Facing the general's anger, Zhao Tinglei did not flinch despite the five finger prints on his face, and said word by word: "Father, the third brother is from the Di tribe. He wants to regain his territory and restore the glory of the Wuda tribe.
What's wrong?
His son is his eldest brother, so what’s wrong with brothers helping him?”
"When my third brother didn't return to the grassland, would the border be peaceful?
Those Dilu people never plundered the border villages?"
In Zhao Tinglei's opinion, there are countless tribes of various sizes in the Dilu Grassland, and there is never any peace.
The third brother just returned to his hometown. Even if there is chaos in the grassland, it is still an internal problem of the Di tribe.
It is the responsibility of the Wu Dynasty army and the Zhenbei army to prevent the Dilu people from harassing them, and it has nothing to do with the third brother.
As long as the various police stations do their best to guard the borders, the impact on people's lives will not be great.
Seeing that his son was still quibbling, Zhao Yanjiao couldn't help but shouted: "You asked Xiao San to deliberately disperse the Di tribe and make them lone wolves. You are using the lives of people on the border to fight for your own future."
The wolves on the grassland are very scary. The most terrifying thing is the lone wolf that has lost its mother and her cubs when the wolves are scattered.
Disperse the Di tribe, drive out the men of the tribe, and let them find their own way out.
Those who have lost their homes and are desperate will go crazy and do anything.
Driving away wolves and devouring tigers is of course also described in the Art of War.
But there were hundreds of soldiers and civilians on Pingliang Fort, as well as the farmers in the village. They were innocent.
When he heard his father say that he "used his life to earn fame," Zhao Tinlei suddenly had a cold face and complicated eyes.
One will become famous and all bones will wither!
At this time, he discovered that the former majestic General Zhenbei had turned gray at the temples due to the ravages of the northwest wind and sand, and even his body under the uniform could no longer hold up.
He is old, almost sixty years old.
No one can believe that the general who once bloodbathed the Dilu grassland, stepped on mountains of corpses and became a marquis, and sent his own sister to the position of queen, would say words that take human life into account.
What the third brother said is true, father is old, old horses fall in love, eagles return to their nests, and heroes grow old.
Although the Zhenbei Army was still stationed in Yunzhou, its voice in the court was gradually declining.
Until now, my father still wants to avoid all risks and delay the time until the crown prince in the palace ascends the throne.
He will be able to return to the capital to be raised in honor, and the status of the Zhao family will be lower than that of one person and higher than that of ten thousand people.
But can those in the DPRK give him this chance?
The Zhenbei Army is a sword.
Knives will rust if not used and will be discarded.
Now that the military power of the Zhenbei Army has been taken away by Tang Ying, food and salary supplies have been delayed again and again.
This is not a power grab, this is clearly a knife grab. If this continues, the knife will be placed on the Zhao family's necks.
By that time, not only will the status of the aunt and the prince in the palace be in doubt, but the entire Zhao family will also be executed.
The third brother returned to the grassland because he wanted to take revenge, but he also wanted to escape the control of the Zhenbei Army and occupy a place on the Dilu grassland.
Now that the third brother has caused civil strife in the Dilu Alliance, if he does not take this opportunity to get rid of Tang Ying and regain his general power, the Zhenbei Army will be really in danger.
"Father, look at this!"
Zhao Tinglei took out a small bamboo tube from his sleeve, opened it, and pulled out a piece of paper with tiny writing on it.
Zhao Yanjiao has been in charge of the army for many years. He is not a mediocre person. He just worries too much and is fickle in doing things.
After hearing that Pingliang Fort was missing, Zhao Yanjiao rushed to Lei Ziying overnight just to confirm what he was thinking.
Seeing that it was indeed his two sons who were causing trouble, he immediately came to his senses.
I just thought that another killing on the border of Wu Dynasty was the wave caused by my own son.
As a Marquis of the Wu Dynasty, he couldn't get over this hurdle.
