement from the Assassins this time, it's hard to say how the war will turn out. Even if our Dacheng army wins, I'm afraid it will not be easy to win. In the battle, you should take the lead, and when His Highness wakes up, I will help you to seek rewards from His Majesty and the court."

Jiang Rong thanked you again.

Ling Qiyan didn't say much to him, and was about to go back to the tent again. When he turned around, Jiang Rong suddenly stopped him and asked: "Mr. Wen, when you and Your Highness return to court in the future, can you still be like today? As a matter of course, speak in His Highness's tone?"

Ling Qiyan raised his eyebrows: "That's natural."

His expression was full of confidence.

Even if he goes back to Beijing, he and Wen Ying will not change.

Jiang Rong's eyes froze slightly: "Okay, in the future, if I have a chance, I will go to Beijing again to meet you and Your Highness."

Ling Qiyan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and went inside.

It was rumored that Wen Ying, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was leaning on the couch at the moment, reading the report that had just been delivered.

Ling Qiyan walked over, peeled an orange with his own hands, broke off a piece, and signaled to Wen Ying: "Open your mouth."

Wen Ying looked at him without moving.

Ling Qiyan clicked his tongue, held the tangerine in his mouth, and bent over to get closer to Wen Ying, looking at him with a bright smile in his eyes.

Wen Yingding looked back at him, opened his lips, and took the orange from his mouth.

Seeing Wen Ying chew and swallow slowly, Ling Qiyan asked him with a smile, "Is it sweet?"

"Ah."

...It's really boring, and I don't know how to say a few more nice words.

Ling Qiyan regretted secretly, why did he set his sights on such a piece of wood.

After eating all the remaining oranges and cleaning his hands, Ling Qiyan sat down leaning against Wen Ying, and read the military report in his hand with him.

After this battle, [-]% of Barrington's [-] soldiers were killed or injured, half of them were captured, and their vitality was severely injured.

Fengri City was occupied, and the Barrington court was completely panicked. Their Khan had already shown signs of abandoning the city and fleeing westward.

Ling Qiyan asked casually: "When will we attack their capital?"

"Just settle the matter here."

Hearing Wen Ying's words with certainty, knowing that he had already arranged everything, Ling Qiyan didn't ask any more questions, and smiled at him: "Poor scholar, when can we go back to Beijing?"

Wen Ying glanced at him sideways, and asked quietly: "You want to go back to Beijing so much? Didn't you think Beijing was boring before?"

"It's boring, but that bastard Ling Qiyu is about to have a bad luck. I can't miss such a great joy."

Wen Ying frowned: "Don't mention his name."

Ling Qiyan reached out to poke his face: "Why are you so stingy, I can't even scold him? It happens every time."

"To shut up."

Shut up and shut up.

Wen Ying took him into his arms, and lightly squeezed his waist: "It should be soon, after the capital of Barrington is captured, we can almost go back."

It has been a whole year since he left Shangjing and came to the Northwest. From the very beginning, he didn't plan to stay here for a long time.

into the night.

There was a sound of horseshoes on the pitch-black mountain road, and dozens of torches suddenly appeared in the surrounding forest.

General Qian Yong was brought to Ling Qiyan. He was sitting in the Eight Immortals chair drinking tea, still holding the iron chain that Wen Ying had used to tie him up, swinging slowly.

On that day, he argued with reason and persuaded Wen Ying to attack Fengri City's subordinates, and that was Qian Yong.

He was not the one who took the lead, and even when the crowd was arguing, he didn't even say much, and only fanned the flames just right at a few critical moments.

Seeing his own soldiers being detained aside, Qian Yong lowered his face and asked Ling Qiyan in a cold voice: "Mr. Wen suddenly detained my soldiers and called me here again. What is the meaning?"

Ling Qiyan put down the teacup, and said with a sneer: "Shouldn't I be the one asking you? You sent this person out sneakily, to whom do you want to pass the news of the prince's serious injury?"

Qian Yong frowned: "I didn't know what Mr. Wen was talking about. I didn't do what you said."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it," Ling Qiyan said indifferently, "I will ask you to admit it."

Qian Yong's expression suddenly changed.

Ling Qiyan clapped his hands, and immediately several people stepped forward and pushed Qian Yong to the ground, and the iron chain was wrapped around his neck in an instant.

Qian Yong struggled violently, his eyes were about to burst, and he said angrily: "This general is the official of the imperial court, a military general of the third rank, dare you, Huangkou kid!"

He was pulled by the iron chain and his head was hung up. It was very uncomfortable, but he couldn't be strangled to death.

Ling Qiyan picked out her ears: "Oh."

He just dares.

Pulling out the sword, the blade slapped Qian Yong's face, Ling Qiyan said quietly: "Why don't I dare? My words are the words of His Royal Highness, you who eat everything, I will teach you for the prince, how dare you not accept it?"

"What kind of thing are you! It's just a trick of a fox pretending to be a tiger!"

