High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Following Zhao Shize's army, several rebels also appeared in several other places.

Seeing the military newspapers flying like snowflakes from all over the place, Xi Hua pinched his brows with a headache.

How unpopular is Dawei?

The candles of the Xuanshi Hall were lit all night. If it fell here today, it will fall again tomorrow.

If the other lines of rebels were replaced in normal times, it would not be too much trouble, at most it would just take some time.

But at this juncture, the imperial court will inevitably be a little overwhelmed

Moreover, all the Northern Xinjiang troops under Zhao Shize's command had actually been on the battlefield, and with Zhao Shize as the commander, it could be said that they were invincible along the way, and captured three cities in a row in less than half a month.

The entire court fell into a very depressed atmosphere.

But even so, the current situation is much better than in the original timeline, so Xi Hua is not very worried for the time being.

When Xi Hua was revising the memorial that day, he accidentally saw a letter from Yunzhou.

Yunzhou.

Xi Hua's hand that was holding the vermilion pen couldn't help but pause for a moment.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't thought of Lin Fanqing for a while.

In the past three years, Lin Fanqing has not been back to the capital once, so it is naturally impossible for Xi Hua to see him.

I don't know how Lin Fanqing is doing now.

The figure in memory has begun to blur, and Xi Hua feels a little disappointed.

There is a cool breeze in the hall, and it is another year of autumn.

After opening it, it was Lin Fanqing's handwriting.

Unlike the previous ones, which were all private letters about daily trivial matters, this memorandum is carefully worded, and it is all about some major events that happened in Yunzhou recently.

Xi Hua's face was a little solemn at the beginning, and Yunzhou was also in chaos.

But seeing the back, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Lin Fanqing didn't do it for nothing in Yunzhou in the past few years. The rebels on the way to Yunzhou were very unlucky and kicked the iron plate, and they didn't even use other places to help. Lin Fanqing himself gave the rebels along the way to nailed it.

"...Zhou Yangbo, the leader of the bandits, will be escorted to the capital in a few days to await His Majesty's orders."

Xi Hua's eyes fell on the last sentence of this memorial,

"Chen Lin Fanqing, I respectfully greet Your Majesty."

Xi Hua lowered his eyes, rubbed the pad of his index finger on the three characters "Lin Fanqing" a little, and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled again.

Several years have passed, and Lin Fanqing should have almost forgotten those things back then.

However, that's fine too.

Xi Hua moved his sore shoulders and stood up.

The palace attendants around him immediately asked, "Does Your Majesty want to rest?"

Xi Hua glanced at the bleak autumn outside, and said, "I'm a little tired."

......

A few days later, Lin Fanqing received a reply from the capital.

It begins with the sentence 'I am safe. '

Then came the very formulaic encouragement and praise, and also rewarded the few people he proposed to perform outstandingly in this battle.

What is more special is that he was given a great deal of autonomy in this letter of approval. Xiangzhou and Zizhou, which were rebellious before, were temporarily merged under Yunzhou and he was in charge.

These state capitals are not barren places. It can be said that they solved Lin Fanqing's military expenditure problem at once, and even allowed him to support more soldiers.

Lin Fanqing knew that this was His Majesty's trust in him.

He has attended many memorials in the past few years, and he can naturally see that the handwriting reviewed this time is obviously different from the previous ones.

This should be personally approved by His Majesty.

After all, if such a big matter is placed in the court meeting, it may take a lot of quarrels before there is a result, and only His Majesty has the right to act arbitrarily.

Lin Fanqing only felt for a moment that there was both bitterness and sweetness in his heart.

For a while, I started thinking about many other things.

He thought, His Majesty's handwriting has improved a lot compared to before.

I heard that the ministers in the court have already started to urge His Majesty to get married, but it was only due to the recent turmoil that they had to put it on hold for a while.

To be honest, Lin Fanqing actually felt a little lucky in his heart.

He knew he shouldn't have this thought, but he couldn't help it.

Three years did not fade away the original emotion, but made Lin Fanqing repeatedly think of the time with His Highness during the more than 1000 days and nights in Yunzhou.

He painted many paintings in his room, but never dared to show them.

Whenever someone asked him why he was not married yet, he always didn't know how to answer.

As he stayed longer in Yunzhou, more and more people asked this question.

Later, he couldn't avoid it, so he replied: "I already have a sweetheart."

His sweetheart is the most honorable person in Wei.

It was him, His Royal Highness who couldn't get what he asked for, and who couldn't give up.

......

In the propaganda room that day, several old men whose combined ages were hundreds of years old were arguing.

Zhao Shize has been attacking fiercely these days, the Great Wei has retreated steadily, and now another city has fallen into the hands of the enemy.

One faction, the main station, believed that Zhao Shize must not be allowed to continue going south.

One faction seeks peace and thinks that envoys can be sent to discuss it. If necessary, it is not impossible to divide the land and rule.

Xi Hua's head hurt from their quarrel.

The old prime minister was even slapped on the table by the Lord and style, scolding them for having different intentions, it would be better to resign early and go to serve Zhao Shize.

Several ministers were scolded blushing, but they still insisted on their own views and refused to back down.

