The Mid-Autumn Festival is a fifteen-day period of meditation.
Young Master Liu was sitting at home with nothing to do, holding the youngest Liu Yunxin, who was just learning to talk, sitting in the pavilion and telling Liu Yaoyao brothers and sisters stories about their past lives.
Many of the more courageous maids and servants gathered outside the pavilion to listen to the stories told by their father-in-law after finishing their business.
"Speaking of which, after Sun Wukong immobilized the seven fairies..."
"Boom..."
In the quiet and peaceful Liu Mansion, apart from the voice of Liu Da telling stories in the inner courtyard, six loud and solemn bells suddenly sounded from the drum tower of the palace.
The six ringing bells not only interrupted Mr. Liu's story-telling voice, but also broke the tranquility of the capital.
Young Master Liu hugged Liu Yunxin and stood up. He opened his eyes as wide as possible and stared in the direction of the palace with a deep light.
The dragon ancestor worship bell rang.
The bell rang six times, and Young Master Liu understood what it meant.
Under the puzzled looks of several children, Major Liu handed the youngest Liu Yunxin to the nearest maid.
"Go and send Yunxin to Mrs. Ying'er!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Chengfeng, Yiyi, you guys go back to your rooms!"
"Yes, Daddy!"
Young Master Liu arranged several children and then walked quickly towards the inner courtyard, pointing directly at Qi Yun's room.
By coincidence, Young Master Liu had just stepped across the threshold, and Qi Yun was walking out anxiously, holding Young Master Liu's official robe. As soon as they entered and exited, they immediately collided with each other.
Qi Yun looked intently at Young Master Liu who walked in the door: "Husband, I am preparing to go find you. Did you hear it? The ancestor worship bell rang six times!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded: "I heard it, stop gossiping and change your husband's clothes."
Qi Yun didn't hesitate at all: "Okay!"
In less than half a cup of tea, Young Master Liu changed into his official robe and rushed towards the stable with a riding crop in hand.
Liu Song has been with Liu Mingzhi for many years, so he naturally knows the significance of the ancestor worship bell and has already prepared Liu Mingzhi's mount.
In an instant, Young Master Liu rode out and galloped towards the palace.
The ancestor worship bell rang six times. No one in the capital knew the meaning of the ancestor worship bell. They had already consciously lined up on both sides of the street, leaving a sufficient road for the fast horses to rush by.
Along the way, Liu Dashan saw many colleagues who were also galloping towards the palace.
There was no time for polite greetings, everyone rushed towards the palace in a hurry.
The Mid-Autumn Festival's bathing period has come to an end due to the ringing of bells.
All civil and military officials rushed to the palace gate. The palace door, which had always been strictly guarded, was wide open at this moment. The officials immediately dismounted from their horses and hurried towards the Qinzheng Palace.
There were also many people who rode directly into the palace gate without stopping at all, and Young Master Liu was one of them.
Among the 90 million people in Dalong, there are only a few people who have the honor of riding horses in the palace.
Since being given the honor of riding a horse in the palace by Li Zheng, this is the first time that Young Master Liu has used this privilege for the first time.
"Xu..."
Young Master Liu reined in his horse, turned over, dismounted, and walked toward Qinzheng Hall, letting his mount be led aside by the imperial guards.
Entering the hall, Li Baiyu was already sitting on the dragon chair with a slightly anxious look on his face. Several ministers in the hall were already kneeling and sitting on their seats.
Before Liu Mingzhi could salute, Li Baiyu raised his hand to stop him from thinking about it.
"Liu Aiqing, the situation is urgent and there is no need to be independent. Please take a seat quickly."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
As soon as Young Master Liu sat down, Chief Manager Zeng Hai handed a memorial to Young Master Liu.
"Master, please take a look!"
"Good work!"
Liu Mingzhi said a polite word and went straight to reading the memorial. After a cup of tea, Young Master Liu suddenly put together the memorial.
Sure enough, in the Jin Kingdom, the Turks raised troops.
Although the two countries did not explicitly form an alliance, they unanimously pointed the finger at the most powerful dragon.
This is to use two against one to weaken the strength of the dragon!
Two arrogant women actually joined forces. It seems that Dalong's current strength makes them very afraid.
