Hard to be a good wife

The good news of Qinyang City did not arrive in Yecheng until ten days later, the entire court was shocked, and everyone shouted in disbelief.

The [-] army, including [-] soldiers from North Vietnam, such a coalition army did not even capture Qinyang City, and retreated after suffering heavy losses. This is an unbelievable thing.

If this good news hadn't stamped the seal of His Highness the Prince, they would all have suspected that Yang Feng had faked his achievements and covered up the truth with lies.

"Your Majesty, does the victory report explain how they defeated the enemy and won the victory?" an old general asked excitedly.

The way to use troops is unpredictable, and there is nothing impossible, but to achieve such a victory, it is simply impossible to rely on the [-] defenders of Qinyang City alone.

Even if His Highness the Crown Prince is a great general, leading a guard army of [-] to compete with a regular army of [-], there is almost no chance of winning.

The King of Nanjin shook his head, "The victory report is only a few hundred words long, without detailing the inside story. The real situation of the battle will not be presented until a few days later."

This is a long-standing habit. The victory or defeat of the war will be rushed to the palace at the first time, but the detailed process will be delayed for days or even months, because it takes time to write such content, and sometimes The war was so tight that there was no time for the generals to sit down and write notes slowly.

The King of Southern Jin is not worried about this, he has his own eyeliner who will bring him news, and he also wants to know what contributed to the victory of this battle.

"Your Majesty, North Vietnam dispatched [-] soldiers and horses to make a surprise attack from the southwest, and the north is at a time when defenses are thin, so it is better to send an order to Duke Lu to take the initiative to attack!" Duke Heng suggested.

Everyone responded one after another. The North Vietnamese army originally had only [-] troops, but now half of them are gone. God-sent opportunity, it is indeed the best time to attack.

"Heng Guogong's words are justified, send someone to tell Lu Guogong about this matter!"

"Your Majesty Yingming!"

"Your Majesty, now that the battle in Qinyang City is over, I believe King Qi and the Yueyi Clan will not dare to invade again, should we recall His Highness the Crown Prince?" An Guogong stood up and asked.

He said this no less than three times. At first, the King of Southern Jin would raise his eyebrows at him because of his excessive concern, but now he is bored.

"The crown prince has already transferred to Chuzhou, and the widow has already sent more people to go there. Let him dispatch, and the uncle of the country doesn't have to worry about it."

"What?" I don't know that An Guogong was surprised, even the other ministers were also very surprised, and they all protested, "Your Majesty, no!"

Prince Zhao is the heir apparent, the future ruler of the country, how could he be put in danger?If something goes wrong, their Southern Jin Dynasty will be over.

"Your Majesty, His Highness has a distinguished status and is responsible for the future of the Southern Jin Dynasty. You cannot let him go to that dangerous place."

"Yes, His Highness has not led troops for many years, and he will not be able to take charge of the military power after going to Chuzhou. Instead, it will bring pressure to Lu Guogong. I think it is more appropriate for His Highness to sit in the rear."

"His Royal Highness is used to dealing with affairs of the court, big and small. Now this memorial has been backlogged for more than two months, and there is fear of changes."

The King of Southern Jin listened to the ministers' words and expressed concern for Prince Zhao, for fear that he would have an accident at the border and no one in the Southern Jin Dynasty would succeed him.

He thought, these people probably wished for him to die as soon as possible, so that the crown prince could take over, right?

Over the years, the crown prince has become more and more thorough in handling political affairs. At first, he was only responsible for some trivial matters. Gradually, the King of Southern Jin entrusted him with more and more important matters, leaving him at leisure.

Sitting in the position of the king for nearly 30 years, the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty was tired of reviewing the memorials endlessly every day. After the matter was handed over to the prince, he had a lot of free time. He could play with beauties every day, be romantic and happy, The days are happy and carefree.

Once a person is addicted to pleasure, it will be difficult to pull it out. Although the King of Southern Jin is still an ambitious emperor, he doesn't have the energy and time.

Harem beauties have entered batch after batch. Those wives who were loved in the early years have long since become yesterday's yellow flowers. Fresh and juicy girls bloom like a hundred flowers in the palace. How can we not make people sink?

"Take the backlog of memorials to the imperial study, and I will deal with them myself!" The King of Southern Jin said with a gloomy face and sneered, "I'm too old to be able to hear or write, so don't worry about state affairs there."

Without the crown prince, wouldn't the Southern Jin Dynasty be able to function normally?

The ministers all lowered their heads and responded, "Your Majesty is as blessed as the East Sea, and his life is longer than Nanshan!"

In Qinyang City, the carriage slowly drove out of the city gate. Tang Yue sat in the front of the car, looking at the mottled city wall. The blood stains on it hadn't been cleaned yet, and the majestic city wall adorning it was even more vicissitudes and heavy.

The corpses piled up at the gate of the city had been removed and burned, but there was still a disgusting smell of blood.

Prince Zhao was riding on the horseback, and his gaze was fixed on Tang Yue, as if he couldn't say enough words.

