The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

The letter also mentioned that the medicinal materials sent by Yun Zhao came in handy, and praised her Hui Zhilan for sharing his worries.

Song Yunzhao was in a good mood. Finally, Feng Yi cared about his two children and wrote many inquiries in his letters.

Song Yunzhao began to write a reply to Feng Yi. The messenger from the border town had to rush back, not only to bring the concubine's reply, but also the courtier's memorial. She could not waste time.

Song Yunzhao first wrote that everything was fine in the palace and asked Feng Yi not to worry about it. As for the matter of Mrs. Gu Enhou and her daughter, mentioning it to Feng Yi now would only make him angry. It would not be too late to file a complaint when he returns to Beijing.

I also wrote about two children. Feng Zhen has been diligent in his homework recently, and he has never fallen behind in riding and shooting. He praised his son well. After talking about it again, Feng Yun had already sat up, but often stared at the door.

When Feng Yi was in the palace, he would come to Yaohua Palace to see his son whenever he had free time. Therefore, Feng Yun developed a habit of staring at the door when the time came.

After writing about the sons' longing for their father, Yun Zhao finally began to write about her own longing for Feng Yi. She was not with him, but her feelings were definitely in place. Moreover, she really missed and worried about him.

A thick letter from home, sealed with wax, Yun Zhao asked Anshun to take it to the messenger.

After the letter was sent away, Yun Zhao leaned on the soft pillow and looked out the window, his mood suddenly becoming sticky again.

The good news of the emperor's victory in the first battle spread inside and outside the palace, and the entire harem was filled with joy. Along with this joy came the emperor's decree that this year's annual banquet would be simple.

Concubine Shu and others were relieved, but the Queen Mother was unhappy.

But Song Yunzhao doesn't care about her.

Since it is a simple ceremony, the bride does not have to enter the palace, the emperor is not in the capital, and the courtiers do not have to attend banquets. This year is really easy and simple.

The palace banquet still had to be held, but the Queen Mother did not show up because she was feeling unwell.

As a noble concubine, Song Yunzhao took everyone to a New Year's Eve banquet, and then asked everyone to go back to their respective palaces to watch the New Year. Everyone was very happy.

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Feng Yi, who was far away in the border town, spent the New Year with the people and soldiers at the border. The north wind howled and the snow blew on their faces, but it still couldn't affect everyone's cheerful mood.

After three drinks, Feng Yi left the table.

He led his men on horseback to patrol around the city. Even if they were old, the soldiers guarding the city did not dare to take it lightly. They stood on the city wall wearing armor and sabers.

The cold wind howled, and the fox fur on his body could not wrap his body. Feng Yi sat on the horse and ran wildly. The cold wind was like a knife, penetrating through his clothes, making his slightly drunk expression gradually clear up.

"Your Majesty, it's late and cold at night. You must take care of your dragon body. It's time to go back."

Feng Yi looked back at Feng Shike who was catching up, "Why are you here?"

Feng Shike said: "I am your majesty's bodyguard. I am where your majesty is."

Feng Yi smiled, got off his horse and stepped onto the city wall.

Feng Shike followed, and the soldiers guarding the city fell to their knees.

Feng Yi waved his hand and asked them to continue doing their own thing. He looked down at the outside of the city and said, "Beiming lost last time and will definitely make a comeback."

Feng Shike was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Your Majesty will lead the expedition in person. Beiming will be frightened by the power of heaven, and the soldiers of Dachu will be inspired. Naturally, they will win every battle."

Feng Yi chuckled, "The King of Zhenbei always leads the troops, so it can naturally boost morale."

Feng Shike lowered his eyes, it was hard to accept this.

Feng Yi had always known about the high prestige of the Zhenbei Palace in the army, but this time he saw it with his own eyes. What does it mean to respond to a single call?

The King of Zhenbei has always been loyal to the court. Of course he will not doubt his loyal ministers, but he has received several tips to impeach the King of Zhenbei.

