Pick all the cold branches

As soon as he yelled, he regretted it.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between knowing that the Seventh Prince was taken captive and not reporting it, and not knowing about the Seventh Prince's being taken captive at all.

Hey... As a side general, his own death is not a big deal to him, but if he failed to die on the battlefield but died on such a muddled account, he might hurt his wife and family.The little concubine who has just been taken back to the house is a kabuki, and it doesn't matter whether she is dismissed or accompanied by death. What about the poor wife, children and 80-year-old mother in her hometown...?

Bai Haoren's face was ashen ashes, his head drooped, and he mourned: "Your Majesty, I have already received the decree from Beijing, saying that His Royal Highness will inspect the two prefectures and four towns on behalf of the heavens, but I haven't seen the imperial envoy for a long time. I thought... I thought I was on the way..."

"Oh, Mr. Bai doesn't have the time to worry about the imperial envoy, but he has the time to support the kabuki." Jiafei immediately answered lazily, and in an instant, Bai Haoren's year-long cold sweat oozes out again.

According to the law of the Holy Dynasty, officials are not allowed to have sex with prostitutes/prostitutes, nor are they allowed to pursue courtiers and raise prostitutes in the name of elegance.Although the Emperor Shangao was far away, there were many people who did not make mistakes by playing the same game, so it was a matter of not prosecuting, but once a report was made, it would be too much to go around.

Even the trivial matter that he just accepted a kabuki into the house is clear, His Royal Highness Prince Jing has come prepared.

Hiding is definitely impossible.

Bai Haoren prostrated himself on the ground again with a "plop", his face was almost pressed into the brick, shouting "guilty" repeatedly and begging for "forgiveness".

Jia Fei listened to him crying and shouting a hundred or eighty times, until the voice sounded exhausted, then he sighed unhurriedly, "Fortunately, the incident has not yet reached Beijing, especially before it's too late. Otherwise, wouldn't Don't make your father anxious and angry? Zongbing Bai should remember that when the king of Zhuangmin County passed away, none of the Jinyiwei involved was left behind."

The posthumous posthumous title of the fifth prince is Zhuang Min, the posthumous posthumous posthumous title of Zhuang Min after the victory over the enemy, and the posthumous posthumous posthumous title of Rui Yu who overcame the enemy is Zhuang. Judging from the words and deeds of the five princes, it can be seen that the emperor regrets the young son's death.

If the Seventh Prince were to stay in Shuozhou, Bai Haoren might not be able to relieve the emperor's hatred if he joined the Nine Clans.

But Bai Haoren really felt wronged in his heart.

According to the news he received, the Seventh Prince will have at least three or five days to arrive in Shuozhou. He has already arranged for people to wait on the ground to wait for the response. Who knows why this little prince still has a shadow Abducted silently by tartars without showing up?Don't say that he is just an ordinary mortal, even if he is a great sage equal to the sky, he would never have expected this to happen!

Now how should he explain his bad debts?

I am afraid that only this uninvited Buddha in front of him can save the lives of his family.

"My lord is merciful! I beg your lord to show me the way for this lowly position! But if you have an order, you can do whatever you want!" Bai Haoren's sweat dripping from his head had already soaked the ground, and he immediately kowtowed to Jia Feisheng with a "bang bang bang" After three clicks, his forehead suddenly became red and swollen.

Finally hearing these words, Jia Fei stared at the lying Zongbing on the ground for a while, and then said slowly: "To save the seventh brother, we need to borrow the help of Zongbing Bai."

"How many troops do you need?" Bai Haoren straightened up abruptly.

Jia Feijing said: "I have already known that General Xue of Datong, General Liu of Xuanfu, and General Li of Yingzhou will cooperate with each other, and must rescue the seventh brother before Long Live is alarmed, and at the same time keep the northern border safe. Please, Chief Bai Immediately order: Send your deputy commander in person to lead the troops to Pinglu, and then select a capable general to garrison Mighty. The two groups of troops must be in place within five days, and those who delay the military plan will not be forgiven."

What he said was crisp and clear, like a commander who had arranged his troops and planned strategies.

But does this mean that he intends to rob people and come back to fight the Tartars again?

Bai Haoren was so frightened that his back went stiff and he was dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that even the relatives of the emperor have no right to criticize important military affairs as long as they have no generals or military power, let alone dispatch them privately.

His Royal Highness Prince Jing is only twenty-six years old, and he has enjoyed all the glory and wealth in Beijing since he was born. He has never lived a day in the army, let alone led the army to fight. In the eyes of a soldier who has been stationed at the border for ten years, he is an absolute Buckle for the uninitiated.

But now, such a layman actually put down his words and wanted to transfer his soldiers to fight the Tatars? !

Even the emperor's son can't be so arrogant!

"...Then what? What does the prince plan to do?" After all, Bai Haoren was still the commander in chief of one side, and his whole body tensed up immediately, as if he was alert to a wild beast and was posing to defend his territory.

However, this apparently growing resistance did not have much impact on His Royal Highness Prince Jing.

