Qingzhou City, Ling Palace Residence

This is a typical Jiangnan style courtyard with beautiful architecture. The courtyard is criss-crossed with rockeries and flowing water, surrounded by towering trees, and is very artistic.

Originally Ling Gong didn't like such a luxurious residence, but as the emperor Zhou Jiaqing insisted on rewarding it, Ling Gong simply couldn't refuse and simply moved in.

However, to this day, very few people in the entire Wu army know the identity of Ling Gong. All the civil and military ministers know that there is a resourceful and capable minister beside His Majesty the Emperor. As long as he takes action, he can basically win.

Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor trusted him very much and would not tolerate anyone being disrespectful to him.

At this moment, Ling Gong was sitting in the study room, reading a military report. His dull eyes moved slowly between the lines, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad between his eyebrows.

His desktop is very neat, and it can be seen that Ling Gong is a person who pursues details to the extreme.

"Mr. Ling, are you still busy?"

An old laugh quietly passed into Ling Gong's eardrums, and then an old man slowly walked into the house.

"Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

As soon as Ling Gong heard those words, he stood up, hurriedly walked to the door and helped Zhao Kexing into the house with a very respectful attitude.

The person who came was none other than the head of the Zhao family in Jiangnan, Zhao Kexing, the leader of the entire Chu Party. Of course, there has been no so-called Chu Party in Jiangnan since the chaos in the world.

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"Oh, oh, oh, Mr. Ling, you are so polite. You are your Majesty.

Zhao Kexing pretended to refuse, but still sat in the guest seat with Ling Gong's support.

However, a strange light flashed in Zhao Kexing's eyes, and he was observing the changes in Ling Gong's expression intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling Gong poured a cup of tea for the old man and said seriously:

"Mr. Zhao was joking, Ling Gong's life was saved by the Zhao family, and he is here today only because of Mr. Zhao's support.

"Haha, I am content with your words~"

Zhao Kexing smiled with satisfaction and was very happy with Ling Gong's reaction.

Ling Gong asked curiously:

"Why did you suddenly leave Yangzhou and come to Qingzhou? I didn't let the people below inform you in advance, so I could pick up the old gentleman in advance."

Qingzhou has always been the front line of the battle between the Long Army and the Wu Army. The main battles are commanded by Ling Gong, while Zhao Kexing shrinks in Yangzhou City, and Zhou Jiaqing runs back and forth between Wuzhou and Yangzhou. After all, the rear is safer than the front.

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"What's there to report? I'm not a pompous person."

Zhao Kexing waved his hand casually and chuckled:

"For more than half a month, our army has been winning consecutive battles and seizing the city and territory. Your Majesty, Long Yan, is very happy and has specially ordered the veterans to come to the front line to reward the soldiers.

By the way, please bring your Majesty's reward to you sir.

No, those things have been handed over to the housekeeper in the palace, and as for the things given to the soldiers, the people below will naturally handle them, so we don’t need to worry about them anymore."

"That's it~"

Ling Gong suddenly understood, bowed and said: "I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness, and I would also like to thank Boss Zhao for traveling all the way."

There was actually not much joy on Ling Gong's face. He didn't even ask what His Majesty's reward was. Anyway, Ling Gong had never looked down on gold, silver, and jewelry.

Zhao Kexing said casually:

"I'm feeling a little bored after staying in Yangzhou for so long, so I came to the front line to take a look.

Sir, is there any new good news in the past two days?"

Ling Gong shook his head:

"After several defeats, the Long Army learned its lesson and stayed closed. No matter how challenged our army was, they would not engage in battle. If we attacked by force, we would lose a huge number of troops and the gain would not be worth the loss. Therefore, the battle on the front line has reached a stalemate again in the past two days.

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I don’t know why, but the Long Army feels like they are fighting in a different style these days."

Ling Gong frowned slightly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"Haha, sir, you are really smart."

Zhao Kexing raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly:

"Because our old rival is back~"

"Old rival?" Ling Gong's pupils shrank slightly:

"Fifth Heart Rou?"

"That's right." Zhao Kexing nodded heavily.

: "This is the news that my Zhao family secret agent finally found out. Fifth Xinrou is currently in the Long Army camp in Qinghe Ridge."

"No wonder~"

Ling Gong's expression gradually became serious and he murmured:

"The entire Liang army has returned, and Fifth Xinrou can free up his hands. But I didn't expect this guy to come so quickly. It seems we have to be more careful next time."

When the news of the Liang army's retreat reached Jiangnan, Ling Gong had guessed that Wu Xinrou would come back, so he organized an army to counterattack intensively, hoping to weaken the Long army as much as possible before Wu Xinrou returned.

The old man leaned back on the chair and whispered:

"Your Majesty means the same thing. We must be extremely careful in the upcoming battle.

Fifth Xinrou is a man with many tricks and unfathomable tricks. If we are not careful, we will lose everything. Now that the situation in the world is getting more and more chaotic, I, Wu Jun, must not make a wrong step.

If you make one wrong move, you will lose everything~"

There was a hint of melancholy in Zhao Kexing's tone.

In the past six months, Chang Hantang has died, Xue Shen has died, and even he himself feels that his body is not as strong as before.

Time passed like a fleeting moment, and all the acquaintances and opponents in the past left one by one. Zhao Kexing felt an inexplicable loneliness in his heart.

Ling Gong sighed lightly and said:

"It would be great if the Liang army could hold off the Long army for another half year. Half a year should be enough time for us to attack

After defeating Yu Wenhao's troops, he marched northward.

What a pity~"

In fact, the previous battle between the Liang Army and the Long Army in Gyeonggi Province was the best opportunity for the Wu Army to take advantage of. However, the frontline soldiers were unable to attack the city and fortifications held by the Long Army, so Ling Palace could only stand still.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Zhao Kexing said coldly: "Yuwen Xingchen ceded territory to seek peace and betrayed his country for glory. The Yan army took the opportunity to attack Liangdi. If the Liang army does not return to the army, everyone in their hometown will be killed."

Although Zhao Kexing looked gray-haired and spoke intermittently, his mind was still very clear and he could analyze the general trend of the world with great clarity.

Ling Gong remained silent. He also understood Beiliang's predicament. No one else could stop the millions of Yan troops.

"Okay, that's all."

Zhao Kexing, who had been chatting for a long time, finally stood up and patted his butt:

"Mr. Ling, your majesty has great trust in you. Before I set off, your majesty made it clear that the war in Qingzhou will be decided by your majesty alone. There is no need to inform your majesty about all matters big or small. You have the greatest autonomy."

Ling Gong frowned and bowed:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The old man raised a finger and said:

"I'm still saying the same thing. If we defeat the Long Army, we can all survive. If we lose, our fate will be even more miserable than that of the Chang family."

Ling Gong's face was solemn, he cupped his fists and shouted:
Chapter completed!