Qian Yong spat at him, but Ling Qiyan avoided him in disgust, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go pretend to be horse urine, and wake up General Qian first."

Although he didn't bother to do it before, he was very clear about the various methods taught by those aristocratic families, and he didn't mind trying them all on this person.

At the end of Haishi.

Ling Qiyan stretched his waist and returned to the coach's tent, and handed the confession that Qian Yonghua had pledged to Wen Ying to read.

Wen Ying took it and put it aside, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you played enough?"

Ling Qiyan was not happy: "I managed to pry his mouth open, why don't you see it first, then you know how to teach me."

If Wen Ying hadn't sent people to urge him again and again, he would have had to wrestle with that Qian Yong slowly, and he wouldn't have used all the secret tricks of the servants in the palace, forcing Qian Yong to not carry it for an hour. I just recruited honestly, it’s boring.

Wen Ying read through Qian Yong's confession at a glance.

Unsurprisingly, this person listened to Fang Shixiang's bewitchment and passed on the news to him, but he didn't know in advance that the Barringtons set an ambush in Mount Fengri and set fire to the mountain, and he didn't think of the news he sent out. The news will eventually fall into the hands of the Barringtons. He did not even think about collaborating with the enemy and treason.

But the big mistake has already been made, and it is too late to regret it.

Wen Ying's expression was stern, and Ling Qiyan stretched out his hand to poke him on the chest: "He said that Fang Shi didn't want to tell him who was behind it, but he guessed it himself, so he was thinking, what are you going to do next? ?”

Pressing down the confession, Wen Ying lowered his voice: "Take Fang Shixiang as well, escort him to Beijing with Qian Yong, and hand it over to His Majesty for disposal."

Ling Qiyan smiled: "Oh, then you have to be careful, the dog will definitely try his best to kill people halfway."

Wen Ying didn't take it seriously and said, "It's so good, I'm afraid he won't move."

Ling Qiyan liked Wen Ying's calm and confident appearance, so he leaned over to help him beat his shoulders: "Your Highness, let's discuss something."

Wen Ying lightly closed his eyes, closed his eyes and meditated: "Say."

"Next time you go to attack the capital of Barrington, take me with you."

"it is good."

Wen Ying readily agreed, and Ling Qiyan prepared a bellyful of arguments that were useless, so he couldn't help laughing, bent down and put his arms around Wen Ying's neck, and kissed him on the cheek: "You are so kind."

Wen Ying touched his face with his backhand: "Don't act like a baby."

Ling Qiyan laughed in his ear: "How can I have it? His Royal Highness, don't wrong me."

"If you know it yourself, don't be ashamed."

Ling Qiyan choked, and pushed him on the shoulder: "You are too bad."

As soon as he stood up straight, Wen Ying grabbed him and fell on his lap.

"What are you doing?"

"obedient."

Ling Qiyan lifted both sides of his face with both hands: "Then show me a smile."

Wen Ying frowned impatiently.

Ling Qiyan approached him, tapped on his lips, and said angrily, "What's wrong with smiling?"

Wen Ying raised his hand and pressed him into his arms: "Don't make trouble."

Early next morning.

As soon as he got up, he heard a vague noise outside the tent, Ling Qiyan called someone in and asked, "What's going on outside? Your Highness is still injured, who is making noise outside the tent of the commander?"

"It's the generals who said, said they wanted to ask you for an explanation. Why did you suddenly take General Qian down and put him in the prison car like a prisoner?"

Ling Qiyan sneered at the words: "What else did they say?"

The eunuch who reported the matter swallowed, and said bravely: "F-I also said that you took advantage of His Highness's serious injury and unconsciousness to impersonate His Highness and eliminate dissidents. His heart would be punishable."

"Really?" Ling Qiyan looked at Wen Ying with a smile that was not a smile, "His Royal Highness, I want to say something."

Wen Ying was having breakfast, his expression calm as usual: "Whatever you provoke, you solve it yourself."

Ling Qiyan complained: "What did I provoke? Who am I for? You really have no conscience."

Wen Ying didn't appreciate it: "I didn't ask you to put someone in a prison van for public display all night, you're just looking for trouble for nothing."

Ling Qiyan kicked him, got up and went out.

Just about to lift the curtain, Wen Ying called him again: "Yan'er."

Hearing this address, Ling Qiyan subconsciously stopped and turned around.

As soon as Wen Ying raised his hand, something was thrown from his hand, and Ling Qiyan caught it.

It is the token of the Northwest General Soldier made of gold.

Ling Qiyan was a little surprised: "...you give me this?"

"Take it." Wen Yingdan said.

The unhappiness just now disappeared in a flash. If he hadn't had to go outside to solve the trouble, Ling Qiyan wished he could hug Wen Ying, the cold-faced prince, and kiss him again.

But it's so charming.

He flipped the token in his hand and raised the corners of his lips: "Thanks."

Walking out of the tent, there are already seven or eight people gathered outside, all veterans of the army.

