Jia Cong didn't know much about the war in southern Xinjiang. The imperial court was very strict about the management of battle reports from the south. Except for the occasional small-scale victory news, it was almost never published to the outside world.
Why? Because the water dissolved into Guangxi, it has been retreating steadily, even losing Zhen'an and Siming prefectures, causing more than 100,000 military and civilian casualties.
Especially this idiot Shi Nai...
He actually abandoned the army and fled, which directly led to the massacre of tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Zhen'an Prefecture by South Vietnamese monkeys. If it were not for the turmoil in the morale of the army and the people, Shi Nai's head would have been moved.
Now that the southern Xinjiang coach was captured and the entire southern Xinjiang army collapsed, Jia Cong was really surprised.
"Didn't you say that Your Majesty asked the army of Prince Mu's Mansion to march from Yunnan to Guangxi to support the army in southern Xinjiang? Could it be that the people of Prince Mu's Mansion can't defeat the South Vietnamese monkeys?"
Yue shook her head and sighed: "Shui Rong, as the commander of Nanjiang, blocked the reinforcements from Prince Mu's Mansion in Guangnan Mansion and prevented them from entering Guangxi. He said that he wanted them to garrison Guangnan to prevent South Vietnam from entering Guangnan. Invading Yunnan.”
"Shui Rong's head was kicked by a donkey, isn't it? Prince Mu has been guarding the southern border for generations, and his men and horses are capable of conquering warriors. Where did he find the courage to abandon such combat power?"
Jia Cong's reaction made Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly, because the child's reaction was exactly the same as that of her grandson Cao Jiugong.
Shui Rong really had his brain kicked by a donkey to turn away the reinforcements from Prince Mu's Mansion.
Jia Cong was still thinking about the ulterior secrets of Shui Rongding in Guangxi, and was worried that Prince Mu's Mansion would discover this.
Yue had no choice but to interrupt his thoughts and said to Jia Cong, "We have no control over what Shuirong thinks and does. The most pressing issue now is the marriage. Not only my family, but also the families of all the princes and princes. All the girls of the right age are all candidates for marriage, including yours!"
grass!
Jia Cong almost cursed.
"In that case, why not choose the county head from the Prince's family in Beijing? I remember she is of the right age. Why should someone else be implicated in the trouble caused by one's own family?"
Just listen to Yue Shi say leisurely: "Unfortunately, a few days ago, the Shui family chose a husband for him, and he has already been engaged. By the way, the person chosen is known to Brother Cong. He is the nephew of Wang Ziteng and the relative of your sister-in-law. Brother Wang Ren."
"What the hell..."
Jia Cong calmed down quickly, and he would not be surprised by anything Wang Ziteng did.
The most important thing at the moment is to find out how North Korea and China intend to use marriage to ease pressure in southern Xinjiang.
It is said that there has been no precedent for peace since the founding of the Xia Dynasty. If there is no peace or tribute, the emperor will guard the country and the king will die in the country. It is not just talk.
At the beginning of Zhaowu, the Eleven Kingdoms of Oara, Tatar, and the Western Regions jointly attacked Xia. The enemies were almost reaching the capital, but Emperor Zhaowu did not even say anything about negotiating peace.
After nearly a year of hard work, the imperial commander finally drove the enemy back to the grassland and desert. A few years later, after the five northern expeditions, the emperor presented the king's seal and "danced" in front of the emperor.
It was unreasonable that because of a defeat in a battle and the capture of a sinister man with great ambition and talent, the Second Saint would agree to a marriage, which would be a disgrace to the country.
However, the Yue clan was so confident in her words that she was almost convinced that the imperial court would really break this rule, select a daughter from the royal family to be canonized as a princess, and make a humiliating marriage to South Vietnam.
Seeing that Jia Cong had calmed down, Mrs. Yue said to him: "Although there is no definite news about this matter in the court, all the princes and princes involved have been discussing the marriage overnight. Your father and brother are not here, and we happened to meet him today. Come back. Let’s discuss it with your old lady after the house and arrange a marriage for the girl at home as soon as possible.”
Regardless of whether it is true as the Yue family said, if the court wants to make peace, it still needs to make preparations.
Jia Cong nodded solemnly and thanked Yue for his kindness.
"On the third day, Ayu told me that in three days at most, the news will be hidden. At that time, the candidate for the marriage will be decided at the court meeting."
"Who is Ayu?"
Mrs. Yue couldn't help but smile: "Baby, you are still caring about such trivial details at this age. Ayu is my grandson's nickname, Cao Xiaoyu."
Phew~
Jia Cong couldn't hold back his laughter because Cao Dudu had such a feminine nickname, which relieved the depressing atmosphere in the room.
Before the emperor succeeded to the throne, Cheng'en Palace was also the home of princes. It covered a very large area, and the garden scenery was not even half as good as that of Rongguo Palace.
In about two-quarters of an hour, Cao Ying conquered the heart of the Jia girl with his knife-throwing skills.
Moreover, Cao Ying was both civilized and martial, and his poetry and calligraphy skills were not inferior to those of the ladies in the capital. The girls were playing in the garden, and they were very happy.
