Hard to be a good wife

A good news was urgently sent to Yecheng at eight hundred miles, and at this time the king of Nanjin had just received the news that the king of Qi was dead.

According to the news he got, it was the result of Prince Zhao's careful planning after he went to Qinyang City, so he was naturally extremely satisfied with Prince Zhao.

"Good! Very good! Haha..." Southern Jin Wang Long was delighted.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. In this way, the coalition forces of King Qi and the Yueyi Clan will not be a cause for concern, Your Majesty Shengming." Xue Tingwei immediately flattered him.

"That's not necessarily true." An Guogong said without worry: "Although Qi Wang's mansion has no qualified successors, Qi Wang has a group of sincere and ambitious subordinates. The king's death broke."

"This point... Your Highness should have thought about it long ago. I don't know how His Highness the Crown Prince wants to deal with it?"

Duke An shook his head, "Now that Your Highness is grounded, we don't know what His Highness thinks?"

An Guogong secretly raised his head and glanced at King Nanjin. Seeing that he was indifferent, he felt a little anxious.

The crown prince was grounded, although this will not affect his position as crown prince, but after all, it will damage the dignity of the crown prince, and not all the ministers in the court have no other thoughts.

Xue Tingwei and Prince Zhao have no official relationship, so at this time, he can openly plead for Prince Zhao, "Your Majesty, Prince Zhao has served the country in these years, and he has rarely made mistakes. This is the time for employing people. Your Majesty, why don't you let him go?" Your Highness has done meritorious deeds, killing two birds with one stone."

"Did crimes and meritorious deeds?...haha..." The King of Southern Jin laughed loudly, "Okay, don't plead for him anymore, the widow has not restrained his feet, he is now in Qinyang City."

The King of Southern Jin was in a good mood, and he didn't mind disclosing this important confidential matter to the court officials.

Both An Guogong and Xue Tingwei were shocked, and the former was even more angry, "My lord, Qinyang City is so dangerous, it's too dangerous for Your Highness to go down."

The King of Nanjin looked at him meaningfully, "The prince's safety and widows will naturally be taken to heart, and Duke An is at ease."

Xue Tingwei saw that the atmosphere was interesting, so he hurriedly stood up to mediate, "It seems that the king and the prince have arranged everything, and the father and son will go to battle, and the Southern Jin Dynasty will surely win this battle!"

He winked at An Guogong and signaled him to say a few words less, even if he wanted to worry about the prince, he didn't need to show it in the hall, wouldn't that mean to blame the king for protecting his son?

What's more, Xue Tingwei has a lot of trust in His Highness the Crown Prince, not to mention Qinyang City, even if he goes to Chuzhou City, the Crown Prince will be safe and sound.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty is not a canary kept in a cage.

"The situation in Qinyang City is indeed not good, but the North Vietnamese soldiers are pressing down on the border, and the troops in the court can only be mobilized. The widow has already ordered the nearby guards to go to support. A group of mobs, the King of Southern Jin will not lose."

"Your Majesty is thoughtful, and I admire you." Xue Tingwei hurriedly responded, but he didn't take it seriously: there are not many guards guarding the city, and only Yuxin City is the closest to Qinyang City, and the rest are too far away. Whether you are willing to send troops is one thing, even if you do, the force of the guards is not much stronger than the mob.

It's really worrying.

When the two left the palace, An Guogong's face remained gloomy to the end, and he didn't even respond to Xue Tingwei calling him.

He became anxious, firstly he was worried about the safety of His Highness, and secondly he was angry with Hu Jinpeng, that kid also disappeared recently, he must be with His Highness, they even concealed such a big matter from themselves, which made Anguo How can the father not be angry?

"Okay, Duke, don't get too angry, His Highness will return safely, you have to have confidence in him." Xue Tingwei chased after him and said.

Duke An snorted coldly, "Your Majesty can put His Highness in danger, who knows if he has any other ideas?... But I still want to thank Sir Ting Wei for his words and help just now."

"Where is it, we are officials in the same dynasty, and we all hope that His Highness the Crown Prince will return safely. We should help each other."

An Guogong nodded, thanked him again, got on his horse and left.

In Qinyang City, Prince Zhao and his party were about to leave, but the reinforcement guards had arrived a moment before, knowing that there were 2000 people. When Prince Zhao stood on the tower and saw the sparsely equipped reinforcements, his face was as cold as an iceberg.

"These people have traveled a long distance to come here. I'm afraid they have a lot of resentment in their hearts." Tang Yue said with emotion. He even suspected that these people had arrived nearby and only appeared after the war was over.

