Chapter 5: Dividing

When Feng Wufang arrived, it was already the morning after Feng Wuhen arrived. His body was covered in dust and the fatigue that could not be concealed between his eyebrows made Xu Chunshu feel intuition. He knew his identity and did not dare to ask the reason, so he led Feng Wufang in, but he was really uneasy.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Wuxian took a deep breath, and then met with Li Jin. Feng Wuhen was not polite to this cousin. Before he could bow down, he helped him up with both hands and teased him, saying, "When did Brother Wufang become so polite? I haven't seen you for many years, but you haven't changed at all!" Although he had already seen Feng Wufang's strange face, he still ignored it. With the extraordinary friendship between the two and the situation at this time, if there was anything wrong with it, Feng Wufang would never hide it from him.

Feng Wufang then showed a helpless and bitter smile, "Now you are different from the past. You are the crown prince and the supreme emperor of Lingyun in the future. If I, a little prince, dare to remain as casual as before, even if the censor can let it go, it will inevitably leave a knot in your heart. Your Highness, the division between the top and the bottom is the righteousness between the king and the minister. I am just a prince who commands the army and must not be rude."

Feng Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "The distinction between the upper and lower parts is naturally not abolished, but before Gu ascended the throne, they can still be in power." He seemed a little unhappy, and then changed the topic, "Is there something wrong with Prince An's hurried appearance in the northwest war?"

Feng Wufang certainly noticed Feng Wuhen's mood, but he did not want to ruin the future major events because of his current momentary voluntaryness. Seeing that the other party asked about the important matters, he said frankly: "Report to the Crown Prince, the Kurten tribe, the Sotu tribe and the Sak tribe have sent envoys to visit the Northwest Camp, saying that the Junggars seem to have made frequent secret moves. Therefore, after hearing that the Crown Prince had arrived in the Northwest, the three princes urged you to arrive at the Kurten tribe as soon as possible. The host of this alliance is Lai Shan, Prince Kurten, and he has ordered the cavalry under his command to patrol day and night to prevent accidents."

Feng Wuhen pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and smiled slightly: "Gu came to the Northwest this time to host the alliance, so after a brief rest tonight, he will leave immediately tomorrow. However, with Prince An, your great talent, you should not show any sadness for these trivial matters, right?"

Feng Wufang suddenly felt a bitter breath, glared at the noble prince with dissatisfaction, and then whispered: "I received a tip today, saying that Laishan's youngest son Bhutto seemed to have a close relationship with several Junggar people and had been going on for a long time. Laishan usually favored this young son because of his favorite concubine Bot, but his prince Kertai was granted by the emperor and was born by the late legitimate concubine, so the deposed eldest son cannot be done recklessly. I am worried that if the Junggar people invade the middle, the result of the alliance will be unpredictable."

Feng Wuhen's brows frowned immediately. Not to mention that Lai Shan's exclusive favoritism for a daughter was very unfavorable to the court's marriage, even the housework of Kurten's tribe also brought a wireless shadow to the prospects of the alliance. The Mongolians are generous by nature, and the matter of establishing descendants was originally decided by the elders or the decision to send troops to Tao. Since they formed a marriage with the Central Plains, they have always followed the rules of establishing legitimate and eldest son. He did not expect that this alliance had not yet involved the family affairs of the First Grassland Tribe, and I thought it was really upset.

Feng Wufang probably remembered the four women who came with Feng Wuhen, and couldn't help but smile: "Your Highness the Prince has thought of those delicate princesses, but they don't have to worry about you. Since the emperor has issued a marriage edict, Lai Shan has to consider it even if he loves the concubine, let alone it is common for men to be fed up with the old and old. Princess Qingning stood out because of her beautiful appearance. I must be comparable to the Bottes. It would be too much for you, the prince, to consider these things. Over the years, I have been married to countless daughters from Mongolia. No one was raised by her husband. Unless they were too arrogant, they could at least be at peace and enjoy the grace of the clan daughter."

Feng Wuhen did not think about the experiences of those women. As long as Ling Yun still occupied the Central Plains and as long as Ling Yun's country is still strong, these grassland tribes would not have done too much. Although they are not as rich as the Central Plains, it is still okay for these royal women to enjoy wealth. What he most worried about was that someone took the opportunity to plan other plans. If there were indeed a relative and noble in the court who had a connection with the Junggar people, then his safety would be really worrying.

"Brother Wufang, don't beat Gu up on me!" Feng Wuhen suddenly laughed and scolded, "Will you still know your mind? You just want to take advantage of Gu's leadership to get involved in the destruction of the Kurten tribe while Gu presided over the alliance. If there is a problem with this Golden Tribe or the Junggars are involved, you, the general, will be restless. Don't worry, since Gu has taken over the will of his father, he will never sit still. But you have to give some practical things this time. You, the general, will naturally not travel far, but it is still possible to mobilize military horses. Tell me, which battalion among the northwest camps are going to go with Gu?"

