Chapter 89 Secret letter between Beijing and China
Chapter 89 Secret Message from Beijing
Author: Fengze Fangfei
Chapter 89 Secret Message from Beijing
"This matter has been anticipated for a long time. We have clearly expressed my attitude by speeding up the road for days. Your Majesty, you come to ask me what I think?" Xia Jing glanced at him and continued calmly: "My opinion is to cross the South as soon as possible. Ridge Mountains.”
The news from the letter was that Youzhou, Jizhou, Xuzhou and Yuzhou were encircling and occupying the rebels in Yanzhou and Qingzhou. However, the soldiers and horses in the four states were not united and could not attack. None of them wanted to lose their troops in vain.
This is blatant rebellion!
Not only did they refuse to attack, they also negotiated terms with the imperial court and asked for food, grass, supplies, and even more weapons and horses.
This is not the most important thing.
What's even more terrible is that the Xirong soldiers and horses massively attacked Liangzhou and Bingzhou. The soldiers and horses in the two states suffered numerous casualties, and the people were unilaterally massacred.
The soldiers and horses of the Xirong were cruel and cruel. They burned, killed and looted in Liangzhou and Bingzhou. They committed all kinds of evil. They were really full of evil.
After receiving these two pieces of news, the old emperor became so angry that he vomited blood and passed out. When the letter came out, the old emperor had not yet woken up.
Communication was inconvenient in ancient times. August 9th has passed, and we still don’t know what the situation is like with the old emperor?
Mr. Zhang suppressed his rapid heart, "The princess is right, chaos has arisen. We can only take care of ourselves first, rush to Lingnan to settle down, and then plan for the future."
King Qian looked hesitant. The Southern Court in Jiankang belonged to the Li family, so he was lying if he said he was not worried.
He still understands the principle of both prosperity and loss. Only if the Li family can be passed on to future generations can he, the prince, live a good life.
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"The world is tough, we can only take one step at a time!"
Xia Jing rolled her eyes at him and retorted rudely: "Who can show a grown man's sentimentality? As you said, if you take one step and see one step, you will only die. I don't ask you to take one step and see ten steps. At least you should take one step and see three steps." You can’t go too far, right?”
"." King Qian's fat face turned red from suppressing it.
Mr. Yan coughed lightly and said, "If the emperor doesn't wake up, the courtiers and princes will not give up. Then they may flood into the palace or something uncontrollable may happen. We must be prepared to launch an attack on the court at any time." preparation."
Xia Jing glanced at the few sons and adult grandsons who were slowly gathering around her, and shook her fan, "The military orders from outside will not be tolerated, let alone the old, young, women and children in our house. We have exhausted our efforts to protect Lingnan for the imperial court." With all the strength that has existed since ancient times, how can I still have the energy left to relieve the imperial court from its worries?"
The beard on Mr. Zhang's lips trembled. The princess's violent and uncooperative attitude was admirable: "What the princess said is true. It is a blessing to protect Lingnan to the best of our ability."
Xia Jing frowned slightly, "I believe that the news of the emperor's coma has been spread to the whole world by now. In order to avoid other unforeseen accidents, we should try not to go into the city to rest when we pass by."
"The princess has thought everything through, and I have no objections."
War broke out in the north, and a new group of refugees headed south one after another.
The whole world has entered a new wave of refugees. The emergence of the refugee wave is a test for all parts of the hinterland of the Central Plains.
No one can guarantee whether a new wave of rebellion or unrest will be born.
The situation in the world was so chaotic. It was no wonder that the old emperor was so angry that he vomited blood and fell into a coma.
His body is already at the end of its strength, but after this experience, I wonder if the old emperor can survive this or not?
Five days later, King Qian's team arrived at Guiyang County. Perhaps the governor of Jingzhou had already given the order, and the process of borrowing grain was extremely smooth.
Within a day of passing through Guiyang County, the weather turned from sunny to overcast. After their team completely entered the Nanling Mountains, the sky became even gloomier.
"Sir, it looks like it's going to rain. Should we find a place to camp?" The captain of the guard rode up to the carriage of the two gentlemen and raised his hands to them for advice.
Mr. Zhang put forward his own suggestion, "The terrain in the mountainous area is difficult, so you should be careful about finding a place to camp. I don't understand this matter as you have led soldiers. It's up to you to make the decision. If you are really undecided, ask the princess."
The captain of the guard listened to his husband's opinion and rode his horse to Xia Jing's carriage, driving side by side with her carriage.
Xia Jing listened to his inquiry, glanced at the gloomy sky, and nodded, "Looking at the thickness of the black clouds, the rain should be heavy. It's more dangerous to drive in the mountainous areas on rainy days. Find a wide area for us to camp."
After listening to her words, the captain of the guard felt a little relieved. He was afraid that the princess would not listen to her advice and insisted on traveling in the rain.
The further south you go, the hotter the weather becomes.
It rains more in the mountains.
After the rain, the road was muddy. Although the captain of the guard found a wide section of road to set up camp, he was also anxious about the rest of the journey.
The tent was set up, but dinner hadn't been prepared in the kitchen. The dark clouds could no longer hold the rain. Heavy rain poured down, and the entire camp was immersed in rain and fog. The sight was only within ten feet, and any further away was a blanket of rain and fog.
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Hongmei exclaimed: "Princess, the rain has flowed into the tent. It's raining too hard."
Even when they pitched the tent, they dug a drainage ditch around the outside of the tent, but it had little effect. The heavy downpour meant that the rainwater could not be drained away and all of it flooded into the tent.
Xia Jing took a small hoe and dug soil to surround the lower side of the tent so that the rainwater could not flow through. They could only stay on the higher side tonight.
Other people's exclamations and noises came from outside the tent. It seemed that rainwater was not the only one in their tent.
Bai Mei complained: "God doesn't care when it rains. If it rains ten days later, we should have crossed the Nanling Mountains by then."
Hongmei said angrily: "You are not God's daughter, why should I ask for your opinion when it rains?"
Xia Jing washed her hands and took off her shoes and sat on the couch. It was a cloudy and rainy day in the mountainous area, and the moisture in the air was particularly strong. Not long after setting up camp, she felt that the quilt was damp, and her whole body felt cold and cold.
After the heavy rain fell for half an hour, it became a little lighter, but it showed no intention of stopping.
Hongmei took out the dry food she had prepared earlier and said, "Princess, it's raining too hard outside. I don't think the kitchen has made any meals. Let's make do with it and eat some dry food first to fill our stomachs."
"It's okay, you guys should sit down and have some food together." Xia Jing asked them to sit on the small porridge and rest for a while.
The pancakes of this era were made from thick dough and became a bit hard when cold. The master and servant ate them slowly. If they couldn't swallow, they drank some cold white rice cakes to soothe their throats.
Xia Jing thought that when she got to Lingnan, she would make yeast when she had time. After being in this world for so long, she missed the steamed buns of her previous life very much.
Although she is not picky about food, who wouldn't want to eat better if the situation can be improved.
After eating and drinking, it was getting dark.
The night was spent in the sound of rain.
When she woke up early the next morning, Hongmei told Xia Jing: "Princess, the eldest grandson of the eldest son, Mr. Li Mingtong, and the third lady of the fourth eldest son are all infected with the cold and are running a low fever right now."
Xia Jing stayed down and put on her shoes, and asked with concern: "Have you let the doctor take a look at it? Does it matter?"