After listening to Wu Zang Pei Zhen's narration, the Queen Mother Wu Zang slapped the table heavily.
"What are you talking about! An army of only 5,000 people suddenly raided to a location thirty miles away from our Haojing overnight, and no one can stop it?"
No hiding, Pei Zhen is speechless,
Gongjun's guard Li Quanhao is his die-hard brother.
At the beginning, Mo Qiaosheng led a group of cavalry and suddenly appeared outside the gate of Gongjun.
This made Li Quanhao very nervous. Because he could not figure out the strength of the opponent for a while, he had to close the city gate tightly and wait for it.
Who knew that Mo Qiaosheng looked so aggressive, but actually he had no intention of attacking the city. He led the five thousand cavalry in a majestic circle outside the city, and then turned to Songgao Mountain.
Li Quanhao reacted and led his troops out of the city to pursue, but he did not touch the tail of Mo Qiaosheng's troops.
It’s not just Li Quanhao from Gongjun. Dengfeng, Yangcheng, and the defenders in charge of millet were also in a state of chaos these days, spending their time anxiously looking for and defending the Jin army.
At this moment, they still didn't know that Mo Qiaosheng had already led his troops to rush to the vicinity of Haojing, snatched up the princess of Jin, and headed back home.
Pei Zhen clasped his fists and asked for help: "As long as my aunt removes the troops, my nephew will immediately leave the city and catch up with Mo Qiaosheng and the princess of Jin. I will also let them know that I, the Xirong cavalry, are not easy to bully."
The Empress Dowager Wu Zang let out a long sigh, stretched out her wrinkled hands and waved: "Don't say you can't catch up with them, just catch them up. On the border, Yu Dunsu is leading the army and is waiting to meet them at any time. You can't get any benefits if you go."
Pei Zhen still wanted to argue, but the Queen Mother stopped him.
"We have already signed a contract with the Jin State, and it is not appropriate to start another dispute. Let's take this opportunity to clean up the mess at home."
The Queen Mother pinched her brows, remembering the smart and generous appearance of the Princess of Jin.
For such a sister, her brother must be no different.
In the Kingdom of Jin, there was such a young monarch, the elusive Mo Qiaosheng on the battlefield, the calm and resolute Yu Dunsu who was good at defending the city, and the Zhang Fu...that one was annoying, but one had to admire his talent. Zhang Fu.
But in her own country, the Queen Mother did not think of her son who was fooled by the Queen. I felt frustrated.
"Zhen'er, what do you think of Princess Qianye from the Jin Kingdom?" Empress Dowager Wu Zang raised her head and asked her nephew.
"Ah, what does aunt mean?"
"I heard that this Princess Qianye is not married yet. I would like to ask for the prince to marry this princess and form a marriage alliance with the Kingdom of Jin."
But here they said that Cheng Qianye changed into men's clothes and returned to Zhengzhou with Mo Qiaosheng.
She was concerned about Zhang Fu's injury and left everyone behind to visit him.
As soon as he reached the door, he was almost bumped into by an attendant who was hurrying out the door carrying a basin.
Cheng Qianye lowered his head and saw that it was a basin of gauze soaked in blood. It had obviously just been removed from Zhang Fu's body.
Her heart sank.
One or two muffled and painful guttural sounds came from the room.
Cheng Qianye had already put his foot through the threshold, but then pulled it back twice.
Finally, he stepped through the door and stood silently by the door.
The treatment process was very long, and Zhang Fu's painful voice penetrated Cheng Qianye's heart.
But she didn't avoid it for a moment, staring at the dazzling blood.
Cheng Qianye said to himself, as long as you continue on this road, the blood you will see will only increase. Now that you have chosen, you can only adapt, you can no longer avoid it, and you can no longer shrink from it.
She closed her eyes and secretly swore in her heart: I will try my best to ensure that their blood will not be shed in vain.
By the time the doctor retreated, Zhang Fu had fallen into a coma.
Xiao Xiu's eyes were red and she carefully wiped the cold sweat from his head.
Cheng Qianye said with relief: "The doctor said that Zhang Fu's injury looks dangerous, but fortunately he is still alive. It's just that... the treatment process was a little more painful."
Xiao Xiu brought a chair and asked Cheng Qianye to sit on it.
He fell on the ground and made a solid salute.
"Why are you kneeling to me?" Cheng Qianye raised his hand, smiled and relaxed the atmosphere, "I came here because Zhang Fu is not only my important minister, but also my brother and friend. .”
Xiao Xiu wiped her face and said with a choked sob: "No matter what, I want to thank the lord, and I also want to thank the lord on behalf of my husband."