These people insisted on releasing Qian Yong and were making noise, but all the guards in front of the prison car were Wen Ying's personal guards, how could they do what they wanted, even if some people even drew their swords, it was useless.

As for that Qian Yong, who was tortured by Ling Qiyan all night, now curled up in the prison car with disheveled hair, motionless, not saying a word.

Seeing Ling Qiyan coming out, someone glared at him immediately: "General Qian and I have been in the army for several years. There is no merit but hard work. I don't know what happened today? To suffer such humiliation!"

Ling Qiyan said "Oh": "You have been around here for half a day, what did he do, he didn't tell you? He is collaborating with the enemy and treason, selling military planes, I just asked someone to put him in a prison car and tell everyone Take a good look, why did you wrong him?"

As soon as the words collaborating with the enemy and treason came out, everyone was in an uproar, and some people justified it: "This is impossible! General Qian has always been magnanimous, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing!"

"It's impossible for him to admit it himself," Ling Qiyan smiled, "How can I wrong him? It's not only him, but Fang Shixiang, the deputy commander, also participated, otherwise you think the Barringtons are How do you know that our army will come to attack this Fengri City, so that we can mobilize troops and horses to set up an ambush in advance? How can we calculate the exact time for our army to cross the mountain and set fire to the mountain?"

What happened that day was indeed a bit too coincidental, it's not that they didn't whisper it in private, but Ling Qiyan's behavior was really unconvincing.

"Vice President Fang and General Qian Shen are not this kind of people. Who knows if you have been tortured into a trick? How to deal with the matter? When the prince wakes up, check it out before making a decision. It's not your turn to be a military adviser here."

Ling Qiyan shook the waist card in his hand: "Have you seen it clearly? It was given to me by the prince before he entered the mountain that day. He asked me to stay in the supply camp. If anything unexpected happened, I would act as the commander-in-chief."

"How is it possible? This is against the rules!" Someone blurted out.

Ling Qiyan looked at the person who spoke, and reminded in a cold voice: "In this army, the prince's words are the rules, so you don't have to question them."

The man refused to accept and argued: "Who knows if you stole the prince's token while the prince was unconscious, you—"

While the man was talking, he stepped forward excitedly and wanted to strike at Ling Qiyan. Before he could finish speaking, the guards behind Ling Qiyan had drawn their swords out of their sheaths in unison and protected them. At the same time, he put it on the man's neck.

Ling Qiyan ordered in a deep voice: "Take it, and send it back to Beijing on the grounds that Qian Yong is with the party."

The other party's face was flushed red, and he had been pressed to his knees on the ground, yelling at him.

Ling Qiyan looked at him coldly, it doesn't matter whether this person is really Qian Yong's accomplice, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go, anyway, send him to Beijing, it's up to the emperor to decide.

Someone finally noticed something was wrong, and asked Ling Qiyan vigilantly, "What is Mr. Wen's intention of making such a big move?"

This so-called military adviser sleeps and eats with the prince every day, they have long suspected that he is not a serious staff member, and they have a lot of contempt in their hearts, but they did not expect that this person would be so bold and arrogant, and the prince's personal guards listened to him.

For those with a keen mind, their hearts are already drumming. If these things are really not made by this person, then it is...

But the people His Royal Highness King Yan wants to deal with are Fang Shixiang, Qian Yong and the others?

Ling Qiyan didn't give them time to speculate, and said casually: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, I advise all generals to avoid this matter, and don't ruin your wealth and life in vain just because you care about the so-called fellowship."

Someone wanted to refute, but was stopped by another person, who was also a general, the oldest and most prestigious among these people, he tentatively asked Ling Qiyan: "My lord,...how is it now?"

Ling Qiyan smiled: "You don't have to worry, as long as you don't cause trouble, the prince will be fine, and the prince will be well, and you will be better in the future."

After understanding the meaning of his words, after a moment of silence, the other party lowered his head and changed his attitude: "What Mr. Wen said is that I was reckless, and I also hope that the prince will get better as soon as possible."

"Then let's go. This matter of collaborating with the enemy is not a joke. If there is no evidence, how can I wrong anyone easily? Since I have been ordered by the prince to take charge of the commander-in-chief token, naturally I will not disappoint the prince. I hope that you will not misunderstand the painstaking efforts of the prince."

After sending people away, Ling Qiyan went back to the tent, threw the token back to Wen Ying, and said in a bad mood: "None of your subordinates is easy to discipline, don't let me do this in the future, I'm not interested in cooperating again You play a big show."

Wen Ying reminded him: "You and I, husband and wife, are of one mind, you should help me."

"I haven't paid my respects yet, so don't take advantage of me, wait until I marry you in eight palanquins." Ling Qiyan said smoothly.

"Ah."

At that moment, Ling Qiyan finally saw that there seemed to be a faint smile appearing on Wen Ying's handsome face, as if the ice and snow had melted.

He blinked subconsciously, thinking he was dazzled.

"...You really know how to laugh? Come on, let me show you how to laugh again?"

Wen Ying glanced at him, then looked away, his expression had returned to normal.