Before the battle was over, the civil servants were ready to kill the donkey. It was really ridiculous.

"How about the food storage in the city?"

Hundreds of thousands of troops were deployed in the border towns, which consumed a huge amount of food and grass.

Feng Shike replied: "I can still last for more than a month."

In other words, the battle must be fought quickly, otherwise the army will face a situation of insufficient food and grass.

Feng Yi asked again, "Is there any latest news from the detective?"

"The sentinel has been out of the city for two days and has not returned yet." Feng Shike said softly.

Feng Yi's face was heavy. There were only two situations. Either the sentinel followed Beiming's army deeper, so the news could not be sent back in time, or the sentinel was discovered.

Feng Yi turned around and strode away, saying as he walked: "Call the generals to discuss matters."

Halfway through the discussion, news came that Beiming was attacking the city.

The beacon smoke ignited, which was shocking in the middle of the night.

When the news reached the capital, Song Yunzhao felt his heart skip a beat.

Attacking the city on New Year's Eve, Beiming was really desperate.

Song Yunzhao received another letter from the emperor. She felt that her hands were shaking when she opened the letter. She heard that Shouci Palace also received a letter from the emperor, but she didn't take it to heart. She and the Queen Mother had a somewhat relaxed relationship, because Mrs. Gu Enhou was back to her original state, even worse than before.

Feng Yi's handwriting in the letter looked a little confusing. He had fought with Beiming several times, and each had his own victory or defeat, but Da Chu won more than he lost.

Beiming was probably seriously affected by natural disasters and the people were suffering from hunger and cold. In order to survive, they fought particularly bravely this time...

Song Yunzhao sighed deeply.

This time Zhang Maoquan came back with the messenger, and Song Yunzhao called him to answer. He was shocked when he saw this person, and he lost a lot of weight.

Zhang Maoquan was moved to tears when he returned to the capital from the bitter cold at the border.

"Everything is fine, Your Majesty. The King of Zhenbei personally led the troops to attack last time and was wounded. Fortunately, there is no fear for his life. The Prince of Zhenbei is also very brave in fighting. He is in front of the battle. The Emperor appreciates it..."

Song Yunzhao thought about the meaning of these words. How could King Zhenbei be injured so easily with his many years of experience in battles.

The commanders of the three armed forces will not go to the battlefield easily. They can only say that they are not safe even if they are fighting on the front line. This is because someone is holding them back.

King Zhenbei was smart, so he showed his weakness after being injured, and then took the opportunity to push his son out.

The younger He Lan is, the more energetic he is, the less he has accomplished, and he looks like a yellow-haired boy, so naturally he is less eye-catching.

I'm afraid Feng Yi must be sulking at this moment. The battle between civil and military forces in the court is never that simple.

"...The emperor has ordered the Ministry of Household Affairs to prepare food again. I am afraid that the war will continue for a while and the medicinal materials will not be enough. The local people spontaneously dig up medicinal materials from the surrounding areas and send them to the army, which can give them a little time..."

Lack of food and medicine.

This situation is not unexpected. No matter which dynasty or generation fights, as long as it is a long-term war, in the end, food, grass and medicinal materials will be consumed hugely.

Knowing that Feng Yi was fine and the war was going smoothly, Song Yunzhao breathed a sigh of relief and asked Zhang Maoquan to go back and rest first. In a few hours, he would have to follow the messenger on his way back again.

It's really not easy.

Song Yunzhao first called Anshun and asked her to go out of the palace to ask Xie Jinshu a few words.

Then he went into the study and wrote a letter to Feng Yi. During the New Year, things were going smoothly in the palace. Except for the Queen Mother who was not too happy, everyone else was happy.

Song Yunzhao reported good news but not bad news, so that Feng Yi would not have to worry about the palace while he was fighting abroad.

Anshun came back quickly and brought back a thick letter.

Song Yunzhao opened it and his eyes suddenly lit up.