When Ling Nanyao heard the imperial decree suddenly issued by Emperor Xuan Le in the early dynasty, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He immediately stood up and said: "Father, my son thinks this is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"I think that it is absolutely wrong to simulate the confrontation between the two armies, which takes time, effort, and money. This is absolutely wrong. The purpose of the confrontation between the two armies is just to make my Dayan man feel the current crisis of the war, but we just ended the war. It is precisely when it is necessary to recuperate, and if the emperor wants to observe, the son thinks it can be postponed for two years."
When Ling Xiyao heard Ling Nanyao's words, he knew his purpose. The household department was now in his hands, and he might have made Xuanle Emperor detect something because of this exercise.
It's just that the more Ling Nanyao blocked it, the more he wanted to make it happen.
"Father, my son thinks this is very good." Ling Xiyao glanced at Ling Nanyao. "The only ones who have participated in the real battle between the two countries are the defenders stationed at the border defense. The four major camps in the suburbs of Beijing are just behind closed doors. This is what the father did. It can let them experience the cruelty of the battlefield, and guard the capital more carefully and guard the safety of the father!"
Emperor Xuan Le stared at the two sons who insisted on each other's words, and set his sights on the other ministers.
"What do you think of Aiqing?"
Seeing Emperor Xuanle's question, Dayan's important ministers responded, but both agreed and opposed.
The ministers could not give any opinions, Emperor Xuan Le looked at Ling Beiyao who was silent, "Fourth, what do you think?"
Ling Xiyao's and Ling Nanyao's eyes were placed on Ling Beiyao's body.
"Father, my son thinks what the emperor brother said is reasonable, but what the second emperor said is time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive. My son has a suggestion, but I don't know if it is inappropriate to talk about it."
The emperor Xuan Le couldn't discern happiness or anger on his face, "you said."
"Erchen suggested to reduce the scope and only select two of them. The remaining two battalions should be replaced by another. They are smaller in scale and do not repeat each year. This can avoid the concerns of the two emperor brothers."
Emperor Xuan Le nodded, "It's so good."
Half a month later, Ling Chuyao's injury was more than half healed, and the day to simulate a confrontation between the two armies had arrived.
During this period, Zhuge Linlang went to Youluo Palace to ask Concubine Jing for peace, and was often blamed by Concubine Jing for Ling Chuyao's injury. But in Jing Fei’s opinion, Zhuge Linlang should
To bear all this for Ling Chuyao, without knowing the fact that it was the opposite, it was Ling Chuyao who was injured in order to protect Zhuge Linlang.
Zhuge Linlang felt ashamed, no matter what Jingfei said, she would not say a word, her left ear went in and the right ear came out, there was no rivalry in the past.
"Hmph, this palace has long known that you can't take good care of him, this palace said early in the morning that he would marry him a side concubine, but I didn't know what kind of ecstasy you poured him into, so that he would only guard you."
Zhuge Linlang felt a little bored when she heard Concubine Jing mention this topic again. But she endured all these in silence.
Fortunately, Concubine Jing had only beaten it once. Before Zhuge Linlang entered the palace, it was time to simulate the confrontation between the two armies.
Only the night before, a carriage arrived at the back door of the Southern Palace, and a figure led by the guards of the Southern Palace to Ling Nanyao's study.
After entering the house, this person took off the hood from his head, and he could see the neatly combed beard under the candlelight, which looked like a householder.
As soon as Mo Cheng saw Ling Nanyao, he couldn't wait to walk over, "Master, how good is this!"
Ling Nanyao shook his hand with the pen, and a cloud of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper, "Why is it so panic?"
"Lord, the two armies will face each other tomorrow, this..."
Mo Cheng hesitated to make Ling Nanyao a little dissatisfied. He crumpled the stained paper into a ball and asked: "If you have something to say, where is the hesitation like this!"
Mo Cheng took a deep breath, looked at Ling Nanyao, and said, "My lord, there has been nothing wrong in the capital in the past few years. How to do?"
Ling Nanyao stared at him, "What did you say?"
"Lord..."
"You!" Ling Nanyao rolled his eyes with anger when he heard the news, "Why are you telling this king now?"
Mo Cheng said: "There have been some problems over the past two days. Fortunately, the problem is not big, but it is very cumbersome. The minister has been solving it, and there is no time until today, but you did not come back from the palace until the evening, Lord."
Ling Nanyao waved his hand to interrupt him, "Forget it, it's useless to say this now, you tell this king first, what are they using now?"
"It's still iron, but the minister replaced fine iron with secondary iron."
Ling Nanyao said, "How many are there now? It shouldn't be too late to transport it over at night."
Mo Cheng shook his head. "The total number of people in Dongying and Xiying is nearly 100,000. We are only 30,000 now, which is far from enough."
Ling Nanyao walked back and forth in the study twice and couldn't think of a solution. He could only say: "Now I can only pray that there will be nothing wrong with tomorrow. As long as we can fool the past, we can change the rest slowly. come back."
Mo Cheng was a little anxious, "What if the emperor finds out?"
Ling Nanyao said: "In case of being discovered, I have to push a few people out to post. Fortunately, you are not too much. If you use the worst type, I'm afraid it will be exposed by the emperor at the beginning."
Mo Cheng also knew that it was too late to say this, but he was still uneasy, so he took the risk tonight. On the way back to the house, Mo Cheng had been hating why the formed army had no trouble early and no trouble late. It happened at this time!
The night passed in Mo Cheng's anxiety.
The simulated venue was arranged outside the city, so Emperor Xuan Le took the people out of the city gate at dawn.
After half a month of recuperation, Ling Chuyao's injury was already healed, as long as he didn't exercise vigorously, there would be no big problem.
He was also an entourage on this day.
For this grand event, people from the Ministry of Defense set up a high platform on the school grounds for Emperor Xuanle to watch. In front of the high platform is a clearing, and further afield are woods and hills, making it convenient for both sides to lie in ambush.
This time the military confrontation Emperor Xuan Le just sat on the high platform and waited for a result, and did not ask to watch the whole process. Ling Xiyao and Ling Nanyao took their respective men and horses to find a place to ambush, and both hope to take this opportunity to teach each other a lesson.
Ling Xiyao was holding a map behind him, guessing where Ling Nanyao might have laid ambush. He has been on the battlefield after all, and in this regard has more advantages than Ling Nanyao.
Ling Xiyao's personal bodyguard, Mou Ji, approached and whispered in his ear: "Master, the weapon in our hands in Dongying seems to be wrong. Did someone move their hands or feet?"
"what happened?"
"Shicai's subordinate sent two people to explore the way. When they came back, they met with Nan Wang's people. As soon as the two sides fought, the weapon suddenly opened a hole."
(End of this chapter)