When asking this question, the emperor kept looking at Yan Qing carefully.

In his opinion, it was too abrupt for a young man like Yan Qing, who had become famous as a young man, had a bright future, and had made bold words and had lofty aspirations, to suddenly resign and say that he wanted to go back to reunite with his family and provide for the elderly until his death.

It's just that Yan Qing kept his head lowered, and he couldn't see the change in Yan Qing's expression. However, Yan Qing, who had answered all questions without hesitation before, hesitated for a moment this time.

After a short silence, Yan Qing spoke again, and his calm voice became more sincere.

She said: "Now that the Qiang is in civil strife, the Xirong tigers are watching, and the situation in southern Xinjiang is unclear. The prince's time in charge of Western Xinjiang is still short. It is the time when fame and fame are needed to gain more power. In addition, the prince has saved the poor many times.

I am in a dangerous situation, and I have nothing to repay, and with these humble names, I hope I can help the prince or two."

Yan Qing's answer was a bit unexpected to the emperor, but he thought it was reasonable and seemed like something the Yan family would say.

However, this storyteller and opera singer had no repayment but to pledge her body to him. Now someone was asking for her to pledge her body to her, but she ended up risking her life and reputation to help him achieve a high position.

The emperor's mood was subtle for a moment, and he was a little worried for his nephew: "You haven't thought about it..."

The emperor was a little curious, whether Yan Qing really didn't know Meng Shulan's thoughts or was pretending not to know, but he paused mid-question and finally swallowed his words.

It would be better if Yan Qing understood this when asked. If he didn't understand, he, an outsider, would pierce the window paper and he might do something bad. If Meng Shulan found out later, she wouldn't know how to make trouble with him.

Thinking of Meng Shulan's mouth, which was as powerful as his elder sister's, the emperor thought it would be better to pretend not to know.

Let the juniors handle the affairs of the juniors by themselves. It is better not to get involved blindly.

In the blink of an eye, the emperor had already thought about it thousands of times, so the words on his lips became: "Have you never thought about returning to Western Xinjiang? With your familiarity with Western Xinjiang, if you are my assistant,

, wouldn’t it help Shu Lan better fulfill his role as commander-in-chief of Western Xinjiang?”

The emperor asked casually, but when he saw Yan Qing raising his head solemnly, he asked: "What do you think the situation in Northern Xinjiang is like now?"

The emperor was stunned and thought along Yan Qing's words.

Northern Xinjiang is now led by Guo Youning. Except for Qin Mang, who guards the northern pass, no one else can be regarded as completely loyal to the royal family.

The one they were loyal to was Guo Youning, the Marquis of Zhenbei.

However, Guo Youning and Xu Xiangfeng supported the third son as the heir. It is unknown how deep his involvement with Xu Xiangfeng is and how loyal he is to the royal family.

Overall, the situation in northern Xinjiang is not optimistic.

Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help but think of Dongjiang, the only peaceful place now, and he felt that one was as big as the other.

He knew that he had inherited a mess from the late emperor, but why did the mess suddenly get so bad that all three frontiers were clearly at a disadvantage?

"So when you return to Northern Xinjiang, you want to take over the Qin family army under your grandfather, General Qin?"

The emperor rubbed his eyebrows and asked Yan Qing.

"Yes and no."

Yan Qing's answer was ambiguous.

The emperor raised his eyes: "What should I say?"

Yan Qing pondered for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty, you should know that General Qin has a adopted son, who is also Wei Chen's nominal uncle, and is the successor trained by General Qin. If General Qin dies, the Qin family army should be taken over by Wei Chen.

Uncle takes over."

At this point, Yan Qing paused and frowned, as if there was something he couldn't say, but before the emperor asked in detail, Yan Qing continued, "Xueyuan has been suppressed for a long time. If there is a counterattack,

They must be well prepared, and I privately believe that the troops and horses in the north may not be enough to defend against the enemy."

"Therefore, Wei Chen wants to second the troops from the Northwest Joint Defense Battalion."

Although he didn't know why Yan Qing was so sure, this was something he had not considered before, so when Yan Qing talked about it, the emperor's heart suddenly became a little calmer.

Wu'an had just fought a tough battle with Xirong and experienced a civil strife. It could be said that the house was leaking and it rained all night. There were things going on everywhere, but there was not enough manpower.

All the troops in the Xueyuan were killed by Qin Mang more than ten years ago, leaving behind their helmets and armor, and their vitality was severely damaged. They had to give in to Baili and submit a letter of surrender, so they were particularly wary of General Qin.

But that was already more than ten years ago, and Qin Mang is no longer the young man in his prime, so there is no guarantee that after recuperating, the various tribes in the snowfield will not think of a comeback.

In other words, they may have already made advance preparations.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the snow stone powder Wen Zhemao used to poison him and Xiao Liu.

Snow stone powder is unique to snowfields. Because it is colorless and odorless, it can be inadvertently put into food and extremely harmful to people. Therefore, the entry of snow stone powder has been banned in Wu'an.

But this kind of thing can still be scattered in the imperial court, which shows that there are high-ranking officials in this court who are on the line of Xueyuan.

I just don’t know if it’s just the boss who’s on this line, or if there’s someone else hiding there.

If there is a traitor in the court, then Xueyuan really has to guard against it!

"The mobilization of soldiers from the Northwest Joint Defense Battalion requires the handwriting of the commanders of both Western and Northern Xinjiang."

The emperor asked Yan Qing in a deep voice, "Are you sure you can get the order to mobilize troops from the hands of the Marquis of Zhenbei?"

You must know that the Northwest Joint Defense Battalion is an important military location, and the soldiers in it cannot be easily mobilized. It is almost impossible to get Guo Youning to give instructions for troop deployment based on mere speculation.

The emperor was thinking about whether to give Yan Qing a special order. After all, even if he was an emperor with little real power, he was still an emperor. The emperor's order was issued, even if there was no order from Guo Youning to mobilize troops, it would be the same.

Whether it works or not depends on how Guo Youning trains his soldiers.

However, the emperor's heart was heavy, but Yan Qing raised his lips and smiled: "The Northwest Joint Defense Battalion is composed of soldiers from Western and Northern Xinjiang. Northern Xinjiang has no transfer orders from the Marquis of Zhenbei, but the ministers are helpless, but with the transfer orders from Western Xinjiang,

Wei Chen believes that the brothers in Xijiang are still willing to give Wei Chen a face."

The emperor was stunned, never expecting that Yan Qing had this idea.

But for a minister of hers, in front of her as the emperor, she said that she could mobilize troops just by looking good. Doesn't this mean she doesn't take him seriously as the emperor?

But Yan Qing's next words made him have no time to worry about face and power. After all, if the Wu'an empire was gone, his emperor would be nothing more than a decoration.

She said: "If it is really time for Xueyuan to counterattack, Xueyuan must have been fully prepared. If we had asked the Marquis of Zhenbei for orders to mobilize troops at that time, I am afraid that the defense line in the north would have been lost."

The emperor himself had fought on the front lines, so he naturally understood the importance of having an army with speed.
Chapter completed!