At this time, when he saw his son taking out the secret letter, Zhao Yanjiao raised his hand and asked Zhao Tinglei to stand up and speak: "Read it to my father!"
His eyes are presbyopic and he can no longer see small print clearly.
Zhao Tinglei brought a stool close to his father and muttered in a low voice: "On October 15th, the prince lost his footing and fell into the water... On October 20th, the prince had diarrhea twice... On the first day of winter, the prince made a mistake during the duel in the court and was killed by the emperor.
The emperor was punished and imprisoned in the East Palace on the fifteenth day of the winter lunar month... The queen was ill, and the imperial doctor delayed her arrival, but the emperor never asked about the condition..."
These trivial things are all trivial, but to Zhao Yanjiao's ears they are like the sound of a bell.
The younger sister lived in a deep palace, surrounded by wolves, and the prince was the target of public criticism, but the emperor actually ignored her.
The Holy Will is unpredictable!
What Zhao Yanjiao was most afraid of was that his position as the crown prince would not be guaranteed. He took the small note and held it in his palm, saying in a deep voice: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhao Tinglei lowered his head: "It was only this year that my son started to ask about the little things in the prince's womb."
The border was thousands of miles away from the capital, and it was difficult to exchange letters. In the past, like his father, he focused all his energy on the important ministers of the court and paid little attention to the private affairs of the prince and queen.
Besides, the Zhenbei Hou Mansion lives in the capital, and the female family members can visit the palace every month, so men like them don't even take it to heart.
Why does no one mention these things in family letters?
Zhao Yanjiao regretted it.
He had not been home for many years and failed to discipline his legitimate son, so he indulged in poetry, calligraphy and painting every day.
Zhao Tinlei was silent, it was not his father's fault. In order to prevent the Zhenbei Hou Mansion from shocking the master, he was jealous of the emperor.
The second younger brother who stayed in the capital, the Prince of Zhenbei, only talked about romance and neglected family affairs, and became the most famous free-spirited young man in the capital.
Although the Zhenbei Hou Mansion lacks the emperor's suspicion, it also lacks vigilance.
The prince is in danger.
That was Zhao Yanjiao's close nephew, and he was also the Zhao family's hope for continued glory.
The father and son finally sat down to discuss countermeasures.
"Father, the Pingliang Fort Guard is under Tang Ying's command. According to regulations, the number of people in the guard should be fifty-eight. The facilities in the fort are complete. If the soldiers work together, the Di tribe will need at least a hundred people if they want to capture this fortress.
Father, do you think that the Di tribe has been suppressed and dispersed by the Zhenbei Army in recent years, and they have long been unable to recruit a hundred soldiers? The number of people who can be gathered in a hurry is at most thirty or fifty, and Pingliang Fort is not in danger."
Zhao Tinglei almost grew up in the northwest, and has visited all the garrison and fortresses in Yunzhou, and he knows them all like a treasure.
If Pingliang Fort was garrisoned by the Zhenbei Army, which was experienced against the Di tribe, it would have taken ten days for the opponent to capture and siege it.
Ten days were enough for other reinforcements to arrive.
He said it confidently, but he had no confidence in his heart.
The Xuanwei Army deployed from Gyeonggi Province was currently stationed, not his own Zhenbei Army. He was not sure whether these veteran soldiers could hold it.
Zhao Yanjiao felt that his son's analysis was very reasonable.
Pingliang Fort is in an excellent location, and the Di tribe may be just encircling it, so no news has spread.
What he cares most about is state affairs.
If the affair between Mistress and Ting Lei is known to the court, it will be a serious crime of colluding with foreign enemies.
"Tell me first, how did the mistress negotiate with you?"
National affairs, family affairs, and military matters all matter, and human life is at stake.
If he doesn't do it right, life will be ruined and the country will be harmed and the people will be harmed. He cannot harm the people of Yunzhou for his own selfish interests.