Zhao Xiyan's complexion returned to normal and she quickly turned around.
Neither Su Jin nor Gao Pingping noticed anything was wrong. The young Zhao Queyu only thought that the prince had sent something again.
Only Zhao Suxin was most familiar with Zhao Xiyan's temperament, and she was secretly surprised.
Zhao Suxin was quite calm and waited until the guests left half a day later before she asked Zhao Xiyan softly: "Yue Ya'er, has something happened to the prince?"
There was nothing to hide in front of Zhao Suxin.
Zhao Xiyan smiled bitterly and whispered: "Marquis Zhongyong was defeated in Jizhou and suffered heavy casualties. The imperial court wants to send troops for reinforcements, and His Royal Highness the Prince volunteered to lead the troops. Xu Jing is also going to Jizhou with him."
Zhao Suxin was startled and blurted out: "War is no joke. The prince is weak and sick, and I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the pain of the march."
"Besides, there are only more than two months left for your wedding to the crown prince. He is going on an expedition with the army at this time. What if he misses the wedding date?"
Zhao Xiyan was a little helpless: "The war is urgent. If we can't make it in time, we will postpone the wedding."
It's impossible not to go.
The frail prince insisted on leading troops to Jizhou, and the biggest effect was to calm people's hearts. The prince could not really go to the battlefield, someone needed to lead the troops on the prince's behalf. There were only a few vassal princes who had this qualification.
The prince of Pengcheng is sick, the prince of Pingchang is timid, the prince of Hanyang is suspicious, and the prince of Xihe, the prince of Yingchuan, is still recovering from his injuries. In terms of force, courage, and emotional intimacy, the most suitable candidate is none other than Xu Jing.
With Xu Jing's temper, he would never give up.
Zhao Suxin thought for a while and sighed: "It seems that the prince must go."
"Yes," Zhao Xiyan said in a low voice, "We have to go. Not only do we have to go, but we also have to put down the war quickly."
The prince "led the troops" personally. If he lost another battle, it would be a shame for the Jin Dynasty.
Zhao Suxin is a smart person. After thinking about it for a while, she understood the truth. She couldn't help but muttered: "It's not the prince's turn that good things happen, but he is the first to find such things."
Zhao Xiyan said softly: "The prince has been in the palace for nearly half a year. The prince has taken care of him and protected him. He is as close as a brother and sister. He is willing to go on an expedition with His Highness, even if it is dangerous."
…
The person who knows Xu Jing best in this world is none other than Zhao Xiyan.
Three days later, Xu Jing came from the palace.
He stood in front of Zhao Xiyan, with a rare look of shame on his handsome face, and he hesitated to speak: "Sister Yue Ya'er, there is something I have to tell you..."
Zhao Xiyan raised her head and looked at Xu Jing: "Brother Chunsheng, there is nothing we can't say between you and me. You will go out with the prince and lead the troops in the war. You were born to be the prince of the vassal, the son of the Xu family, and the son of the Xu family.
The world should do its best."
"Jizhou is a long way away. When a large army is sent out, it takes nearly two months to go back and forth. Moreover, no one dares to say how long it will take to fight a war."
"Let's postpone our wedding for half a year! When you return from the victorious battle and when the autumn weather is clear, we will get married."
Xu Jing nodded dully, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Xiyan into his arms: "Yueya'er, I'm sorry."
"You're not sorry for me." Zhao Xiyan nestled in his arms and whispered softly: "Don't worry! I'll wait for you to come back with a great victory."
Xu Jing let out a sullen breath and said in a low voice: "It will take ten days to send the battle report from Jizhou. It will take ten days if you hurry up. If the army is sent out and marched, it will take more than a month anyway. I hope Zhongyong Hou can hold on until the army is reinforced.
That day."
Zhao Xiyan said: "The people of Jizhou are fierce and fierce, and there are often banditry in peacetime. Now we are suffering from successive disasters, and hungry people are everywhere. No matter how brave and good the Zhongyong Marquis is, he has suffered a defeat. This is not the fault of the Zhongyong Marquis, and it is not your fault.
Don’t be careless.”
Xu Jing's face became serious and he nodded: "My cousin and I have been busy in the palace for the past three days. We found all the battle reports related to Jizhou from the Ministry of War and read them one by one. The current situation in Jizhou is indeed true.
Not good."
In the previous life, Jizhou was the first place to be in chaos during the Jin Dynasty.
Next is Bingzhou.
Now Marquis Zhongyong is in Jizhou and Duke Dingguo is in Bingzhou, and they have managed to stabilize the situation for the time being. As time went on, the imperial army could no longer support it and had to retreat. The two states fell completely into the hands of the rebels.
"There is a group of bandits, and the leader is named Zhang Chong." Zhao Xiyan whispered in Xu Jing's ear: "After arriving in Jizhou, we must kill Zhang Chong first."
Xu Jing's brows twitched, but he didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, I'll note it down."
No matter how specific it is, Zhao Xiyan doesn't know. In her previous life, she had been trapped by Zhou Sui's side for several years. All she knew was who won the battle and who was killed.
"Brother Chunsheng, you must come back safely."
Xu Jing's eyes were a little hot, and he hugged Zhao Xiyan's slender waist tightly: "Of course. I want to win the battle as soon as possible and come back to marry you."
Zhao Xiyan's nose felt inexplicably sore, but a smile broke out on her face: "Okay, I've been waiting for you."
…
Yingchuan Prince's Mansion.
Prince Yingchuan, whose nose was a little crooked, was lying on his back on the bed, his expression changing, and his face a little gloomy.
The Crown Princess of Yingchuan sat beside the bed, served her husband a bowl of soup, wiped the corners of her husband's mouth with a silk handkerchief, and whispered: "Does Xu Jing really want to go to war with the prince?"
As soon as the words "Xu Jing" came into his ears, Prince Yingchuan snorted heavily from his nose.
It's been more than half a month, and the injury on his face is still not healed. He applies medicine every day and his face is covered in green spots. His nose, which was crooked from being punched, hurts terribly.
I will keep this account in mind for now. I will definitely pay it back one by one in the future.
When the Crown Princess of Yingchuan saw that her husband was silent, she whispered again: "Jizhou is already in chaos. Now that the prince is gone, it would be nice if he could stay there completely."
Prince Yingchuan twitched the corners of his lips and sneered: "That sick and short-lived ghost will not live for a few years even if he doesn't go to Jizhou."
"It would be better if he could die in Jizhou. It would be better for Xu Jing to die in Jizhou as well."
"The dynasty cannot live without a crown prince. The person closest to the royal family, besides Xu Jing, is me. When the time comes, as long as I can convince the emperor to make me the crown prince, the entire Jin Dynasty will be mine."
The charming face of Princess Yingchuan was a little unnatural: "You said it lightly. If nothing else, even if everything goes as you wish, the prince and Xu Jing really will not be able to come back. The princes and princes who stayed in the capital also have
Five. The emperor may not choose you."
Prince Yingchuan snorted again, looking at Prince Yingchuan's concubine with a sinister and crazy look in his eyes: "I even sent my wife to him on the dragon bed, and he doesn't choose who I choose."
Princess Yingchuan: "..."
Princess Yingchuan's whole body was shaken, her face quickly turned red, then turned white, and tears suddenly welled up.