"Be careful on the road, if there is danger, send a signal in time." Prince Zhao repeatedly urged.

"I'm in no danger. I'm on my own territory all the way back to Yecheng. On the contrary, it's you, going from Qinyang City to Chuzhou. The journey is difficult and dangerous. The enemy army may be ambushing halfway, so you have to be extremely careful. "

The corner of Prince Zhao's mouth raised slightly, "That's just right, if the group of remnants and defeated generals still have energy left, it's just a good time to take the opportunity to deal with them all!"

"Be careful!"

"Don't worry, the Black Armored Guard is nearby, and will follow him all the way north."

Tang Yue was only worried about the cunning of the enemy. If he took advantage of the favorable terrain to ambush, the black armored guards might not be able to rescue them in time.

"Your Highness, it's better to go with the black armored guard. Anyway, it has been exposed, so there is no need to hide it."

"No, they still have their own missions. If they hide their identities alone, and then disguise themselves, and take the northeast route, they should not meet them."

People looked at each other for a long time, and a strong feeling of reluctance emerged spontaneously. Tang Yue was full of uneasiness because he didn't know when he would meet again after this farewell.

He knew that in ancient times, wars often lasted for more than ten or twenty years, and the transportation was so inconvenient that he didn't know how he would survive the three or five years of separation.

He sighed, "Why don't you let me go with you? It's good to save a few more people."

Prince Zhao shook his head, "The Prince's mansion still needs someone to take care of it, the relationship between the court and China needs someone to maintain it, and the father and queen mother also need you to be filial. The most important thing is that you have to carefully raise your grandson. Things are not less than orphans."

Naturally, Crown Prince Zhao would not take Tang Yue to that dangerous border. Firstly, he was worried about his safety, and secondly, without the Crown Princess sitting in Yecheng, the court might not feel at ease.

Tang Yue also knew this truth, but he hadn't been separated from Prince Zhao for such a long time in these years, so he was worried when he thought about it.

"With those people you rescued, that's enough." Prince Zhao thought, compared to the situation back then, this battle is really much better.

They have enough food, hundreds of military doctors, new weapons, and well-trained soldiers. When the North Vietnam is recuperating, they are advancing with all their strength. When the North Vietnam reached its previous peak, they have surpassed many before. Have confidence.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, it's time to go." Someone reminded.

Prince Zhao jumped off the horse, walked to Tang Yue, hugged him tightly, and the two kissed fiercely, telling each other their reluctance.

Little Luoluo stuck out his head from the carriage, and when he saw this scene, he quickly covered his eyes with his hands, and peeked through his fingers.

"Luo Luo, come and say goodbye to your father." Tang Yue blushed and waved to little Luo Luo.

Prince Zhao also hugged little Luoluo, and told him solemnly: "When my father is not around, I will teach you, don't be playful and mischievous, take good care of your little daddy, and never miss a moment in your studies. Wait for my father to go back and check his homework."

Little Luoluo nodded cautiously, "I understand."

Qin Yangcheng and his party, the one who has changed the most is probably little Luoluo. Today, he is no longer like a normal five-year-old child. He laughs when he should laugh, and cries when he should cry. He has learned to hide his emotions and learn to hide his emotions. Judging the situation, I also know the difficulties of the world.

Tang Yue touched his head, "I don't know if it's right or wrong to bring him here." He always felt that children shouldn't be spoiled, what to do at any age, what knowledge to learn step by step, too advanced may not be good thing.

But he also knew that according to the previous teaching method, little Luoluo would have to be at least 20 years old to become a talent, and the emperor's son does not need to be too pure and kind, Prince Zhao's education method is more effective.

Prince Zhao said dissatisfied, "It's because you are too used to him."

Tang Yue rolled his eyes, "My son, who is I not spoiled by?"

Prince Zhao sighed helplessly, and hoped that when he went back, their son would not be a playboy. A loving mother who loses her son is definitely not just talking about it.

The convoy set off slowly, Tang Yue sat on the front of the car and looked at the black spot that was gradually disappearing, feeling full of reluctance.

Zhang Chun switched from the carriage at the back to the carriage in front, and the two sat silently, not in a very high mood.

After a long time, Zhang Chun asked, "Say, if this battle takes 20 years, will you stay at home?"

Tang Yue shook his head, "Three years is already the limit. After three years, if he hasn't come back, I will definitely go to him."

He can't be like the women of this era, guarding the empty home all the time, knowing that his face is old and his feelings are gone, so what's the point?

If it weren't for his own responsibility, he would not want to leave for a moment.

Zhang Chun laughed, "Yes! We will go together then!"

Tang Yue patted him, "From now on, you have to practice martial arts diligently, but don't go there to be soft-legged shrimps. You have to have the power to protect yourself."

"What's the use of talking about me? Don't even look at your thin arms and legs, you're worse than me...ah..." A sharp knife rested on his neck, and Tang Yue said with a sinister smile: "What the hell is going on? Who is inferior to whom?"

Zhang Chun smiled embarrassingly and said, "Brother Tang is the best!"