Chapter 264 Letters from Home and Before the War
The three Zhang Guangpu and the 19 lieutenant colonels, after struggling in every possible way, finally obeyed the order and went. They did not know what the purpose of the prince was, but they understood that the prince Mr. Wang has his purpose after all.
Hongshu watched the group of people leave, frowning slightly, seriousness written all over her beautiful face, and bowed: "I don't understand!"
"Oh?"
< br>Xin Zhuo continued to play with the small sword and said with a smile: "What don't you understand?"
Hongshu said: "The prince must have asked them to spread the plague. There is no need to say how loyal these people are. Even the three Zhang Guangpu are very utilitarian and can be trained. Why doesn't the prince tell them directly? Isn't it possible? A better strategy?” ...I don’t need them to do anything at all, as long as they go.”
The so-called plague cannot kill all the Western Region armies. Those people are not fools, so they naturally have their own ways to avoid the plague. , and it is impossible for all the millions of troops to be infected in just two days.
The drugs that were injected into the bodies of Zhang Guangpu were not real plagues. They could only be transmitted through breathing and make people vomit. Diarrhea, soreness and numbness all over.
At that time, it will be good to weaken the effective strength of the Western Region Allied Forces as much as possible.
"My slave understands."
Hongshu nodded as if he understood, and stepped aside.
"Prince of the County!"
At this time Ying Jianying hurried in from outside and handed over two letters, "Letter from the capital!"
Letter from home?
Xin Zhuo took the first letter and opened it. It was written by the old lady. A few months later, the old lady had woken up and her body had recovered well. However, she was not as strong as before. All matters at home were left to that person... …The grandson’s daughter-in-law, Princess Shengping, temporarily takes the place of her.
Princess Shengping’s abilities are very outstanding, and her skills and temperament are very suitable for the old lady. All the widowed princesses and ladies are also convinced by her!
In just a few months, the big and small matters in the family have been handled in an orderly manner. Whether it is the young master, the head of the branch family, the manager of the shop below, or the thousands of servants in the house, they all admire and respect him.
The old lady changed her tone at the end of the letter and pointed out that all the dignitaries, court ministers, scholar princes, and martial arts masters in the capital were paying attention to the war in the Western Regions. She also pointed out in a subtle way that, except for ordinary people and ordinary officials, Full of worries, it is difficult to understand the thoughts of the upper-level ministers.
In the end, he was very worried about his safety and asked him to take care of himself no matter what. If things couldn't be done, he could flee back to the capital with his soldiers. If he lost the Western Regions, he would lose them. He could go home and be an idle emperor. Relatives and relatives.
Xin Zhuo put down the letter and frowned. This old lady was really old. Ever since she smashed the mansions of the ministers and the emperor's gates, the situation had reached a dead end. If there was no strong military or martial arts realm that could be relied on, How can they tolerate themselves?
This time the competition is about skill, it is a showdown with Beijing. Apart from winning, winning completely, there is no way out!
After a moment of silence, I opened the second letter, and my brows furrowed even more tightly:
“I wish you well, husband, I did not commit suicide, no matter how your husband views my past and future. I have to wait for the news of my husband’s victory...I will always be waiting for you at Jiang’s house...
Everything is safe at home, husband, take care of everything, don’t miss it!”
The signature is Ji Yaoyue.
There is no writing style to speak of, and there is not much explanation, just like an ordinary wife.
Husband...
Ha!
Xin Zhuo flicked his fingers, and the envelope was broken into countless pieces, falling like snowflakes.
Be unfaithful once, never be faithful again!
Although Ji Yaoyue did not say that she was unfaithful, she was the most vicious person in the world if she trapped herself to death. It would not be an exaggeration to kill her.
It's just that he suddenly couldn't understand this woman's thoughts. Any woman with normal thinking would never do such a price reduction between life and death enemies.
I wish I could kill you, but you are willing to commit yourself to being a widowed wife. Although women are very popular in this world, marriage is definitely the biggest and most important thing in any woman's life!
What do you think?
Go back another day and kill her? It seems to be a very low-status and boring thing!
The inexplicable change in mentality seemed to kill her and make her no longer fun.
Strip her naked? Ask her if she knows she is wrong? I feel sick just thinking about it!
Su Miaojin... I have sent her three letters, all of them have been lost in the sea and there is no news.
I don’t know, what is she thinking about?
On the side, Hongshu and Ying Jianying saw the unhappy look on the prince's face and couldn't help but remain silent.
“Get out! I want to think about something.”
Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows.
Hongshu and Ying Jianying looked at each other, left in a hurry, closed the palace door tightly, and stood in front of the door to wait carefully.
However, for a whole day and night, the prince did not go out. Even the old commander Jiang Hu ran to the courtyard and cursed, but there was no movement in the palace.
Until the next day, when night fell, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Cui Ying'er, and Xiong Zhao all arrived, looking at the closed door with strange eyes.
"What is the prince doing?" Cui Ying'er asked quietly.
Hongshu said worriedly: "We have not been out for a day and a night, and our meals have not been used. We dare not disturb you!"
"There is trouble in the army of the Western Regions, and we must let the county king know!"
Murong Xiu had been training in the army for several months, and his face had grown stubble, and he had become much more mature. He pushed open the palace door without hesitation: "Master, I have something to do..."
No words. After I finished speaking, I couldn’t say any more.
A group of people outside looked in and were surprised -
The county king let his long hair down and used more than a dozen pieces of white paper to piece together a huge topographic map, including One state and five prefectures, thirteen countries in the Western Region, and the Xihe Nine Waters Corridor , Three Thousand Li Ma Yuan, etc...
There are scattered brushes and inkstones on the ground. At this moment, Xin Zhuo is standing in front of the huge map, with his hands behind his back, his expression is extremely calm, and he even exudes a power that is not willing to look at. light.
"Prince of the County!"
"The Boss!"
Everyone shouted and stood aside cautiously.
Xin Zhuo suddenly walked over to the desk and sat down cross-legged, his eyes filled with coldness and severity: "Is there a commotion in the Western Region Army?"
Murong Xiu's face was filled with joy, Said: "Yes! Today, the Western Region Army stopped attacking, and the scouts reported that near the main camp of the Western Region Army, mourners were everywhere!"
"But... this is not a blessing."
Cui Ying'er sighed, "It seems that we will run out of food tomorrow, just like we did in Fulong Mountain."
"It doesn't matter. !”
Xin Zhuo looked at the huge topographic map on the wall, and suddenly flicked the small sword in his hand and slammed it into somewhere on the map.
Everyone looked around quickly and saw the words "Xiao Feichuan" written clearly on the map where the small sword was poked.
Remember it is a vast plain area!
What does the prince mean?
“Notice, the army will be fully paid tonight, the three passes will be abandoned tomorrow, all the Western Qin troops will assemble, the last meal will be cooked at the end of Mao hour, the iron pot will be broken, and the army will set off at the beginning of the morning!”
Xin Zhuo stood up and looked at the crescent moon that had just risen in the sky outside the window: "The time has come!"
A group of people looked shocked and saluted in unison: "Here!"
(End of this chapter)