Nan Yan also said happily: "Where did you transfer so many soldiers? Is it Beiping?"
Li Bushang lowered his head: "No."
"where is that?"
When Nan Yan asked him, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure walking behind him, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be Duke Ding Wu Yingqiu!
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.
Under the light of the fire, Wu Yingqiu's pale hair was fluttering slightly in the wind, with a feeling that dandelions would fly away at any moment, and he looked older, but when he walked in, his eyes were still hale and hearty, and he couldn't see it at all. It is a pair of old man's eyes.
Walking forward, trembling, he bowed down to Zhu Feng.
"Old minister, pay homage to the emperor."
Zhu Feng raised his hand: "Duke, please stand up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
His son Wu Ding followed behind him. After getting up, he immediately helped his old father up. The two saluted Nan Yan again: "I pay my respects to the imperial concubine."
Nan Yan looked at them solemnly, and nodded slightly.
Zhu Feng said: "Your Majesty has worked hard."
Wu Yingqiu arched his back, and said in a deep voice: "The old guard came late, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."
"Hey, the Duke has meritorious service in escorting him, so why should he be guilty?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Nanyan stood aside, silent.
At this time, Zhu Feng looked at Wu Yingqiu's pale hair, and said, "However, the matter of leading the army can only be left to your son. At such an old age, why do you need to go there yourself?"
Wu Yingqiu coughed twice, looking even weaker, but insisted: "No, he can't."
"..."
"This time it's for escort, it's about the emperor's safety, how can the old minister not come in person."
"..."
"Besides, the old minister is really worried about King Ning's wolfish ambition."
Zhu Feng hooked the corners of his lips: "Your Majesty has worked hard."
"Don't dare."
Zhu Feng looked back again. Under the city tower, the battlefield was still being cleaned, and those panic-stricken people had already returned to the city gate and were about to walk in.
Zhu Feng then said: "It's freezing cold, the Duke must be very tired after a long journey."
"Don't dare to be tired."
"Let's go to the Bieyuan to rest first. After the cleaning here is finished, I will talk to the Duke in detail."
"Yes, the old minister will leave."
Wu Yingqiu made a salute, turned around slowly, and Wu Ding helped him away.
When both father and son got off the tower, Zhu Feng looked at Li Bushang again, and his tone was a little more relaxed than before: "You did a good job."
Li Buhur lowered his head.
"However," Zhu Feng looked at the vast night and said, "I calculated the distance, and the time you arrived was half a day later than I estimated in my heart."
Nan Yan turned to look at him.
Li Bushang still lowered his head and said: "Originally the time was just right. However, because the Duke insisted on coming with the minister, he was old and couldn't stand the bumps on the road, so the people under his command slowed down. speed."
"oh… "
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
After being silent for a while, he walked to the inner city wall and looked down. Wu Ding had already helped Wu Yingqiu to walk down tremblingly, and there was a carriage below to meet him. After he went up slowly, the carriage was crowded. The crowd moved forward.
Zhu Feng smiled: "The Duke is indeed - loyal."
Li Buhur didn't speak.
But at this time, Nan Yan completely understood.
It turned out that Zhu Feng did not go to Beiping to transfer troops, but asked Li Bushang to go to Henan to find Ding Guogong to ask for soldiers.
Indeed, in comparison, it is much faster to go to Dingguogong to transfer troops from here than to go back to Beiping; moreover, officials at all levels will know that when they go back to Beiping to transfer troops, things will become serious by then. I'm afraid it will give some caring people an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Zhu Feng did make such a decision after careful consideration.
That's why he has been looking at the map for the past two days, and it turned out that he was counting the footsteps of Xu Shifeng and Wu Yingqiu.
And Wu Yingqiu, who just rushed over from Henan, should be faster than Xu Shifeng who rushed to Changqing City first, took it down, and then rushed back to Crane City day and night.
However, they arrived almost at the same time.
Wu Yingqiu slowed down a bit.
But luckily, it's not too late.
It can be said that it came at the right time - just right, so that people can't fault it at all.
Just as she was concentrating on something, she suddenly heard a hissing sound next to her, and turned her head to see that it was Nan Yan who shrank her neck slightly.
When the battle was fierce before, I didn't feel it, but now that all the dust has settled, standing in the biting wind at the top of the city, I feel that my hands and feet have been blown cold.
Seeing her like this, Li Bushang subconsciously wanted to take a step forward.
However, just as he was about to lift his footsteps, Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and took the pale little girl into his arms.
"cold?"
"Well-"
It was very cold, but being held in his arms, the familiar body temperature warmed her up, which made her not so cold, but he was too open in public.
Nan Yan couldn't help but blush.
Subconsciously trying to break free, Zhu Feng's hand exerted a little more force and held her in his arms, not allowing her to move.
"The emperor..."
"Let's go, let's go down first."
"Why."
The two walked down together.
Li Bushang looked at their backs, fell silent for a moment, and followed them.
Walking down the tower, I saw those terrified common people re-entering the city under the escort of the army, their legs were limp and their feet were limp, crying bitterly, obviously terrified by what happened before.
At this moment, those soldiers escorted several people and walked out from the crowd.
Nan Yan was taken aback: "This is—"
Zhu Feng said solemnly: "They were arranged by King Ning in the city. The reason why the common people kept clamoring to leave the city before was because of their own thoughts, but it was more because of this group of people stirring up the flames inside."
"oh?"
Nan Yan took a closer look, indeed, it was like the few people who had been yelling in the crowd when Zhu Feng was talking to the people before.
Nan Yan snorted: "This kind of person cannot be forgiven lightly."
"certainly."
Zhu Feng waved his hand and told them to take these people down.
And at this moment, Nanyan saw a young man in the crowd, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his head was swollen like a pig's head.
He hummed: "If you want to catch the traitors, you should catch them after you've spotted them. I'm not a traitor. Why don't you beat those people, but just me? Ouch!"
He limped in pain, and walked back in embarrassment.
Nan Yan pointed at the man: "Then, what's going on?"
"Well-"
Zhu Feng glanced at the man, and only coughed lightly: "Ahem, maybe, I made a mistake."
"Oh, how pathetic."
Seeing Nanyan's sympathetic gaze, Zhu Feng took another look at the man's limping back, with a little coldness in his eyes.
Dare to say that the concubine's words are farting
I, may I forgive you lightly