Wen Family Has a Wife

Now it's cold, the Huns are short of food and clothing, if they don't attack Daqi, their people will starve to death, so whether the Huns are willing or not, they will send troops, as the weather turns colder day by day, the atmosphere in the camp becomes more and more tense , the original four teams of soldiers rotated, but now it has been expanded to eight teams, and Wen Yuanliang is still secretly recruiting troops.

Naturally, it costs money to recruit soldiers and horses. With such a big gap, what the father and son got was simply not enough. In desperation, Wen Yuanliang begged Zhuo Bufan again, "Sir, you are also a military advisor after all! It’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and I’m a tricked clever woman right now, please find a way for me, I need money, a lot of money!”

Zhuo Bufan raised his eyelids, heaved a sigh of relief, changed his posture and continued talking.

Wen Yuanliang shamelessly switched to the other side and continued grinding.

Zhuo Bufan was so shaken that his eyes were dizzy, he put down the book impatiently, and frowned, "I am not the household department, let alone the treasury, where can I get you money? This world belongs to the son of King Dingbei, you If you are short of money, go to the emperor!"

Wen Yuanliang froze for a moment, then shook his head resolutely, "No, I have already looked for him many times, and now King Dingbei wants to go around when he sees me, either avoiding him or calling me sick, and even asking someone to take me there. Wandering around the warehouse, hum! It’s so poor that even mice hate it, it must have been moved away a long time ago, where can I fool me!

I hate that he is the emperor, and I have nothing to do with him, so I can only come back in despair, sir, now is the critical moment, you can't just leave him alone! "

Zhuo Bufan was speechless, glanced at Wen Yuanliang, and asked in a low voice expressionlessly: "How is Tubo?"

"Tubo?" Wen Yuanliang frowned, shook his head and said, "My father is guarding the Boer River, and he didn't say what's going on. Jiang Chengxuan should be fine, should they do it now?"

Zhuo Bufan waved his hand, "Don't worry, those people will play it by ear. I mean, if there is a situation on the Tubo side, you and the Xiongnu will go to war again. We are under a lot of pressure!"

Wen Yuanliang: "..."

He was silent for a long time, and asked with difficulty: "Sir, is there really no other way?"

"Yes!" Zhuo Bufan patted his thigh and stood up, startling Wen Yuanliang, he asked in a daze, "What... what can I do?"

Zhuo Bufan looked deeply into the distance, "Attack Tubo, grab Tubo's money and troops to deal with the Xiongnu."

Wen Yuanliang was almost choked to death by his own saliva. He widened his eyes and said incredulously, "Sir, are you crazy? We are attacking Tubo at this time. What if Tubo and the Xiongnu join forces?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled meaningfully, and said meaningfully: "The emperor must have a way..."

What's the matter with this wretched smile? Wen Yuanliang said that he really didn't understand!

Because he didn't understand, and Zhuo Bufan didn't talk to him clearly, he could only go back to the sandy plain full of doubts. In the situation of lack of soldiers and food, in order to reduce the casualties caused by the war, he could only Touching his chin, he did the immoral thing he once despised, and asked Bian Chen to lead people to dig traps on the sand plain.

Before, the Huns set up ambushes in a small area, and the distance between the traps was quite far. This time, he directly asked people to dig holes one after another, just like a rabbit plague on the sandy plain. Go, riddled with holes, it is impossible to see.

What's even more amazing is that he asked Qiongzhu and several lieutenants to send people to do the same.

When the news reached Zhuo Bufan's ears, he just curled his lips and cursed secretly, "Idiot!"

After seven or eight days, Wen Youshan, who was guarding Boer River, suddenly rode his horse and whipped his whip into the Dingbei Palace, "Report! The officials are anxious to see the prince, and the imperial envoy to Tubo, Mr. Jiang Chengxuan, was unfortunately killed..."

His voice was so loud that almost everyone outside Dingbei Palace heard it, so the news of the death of the imperial envoy sent to Tubo spread widely.

The messengers sent from Mobei to the imperial court rushed all night with great urgency,

The eight horses were exhausted before entering the capital when the capital was closed by heavy snow.

The bright flag behind him was waving in the cold wind, and the soldiers on the watchtower could see the shadow ten miles away, and when they were three miles away, the outline became clearer, and at one mile, Ming Shuo shouted, "Quickly open the city gate, Zhuque Street in the Qing Dynasty, it is said that the defender of Zhongcheng City."

The gate of the city opened wide at the sound, and within a short time, the messenger from Mobei rode his horse in the wind and snow without slowing down, and jumped into the city. Arrive in Midtown.

Zheng Ying had been prepared for a long time, and after confirming that the person who came was indeed the messenger from Mobei, he let it go directly.

The messenger entered the palace smoothly all the way, and entered the imperial study...

Before the messenger walked out of the imperial study, the entire capital, from the prince to the traffickers and pawns, all knew that there was important news from Mobei to the capital, but they didn't know what happened.

Everyone habitually ran to Du Shoufu's house, wanting to inquire about news, while the royal family members stared at Prince Li, who was the closest relative to the emperor by blood. If he didn't even know about it, they would really I don't know who to ask.

The two people who were stared at each other sent people to each other's home to inquire about the news, and after hearing the servant's report, they couldn't laugh or cry.

Before everyone guessed the result, the city gate moved again, but this time it was obviously not as urgent as the Mobei messenger. The imperial envoy team who came back seemed to have brought a lot of local specialties. You can't see anyone around you, and when you come back, you can't see the end of the carriage loaded with goods.

Ming Shuo blinked fiercely, and after confirming that these people came back from Lingnan, he murmured in shock: "My mother! When did the King of Lingnan be so generous, what kind of treasures did he bring back... ..."

It wasn't just Ming Shuo who was scratching his head, everyone who was staring at the city gate had received the news that before the convoy had completely entered the city, many people had sent people out to watch, and when they arrived in the city, there were even more of them.

Old God Wen Youcheng was sitting on the ground in the carriage. He didn't get out of the carriage until the carriage stopped outside the Meridian Gate, and entered the palace with a calm pace.

As a result, all the civil and military officials were called into the palace during non-early court hours—go to court!

Elder Feng Ge tilted his official hat, and kept muttering to Elder Xu Ge: "Have you heard any rumors?"

"No! I was wandering outside just now! I ran back when I saw the imperial envoy came back, but as soon as I got home, the people from the palace came, and they didn't look at me so panicked that they forgot to comb my hair!"

Speaking of hair, Elder Xu Ge subconsciously looked at Elder Feng Ge's head. Seeing that his official hat was crooked, he hurriedly straightened him up, only to find that there was a large bruise on his forehead, and his eyes widened immediately, " How did you get hurt?"