Chapter 92: Qiu Yutang

The Mingyue Empire Xijing, the Yuewang Mansion.

When Qiu Feng was walking into the back garden of Yuewang Mansion, Qiu Yutang was playing the piano in Tingyu Pavilion. The gentle and sad sound of the piano came quietly under the night sky, which broke people's heart when they heard it. Standing outside Tingyu Pavilion for a while, Qiu Feng felt his nose sore, and two lines of clear tears had uncontrollably slid down his cheeks.

At this moment, Qiu Fengjin finally knew what regret felt like!

If I had known today, I should have listened to the advice of Emperor Mei to reject Situ Rui's plan to expedition. In this way, there would be no embarrassing situation of being in a dilemma. Emperor Mei's fiancé Situ Hao would not have died in a foreign country in battle, and Emperor Mei would not have to guard this little place. At this moment, Qiu Fengjin really hoped that nothing had happened.

However, reality is cruel, and time cannot go back. It is too late to regret it now.

But Qiu Fengjin really didn't know how to mention this to Qiu Yutang. Qiu Yutang's new fiancé was in a state of grief. Qiu Fengjin really couldn't face Qiu Yutang's sad eyes. He stood outside the mouth of Tingyu for a while, Qiu Fengjin finally sighed lightly and turned around to walk away.

"Is it the emperor's brother outside?"

At this moment, Qiu Yutang's slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from Tingyuxuan.

A hint of shame appeared on Qiu Fengjin's face, and turned around and entered the Tingyuyuan. Qiu Yutang, who was sitting by the window, stood up slowly, bowed to Qiu Fengjin, and whispered: "My little sister has seen the emperor brother."

"Hurry and don't give me a gift." Qiu Fengjin hurriedly stepped forward and helped Qiu Yutang up. When he lowered his head, he saw his sister's clear appearance. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken and said sadly, "Sister Tang, you have lost weight."

Qiu Yutang suddenly had a sad smile on the corner of her mouth and asked, "Brother, is there something wrong happening there?"

"Well." As soon as the military and national affairs were concerned, Qiu Fengjin's mood became solemn again. He nodded and murmured, and said, "Just just received the news, King Mengke of Yan came forward to mediate. The three princes who had the chance to reach the top had reached a compromise. The Guards have entered Yanmen Pass, and the Northwest Legion and the Southwest Legion have also been assembled and can rush to Xiling at any time."

Qiu Yutang asked, "Where is the old general, there is still no progress?"

Qiu Feng Jin replied: "Just just received a letter from the old general's flying pigeon. Two days ago, the old general fought with the tiger again. First, he won a great victory and wiped out six or seven thousand enemy barbarians in one fell swoop, but then he was defeated. In the pursuit, Yao Mingyuan Division of Dingzhou was defeated by Meng Hu's counterattack and destroyed the entire army. Alas..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Fengjin couldn't help but sigh. The battle made him feel a little unbelievable. If Situ Rui had not been well-known in character, he would have almost thought that Situ Rui was reporting military information!

What's going on? After a big victory, only three or four thousand remaining defeated soldiers were left in the enemy's army, but in the blink of an eye, the opponent made a beautiful turnaround. Yao Mingyuan's entire division, and more than 25,000 cavalry were defeated by three or four thousand remaining cavalry.

Qiu Fengjin lived to his thirties and the emperor had been a member of the emperor for more than ten years. He had never even heard of such a mysterious war.

Qiu Yutang's face was not at all strange, and he said calmly: "The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and the outcome is often only in one thought. From the few letters sent back by the old general before, Meng Hu should be very good at capturing fighter opportunities and using force ruthlessly. Yao Mingyuan underestimated the enemy, and he violated the taboo of military strategists."

"well."

Qiu Fengjin sighed again and said sadly, "Anyway, the war in Xiling is very stalemate. There has been such a big change in Luojing. The glorious army of the three legions may rush to Xiling at any time. The situation is very bad. I want to hear your opinion from the emperor. Is there any need to continue this battle?"

Qiu Yutang said: "Emperor, there is no change in Luojing. It was originally expected that such a situation would occur. My younger sister said that if the old general could conquer Xiling within two months, then a big deal could be done. If the old general could not conquer Xiling within two months, it would be better to withdraw troops as soon as possible. Now more than twenty days have passed in two months, and there is only one month left for the old general."

Qiu Fengjin couldn't help but feel a hint of hope in his eyes, and he asked in disbelief: "What the emperor means is... the old general has a chance?"

Qiu Yutang nodded gently and said, "Although Mengyan's Guards have already entered Yanmen Pass, Yanmen Pass is more than a thousand miles away from Xiling. It takes twenty days to walk at the normal marching speed, and it takes half a month to arrive in a rush. However, the Northwest Legion and the Southwest Legion have not yet arrived at Yanmen Pass, so the time to send troops will be delayed by half a month."

Qiu Fengjin suddenly asked: "Is there any possibility that Mengyan's guard army will start from Yanmen Pass first, and then let the two legions in the northwest and southwest advance directly towards Xiling, and the three armies will attack in Xiling? If this happens, the reinforcements of the Guanghui Empire may arrive at Xiling in half a month."

