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Nangong Jingnu accompanied Nangong Rang to have dinner before returning to the tent. She saw Qi Yan lying on the bed quietly and sleeping, one arm slipped off the edge of the bed and fell to the ground.
Most of the vacant seats on the bed were reserved for her.
She moved a stool and gently placed it in front of the bed, and sat on it.
Qi Yan slept very deeply, perhaps because of the injuries on her body, she occasionally frowned.
Nangong Jing Nu couldn't help raising her hand, her fingertips placed in front of the wound on Qi Yan's face, and then turned to stroke her eyebrows and outline it lightly.
She looked at Qi Yan tenderly, and murmured, "Fortunately, Ben Gong listened to the second sister and didn't miss you."
Nangong Jingnv sat in front of the bed for a while, then blew the light and lay down on the bed.
In the darkness, Qi Yan suddenly opened her eyes and stared straight at the stool in front of her...
For the next two days, Nangong Jingnu did not go hunting again, and even rarely went out of the tent.
He stayed in the tent to accompany Qi Yan most of the day, and specially asked Qiu Ju to bring over the books that Qi Yan brought.
When Qi Yan was in good condition, she sat next to Qi Yan, and the two of them held a roll of silence.
Nangong Jingnu found out that Qi Yan's speed was so fast that she could read half of the page and the other party could read a page.
In order to take care of Qi Yan's speed, she will take the initiative to turn pages.
After doing this several times, Qi Yan suddenly took the book out of Nangong Jingnv's hand, closed the page and pressed it on her lap: "I taste and think all day long, it's not as good as what I learned in a few moments; I taste it and watch it, it's better to climb high. Bo Jian also. What's the next sentence?"
Nangong Jingnu was stunned and understood, Qi Yan realized that she hadn't finished reading it.
With some guilty conscience, he said, "How can this palace remember it?"
"Isn't Your Highness unforgettable?"
Nangong Jingnu was at a loss for words, and said with a blushing face, "It's so eloquent, even if I remember it, I can't recite it."
Qi Yan turned the book to the page just now and handed it to Nangong Jingnu, and recited the entire article fluently.
Nangong Jingnu held the book and lowered her head, murmured, "Ben Gong, I'm afraid you've been waiting for too long and you'll lose your mind..."
"This scholar can memorize from beginning to end when he is nine years old. This time, I just take it out and consolidate it. Of course, I can read it quickly."
"Oh… "
"Your Highness, turn a page forward and see what this article is called?"
"Persuading students to study." Nangong Jingnu was ashamed, hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice, "Are you disgusting this palace for not studying enough?"
"His Royal Highness misunderstood, I have no intention of this. It's just... I feel that books can make people understand and open their eyes. Every book is the heartfelt words of our ancestors. Life is too short to listen to what they have to say, or less. Take some detours."
Seeing that Nangong Jingnu seemed to have realized something, she said softly, "Your Highness is so smart, and God has given you an unforgettable ability. It's a waste of time to not use it to read."
"Sir, I've been mad at this palace for a long time..."
After twitching for a moment, Nangong Jingnu murmured again: "After marrying you, you don't even need to go to class."
"If Your Highness wants to learn, I am willing to teach you."
Nangong Jingnu turned her head to look at Qi Yan, somewhat reluctantly.
But seeing the look of the other party's expectation, he couldn't say anything to refuse.
Qi Yan struck while the iron was hot: "This minister is different from His Highness's previous teacher, and His Highness will not be bored."
"... how many hours do you read every day?"
"Well... two hours is enough with His Highness's talent."
Nangong Jingnu's small face twitched.
Who knew that Qi Yan pretended to be surprised and asked, "Does your Highness think there is not enough time?"
Nangong Jingnu quickly waved her hand: "No no no, that's enough!" It's been too long!
Qi Yan smiled brightly: "Then Your Highness has promised?"
Nangong Jingnu opened her mouth and glanced at Qi Yan: "Fox's heart."
Seeing Qi Yan's tiredness, Nangong Jingnu sat on the opposite stool: "You can rest for a while, you have been sitting for an hour."
"Um."
Qi Yan lay down on the bed, turned to look at Nangong Jingnu and said, "Your Highness, read this 'Encouraging Learning' aloud and try to explain it."
Nangong Jingnu exhaled helplessly, but still picked up the book and started to read.
When she put down the book and was about to start writing, she found that Qi Yan had already fallen asleep on the bed.
Nangong Jingnu got up and covered Qi Yan with a quilt, sat back on the stool and turned to the first page of the book to read from the beginning.
The sound of "Shasha" flipping the book came from time to time, and Nangong Jingnu, who used to have a headache when she saw the book, gradually became fascinated...
On the last night of the spring hunt, a loud cry pierced through the camp.
A herald carrying a wax-sealed bamboo tube, holding a red triangular command flag high in his hand, rushed into the camp on horseback, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Eight hundred miles urgent report! Hundred and eight miles urgent report..."
The soldiers on patrol gave way one after another, and the horse stopped in front of the tent.
The two servants helped them up, but the messenger pushed them away and stumbled into the big tent.
The tents in the distance were lit up one after another, and several older princes stood outside the tent in clothes and looked towards the big tent.
The herald knelt down on one knee and held the bamboo tube high above his head: "Eight hundred miles to report to Your Majesty!"
Nangong Rang came out from behind the screen in clothes: "What happened!"
Sijiu took the bamboo tube and handed it to Nangong Rang, consciously retreating three steps away.
