Huo Zichong heaved a sigh of relief, it was a good thing to see that the emperor was in good spirits.
Ever since he left Beijing, the emperor's face became more and more ugly every day, and he didn't know why, so he urged everyone to hurry, scaring the group of guards behind him so that they didn't dare to say anything, and ran forward no matter how sleepy they were. Eunuch Qin often came to report the situation in the palace, but as he got farther and farther away from Beijing, the frequency of his reports became slower and slower, and the emperor became less and less talkative.
If killing the pirates could make him feel better, then he would rather deal with a few more batches.
"Your Majesty." A deputy general reported: "It is reported that Prince Xi has already started to transfer troops three days ago, and about 50,000 people have already marched to Qiushan."
Yu Wenjie hooked his lips: "How long will it take to get to Fengcheng?"
"Back to the emperor, according to the current marching speed, it will take two days."
Fengcheng is the border of Prince Xi's fief, there is a branch road, the fief to the east, and Qiushan to the west.
"Very good." The emperor nodded: "The order will go on, and you can rest for two days before going to Fengcheng."
"yes."
Huo Zichong was a little surprised, didn't the emperor always want to hurry? How could he go to Fengcheng to rest instead? However, when the people behind heard this, they cheered up a little and marched forward with vigor.
Two days later, when they arrived in Fengcheng, Yu Wenjie sent someone to send a letter to the Hou Mansion, and then began to organize the army, waiting for backup.
"Master." Qing Ling ran in happily, holding the letter that just arrived in her hand: "Look quickly!"
Hua Chunzheng was feeling bored, when she saw what she brought, she was slightly taken aback, took it and opened it.
"What is this?" Staring at the strange pattern on it for a long time, Hua Chun raised his eyebrows: "Ancient hieroglyphs?"
Qing Niao was taken aback for a moment, and leaned over to take a look.
A stick figure was drawn on the letter paper, holding a stick in his hand, as if he was going to hit something. Behind him was a mess... Oh no, it was another person made up of several lines, holding a stick in his arms. A biscuit.
"What do you mean by that?" Qing Ling couldn't understand either, she stared and said, "Shooting pancakes?"
Hua Chun said seriously: "My Majesty is really a cutting-edge abstract art school."
When marching outside, this kind of code language may only be used for sending letters, so as not to reveal anything. However, this code word will not reveal anything, and it is completely incomprehensible to her.
"Has Master Hou come back?" she asked.
Qing Niao nodded: "Servant, please go and invite him over."
Hua Chun held the letter paper and waited, and when He Changan came, he handed it to him.
He Chang'an's expression was very serious, and he didn't mean to be joking at all. After watching for a while, he said: "The emperor is going to start a fight with Prince Xi."
Hua Chun was startled, staring at the abstract painting in his hand: "How do you see this?"
He Changan pointed it out to her: "This is the emperor himself, holding a weapon in his hand, which obviously means to fight. The picture on the back is you, and the future little heir is in his arms, which means that if there is anything wrong I also want you to take care of the child with peace of mind."
His heart sank, and Hua Chun's eyes immediately turned red: "Is it dangerous?"
"Looking at the picture, I don't know, but it should be somewhat risky to be able to write back to appease." He Changan frowned: "The emperor should have arrived in Fengcheng, and he might turn to go to Qiushan there. There are important towns with troops stationed outside, which can be supported."
In other words, the emperor is likely to form an army in Fengcheng and go to Qiushan instead. Doing this also means that Prince Xi has a heavy army in Qiushan, otherwise he wouldn't have to change his course temporarily.
Hua Chun was extremely worried, and tugged at He Changan's sleeve and asked, "What can we do to help him?"
"There's nothing to help, just prepare for the aftermath." He Chang'an said: "The emperor should be able to win, but for attacking Prince Xi's army for no reason, we need to give an explanation, otherwise our emperor will make trouble for no reason."
"Okay." Hua Chun nodded, but did not let go of the frown.
Fighting, she has been living in a peaceful age, where has the experience of such a husband going to the battlefield? The sword has no eyes, and I don't know if Yu Wenjie's kung fu will work or not.
"Qing Niao, let's do something about Mary Su." Really worried and restless, Hua Chun said: "Go and cut the paper, let's make a thousand paper cranes."
Qing Niao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately agreed, and went to find colored paper to cut.
On the first day, Hua Chun made a secret wish in his heart, hoping that Yu Wenjie would win the flag and beat Yu Wenxi to pieces!
On the second day, Hua Chun felt that it didn't matter if he couldn't win, as long as the emperor didn't get hurt.
Then on the third day, while folding the thousand paper cranes, Hua Chunhong said in a low voice with eyes wide open: "Don't ask him to be rich, don't ask him to be majestic, as long as he comes back alive."
Qing Niao looked sad, and hurried out to ask someone to inquire about the situation.
The emperor commanded an army of 30,000, and asked Huo Zichong to be the vanguard. He marched in the middle of the night and raided Qiushan.
Qiushan is a place name, not a mountain, but a small town surrounded by mountains. The soldiers here received orders to hide and did not want to fight, so they did not wear their armor and rested scattered around the small town.
The battle erupted in an instant. Ten thousand soldiers rushed into the city, controlled the governor and governor, and searched for soldiers from house to house. Before everyone could react, there were half of the fifty thousand soldiers was captured.
Yu Wenxi was furious when he received the news: "Didn't it mean that the emperor is going to the main city soon? Why did he fly to Qiushan suddenly?"
The subordinate replied tremblingly: "The spies in front kept saying that the emperor was coming to the main city, but they didn't notice that they were marching towards Qiushan at all..."
"Idiot!" With a low curse, Yu Wenxi roared, "I will kill all those spies! They are all traitors! Send reinforcements to Qiu Shan immediately!"
"My lord!" A counselor came out and cupped his hands: "You must not reinforce."
"He's knocking on my door, why don't I say anything?" Yu Wenxi stared.
The counselor said: "Qiushan is not my fiefdom, and the soldiers there cannot be the prince's soldiers. If the prince sends troops to reinforce, it will fall into the emperor's plan."
Yu Wenxi was not stupid, and quickly realized it.
His grandma's, those were the soldiers he secretly hid, and they were not within the fiefdom's military strength, so he really couldn't recognize it, otherwise, he was at fault and was waiting to be punished by the emperor in the name of justice.
But, how could it be possible for him to watch his elite soldiers be killed
"Let the Japanese pirates go, let's borrow a way." The counselor said: "The prince can sit back and reap the benefits."
"This..." Yu Wenxi was a little hesitant: "I'm afraid it's wrong to lure wolves into the house?"
The counselor shook his head: "It's just an expedient measure, otherwise, would the prince be willing?"
Naturally, I am not reconciled! After thinking about it, Yu Wenxi nodded.
Yu Wenjie played tricks on him, so don't blame him for not thinking of brotherhood, if he wants to swallow his soldiers, he will have to leave half of the meat!