Qiu Yutang shook his head gently and said, "If Meng Yan really wants to do this, it will be a blessing for the empire."

Qiu Feng Jin asked in confusion: "Why?"

Qiu Yutang said: "If Meng Yan really does something to do in a split attack, the old general Situ can temporarily put down Xiling and mobilize a large army to defeat Meng Yan's guards first. Then the solemn Northwest Legion and Leyu's Southwest Legion will retreat without fighting. If this is the case, the empire will be increased to ten states in the hands of the emperor."

Qiu Fengjin was not stupid either. After thinking about it, he realized that although the princes of the Guanghui Empire temporarily reached a compromise, this was only a temporary agreement and could not withstand any storm. Once Meng Yan's Guards Army was defeated, the other two princes would have an excuse to preserve their strength. It would be reasonable to withdraw troops from the two legions in the northwest and southwest.

Two days later, Yanmen Pass and the Guards Corps were stationed.

Shi Miyuan, who was full of worries, was walking back and forth outside the tent. He was in a difficult situation because he had just received a letter from Luojing to send 800 miles. The letter was actually not from Luojing, but from Xiling. It was sent to Luojing by the Western Priest Luo Daonan and Feige, and then sent it to the second prince by Cao Mo, the prime minister of the Empire and the priest of the Empire.

Luo Daonan described two horrifying events in the letter.

The first big thing was that Meng Hu had a forced donation incident in Xiling, and even used force to force the nobles and priests in the western provinces to donate and increase their property and land. This was something that had never happened in the history of the Guanghui Empire for hundreds of years. No matter what kind of trial Meng Hu would be subjected to in the end, this guy was a precedent in history.

The second thing that made Shi Miyuan the most headache, that is, Zhao Qinghan already has a master of famous flowers!

It is actually a secret that the second prince Meng Yan's obsession with Zhao Qinghan. In the imperial capital, it is well known that the eldest prince and the third prince are jealous of Zhao Qinghan. The second prince Meng Yan never showed his love for Zhao Qinghan in public. However, as Meng Yan's teacher and confidant aide, Shi Miyuan knew very well how deeply Meng Yan's obsession with Zhao Qinghan was.

But now, Zhao Qinghan gave Meng Hu the seven-star sword given to her by His Majesty the Emperor. This seven-star sword has a special meaning. Once it is given to Meng Hu, it means that Zhao Qinghan has entrusted her life to Meng Hu. Luo Daonan also mentioned in the letter that Zhao Qinghan had even lost her virginity to Meng Hu!

Shi Miyuan could completely imagine what kind of reaction Meng Yan would have when he heard this news. He would be furious, and then he would take the Guards to assist Xiling without waiting for the arrival of the northwest and southwest legions to arrive. Shi Miyuan knew Meng Yan too much, so he would definitely do this!

When Shi Miyuan was hesitating, a figure suddenly flashed in from behind the tent. He glanced at the Huoqi letter that Shi Miyuan held tightly in his hand, and asked, "Hey, Mr. Miyuan, what you hold in your hand seems to be a Huoqi letter that is 800 miles faster. Did something big happen?"

Shi Miyuan looked back and saw that it was Park Sanzhi, the chief of staff of the Guards Army, and couldn't help but sigh. Since Park Sanzhi saw this letter of fire, Shi Miyuan could not hide it even if he wanted to hide it. At this point, he could only submit the letter to the second prince Meng Yan.

"It's nothing big." Shi Miyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and handed the letter to Park Sanzhi, "But it's not a small matter."

Shi Miyuan was the chief of staff and confidant aide of King Meng Yan of Qin. He had many of the information secrets of the Qin Palace, so it was normal to open the 800-mile-rush letters. As the chief of staff of the Guards, Pu Sanzhi was of course also the confidant of King Meng Yan of Qin, so he was naturally qualified to participate in the secrets.

After reading the letter, Park Sanzhi's face changed drastically and said, "Mr. Miyuan, this is a big deal, and you should report it to Your Highness immediately."

Shi Miyuan nodded slightly and said, "Let's go, let's report to Your Highness."

When Shi Miyuan and Pu Sanzhi arrived at Mengyan's headquarters, Meng Yan was drinking alone in front of the picture of the beauty painted by Tang Yin.

There was no food and drink on the table, just a pot of good daughter wine. Most of the wine had been killed by Meng Yan, and Meng Yan's face was already a little drunk. Seeing Shi Miyuan and Pu Sanzhi come in, Meng Yan's face immediately showed a hint of displeasure. At this time, he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

"Why are you here?" Meng Yan's face looked a little gloomy, "Is there any news about Zheng Chongguang and Le Yu?"

Pu Sanzhi turned around and looked at Shi Miyuan and smiled bitterly. Shi Miyuan stepped forward and put the lacquer letter on the table, whispering: "Your Highness, this is the Western Priest Luo Daonan sent the letter to Luojing with a flying pigeon, and entrusted Lord Cao Mo to deliver it in a hurry to 800 miles."

"Eight hundred miles of expedited?"

The little bit of alcohol on Meng Yan's face immediately disappeared, but he did not mean to read the letter, but frowned and asked, "What is it said in the letter?"
Chapter completed!