Father is on top, I was wrong

Most likely because of the wind and cold last night, and the continuous hard work, when Wen Wujue went down to court, he felt weak and dizzy.

Back at the mansion, Wen Bo saw that his face was pale, and when he touched his forehead, he realized that it was very hot.

"Prime Minister, you have a fever!" Wen Bo hurriedly said to Lu Jia next to him, "You go and invite the imperial physician."

Wen Wujue's eyes turned black for a while, his whole body was weak, his body was too weak, so he let Wen Bo help him to the couch.

However, he was still thinking about the matter in southern Xinjiang, and he couldn't sleep well, so he woke up after squinting for a while.

"Prime Minister, drink some medicine first."

Wen Bo was holding a bowl of dark and strong concoction, and the smell of herbs came to his nostrils, making Wen Wujue feel like vomiting even more.

Forget it, good medicine tastes bitter and good for the disease.

He murmured silently in his heart, endured it, and let out a sigh of relief.

Recovering a little bit of strength, Wen Wujue took out an ebony palm-sized box from under the pillow, looking plain and unpretentious, with a hidden bronze button on the front, with a little force with two fingers, it opened.

Inside lies a pictographic tiger with a pitch-black body and a charming shape. After years of rubbing and precipitation, it has become more lustrous and lustrous.

It is indeed a troop-mobilizing tiger talisman in Daliang territory.

Wen Wujue handed the Tiger Talisman to Uncle Wen, "When Li Ling comes later, you give this to him."

Wen Bo said angrily: "The prime minister just fell asleep when he came. I told the prime minister that he was not feeling well, but he refused to leave and was waiting outside."

"Give it to him." Wen Wujue stood up halfway while speaking, and pointed to the desk not far away, "There are several letters on the desk, which I wrote to the generals everywhere, and you should seal them together. Apply the wax and send it out overnight without any delay."

"Prime Minister, please lie down, this old servant will remember."

Wen Wujue shook his head, "Don't worry about me, just go."

This time, the soldiers and horses to support southern Xinjiang were mobilized from the nearby Guandao Beacon Tower, so there is no need to return to the capital, Wen Wujue wrote letters directly to the generals, and they led the troops to join Xiao Gui. Xiao Gui will set off tomorrow. Therefore, it is better to send a letter sooner rather than later.

Of course he lied to Xiao Gui about the [-] soldiers and horses. If it really takes [-] soldiers and horses to fight an ambush, then Daliang will really be doomed.The reason why he said this was just to deter the enemy, to seek a quick victory, and to recuperate.

After Wen Wujue lay down for a while, he thought about Xiao Gui's dog temper, and guessed that he would have to go to the Beacon Tower in person tomorrow, otherwise he might make something wrong again.

The next day, the fever on Wen Wujue subsided, but he still had a headache.

Gao Chenxian came to visit. He knew that he must have come for food and grass, so he had to brace his body to deal with it.

"Is the Prime Minister okay?" Gao Chenxian couldn't help asking cautiously when he saw his pale face and his sick bones.

"It's okay, tell me, what happened to the food and grass?"

Gao Shenxian sighed, "Xue Shangshu only gave the last general [-] shi of food and grass, saying that he had tried his best, and also said that the [-] shi donated by the prime minister had not yet been returned to the public, and asked the late general to find the prime minister. Finally, he said ..."

He hesitated to speak.

Wen Wujue knew what Xue Sizhong would say without guessing, "Did he still tell you that this is not a big war, it will end in less than a month, and there is no need for so much food and grass?"

Gao Chenxian was slightly surprised, he was still thinking about whether to tell Xue Sizhong's original words, but he didn't expect that the prime minister not only guessed, but almost made no difference.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of him wrapped in fox fur. His body was obviously very weak, but his eyes were clear.

Gao Shenxian cupped his hands secretly in shock, not daring to hide it and said: "Shangshu Xue probably meant this."

Wen Wujue smiled lightly, "He seems very obedient. Forget it, the army must not be without food for a day. You go on the road with the food and grass first. After a few days, he will send it to you, not less than a stone."

Gao Chenxian was taken aback for a moment, not understanding the wit in his words.

"Prime Minister, this..."

Wen Wujue said lightly: "Don't doubt it, just go."

When Gao Chenxian came out of the prime minister's mansion, he still felt incredible, but the calm and calm expression on the prime minister's face made him dare not question it.

In just a few meetings, he has already been involuntarily convinced by this powerful prime minister.

In the afternoon, the weather was dry and cold, with cloudy clouds, but there was a faint sunlight leaking through the gaps in the clouds.

Wen Wujue stretched out his hand to pick it up, only feeling the slightly cold wind without any warmth.

He retracted his hand to the hand stove, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at the sky.

The black clouds rolled over, faintly red, I am afraid it is not a good weather.

At the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a light carriage was parked.

Lu Jia was fiddling with the reins, while Wen Bo was instructing a few servants to spread thick blankets inside the carriage, and stuffed a few Tang women for Lu Jia, telling him to remember to heat the water when it was cold.

After finishing the exhortation, seeing Wen Wujue standing on the porch, he didn't give him a good face, "The prime minister is getting better now, and he can work hard, the old servant is old, useless, and his words are not pleasant to listen to." gone."

Wen Wujue couldn't hear his sarcasm, so he curled his lips helplessly.

"Why should Uncle Wen be humble? You are always useless, and I'm afraid there are not many good people."

This is nice and flattering, but it is useless to Wen Bo. He still has a nose that is not a nose, and eyes that are not eyes. He passed by Wen Wujue three times back and forth without even glancing at him.

But when it came to work, he was very careful. A boy put a layer of windshield mat on the outside of the carriage, and one corner was not tucked in properly, so he was scolded bloody by him.