Jiafei just glanced at Bai Haoren indifferently, and asked, "Then how many people can you have left?"

Bai Haoren made a rough calculation, "...at most three hundred?"

Jia Fei raised his lips slightly, "Then please ask Mr. Bai to personally bring the 300 generals of Yansui to stand by in the north of Yansui to meet the return of the Seventh Prince."

"My lord! You want me to take three hundred people out of Yansui to the north?!" Bai Haoren almost jumped up on the spot.

300 people, this whimsical prince might as well just let him die!

However, Jiafei still looked as if he should take it for granted.

In the middle of the night, he first killed him at the General Army Mansion in Shuozhou, and gave him a stern prestige, and then he said that he wanted to send his troops to the north indiscriminately. His Highness Prince Jing was still lying on the palace and playing chess with the eunuch. Did you play? !

The anger in Bai Haoren's heart could no longer be restrained, so Teng Teng jumped up, couldn't bear it any longer, and simply got up and shouted at Jiafei angrily: "My lord, do you know that the little Tatar prince is calling the wind and rain in the grassland outside the pass, and the Tatar princes under his command can be mobilized at any time?" Iron cavalry is less than 5, or more than [-]! The number of frontier troops in the Holy Dynasty is only [-]! How hard it is for us to defend the frontier outside this Juyong Pass for so many years! It's not easy to keep it! You want us to take the initiative to go north?! And... you only give me three hundred people?! Are you playing nonsense!"

He was in a hurry, and he didn't care about his status. He blushed and his neck was thick with yelling, and he almost punched him with his fist.

Jia Fei was not annoyed, so he quietly waited for him to finish cursing, still with that modest smile on his face, and said with the corners of his lips: "Xiao Wang has his own calculations, and President Bai just obeys orders."

"Listen to the order? So the lord came here with the order talisman of the Ministry of War? Can you let me take a look?" Bai Haoren put his hips on his hips, with an appearance of not bowing his head.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this righteous and formidable President Bai was lying on the ground trembling and begging for mercy just now.

Jiafei glanced at the big purple bag protruding from Bai Haoren's forehead, and sighed, "The three generals Xue, Liu and Li have marched to Tiancheng, Yanghe, and Rejection Fort, and they can be assembled within three days. Although Xiao Wang didn't Bring the command talisman from the Ministry of War, but if Zongbing Bai resolutely resists the order...it is not difficult for Xiao Wang to replace Shuozhou with a commander-in-chief on the spot."

Immediately, Bai Haoren seemed to have stuffed his mouth full of Coptis chinensis, and he was so miserable that he couldn't say a word anymore.

Well, who wants to pretend to be strong and brave by showing his big tail in the palm of his hand?It is better to rush out and die on the battlefield than to die in prison with the whole family.

Bai Haoren sighed sadly, and finally lowered his head.

Those two days were the days of galloping horses and walking eagles on the grassland.

Batu Mengke was having a lot of fun, leading the men in the tribe and his Anda to drink, have fun and sing songs to their heart's content, showing a lively atmosphere.

Meng Ren is a big drinker, he drank a lot but was not completely drunk, he only felt hot all over, so he ran to find Zhen Xian.After circling around and seeing no one, Batu Mengke remembered that the little southern prince Zhen Xian had been guarding outside the circle without eating or drinking ever since he was captured. Going to the sheep pen, he saw Zhen Xian sitting outside the sheep pen from a distance.

"Zhen Xian!" Batu Mengke growled in displeasure.

Zhen Xian looked up at him upon hearing the sound, but didn't get up to answer him.

This indifferent reaction made Batu Mengke feel even more angry. He immediately jumped off his horse, ran over in two or three steps, and grabbed Zhen Xian's lapel.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Batu Mengke asked with a stern face.

Zhen Xian lowered his eyes, "Anyway, it doesn't make any difference if you ignore you."

This indifference made Batu Mengke's heart throb, and he was about to explode when he heard his sister's roar.

"Brother, go away! Don't bully Big Brother Zhen!" Su Ge rushed out of the sheepfold aggressively, and pushed his brother out forcefully, like a wolf cub grinning.

Batu Mengke was staggered by his sister's push, surprised and annoyed at the same time, his head became hotter and hotter, he stared at the girl in front of him with wide eyes, and suddenly burst out laughing. "Why do you always look at this hateful southerner? Could it be... Could it be that you fell in love with him? There are so many good men on the grassland, why do you choose to look at such a soft southerner? He has already been taken into the tent by his brother Gone!" He pointed at Brother Su and laughed so hard, he secretly glanced at Zhen Xian, triumphantly wanting to see Zhen Xian's reaction.

However, Zhen Xian acted as if he didn't hear it at all, under this deliberate humiliation, he was still as calm as a flat lake.

It's as if he, Batu Mengke, still doesn't exist in the eyes of the southerners.

Batu Mengke suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

He suddenly darkened his face, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhen Xian.

