In the palace of Prince Fu, Prince Fu's father looked solemn. Princess Ninghui wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and cried: "Father, the place at the border is really too dangerous. Even General He was killed in the battle. I'd better write a letter.
Call Yang'er and Lang'er back! We don't want any credit."
What's the use of military merit if someone makes a mistake!
Zhu Yang is her nephew, the eldest grandson of Prince Fu, and Ding Lang is her only son. Nothing can happen to either of them.
Prince Fu sighed deeply: "Sister, you are speaking lightly. That day, my father went to the prince in person and put the two brothers on the list of entourage with all his face. Now he is coming back for no reason. How can my father be so open to this?
mouth."
Prince Fu still has to lose face!
Princess Ninghui said with red eyes: "Father, it is inconvenient to write this letter, so I will write it. I will write a letter when I get back tonight, and send people to the border overnight, asking them to set off and come back immediately after receiving the letter."
Prince Fu frowned and said in a deep voice: "No! Isn't fighting a child's play? We have already gone there, so there is no reason to return to the capital without permission. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also at the border. Isn't the Emperor worried about the Prince's safety? Don't we have to hold on?
Already."
Emperor Qing'an only had the crown prince. In terms of nobleness, who in the world could be as good as the crown prince?
Princess Ninghui was speechless for a moment, gritted her teeth and said: "The prince is the crown prince of Da Qi, so naturally he cannot run away. Otherwise, he will not be able to face the ministers in the future. We don't need to compare with the prince."
Prince Fu frowned even more: "Bastard! If these words get out, how can you have the dignity to enter the palace? You listen to your father about this matter, there is no need to write a letter, let the two of them stay at the border with peace of mind.
.”
"Father..."
Prince Fu looked sharply at Princess Ninghui.
Princess Ninghui knew Prince Fu's temper very well and knew that it would be useless to beg her. When Prince Fu arranged a marriage for her and asked her to marry into the Ding family, she had such an unexplainable expression.
Prince Fu loved her daughter, but he was not obedient. When he became dictatorial, there was nothing she could do about it.
She could only tremble and silently pray to Bodhisattva every day to protect her son and nephew.
Princess Ninghui picked up the handkerchief and covered her face, sobbing softly.
Prince Fu was upset when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Father, General He died in the battle. Thousands of soldiers were killed, and another three thousand were captured. The border troops were afraid that their morale would be completely lost, so they could not help but ask.
I don’t know what’s going on now.”
It takes five days to send the battle report from the border to the capital, changing horses all the way day and night. In other words, this is the battle report five days ago. Not only are the Tatars not stupid, but they are also fierce and cunning, and they will never miss such a good opportunity.
I don’t know how fierce the fighting has been in the past few days.
Prince Fu also thought about this and felt quite heavy: "Let's wait for the battle report to be sent to the capital!"
After a pause, he sternly warned Princess Huining again: "It is not a good thing to gain wealth and honor in a dangerous situation. There is no such thing as a pie in the sky just lying there. The two brothers are both in their twenties and have children. Even so.
There are three advantages and two disadvantages, but the incense will not be cut off. If you want to earn military merit that day, you have to bear the dangers that come with it."
Princess Ninghui was so remorseful that her intestines were almost green.
Had she known this, even if she had been beaten to death, she would not have let her son leave the capital with the prince. It is too late to say anything now. I just hope that Ding Lang will be smarter and hide behind, and don't get carried away and go into battle.
Prince Fu and his wife also cried in the room.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Princess Fu quickly wiped away her tears and stood up to greet her: "How is it? Father, have you let go?"
Prince Fu shook his head: "My sister has been begging for a long time, but my father didn't let go. He even scolded my sister with a livid face."
Prince Fu's concubine felt bitter in her heart, and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes: "Then what should we do? Just forget it like this?"
Prince Fu sighed: "My father is right. No one is as noble as the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is waiting at the border, so how can others come back?"
For the first time in her life, Princess Fu and Princess Ninghui had the same idea and regretted it.
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On the same night, a similar situation happened in Prince Zhao's mansion.
It was inconvenient for Princess Zhao to come to beg her father-in-law. Princess Zhao was worried about her son's safety and cried and begged King Zhao: "Let's find a way to bring our son back! If the border army is defeated again, I don't know how many people will die. My son is too old at the border."
It’s dangerous.”
With a sullen and plump face, King Zhao glanced at Princess Zhao coldly: "You have long hair but short knowledge. What's the point of returning to Beijing at this time? Once you lose the reputation of running away from battle, how can you have the face to be a good person in the future?"
"Don't even mention this matter. If you are really worried about his safety, pick two hundred soldiers from the mansion and set off with the army to the border, and let the soldiers protect him every step of the way."
This is a good idea.
The helpless Princess Zhao wiped her tears and began to think quickly about which central and reliable people to send.
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Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Emperor Qing'an had been reviewing memorials and handling political affairs, and he was busy until midnight. Eunuch Yang stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Does the emperor want to sleep in peace?"
Emperor Qing'an said: "I want to go to Jiaofang Palace."
As expected, Queen Yuan, who usually went to bed early and slept well tonight, stayed awake tonight, and there were still wet tears under her eyes.
Emperor Qing'an looked distressed, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears of Queen Yuan, and comforted softly: "My dear, don't worry. General He attacked the enemy camp at night and was ambushed and killed. Most of the enemy camp's food and grass were also burned, and there were many casualties.
.The enemy army will not be able to hold out for long without food and grass. Maybe they will retreat soon."
Empress Yuan, who was usually very easy to fool, suddenly had a bright idea: "Those Tatars don't have much food and grass, and they may attack the city even more crazily. The border war will be more dangerous."
Emperor Qing'an's heart tightened and he wanted to offer some words of comfort, but Empress Yuan quickly wiped away her tears: "You don't need to say anything. The more dangerous it is, the more the prince cannot retreat. Otherwise, the morale and confidence of the border troops will be even more lost."
"I am worried about my son's safety. But he is the crown prince of Da Qi, and he must not run away from the battlefield."
"He must be like you and shoulder the heavy responsibilities he has to deal with. Only in this way can he be qualified to be the prince and be able to shoulder the responsibility of the country and the country in the future."
Emperor Qing'an suddenly hugged Empress Yuan tightly, and after a long time he whispered in a hoarse voice: "My dear, it's good if you can understand. Aren't I worried about my son? But now he is the only one who can calm people's hearts and minds. He must not return to Beijing.
"
He is a father, and he is also an emperor. No matter how worried about the prince's safety, he has to suppress it.
Queen Yuan whispered: "How about General Meng?"
Emperor Qing'an exhaled: "General Meng is younger than General He, and is equally brave and good at fighting. Moreover, General Meng and the Yuan family have always been on good terms. Don't worry!"
Empress Yuan hummed and suddenly raised her head: "I heard that Shen You volunteered to go to the border gate?"