Jia Cong, who came out of the main hall, felt relieved. He expressed his annoyance to his sisters and decided to go to the palace to inquire about the situation first and then come back to pick them up in the afternoon.
Daiyu had a clear mind and saw that Jia Cong was worried. When she wanted to ask for details, she saw Jia Cong shaking his head slightly.
"Then you go and do your work first, don't worry about us."
Daiyu tidied Jia Cong's clothes and sent Jia Cong to the front yard alone.
After avoiding everyone, Daiyu began to ask: "Did something happen?"
"The war in southern Xinjiang was not going well, and Shuirong was captured by the South Vietnamese. The DPRK wanted to negotiate a peace, but they would not release Shuirong until Daxia sent the princess south for marriage..."
Jia Cong roughly told Daiyu about the marriage, but saw that Daiyu's frown suddenly relaxed after a brief surprise.
"Don't you think it's strange? Both the Saint and His Majesty are kings with strong personalities. Why do they allow the desire for peace between the DPRK and the Central Government to spread? Don't forget that there is no news from the uncle yet. The marriage will probably not happen. .”
Daiyu's words reminded Jia Cong that his father, Mr. Pardon, had already set off from Songjiang by sea ship, and there had been no news for half a month.
Is there still a chance for the war in southern Xinjiang?
"I don't understand things on the battlefield, but I know one thing. Your Majesty will not break Daxia's backbone just for the sake of face. It is difficult to repair broken bones, not to mention that the dignity of the country does not include the life and death of princes, princes and captives. In the end, it’s all about being on the edge of the sword.”
Daiyu tilted her head, stood on tiptoe and rubbed Jia Cong's head: "You go and find out the inside story first, and then we can talk about it after you return home. Concern leads to chaos, and what the wife can see is only what the palace wants to see. ..."
With red walls and green tiles, the palace gate seems to be two worlds inside and outside.
After entering the imperial city, Jia Cong originally wanted to go to the cabinet to inquire about the situation. After learning that the cabinet minister on duty today was Qi Bohan, the deputy minister of the cabinet, he turned around and walked towards the palace.
According to what Yue said, Qi Bohan was the leader of the peace talks. It was this old man who proposed the idea of choosing a noble daughter from the prince's mansion to be made a princess and marry her to negotiate a peace.
"General Jia, your majesty has decreed that no one can enter the palace within three days."
Unexpectedly, Jia Cong would be stopped at the gate of the palace one day, which was strange.
Jia Cong took out the imperial gold order but still couldn't do it. Several royal princes who were originally blocked in front of the palace gate were all in an uproar and avoided Jia Cong and gathered around to whisper.
In desperation, Jia Cong walked around the south gate with a dark face and walked towards the east gate of Longshou Palace. Along the way, he passed several small gates, all of which were guarded by the Imperial Guards. Of course, there were also clan princes blocking these small gates.
"It's weird..."
Bang!
Just as Jia Cong lowered his head to think about the strangeness of this matter, he was suddenly knocked down by a yellow and black shadow, and then he felt a wave of heat coming towards him.
"No licking!"
Liu Hong looked at Jia Cong who was pushed down and rubbed and licked by the fierce meow, and he said happily: "I knew you would come over. These days have made the general bored. How about you take it to your house and stay there for a few days?" sky?"
Jia Cong finally pushed Big Maomao's enthusiastic head away and tried to get up but was suppressed.
This guy doesn't have any self-awareness now, so aren't you afraid of crushing him to death?
"You are already a mature tiger, I really can't hold you!"
With that said, Jia Cong had no choice but to ask Liu Hong for help: "If fourth brother doesn't hurry up and help me, I will be crushed to death by this guy."
This place has been cleared by the Imperial Guards. Liu Hong came here specifically to wait for Jia Cong. There was not even a chamberlain beside him.
The two pushed and pulled, and finally pulled Jia Cong out from under the enthusiastic big cat.
Bang bang bang...
After roughly patting the dust off his body, Liu Hong took Jia Cong to a pavilion and told Jia Cong why entry into the palace was forbidden.
"You should also know about the marriage. The emperor's grandfather and father were troubled by their clan members, so they issued an order not to allow people to come to the palace to have an audience..."
Jia Cong struggled to hold down the big cat's head, frowned and asked, "Do you really want to get married?"
Liu Hong nodded, then shook his head.
"It's a yes or no. There is a high probability of a marriage, but whether the reconciliation can be successful depends on whether Marquis Rong Guo can bring good news."
ah?
Jia Cong was a little confused by Liu Hong's words and asked doubtfully, "I don't understand. Fourth brother, please explain it clearly to me."
Of course Liu Hong would not hide this matter from Jia Cong, and carefully told the whole story one by one.
To put it simply, the situation in southern Xinjiang is not optimistic. The impact of the capture of coach Shui Rong has exceeded the court's expectations. The whole territory of Guangxi is in chaos, and the South Vietnamese monkeys are likely to be suppressed by the entire army.