"You, you actually persuaded the master to go into danger." Zhang Fu's deep voice came from the bed, and he didn't know when he woke up, "I have taught you for so long, have you gone to the dog's belly? "
His voice was weak and he spoke softly.
But Xiao Xiu knelt on the edge of the bed fearfully, lowered her head and listened to the instruction, not daring to refute.
"Okay, okay." Cheng Qianye smoothed things over, "Don't scold him. You didn't see how anxious Xiaoxiu was at that time. If something really happened to you, I'd probably be the one here. Overwhelmed with tears."
Zhang Fu turned his face away from the wall and didn't look at them.
You are still angry. Cheng Qianye thought depressedly, being a monarch in ancient times was not an easy job. Not only did he have to deal with the concubines in the harem, he also had to coax the arrogant ministers of the previous dynasty from time to time.
"Zhang Qing, although you are ill, I have an urgent matter here and I need to trouble you." Cheng Qianye said seriously.
Zhang Fu had to turn his face.
"You have been in Quanrong for so long, and you know their situation best. Do you think we should take advantage of their civil strife to launch further attacks on them?" Cheng Qianye raised the topic, but in fact it was just to divert Zhang. Fu's attention.
"My lord, please don't be impatient." Zhang Fu really took it very seriously. He held on and tried to sit up.
Xiao Xiu hurriedly supported him and put several pillows behind him so that he could lean on and talk.
"Although Quanrong is in civil strife, the Empress Dowager has already taken control of the situation. Quanrong's military strength has not been weakened by this incident. If we go to full-scale war with them now, it may arouse their hatred of the same enemy. It’s also better for their stability.”
Zhang Fu said a few words and then breathed slightly.
Cheng Qianye hurriedly stopped talking: "Okay, you should cultivate yourself first. I know everything you said, and I will think about it carefully."
"It's okay for me to be a humble minister. Please allow me to finish, my lord." Zhang Fu raised his hand slightly, "We think we have captured Zhengzhou, but in fact our footing is not stable. Our country is now far inferior in terms of military strength and national strength. Quanrong. Please don’t be complacent. The current priority is to stabilize people’s livelihood, expand armaments, and develop national strength.”
Cheng Qianye said seriously: "Mr. Zhang's words are reasonable, and I will act accordingly."
Zhang Fu paused and mentioned another matter: "My lord, you..."
He glanced at Xiao Xiu and was about to ask him to avoid it.
Cheng Qianye coughed and said, "Xiao Xiu, he knows my identity."
"How many people know about this?" Zhang Fu asked nervously.
"Here in Zhengzhou, only you, Xiaoxiu, and Qiao Sheng know. In addition, my mother, Concubine Xu, Xiao Jin, and Tianxiang know my identity. No one else."
"But this time, my lord, how are you going to explain why you want the princess to go on a mission to Xirong?" Zhang Fu frowned.
Cheng Qianye was a little embarrassed. She was impulsive at the time and didn't think carefully about how to deal with the aftermath: "I just said I sent the princess away, couldn't I?"
She could see from Zhang Fu's expression that the excuse she had come up with was very poor.
Zhang Fu shook his head solemnly: "My lord, your identity is related to the foundation of our Jin Dynasty. How can you be so negligent? As long as someone pays attention and investigates, it is very likely that your identity will be exposed and the foundation of the country will be shaken."
Only then did Cheng Qianye realize that the problem was serious. She frowned and thought about the question seriously.
"This matter started because of me. Please ask me to make arrangements for my lord." Zhang Fu said, "My lord immediately announced to the outside world that Princess Qianye returned to Bianzhou first. I carefully selected from among the dead servants who have the same appearance. The person ordered her to disguise herself as a princess and live in seclusion in Bianzhou. Then she asked Princess Tianxiang to help her. After the lord returns to Bianzhou, she will occasionally resume her status as a princess and show up in public a few times. It can deceive people’s eyes and ears.”
Cheng Qianye breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great. Fortunately, you are here, so I finally don't have to worry."
But Zhang Fu poured cold water on her coldly: "This is only a temporary measure. To ensure safety, I also ask my lord to let the identity of Princess Qianye disappear forever in the future."
Cheng Qianye felt a little uncomfortable. Although she had chosen to take this path, she always had a vague expectation in her heart. She hoped that one day she could regain her identity as a woman, live openly with her sweetheart, and be free in a few days. Free days.
Now it seems that this hope has become so far away.
Cheng Qianye nodded, stood up and said goodbye.
When she reached the door, Zhang Fu stopped her.
"Lord," Zhang Fu said softly, "Thank you, thank you for personally taking part in the danger and saving me from danger."
"When I was in prison, I almost couldn't hold on a few times, but I always felt in my heart that the Lord would come to save me. With this thought, I gritted my teeth and endured."