Wen Wujue had no choice but to walk over, waved the boy to go down, Wen Yan explained: "This trip is a must, there are too many people in the palace, so it is inconvenient to tell the emperor, so I can only go quietly to stop him on the road. Otherwise, wait He found out, and I'm afraid he's going to make a fuss."

Wen Bo scolded: "What kind of thing is this? It has a bigger temper than our ancestors."

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The weather is getting colder and colder, the north wind is bitter, and the clouds in the sky are strangely black and red, which looks very strange.

On the [-]-mile-long Beacon Tower official road in Daliang, thousands of cavalry roared forward, and a handsome flag with the word "Xiao" on one side was flying in the wind. Pedestrians in front saw it from a distance and hurriedly avoided it.

Xiao Gui hurriedly marched all the way, from the capital to the seventh beacon tower, it only took more than an hour.

This is the beacon tower of Chen County, eighty miles away from the capital, and it is the first gathering place for soldiers and horses.

When he arrived, the Chen county guard had already prepared his soldiers and horses and was waiting.

After all, it was the first time for the guard to see the emperor, so he couldn't help clasping his fists excitedly and said: "The last general pays homage to the emperor."

Xiao Gui dismounted from his horse, without even looking at anyone, he jumped onto the beacon tower with a few big strides.

Looking from a distance, there are crowds of people, and their armor is shining brightly.

"Have you counted the number of people?"

When he stepped down from the beacon tower, the guard hurriedly followed, and said courteously: "Go back to the emperor, the last general has already counted, and [-] soldiers and horses are ready for orders."

Xiao Gui frowned, only twelve thousand?No wonder why he thinks there are so few people?

From now on until the last Beacon Tower, there will be three gatherings, logically speaking, there shouldn't be so few.

Wen Wujue wouldn't lie to him, right?

The guard saw that his face was indifferent, so he hurriedly asked cautiously: "Is there anything you don't understand about the emperor?"

Xiao Gui didn't say anything in the end, he just asked him to organize his troops, rest for an hour, and then drive away in the starry night.

The station next to the Beacon Tower had already prepared food and wine, but Xiao Gui was in no mood to eat, so he grabbed a handful of hay and went to feed the horse himself.

The guard wanted to show his face more in front of the emperor and show more courteousness, but Xiao Gui reprimanded him, "Are you free from work?"

The guard was at a loss for words for a moment, so he bowed his head silently and walked away.

The twilight gradually darkened, the sky was like ink, and the north wind was stronger, making people shiver with cold.

Li Ling asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, the weather is too bad. I'm afraid it's bad for the horses to drive at night. How about resting at the post station tonight?"

"No." Xiao Gui flatly refused.

The battle in southern Xinjiang is one thing, but Xiao Gui is deeply suspicious now that Wen Wujue never gave him [-] troops. If his guess is true, the longer it drags on, the easier it is for the rumors to leak. will be greatly disadvantaged.

Everyone was resting, Xiao Gui stood on the beacon tower with a piece of hay in his mouth to observe the soldiers and horses.

The only thing to be gratified about is that this army looks strong and strong, and there are no old, weak, or injured. The combat effectiveness should be pretty good.

He was observing, when he suddenly heard the sound of trampling in the distance, accompanied by the sound of horses being urged to whip.

Xiao Gui looked intently, and saw a light carriage galloping towards the official road, it seemed to be an ordinary passerby.

But when the carriage gradually approached, the huge smoke from the beacon tower would illuminate everything.

The boy in black who was driving the carriage was clearly the little dark guard next to Wen Wujue.

Xiao Gui suddenly became suspicious, he came down from the beacon tower, walked to the side of the official road, and watched the carriage stop in front of him.

"Call-"

Lu Jia jumped out of the carriage, as if he hadn't seen Xiao Gui, he just faced the carriageway and said, "Prime Minister, we've arrived."

There was a violent coughing sound from inside the carriage. After coughing for a long time, Xiao Gui thought he was about to cough up his lungs.

Lu Jia looked anxious, and lifted the curtain, "Prime Minister, are you alright?"

It was the first time for Wen Wujue to really feel how "tired" the ancients' horses and chariots were. He was galloping all the way, and his whole body was falling apart. .

Lu Jia helped Wen Wujue out of the carriage, and covered him tightly with a fox fur, because Tang Pozi was already cold.

After Wen Wujue stood still, he raised his eyelids, and saw Xiao Gui frowning, with a grass root in his mouth, staring at him with a strange look.

"Your Majesty, have the soldiers and horses been assembled?"

Xiao Gui really wanted to ask him if he wanted to drag his sick body to the battlefield?

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them when he saw his broken and crumbling appearance.

"All right. Xiangfu is not in good health, so it's better not to go out."

Wen Wujue didn't pay attention to the sarcasm in his words, he just raised his eyes to look at the sky, the night was too dark to see anything.

"Your Majesty, on the way here, I saw that the weather was abnormal. I suggested that the soldiers and horses rest overnight and stop at the nearby camps. There is no need to camp. Let's just make do with the night and set off tomorrow."

Xiao Gui heard doubts all over his face, "Why?"

"I'm afraid there will be hail."

Xiao Gui frowned, he was most afraid of hail on the march, soldiers could hide under shields, but horses had nowhere to hide, a hailstorm often caused heavy losses.

He also looked up at the sky, but obviously, he couldn't see anything.

Wen Wujue said: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Xiao Gui went to the side with a "bah", spat out the grass roots, and approached Wen Wujue slowly, "Father Xiang is above, of course I will listen to Father Xiang."

"However." He suddenly changed the subject and stared at him sullenly, "Father, tell me the truth, how many soldiers and horses did you give me?"