Moreover, the South Vietnamese army fought with valor and fearlessness like a devil, which really frightened the imperial army. The Dragon Guards who accompanied the army sent a secret message. The anomalies in South Vietnam were related to the Westerners.
The state of the South Vietnamese army seems to involve some secret medicine.
It was rumored in the court that the marriage was a delaying strategy planned by the two saints, their chief minister Wei Qinghe, and the governor-general Zhang Yue.
"First, it is to paralyze the South Vietnamese, and secondly, it is a last resort just in case. If Rong Guohou can successfully raid from the sea and capture Thang Long Mansion, the crisis in southern Xinjiang will naturally be resolved. But if the strategy of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao fails, fake The marriage will become a true marriage."
Liu Hong's explanation made Jia Cong suddenly understand, but at the same time he raised a question: "But there is no reason to negotiate peace from now on just because of the defeat in the first battle. Not to mention the Twelve Guards of the Beijing Camp, the nearby Yunnan and Guangdong Guards are also enough Block the South Vietnamese offensive. The crisis will be resolved as soon as Master Wang arrives."
But he saw a wry smile on Liu Hong's expression: "If it was just South Vietnam, the emperor's grandfather would naturally not implement such a humiliating policy of peace. Siam and Burma also sent large armies to suppress Yunnan. Us Zangdusi also happened. There is a turmoil, and there is a faint tendency to rebel against the country."
At this point, Jia Cong already understood the reason for Er Shengxing's policy.
The instability in southern Xinjiang is no longer the only country in South Vietnam. Almost all of the three major southern Xinjiang vassals have betrayed the Celestial Empire, and even Uzangdusi is unstable.
Jia Cong had an idea and figured out a possibility from Liu Hong's words.
"Fourth brother is saying that there are Westerners in the South Vietnamese army?"
"Did you notice?"
Liu Hong smiled bitterly and said: "Not only in South Vietnam, but also in Siam, Burma and Uszangdusi, there are shadows of Westerners. These red-haired devils regard me as a piece of fat, and they are going to kill someone with a knife, so I will cut off a piece of it." Let’s have a taste.”
With Liu Hong's explanation, Jia Cong finally understood why southern Xinjiang was like this, and he also understood more clearly why a powerful monarch like the Supreme Emperor would easily negotiate peace and marriage after losing the first battle.
The pressure was instantly placed on Mr. Pardon, who had not yet disappeared. If Mr. Pardon could land in South Vietnam from the sea and capture the capital of Thang Long, the situation would be reversed.
Among the three countries in southern Xinjiang, South Vietnam is the strongest. As long as South Vietnam is destroyed, the other two countries will be easy to talk about. But if Master Pardon also fails, the fake marriage will come true.
Jia Cong did not stay in the palace for long, so he left the Forbidden City with the big cat who did not want to stay in the palace, and returned to Rongguo Mansion without stopping.
Just in case, the second sister Yingchun and the third sister Tanchun, who are of the right age, must make a marriage arrangement.
War has always been unpredictable. Mr. Pardon only brought 5,000 Imperial Guards and 20,000 Songjiang Navy southward. With South Vietnam's current strange combat power, it is really hard to tell the outcome.
The old lady was still wondering why Jia Cong returned home suddenly, but after learning the reason, she called out to the Lord.
"You're right, we can't place all our hopes on your father. The marriage between the second girl and the third girl must be decided first."
The old lady asked Yuanyang to get a booklet. Jia Cong leaned over and took a look. What a good guy, it turned out to be portraits of young people, with their identities and family backgrounds written next to them.
"This is……"
The old lady laughed and said, "It's not like I don't care about things. These girls have grown older in the past two years. How can I, a grandmother, not be concerned about their marriage? These are things that Beijing can see clearly. brothers."
hiss!
Sure enough, people become better with age, no matter the person in Cheng'en Palace or the person in his own family, no one is simple.
"The second girl's marriage is easy to discuss. I will send a letter to Prince Zhongshun soon. Liu Erlang is a good candidate. Your father is not here, so I will make the decision for the second girl. There is no time to go through the six rites now, so I will change the Gengtie first. "
The old lady seemed to be firming up her belief, and kept talking a lot, while she kept flipping the booklet in her hand.
Suddenly, she put the booklet in front of Jia Cong, pointed at the person on it and said, "What do you think of this person? Is it appropriate to assign him to the third girl?"
Jia Cong went over and took a closer look. The portraits of the characters were just the same, nothing could be seen at all.
However, the few lines of small words next to it made Jia Cong dumbfounded, because this person was also someone Jia Cong knew.
A friend of the same age as Lin Bai, brother of the Daiyu tribe, Tang Yin was Huiyuan, Tanhualang, and editor of the Hanlin Academy in the fifth year of Yuanyou.
He is sixteen years old, unmarried, comes from a poor family, and is about the same age as Tanchun, so he is a good candidate.
However, Yuanyang on the side warned: "Old lady, Third Master, this servant met Ergou at the gate early this morning. He was talking to someone about Tang Tanhua's marriage proposal. Could it be Tang Tanhua?"
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