Although his idea is a bit villainous, it is not impossible.

"The guard army is inherently weak. These people usually only suppress the common people. They don't even have the courage to suppress bandits. How can they be qualified as an army?"

"Your Majesty asked these people to come to support him, do you think that this battle cannot be fought?"

Prince Zhao frowned, "No, he knows I'm here, so he will definitely solve this problem."

Tang Yue didn't know whether to say that King Nanjin was smart or stupid. Isn't this equivalent to betting on his son?What if the prince couldn't handle it and died here?

"Your Majesty really trusts you a lot!" Tang Yue could only comment in this way.

Prince Zhao took Tang Yue's subordinates to the tower, waved his hand, and told the convoy that was about to leave to turn around, "I have changed my mind, and I will stay in Qinyang City."

Everyone was puzzled, even Tang Yue didn't understand what he meant, "Why?"

Prince Zhao pulled him into the carriage, cut off everyone's eyes, and explained: "Get ready first, and go directly to Chuzhou the day after tomorrow."

"Has there been any news from over there? Is there a fight?"

"The two armies are facing each other, and there is no movement yet."

"This Beiyue is also strange. It has not attacked or retreated for so long, and just stood there like this. What are you trying to do?"

Prince Zhaozhou frowned and took out the map and looked at it again and again. Tang Yue saw that the map was full of notes and drew a lot of pictures. Presumably Prince Zhao had already deduced it in advance.

"The commander-in-chief of the North Vietnamese army going south this time is Lin Kui. This man has made great military exploits and is loyal. His only shortcoming is that he has a quick temper and likes to be greedy for merit."

"Then this battle is not like his style."

"That's right. Could it be that North Vietnam changed its commander temporarily? No..." Prince Zhao stared at every point on the map with blazing eyes, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "There must be something we didn't expect."

Tang Yue stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "People are not magicians, so they can't think of everything. It's useless to be anxious when soldiers come to cover up the water and soil. Wait, you will naturally know what tricks he is going to use."

Prince Zhao nodded and put away the map. When he arrived at the city lord's mansion, he asked Yang Feng and Wang Dingjun to come and ordered two things.

Receive those [-] reinforcements for a while, organize them into a temporary team, and practice rigorously every day, so that they must be reborn within ten days and a half months.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Prince Zhao has no intention of letting these people go. No matter how unwilling they are, they must now follow their requirements.

As long as you don't want to die, your potential can be tapped infinitely.

The second thing is to send more people out to investigate the news. Qinyang City must not let it go in all directions, and report back immediately if there is any movement.

City Lord Yang's face was solemn, he first scolded the reinforcements, and then asked: "Your Highness suspects that the enemy will continue to attack?"

Wang Dingjun said: "Even if they want to come, it shouldn't be too soon. Last time they suffered heavy losses and their morale was low. If they continue to attack the city, the result may not be better."

Prince Zhao also understood this point. After the death of King Qi, the forces of Prince Qi's Mansion and the Yue Yi Clan could not get together at all, they were just plotting against each other. There were too many internal conflicts in such a coalition, so it should be nothing to worry about.

If you can't figure out Prince Zhao, you don't want to think about it. Since you decided to leave two days late, let's solve the subordinate's life-long affairs by the way.

He dismissed Yang Feng, leaving Wang Dingjun alone, and asked: "Do you really want to be a partner with Zhongyonghou?"

Wang Dingjun was embarrassed by the question, but he nodded honestly.

"Does your family agree?"

The corners of Wang Dingjun's mouth curled up, and he said disdainfully: "My father's life is not long, and he just hangs his breath. My mother died early. As for the other brothers and sisters, they are not enough to interfere with the subordinate's marriage."

That is to say, as long as his father dies, no one can control his affairs.

"Since you have made this decision, Gu will make the decision for you, but if you fail Zhongyonghou in the future, the Crown Princess may not spare you."

Wang Dingjun was overjoyed, and knelt down on one knee, "Thank you, Your Majesty, I will definitely not bully you, the princess, please rest assured." Even if he wanted to bully, it was that kind of bullying, Zhang Chun would not blame him Bar?

Prince Zhao rolled his eyes, "If it's okay, take good care of him and don't let him dangle in front of the princess."

"I obey!" Wang Dingjun coughed, suppressing his excitement as much as possible, and asked, "I wonder how Your Highness plans to make decisions for his subordinates?"

It would be wonderful to be married!