After Sima Qingsha had a long talk with Luo Wei, he left the barracks and returned to Hefang City, and talked with the officials all night.
Luo Wei slept soundly that night, and he didn't care at all what kind of results the Beiyan lords in He Fangcheng could negotiate. When he woke up, the sky was already bright, and when he was about to get up, Wei Lan took the medicine and opened the curtain and walked in.
"Doctor Wei has just boiled it," Wei Lan put the decoction in Luo Wei's hand, and took the clothes for Luo Wei to wear.
"Is there any news in He Fangcheng?" Luo Wei was drinking soup and medicine like water, and he took a few sips, so that he could not feel much bitterness.
"Not yet," Wei Lan said, "going to explore the city?"
"No," Luo Wei stretched out his hand and let Wei Lan dress him. "It's not easy to enter that city, so let's just wait."
"Will Sima Qingsha send troops?" Wei Lan asked.
"Apart from sending troops, this prince has no other way to go," Luo Wei put on his clothes, still lying on the bed, patted the warm bed kang, and said to Wei Lan with great interest: "It's the first time I've slept on a kang in the north. It's really warm. When I go back, I'll make the bed like this, so I won't be afraid of freezing."
Wei Lan looked at the kang carefully and said, "It doesn't look difficult, but the ventilation needs to be done well."
This morning, the two of them huddled in the tent and studied the kang bed.
In the afternoon, Sima Qingsha came to the barracks again, this time he gave Luo Wei a letter of approval to send troops to go after Mo Huan Sang.
"Your Highness is wise," said Luo Weiquan, Sima Qingsha, "if Mo Huan Sang is wiped out, apart from a major problem in Beiyan's country, His Highness will be able to defend the country."
"Mo Huan Sang retreated all the way to Wushuang City," Sima Qingsha seemed willing to show some true emotions in front of Luo Wei, rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and said to Luo Wei, "Could it be that we are going to be in Wushuang? Will you fight him to the death under the city?"
"If Your Highness decides to send troops," Luo Wei said, "then our Zhou soldiers can also go out of Wushuang City and stop Mo Huan Sang in Tianshuiyuan, what does Your Highness think?"
"In Tianshuiyuan?" Sima Qingsha looked at Luo Wei, "Yunqi, have you already thought about these countermeasures?"
"We have thought a lot about the countermeasures," Luo Wei said frankly: "We think it is feasible to fight Mo Huan Sang in Tianshuiyuan, but it depends on your highness."
"I have sent someone to see Yang Yuanyuan," Sima Qingsha said no more, but told Luo Wei: "We will send troops tomorrow, Yunqi, you and I are in the middle army, get ready."
Luo Wei poured Sima Qingsha a cup of the tea brewed by himself, and said, "The last time I was in Wushan, His Highness said that Beiyan's tea was good, but this time Yunqi tasted it himself, and His Highness did not feel the taste of your tea here. Is it too hard?"
Sima Qing took a sip, "The tea we have here is pure and bitter, Yunqi is not used to drinking it?"
"I don't like things that taste bitter," Luo Wei was still holding some water with a few red dates in front of him. "The tea also depends on the mood. Why do I feel this way now?" Sima Qingsha said. He got up and said, "I'll go back and prepare. Yunqi, when this battle is over, I'll bring you a good tea that is not bitter."
"Okay," Luo Wei got up and said, "At that time, His Highness will be in the mood to drink tea."
Sima Qingsha came to the gate of the barracks, and when he was about to mount his horse, he suddenly whispered to Luo Wei, "Yun Qi, your tea is well-brewed." went away.
"Young Master?" Long Shi stepped forward and asked Luo Wei, "Beiyan is going to send troops?"
"Yeah," Luo Wei stood still, and when he saw Sima Qingsha looking back at him, he waved at Sima Qingsha and said to Long Shi, "Let's go tomorrow at this time, you all pack your luggage, we Going again."
That night, Sima Qingsha sat with his father, Emperor Sima Changtian all night. Emperor Sima Changtian had suffered a stroke. He was lying on the dragon bed and looked at Sima Qingsha. He seemed to have something to say, but he was speechless.
Luo Wei slept with Wei Lan that night, Wei Lan didn't dare to sleep soundly, but Luo Wei had a good night's sleep.
On the day of the expedition, Luo Wei looked at the heavy rain outside the tent and frowned, "Why is it raining again?" He complained to Wei Lan: "They say there is a lot of rain in the south, why is it the same here in the north?"
Wei Lan is also upset looking at the rain now, and has to travel in the rain again, can Luo Wei's body still bear it
"Young Master," Sun Li went to Luo Wei's tent. This time he also put on his armor. After bowing to Luo Wei, he said, "Your Highness, please come over."
"His Royal Highness is asking me to go with him?" Luo Wei said: "This is not necessary, I will go to the Central Military Camp by myself."
"His Royal Highness said that he still has something to say to the son," Sun Li said, "Please don't worry about it, son."
Sima Qingsha looked at Luo Wei who was walking in front of him. It was already winter and spring. Luo Wei was still wearing heavy winter clothes. I wonder if this person was too thin. The winter clothes did not look bloated on this person.
"Your Highness," Luo Wei didn't stop until he walked to Sima Qingsha's horse, and said, "Spring rain is as precious as oil. On the day the army set off for the expedition, the sky fell with this blissful rain. It seems that His Highness will be able to exterminate the country this time. Suffering, a great victory."
"Lend your auspicious words," Sima Qingsha said with a smile. The red sun in the sky is a good sign for the army to set off, but after hearing what Luo Wei said, it seems that this spring rain is also a good sign.
Three-way cannons sounded from the head of Hefang City, and the 350,000 Beiyan army left Hefang City and went to Tianshuiyuan outside Wushuang City.
Luo Wei and Sima Qingsha walked side by side. Luo Wei was good at observing words and expressions, and also knew how to please people. After a while, Sima Qingsha felt that he would not be lonely on the way to the expedition.
The news that Sima Qingsha sent troops to Hefang City reached Mo Huan Sang's army within three days.
When Mo Huan Sang had nothing to say, Sima Zhuxie almost went crazy and cursed Sima Qingsha to kill him, from Sima Qingsha to Emperor Sima Changtian, and finally the entire Sima royal family was scolded by him. one at a time.
Mo Huan Sang looked at Long Xuan who was sitting beside him with embarrassment.
Long Xuan's expression was as usual, as if he hadn't heard Sima Zhuxie's hysterical yelling.
"I'm tired," Sima Zhuxie said to the two people in the tent after the attack, "please let me be quiet for a while."
"Second Highness," Mo Huan Sang took a few steps to catch up with Long Xuan after he got out of the tent, and said, "Our Majesty is in a bad mood, so he is a little lost in what he said, and I hope you will forgive me, Second Highness. "
Long Xuan said: "It's nothing. It seems that Your Majesty has suffered a lot in He Fang's palace. It's better to let him vent his anger."
Mo Huan Sang smiled awkwardly, "It's fine if your Second Highness doesn't blame you, I won't accompany you now, please do it yourself."
"Okay," Long Xuan said, "General Mo should go and accompany His Majesty."
Mo Huan Sang turned around and ran away.
From Long Xuan's point of view, Sima Zhuxie is already a lunatic, and there is no use for it other than to use it. However, this Mo Huan Sang surprised Long Xuan quite a bit. He didn't expect that this world-famous fierce god was actually a polite and shy person. Kind of cute indeed. "Interesting," Long Xuan said to himself, looking at Mo Huan Sang's back.