But Brother Su was already trembling with anger, he firmly protected Zhen Xian from allowing his elder brother to approach, and shouted loudly: "Bah! If you continue to mess around, I will tell my sister-in-law!"

Batu Mengke was taken aback when he heard the words, and froze involuntarily.

His fiancée, Yaba Hudulu, is the daughter of Prince Wala. She is proud by nature and has a very strong temperament.Although this annoying Zhen Xian really made him love and hate, but he didn't want to hinder his great cause of dominating the world because of this trivial matter.

Anyway, he is just a mere southerner, so he has time to surrender.What's more, he is already his own, so where else can he go?

Batu Mengke looked resentfully at his gnawing sister and the expressionless Zhen Xian, and said harshly: "You like the sheep pen, so sleep in the sheep pen tonight! I'll wrestle and drink with the big guys!" He got on his horse and ran away angrily.

Brother Su gritted his teeth tightly, staring at his brother's back as he rode away and disappeared into the night, he was slightly relieved.

"Brother Zhen, do you... hate my brother?" She suddenly turned around and asked Zhen Xian, "He bullied you like that... After you go back, will you want to take revenge on him?"

Under the moonlight, the young girl's pale face showed a kind of fragile panic, uneasy like a lost child.

Zhen Xian looked at the confused and helpless Brother Su, remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.

"I don't hate him. I just hope he never goes south."

He asked Brother Su to protect the seventh prince here, and went to find Tongqian again by himself.

He asked Tong Qian: "Have you informed His Highness of our plan?"

At first, Tong Qian lazily didn't take it seriously, "Of course I sent the letter, but time is running out, has your Highness received it—"

Zhen Xian asked again: "How many people did he bring out of Juyongguan?"

Tong Qiandao: "...Only His Highness and I."

Zhen Xian asked: "Does he have an edict from the Holy One?"

Tong Qian sneered, "Hehe, what do you think?"

"Where is he now?"

"His Royal Highness and I are in Yanghe respectively. His Highness should have gone to see the garrison at the edge of the town."

"Yanghe..." Zhen Xian lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "How did His Highness explain to you?"

"My lord asked me to take you back." Tong Qian became impatient.

"Where are you going back?" Zhen Xian still asked the bottom line.

There was a hint of annoyance in Tong Qian's eyes, "My lord and I agreed to meet in Yanghe, so naturally we will take you to Yanghe first—"

"Did he tell you that, or did you guess it yourself?" Zhen Xian insisted on asking.

Tong Qian finally let go of his hands, "Young Master Zhen, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Zhen Xian took a look around and made sure no one was eavesdropping, then said in a deep voice: "We can't go to Yanghe. Yanghe is his central army. If we flee, Batu Mengke will definitely chase us. If the main force of the army is directly led to Yanghe, his deployment will be exposed."

Tong Qian couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

In fact, before going north, the lord had repeatedly told him to tell him that after finding Mr. Zhen, he had deployed the frontier army of the Holy Dynasty to take Yanghe as their base, and to welcome them back.The prince told him to listen to Mr. Zhen's arrangements for everything, saying, "Mr. Zhen must have his own ideas."

It's just that Tong Qian didn't believe it.

In the past, he had only heard of the name Zhen Xian from rumors and rumors, and knew that he was the one who made the prince bewildered and refused to marry a wife and establish a concubine.

Over the years, in order to find this Zhen Xian, the lord has rejected many marriage proposals from important ministers and aristocratic families in the court. He is obviously such a smart person, but he wants to do such a stupid thing.He felt that the prince was simply obsessed.

Although the young man in front of me is pretty and handsome, but he is neither a beautiful woman nor a virtuous woman who can bear the prince's heirs. He is also a prisoner after his family was ransacked. He has no power to help the prince. How can he let the prince So the haunting dream is hard to let go?

It's just a rumor in the past that a very popular young talent hand-picked Tanhua.Tong Qian didn't believe that Zhen Xianneng had any great abilities.If he is really capable, why bother the prince to mobilize people to take risks to save people after being kidnapped by the Tartars and humiliated in every possible way?

However, he only mentioned saying goodbye to the prince in Yanghe, and Zhen Xian immediately guessed the prince's plan, and he guessed it right.Is it not just a coincidence, or does this person really have such a tacit understanding with the prince?It's been so many years that they haven't even seen each other face to face.

Tong Qian looked at Zhen Xian in surprise, but didn't respond immediately.

Zhen Xian seemed to be full of worries, pacing back and forth.

He asked Tong Qian again: "Did he mention the Seventh Highness's matter to you?"

"No, I didn't know until I got here." Tong Qian grinned mockingly, "Hey, to lose such a big prince to the Tartars, our four towns commanders outside Juyong Pass are amazing."

Zhen Xianwen lowered his head and fell into deep thought for a long time, biting his lips as if making up his mind, "Let's go in the direction of Yansui."

"...Why?" Tong Qian raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Zhen Xian seemed extremely tired, closed his eyes for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Because he knew I would. He must... be waiting for me to lure the Tartars over."