Chapter 143 The heroine Di Ji who died for her country (twenty-two)
Lin Zhen waved to him with her back turned, and then left the dark cell without looking back. The jailer also picked up the lamp and followed Lin Zhen out.
As the fire light went away, everything around it sank into darkness again.
Huerqi lay paralyzed on the thatch in the iron prison, with a secret hope rising in his heart: As long as he can go back, when he comes back with his troops, he may not be able to reverse the situation. As long as he can go back...
I can only say that this idea is quite unreasonable.
But even if he can't make a comeback, Kurqi still cherishes his life. If he dies here, he will hand over the position of heir that he finally obtained with great difficulty to his brothers. It is estimated that he will not rest in peace until his death.
So he anxiously tossed and turned in the iron prison, recalling every word Lin Zhen said just now, trying to give himself some confidence that he would be able to escape from the prison: Since she didn't kill me, she must have kept her promise...
Lin Zhen will naturally put him back.
Anyway, this guy Khurqi is not of much use. He was hesitant to give some information. If he wanted to trade his life with the Xiongnu, I guess the Xiongnu would be able to kill this guy right away.
Abandoned as useless.
It's better to put him back and add more trouble to the Huns.
But it’s not like we just put it back now. Lin Zhen pinched the letter in his sleeve and thought: We have to choose a suitable moment to throw Huerqi back to Mobei to sort out the trouble.
And this letter...
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There was nothing else to do next, so Lin Zhen waited eagerly in Zhuyue City for Li Mo to return with his troops. By the way, he wrote letters to several ministers in the court and sent them over.
Li Mo led the army back on the afternoon of the fifth day. He entered the city covered in dust, but there was an expression of high spirits on his face that could not be concealed.
While taking off the silver helmet on his head and holding it in his hand, he reported to Lin Zhen: "Your Highness, all the main forces of the Ling Mansion have been mobilized, and there are very few defenders in the city. We captured the Ling Mansion without spending a single soldier.
, I also wiped out all the Huns who fled back to the city on the road. I left Lu Xun to guard the Ling Mansion, so I don’t expect there to be any problems."
"Yes." Lin Zhen nodded. Since Li Mo came back so soon, she naturally wasn't worried about any changes in the Ling Mansion. The key issue now was how to return to Beijing to usurp the throne.
But this street is not a suitable place to discuss such topics.
Lin Zhen stopped Li Mo from asking further questions and said seriously: "General Li, I have something to discuss with you. Let's go to the Chinese military tent to discuss it."
Seeing Lin Zhen's suddenly serious look, Li Mo realized that what Lin Zhen was about to say must be very important, and he nodded solemnly and said: "Okay."
The Chinese military tent in Zhuyue City was neatly organized. Bamboo slips and cloths were placed in categories on the table in front. Several brocade bags were neatly stacked on the other side. Li Mo glanced at the brocade bags on the table casually.
After taking a quick look, I unexpectedly found a few names that seemed familiar.
He said in surprise: "Hey... is this a letter from Shen Shangshu?"
Lin Zhen glanced at the brocade bag with Shen Ze's name on it that Li Mo mentioned, nodded, and said, "That's right." She sat down behind the desk and asked Li Mo, "Old Master Zheng."
The whole family was beheaded, do you know about this?"
"ah?"
Li Mo was shocked by the news, and his eyes widened in shock: "How is this possible?"
Lin Zhen shook his head regretfully, took the letter from the capital from the short table beside him, handed it to Li Mo, and said, "This is the news from the capital, take a look."
Li Mo took the letter and read the contents at a glance. He couldn't help but frowned deeply: "This..."
"Is Jiang Xing so ridiculous?"
Lin Zhenshen nodded in agreement and said, "I suspect Jiang Xing is crazy."
In just a few months, he killed dozens of warring ministers, seven or eight clan members, and even several of his own children. Such behavior makes it difficult for people to believe that Jiang
Xing's spirit is still normal.
However, regardless of whether Jiang Xing is crazy or not, with his behavior, letting him continue to sit on the throne will only accelerate the disintegration of the Chu Dynasty.
Lin Zhen looked at Li Mo and said to him seriously: "General Li, let's lead the army back to Beijing and kick Jiang Xing from the throne."
This topic jumps a little too fast.
Although Li Mo knew that they would definitely confront the throne when he first took refuge in Lin Zhen, he did not expect that they would rebel so openly so soon.
He looked at the letter in his hand, thought about Jiang Xing's cruel behavior, and said, "Okay, then let's rebel."
An emperor like Jiang Xing should abdicate as soon as possible to make way for someone more worthy.
After confirming the rebellion, Li Mo took advantage of the situation and made a plan to return to Beijing: "How about we organize our troops and go south along the official road, passing Qijiang, Juancheng, and Yucheng?"
This is indeed the shortest road from Zhuyue City to Beijing.
Lin Zhen nodded in agreement with this route: "Yes." She reminded Li Mo by the way, "It is said that Yucheng has been occupied by the Huns."
Li Mo made a confused sound again: "Ah?"
"Yucheng was occupied by the Xiongnu?" Li Mo repeated dully, and suddenly woke up, "...then the capital was not?"
"No, the Huns only occupied Yucheng and there was no movement." Lin Zhen took out the letter written by Urqi and handed it to Li Mo, "Here, this is the letter written by Urqi to the garrison of Yucheng.
If what he said is true, we will use this letter to persuade the general to withdraw from Yucheng and there is no need to engage in a major war."
"Then there is no problem." Li Mo carefully placed the letter on the desk and continued to think, "Over there in the capital...the garrison in the capital should not be underestimated. If you want to lead troops into the capital, it is best to
Let’s deal with them first…”
Lin Zhen silently picked up two brocade bags from the desk and handed them to Li Mo.
Li Mo took it and took a look. The name of Jingzhao Yin Han Zheng was written on the yellow brocade bag. He then dug out the letter inside. The content was roughly to surrender to Jiang Wei. If there was any move, he could help secretly in the city.
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This is indeed a good help.
Li Mo looked at another azure brocade bag, which was signed by Cao Yan, the commander of the Imperial Guards in the capital. Looking at the content of the letter again, it became even more straightforward - do you want to rebel? No matter who wants to force the palace to rebel, he will
I will definitely bring the Beijing Forbidden Army to help out!
Li Mo, who had dealt with Cao Yan several times, sighed slightly: It seems that the capital is also in dire straits. It is not easy to force Cao Yan, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to rebel.
"In this case, we can go all the way back to Beijing and ask His Majesty to abdicate." Li Mo put down a few letters in his hand, feeling that he was useless, "His Highness has arranged everything, and the throne is right in front of you.