Nangong Rang saw the red wax cover on the bamboo tube sinking. After coming to the desk, he sat down and lifted the bamboo tube to the candle. With a sizzling sound, the wax on the seal melted and took out the silk cloth, which turned out to be two copies.
Nangong furrowed his brows and shook off one of the blood-stained silk newspapers. He couldn't read any of the words on it—they were from Kitakyushu.
He opened another silk newspaper with a translation on it.
Minister Kitakyushu Jiedushi: Nagus Erri and risking his death to report to His Majesty:
On the 15th day of the second month of the 9th year of Jingjia, the son of Qiyan Sukhbaru, the former Khan King of the Plough, Qiyan Agula secretly assembled tens of thousands of slaves to seize several pastures and occupied more than 10,000 good horses.
The ministers led tens of thousands of troops to quell the chaos. They fought bloody battles for three days and were defeated, and Yizhou fell...
Upon hearing the news, the old slaves on the grasslands of various prefectures rose up, killed the guards, seized the city, and opened the gates to welcome Agula into the city.
Several ordnance, the treasury was swept away.
My minister, if the battle is lost, I will retreat to the Luoshui River, and I beg your Majesty to send a large army to help.
With a "bang", Nangong Rang slapped the silk cloth on the table heavily: "Trash! A bunch of trash! Cough, cough, cough..."
Si Jiu came to Nangong and asked him to take care of him: "Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body."
"Immediately pass on Lu Zhongxing, Shangguan Wu came to see me."
"Yes."
Lu Zhongxing and Shangguan Wu were arranging their clothes as they ran. When they entered the tent, they were about to greet him when they were interrupted by Nangong Rang, "Come here, you two."
"Yes."
Nangong Rang handed the silk cloth to the two of them: "Look at it."
Shangguan Wu knelt down to the ground: "This minister is guilty of death!"
Lu Zhongxing was also shocked: "This..."
Nangong Rang rubbed his eyebrows: "The silk newspaper only said that the northernmost Yizhou was lost, but it didn't say that Youzhou was lost. What's your guilt?"
Shangguan Wu replied: "If Erchen is in Youzhou, I will not let this fellow be so mad!"
"Okay, get up."
"Thank you, Father."
"The situation is urgent. I will write an imperial decree later, and you will immediately bring these two silk newspapers and the imperial decree back to Beijing. General Zhenbei, Shangguan Wu, will return to Youzhou to lead 20,000 elite soldiers to help the peaceful rebellion in Eri."
"Lu Zhongxing, you..." Nangong Rang suddenly stopped and changed his words: "You can stay by my side to escort me. You were once my imperial guard, and at this critical moment, I have to keep a trustworthy person by my side."
Lu Zhongxing knelt on his knees: "My son obeys the order!"
Nangong Rang said to Shangguan Wu again: "You only need to help Erihe to defend the crossing of the river, and reinforcements will arrive in a few days."
"My son obeys the order."
"Forty-nine, send the order down, and leave immediately to return to Beijing."
"Yes."
Nangong Rang wanted Lu Zhongxing to return to Beijing with the imperial decree, and ordered Lu Quan to lead a 50,000-strong army to Yizhou to retake the city.
At the last moment, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: he is not in the capital at this time, if the hostages are also released... Will Lu Quan take advantage of the chaos to capture the capital
The whole camp turned into a mess of porridge, and the palace maids and the servants were running around the camps: "Your Majesty has an order to set off and return to Beijing immediately."
"His Majesty has a purpose to leave for Beijing immediately."
Qiu Ju and Chuntao hurriedly entered the tent of Nangong Jingnu, one person lit the lamp and the other knelt down in front of the bed: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty has an order to leave for Beijing immediately."
Nangong Jingnu sat up: "What happened?"
Qiu Ju replied, "I don't know what the servants do. I respectfully ask Your Highness and the concubine to move the carriage immediately. The clothes have already been put on the carriage."
"I know this..."
Nangong Jingnu pulled on the cape and led Qi Yan, who was only wearing her underwear, out of the tent.
It was extremely chaotic outside, there were messy emperors or ministers everywhere, everyone was confused, and hurriedly got into their respective carriages...
Just as Nangong Jingnv and Qi Yan sat firmly, the carriage started.
Unlike before, this time the carriage moved forward at full speed, with unusual bumps.
Nangong Jingnu was caught off guard and leaned forward...
"Be careful, Your Highness!" Qi Yan grabbed Nangong Jingnu's arm and pulled the person into her arms.
Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat, and pretended to be lucky and said, "Wan Xingchen grabbed His Highness's arm indiscriminately, and His Highness sat firmly. Chen Ye can't see, and he may not be able to catch it next time."
"thanks."
Nangong Jingnu sat back in her seat: "What happened? Why is the father in such a hurry?"
Qi Yan also wanted to know, but it was unrealistic to ask Nangong Jingnu to ask at this time: "I seem to have heard the call of the herald just now."
"Ben Gong also heard it, it seems to be an emergency report of eight hundred miles."
Qi Yan guessed that the news of the Weiyang Palace's fire had spread, but it wasn't so much fanfare, so she said tentatively, "Could it be that something happened to the capital?"
Nangong Jingnv shook her head: "I don't know, I have to find an opportunity to ask the emperor."
The team walked for nearly eight hours in one breath, even if the people were not tired, the horses were tired.
Unable to let Nangong let the team stop, he ordered the stove to cook and prepare forage and salt water for the horses.
Nangong Jingnu jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the emperor...