"Your Highness, General Zhao wants to see you." Yu Zhuo's voice came from outside the door.
"Well, please come in, General Zhao." Huangfu Yan responded, and then said to the two of them: "You go back first."
The two left happily.
When he walked outside and met General Zhao who was about to come in, Zhao Lin even winked at his father happily and told him that the prince had agreed.
Zhao Fan originally planned to come to Huangfu Yan today to talk about this matter, but when he came back from work, he heard that Huangfu Xuerou and Zhao Lin had already come to the prince's place. He hurried over and found that these two people had already met the prince.
And it seems that the prince has agreed to the marriage.
It seems that his guess was correct, the prince planned to hand over Beiguan to him.
Sure enough, after Zhao Fan entered, Huangfu Yan's first words were: "How about handing Beiguan over to General Zhao?"
Zhao Fan immediately knelt down and said solemnly: "In the end, I will do my best."
Huangfu Yan nodded: "I don't hide it from General Zhao. I don't have many days left. From now on, Beiguan will have to rely on General Zhao. As for the marriage between the second princess and Young Master Ling, General Zhao will treat it as the second gift given to the general by Gu."
A thank you gift. When the situation stabilizes in the future, I will naturally not treat the general badly. I only have one request, at least, to maintain the stability of Beiguan for twenty years."
Twenty years is enough time for his son to grow up and take charge of his own affairs.
"The general will not give up even if he dies." Zhao Fan knew that this was the promise he gave to the prince, and it was also the promise given by the prince to him. After waiting for more than ten years, he finally waited for the day when his wish came true.
"General, get up. I need to rest for a few days. I will leave the military affairs to the general. Northern Mongolia will not give up, but there should be no action for the time being." This is the first major battle in Northern Mongolia since the war began.
They were defeated and suffered heavy losses. If they could swallow this breath and retreat to Northern Mongolia, Huangfu Yan would be worried. But this is probably unlikely.
Once Wu Duo died, Beimeng would lose an arm. Under such circumstances, they would never be reconciled.
Huangfuyan wanted them to be unwilling, which is why they lost 30,000 troops, which was too few. He never liked giving the other party a chance to breathe. If he had known about today's situation more than ten years ago, he would never have done anything.
Do it, let your father order An Jingcheng to withdraw his troops, and continue the melee between the four kingdoms.
It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. Now everything has to be repeated, but he doesn't have enough time.
"Yes." Zhao Fan stood up and stepped back.
Huangfuyan closed his eyes slightly and quietly thought about his next move.
A few days later, An Xishui in Beijing was the first to receive the news that Huangfu Yan led his troops to defeat Northern Mongolia, burned to death the Northern Mongolian general Udo and 30,000 Northern Mongolian soldiers, and recaptured Fangcheng.
An Xici was in a good mood and shared the news she received with Yue Xiuyan. She had no choice but to do it. It was too boring for her to raise a baby alone in the Prince's Mansion, and chatting with Yue Xiuyan was much more fun than chatting with Xiaozhu.
Because the little pig can only chirp, but Yue Xiuyan can talk, jump, and blow up her hair!
Yue Xiuyan read the message given by An Xijie and snorted: "What's the point? If he can't even handle such a trivial matter, is he still Huangfuyan?"
An Xijian nodded in agreement: "You're right, Huangfu Yan is not that incompetent! Yan Yan, I think we have more and more common topics."
Yue Xiuyan was furious: "Don't call me Yanyan! When will you give me the antidote? I want to go back, go back!"