While Qingquan County was busy relocating the refugees, Crown Prince Feng Jing and his party, who had been ordered to come to Mingzhou to quell the rebellion, were leisurely walking southward.
The nights in early summer are always pleasant. People slaughter pigs and sheep amidst the crackle of bonfires, and enjoy the bright moon with glasses of wine.
"I am honored to have a drink with you all today, and I hope you will show your respect. Don't think that this rough country food has insulted you and others."
Feng Jing is dressed in dark green brocade clothes, with a jade belt hanging from her waist, and a gold sachet hanging between the belts. She looks low-key, but is actually extravagant and smart.
And the person sitting opposite him was none other than Mu Qingze, the young prince of Qi Bohou Mansion, who was dressed in moon-white brocade robes and had no accessories except for a white jade hair crown.
Of course, Feng Jing was not just saying this to Mu Qingze. There were many supporters around her who had a good relationship with Mu Qingze, including Jia Li, the Minister of Civil Affairs who was a disciple of Grand Master Xie.
In the eyes of Feng Jing and most people in the court, Feng Xi, who was imprisoned in the palace together with her consort, had almost no chance of turning around.
To put it mildly, under the threat of the Mingzhou rebels, she, Feng Xi, was lucky to be able to save her life!
And since Feng Jing took the initiative to take over this matter, there was no way he would let Feng Xi have a chance to live.
If it weren't for that bitch, he wouldn't have kicked his already very capable brother-in-law Shen Ge and welcomed back a bunch of useless people from the Shen family.
This kind of loss seemed harmless, but in fact it invisibly suppressed his prestige and credibility in the hearts of his subordinates.
He had to get this debt back from Feng Xi.
But having said that, Feng Xi is going to die no matter what, and they will definitely rush to Mingzhou as fast as possible, just to give the Mingzhou rebels more opportunities to develop.
Only when the rebels grow to a certain extent and the imperial court takes it seriously can his merits and Feng Xi's faults be easily distinguished.
So during the more than a month of traveling, he always wanted to do something else to give back to himself.
For example, he could use this opportunity to win over the neutral faction headed by Qi Bohou, so that after he returns to the court in victory, he can defeat the fourth child as quickly as possible and completely confirm his status as the crown prince in the court.
However, Feng Jing had a good idea, but Mu Qingze and others did not necessarily buy it.
"Why did His Highness the Crown Prince say this? Since you are hosting the banquet in person, we are only honored. How can we be selective? What's more, it is rare to see the wild scenery in the mountains. Your Highness the Crown Prince has really taken the trouble."
As soon as Mu Qing finished speaking, Jia Li and others on the side also laughed and said:
"What the young Marquis is saying is that His Highness the Crown Prince treats us like this. It's too late for us to be happy and grateful! Right, everyone!"
Feng Jing nodded with a smile, but there was no trace of smile in her eyes.
Because Mu Qingze and others seemed to be grateful to him for praising him, but in fact they were doing Tai Chi with him and making the relationship between the two parties clear.
The partial person's words and deeds are flawless, and he can't say anything more.
After all, there are some things that I have done too much, which is to push people away and make a wedding dress for the fourth child.
"In that case, Nagu will be praised."
After exposing the matter in a few words, Feng Jing just accepted it and let it go.
After everyone had eaten and drank, Feng Jing left with an excuse. She got a reply from the mighty General Shen Wan from her subordinates and read it carefully.
Feng Jing's face darkened again when she read the imperial edict that she had arrived at General Mighty's Mansion two days ago and ordered General Shen Wan to put down the rebellion without waiting for the prince.
"My father loves Feng Xi so much that he still wants to make up for her even if she is so stupid. Fortunately, the Shen family and Gu are in the same spirit and will never give Feng Xi this way of survival."
Feng Jing here is compiling a book and sending it to the south, asking Shen Wan to continue to maintain the status quo and monitor the trends in Mingzhou at all times.
Over there, Jia Li, the minister of official affairs, was also in Mu Qingze's tent, sighing and saying:
"It is said that this man is a man with a weak heart. Both of us have agreed that the prince is slow to act and deliberately delays the opportunity to suppress the rebellion. He actually wants to use this to win over the two of us..."
"He is afraid that when he goes to Mingzhou, we will hinder him and he will not be able to arrange the charges for Princess Zhaoming smoothly. Zhaoming is about to fall, but there is still a fourth highness in the court who is working hard to accumulate merits. "
Mu Qing lightly smelled the fragrance of tea and felt that these people were boring.
What's the use of fighting for a position that doesn't belong to them?
But this is fine, fight, fight, it is best to fight with bloodshed and chaos in the court, so that the usurper above who wants to be a wise king can see what retribution is.
"The prince and the fourth prince were of noble birth, but they were shackled by their mother's clan and did not have great talents. It is a pity for Princess Zhaoming. Her talents are not yet known, but she does have many capable ministers under her command. This time we have already moved Remove her mind and don’t let her escape again.”
After drinking the tea from the cup, Jia Li spoke without hesitation.
But instead of scolding him, Mu Qingze nodded with a half-smile.
This made Jia Li couldn't help but sigh:
"You said, I hope our arrangement went well at the beginning. This princess has already been yours. As long as you are willing to hook up, she can enter the Qi Bohou Mansion. Why do we need to go around to deal with her? Such a big circle?"
But Jia Li also understood that people like their young marquis could not be touched by that crazy princess.
If the other party is willing, it would be a miracle.
But think about it, anyway, if you cross the border, you will have to find a way to detain or kill her. Isn’t it pleasant to leave her alone and watch her hit the wall for several years?
I guess the guy above was almost pissed off at that time.
Unexpectedly, after Mu Qingze played with the tea cup for a while, he said for the first time:
"If I had known at that time that she would be like this now, I would have given up without saying anything."
After all, being able to live so interestingly in this boring court struggle is also part of Feng Xi's ability, isn't it?
It's night, Yaozhou, Youfu.
Pingnan General You Long closed the military book in front of him and was about to blow out the candles in the study and go to sleep on the small couch in the back when he saw two black figures coming in from the window.
He casually picked up the long knife on the table. Just as he was about to show off to the visitor, he saw the other person pull off the face towel.
"father!"
"Grandpa!"
"Jiao'er, Xiao Ge, you, aren't you in Beijing? Why suddenly..."
Although You Long is old, he is still muscular and burly, and now his red eyes look like he is about to cry, which makes You Jiao and Shen Ge deeply moved when they return home late at night.
Shen Ge knelt down directly in front of the old man and choked with sobs, saying that he had brought trouble to his mother and would probably bring trouble to his grandfather in the future. He was really unworthy of his descendants.
"That's all, that's all. You were in jail before, and grandpa couldn't save you. He could only write a letter to ask your mother to do her best. Now that you are back, the efforts of grandpa and your mother are worth it."
Youlong patted Shen Ge on the shoulder and raised his hand to help him up.
You Jiao handed a letter to You Long, indicating that he should read it carefully.