Feng Wufang saw Feng Wuhen suddenly changed his name, and the solemn expression on his face faded a lot. "Your Highness the Prince doesn't have to worry. Although the troops of the two battalions of Khat and Shuangyue have been withdrawn, Lu Yuanchang and Zhang Yunfeng still led two thousand troops to station near Korten's army. These are veterans who have been fighting for many years in the Northwest Army. They just experienced a fierce battle last time. With them, they will definitely be able to protect you. As for what happened on the way, all three ministries sent elite troops to guard. I will send the central army's personal guards to accompany you. There will be no mistakes at this time."

After the serious matter was finished, Feng Wuhen kept Feng Wufang and said a few more gossips. Feng Wuhen took the opportunity to remind his cousin to be more careful of Xiao Yunchao, which made Feng Wuhen stunned. The words of these two were surprisingly consistent, and it was conceivable that there must be a rift between them when they were together on weekdays. However, Feng Wuhen remembered the emperor's previous care and tips, so he couldn't help but feel a little more distracted.

Feng Wufang stepped out of the gate of the ferry, stepped onto his mount without looking back, and shouted in a deep voice: "Go back to the camp!" Dozens of personal soldiers immediately followed him tightly, and the group rushed away like lightning.

The oncoming wind was enough to prevent ordinary people from opening their eyes, but for Feng Wufang, who had long been accustomed to the northwest climate, this was undoubtedly a trivial matter. He was still recalling the conversation just now. Although he had been sticking to the difference between the top and bottom before, later, he relied on his instinct from years of experience to detect the unusual aura of Feng Wuhen. It seems that this cousin who was very familiar with him back then had truly immersed himself in the identity of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Although Feng Wufang is confident that his behavior is in accordance with the law on his daily life and will never show any room for slandering outsiders, he still decided to be more cautious in the future. As long as the military power is in hand for one day, he will be the veritable king of the Northwest, and no one can shake his status. However, deep in his heart, he even hopes that the accidents in this alliance will be unexpected. If he can suppress these with his own skills, he will undoubtedly gain more chips for the future. I just hope that those people in the capital will not be too stupid. As he thought about it, a cold smile appeared on his face. Those ignorant guys were seeking death by themselves, and they should not mind that he would step on their bodies and crawl upwards.

Due to Feng Wuhen's departure, there was a surging situation in the capital. Several officials from the East Palace Zhanshi Mansion frequently appeared in the mansion of the high-ranking officials, but they often bluffed and did not talk about government affairs, which made those who were interested doubt their intentions. However, Zuo Jinhuan, who was under Feng Wuhen's secret order, always showed some unusual meanings whenever he visited the He Mansion, which made He Mobin feel headache. If He Furong was in the capital at this time, he would definitely be able to make a decision based on the situation. However, after all, He Mobin's qualifications were still low. Once other members of the He family's party had other intentions, he would not be able to make a decision.

He Mobin sat alone in the spacious study room, but was recalling his father's explanation before leaving. Everyone knew that it was like thinking twice before doing anything. However, for him, the result of repeated thinking was even more difficult to make a decision. The lesson he had made to support Feng Wuyan was still there, and he really didn't dare to make any mistakes. He Mobin was not a fool. When he went to court these days, there was always a hint of displeasure in the eyes of the emperor looking at him, which made him particularly frightened. However, the big mistake had been made, and now what else could he do besides trying to make up for it?

While he was pondering the countermeasures, a report suddenly came from outside the door: "Second Young Master, the head of Prince Zhuang's Mansion, asked for a meeting."

He Mobin couldn't help but brow. The He family and the old princes had never had much friendship. Although Prince Zhuang was good at holy relatives, he rarely sent a general manager to the He Mansion. What was going on this time? He thought for a while and had to give a word and order: "Turn him to the side hall to wait, and I'll go see him now."

He Mobin saw Ren Guoping, the chief manager of Prince Zhuang's mansion, from afar, in the yard, a little vulgar figure. He saw him sitting on the chair with his body slanted and his eyes kept looking around. When Ren Guoping saw He Mobin step into the side hall, he hurriedly got up and went forward to salute, "Sister to see Lord He."

For such a powerful slave in the royal palace, even though He Mobin was of high power, he did not dare to show off his twelve points of air. He smiled and signaled him to get up, and then sat down on the master. Seeing that the master had arrived, Ren Guoping did not dare to act rashly and refused to sit down. He bowed respectfully to report: "I came to deliver a post with the order of my prince. Seven days later it will be the full moon gift of the young prince. Although it is not a big deal, although the prince has many granddaughters, the grandson has only got such a grandson. He is also very precious, so he also asked Lord He to give him a gift. The prince originally wanted to come and invite him to come in person, but who thought that the grandson felt the cold, so he had to ask Lord He to forgive him."
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