Xi Hua looked at the defense map hanging on the wall.

These days, he has been influenced by what he has heard and seen, and he has understood a little bit.

He tapped on the map with a jade ruler, and suddenly said: "Zhao Shize has captured Fenzhou, right?"

Xi Hua's voice was not loud, but the quarrelsome people in the hall fell silent instantly.

At this time, no matter whether it was the master or the master, they all knelt down, and the voices of pleading guilty one after another,

"The minister is incompetent!"

Xi Hua silently looked at the defense map on the wall, "Where do you think Zhao Shize will attack next?"

Several people looked at each other and said, "Jicheng."

Xi Hua asked again, "Where is the army led by General Sheng Bo?"

The old prime minister replied: "We have already reached the north bank of the Si River near Jicheng, and we have tens of thousands of troops stationed there, just waiting for the arrival of Zhao Jun."

Xi Hua smiled and asked: "The old prime minister thinks, is it possible for Zhao Jun to bypass Jicheng..."

He gestured on the map with a jade ruler, "If Zhao Jun passes through Anyang, he will be able to go straight down to the capital at that time, without any hindrance."

The blue jade ruler hit the wall heavily, making a dull sound, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.

The old prime minister was calmer, "With the Sihe River blocked by natural dangers and the Zhao army not good at water, if they want to bypass Jicheng, it may not be so easy."

"But now it's almost winter." Xi Hua calmly seemed to be stating a fact, "In previous years, the Si River would freeze over in late November."

It is now the end of September.

When everyone thought of this possibility, they were all speechless.

Xi Hua sighed, "Are there any generals available in the court?"

Great Wei has been in peace for a long time, the generals back then were either old or dead, even Sheng Bo, who is now leading the army, is still a bit of a general.

Xi Hua glanced at the ministers with their heads down, and suddenly asked the old prime minister, "What do you think of the current Yunzhou prefect, Lin Fanqing?"

The old prime minister's heart skipped a beat. He had deliberately separated Lin Fanqing from His Majesty all these years, just because he was afraid that the two of them would not be able to get through that hurdle.

But now this situation is not the time to consider these children's personal relationships.

The old prime minister of Yunzhou naturally also saw the battle report. In the case of defeats all the way, Yunzhou's achievements are simply unique.

He himself did not expect that Lin Fanqing had such a talent for leading troops.

The old prime minister pondered for a while, and finally said: "It can be used."

So the matter was settled.

In November of the same year, Lin Fanqing, the prefect of Yunzhou, led troops to secretly enter King Qin of Jing.

Although Zhao Shize did not bypass Jicheng, the army led by Sheng Bo was confronting him, winning one and losing one in two battles.

The two sides stalemate in the north of the Si River.

This year's heavy snow fell earlier than usual.

Looking at the vast white world outside, Xi Hua became more worried.

In the middle of the night, the sound of fighting suddenly sounded outside the city.

The battle between the two sides can be heard in the inner city where the charge is loud.

Xi Hua's sleep was relatively shallow recently, but now he is completely awake.

"what happened?"

The old prime minister hurried over, "As expected by Your Majesty, although Zhao Jun was still fighting with our army in the north of the Si River, Zhao Mingze secretly brought a team of elites. Going north, I want to go straight to the capital."

Hearing the slightly noisy sound outside, Xi Hua also felt a little startled,

"What's going on outside now?"

The old prime minister shook his head, "It's not clear yet, the old minister's purpose of entering the palace this time is to tell His Majesty that you must stay inside the palace and don't walk around at will."

Although the palace is heavily guarded, under the chaos of the outer city, it is difficult to guarantee that a few caring people will not be mixed in.

The old prime minister gave a few more instructions and then left in a hurry. He still wanted to check the layout of the city gates.

It was late at night, Xi Hua sat on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

He walked up and down the hall anxiously, worrying about the battle situation for a while, and Lin Fanqing's safety for a while.

A new batch of palace servants on duty came in, their footsteps were light, and they barely made any movement.

Xi Hua felt a little thirsty, and asked the palace servant to bring a cup of tea.

It's just that before his lips touched the tea, the system yelled frantically in his mind, "Alarm, alert!"

Xi Hua shook his hand and almost threw the teacup out.

He asked the system, "Is there poison in the water?"

System: "There is a drug."

Xi Hua forced himself to calm down, frantically thinking about the next countermeasure.

Since he can put medicine in his tea, it means that the palace people here are not safe anymore.

Perhaps, this palace man belonged to Zhao Shize.

It may be that Xi Hua's sudden froze action was a bit obvious, the palace man asked, "Your Majesty?"

Xi Hua put the teacup back, "It's a bit hot, I'll drink it later."

He wasn't sure how many Zhao Shize's people were in the hall, and he didn't dare to say anything about someone who was powerless.

Now, he must find someone who is absolutely reliable.

"I'm going to take a look outside the hall."

Xi Hua raised his legs and wanted to leave, but after saying these words, he felt dark in front of his eyes and lost consciousness for an instant.

All this happened almost instantly, the palace man quickly supported Xi Hua, it seemed that Xi Hua was just leaning on her because he was a little tired.

She said softly: "Your Majesty, please help your Majesty to rest."