It is a pity that there are too few things explained in the memorial. It is not clear yet whether the Jin Kingdom and the Turks have already sent troops to northern Xinjiang, or are still on the way.
The dragon has not yet gone north, but the two countries have sent troops to attack the dragon first, which is a bit beyond Young Master Liu's expectation.
It is said that the initiative is in the hands of Dalong, and the Jin Kingdom and the Turks should need more time to prepare.
It has been less than two years since the Turks recovered from the war to unify the grasslands. You must know that the cost of switching from defense to offense is completely different.
First of all, the consumption of food and grass during the long journey, and secondly, the losses of the siege battle were several times that of the defenders.
Huyan Yunyao was praised by the old man as a natural handsome man. It is not clear about this truth. In this case, why did Huyan Yunyao give up her advantage in cavalry field combat and choose to take the initiative to attack the border town of Dalong City, which is strong and has many soldiers? ?
For a short period of time, Young Master Liu had no clue.
Huyan Yunyao's intentions really confused me.
Young Master Liu thought for a moment, and all the civil and military officials gathered in the Qinzheng Hall.
"See Your Majesty, long live the King."
"Seat without courtesy."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
As all the officials entered the queue, Li Baiyu glanced calmly at the minister of civil and military affairs who looked up at him under the dragon platform with a puzzled expression.
"Dear dear friends, we need to urgently send documents eight hundred miles from the border. In the Kingdom of Jin, the Turks have raised their troops!"
"Although the armies of the two countries have not yet rushed to the city of Beijiang, according to my inference, the cavalry of the two countries are already on the way. As for when they will arrive under the city of Beijiang, it is difficult to draw a conclusion."
"My dear friends, do you have any advice?"
Song Yu stood up directly holding the Chao Hut: "Your Majesty, repair my spear and attack the prisoners."
"I second the proposal to send troops out of the northern border to attack the bandits and unify the world."
"I second the proposal."
"I second the proposal!"
The Battle of Beichu was no longer a secret, and all the civil and military officials had already made complete preparations. After arriving at the Qinzheng Hall, their minds had already calmed down from the sudden ringing of the ancestor worship bell.
After learning about the Turks, the Jin Kingdom had already sent troops. No one had the slightest objection, and they all agreed to send the army north.
Liu Mingzhi silently glanced at the civil and military officials who were high-spirited to fight. He had been in the court for more than ten years. At this moment, Liu Mingzhi saw for the first time the civil and military officials who were filled with righteous indignation and shared the same hatred.
There was no gap between the civil and military officials. The military attachés had a strong fighting spirit and the civilian officials wholeheartedly supported it.
At this moment, the scene in the court more than thirty years ago appeared before Young Master Liu's eyes. At that time, Li Zheng was still the prince, and he had already shown this kind of scene of unity.
Brothers are jealous of each other, fighting against external humiliation together.
Dalong Chaotang, accustomed to internal fighting, gathered like a raging fire when foreign enemies invaded.
"Report, the border crossing is eight hundred miles away and urgent!"
"Xuan!"
A panting, muscular man ran in holding a flag in his hand, kneeling on one knee and looking at Li Baiyu.
"Your Majesty, the Jin Kingdom and the Turkic army will gather in our northern city in less than fifteen days!"
Li Baiyu took a deep breath: "On the 15th, it will be enough for all the troops to gather in Northern Xinjiang."
"Military Department!"
"The old minister is here!"
"Where are the three hundred thousand New Army cavalry at this moment?"
"Probably in the land of Huizhou and Yuzhou, we can settle in Northern Xinjiang in less than five days!"
"Have you sent an order to Marquis Rongwei who is stationed in Heshuo and Shuo?"
"The order has been sent, and the 130,000 troops stationed in Heshuo and Shuo in the past are in preparation."
"That's good. We have everything ready to deal with the Jin and Turkic countries. We only need the east wind."
"Dongfeng is the one in command. It only takes eight days to travel from the capital to northern Xinjiang with light equipment. The armies of the two countries gave us fifteen days."
"It took three days to decide who would go north to take command, and then rush to northern Xinjiang non-stop to take command to meet the enemy!"
"This move is a national war, and those in charge must make careful decisions!"
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