Sixiang City.
Sheriff's Mansion.
Luo Fengtang looked at the thin child in front of him.
This child has lost all his relatives.
His father died in the mine.
His grandfather was beaten to death by members of the Heiyangshu Coalfield Mine Protection Team.
His mother and other relatives were all dead long ago.
Now he was alone.
There are too many children like this in this world.
Luo Fengtang couldn't save all such children.
But he saw it, and it would not work if he turned a blind eye.
"Yu Xiaodong, do you want to stay in Sixiang, or follow me to the capital and follow my arrangements?"
Luo Fengtang asked.
He would not forcefully make a decision for Yu Xiaodong.
Everything depends on what Yu Xiaodong thinks.
"Follow you, I am willing to follow you."
Yu Xiaodong was emotional and wanted to kneel down again.
"No kneeling."
Luo Fengtang drank.
Yu Xiaodong was startled and immediately stood up straight.
"Go and have a good rest. I will ask someone to take you to a place later."
Luo Fengtang said.
He has already arranged a place for Yu Xiaodong.
That is Wutong Temple.
The monks in Wutong Temple have a strict daily routine, and will arrange for Xiaodong to go there and adapt to collective life in advance.
Later, he will be brought back to the capital to study at Bailudong Academy, practice martial arts, and become a man of talent.
Yu Xiaodong is only twelve years old. As long as he studies hard, he will have great potential in the future.
Luo Fengtang did not make this decision casually. He saw that Yu Xiaodong had such a clear mind at such a young age. Being able to drag a cart along the street at such a young age showed that he was born with great strength.
Being able to seek justice for the death of my grandfather and father without fear of hardship also means filial piety.
Yu Xiaodong has so many good qualities and is worthy of cultivation.
…
Beijing.
The Yangxin Hall of the Imperial Palace.
The green smoke from the incense burner curled up.
Qi Xingyun sat in front of the writing desk, holding a pen with his fingers, and quickly reviewed the memorial.
His brows were furrowed and he looked worried.
"Wang Yun, tell me, can we win this battle in Sixiang City?"
Qi Xingyun raised his head and glanced at Eunuch Wang Yun who was standing by.
"This old slave thinks that since His Majesty is blessed with great blessings and the general is commanding him personally, this battle will be won." Wang Yun gently served Qi Xingyun with tea. He had always done this. He was worried about what others would do. People can't handle it well.
"Haha, you old guy, just pick the best one."
Qi Xingyun laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
"Your Majesty, I never lie, I always tell the truth." Wang Yun smiled with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.
"That's true."
Qi Xingyun nodded.
He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, then stood up and prepared to move his body.
At this moment, an emergency call came from outside.
"Pass it in quickly."
Qi Xingyun said solemnly.
"Your Majesty."
Entering through the small yellow door, he respectfully raised the memorial with both hands.
Qi Xingyun's eyes stayed on the memorial. On the surface, there was no change, but in his heart, he became nervous.
He raised his hand to take the memorial. After opening it, he quickly glanced at it, the corners of his mouth began to rise, and he soon burst into laughter.
"Wang Yun, you were right. In the battle of Sixiang City, Daqi won!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, you have won the victory and Da Qi is invincible!"
Wang Yun bent his waist and said a series of auspicious words from his mouth.
"Hurry up and make a decree. I will reward those ministers who have made meritorious deeds."
"Publish the news to the newspapers and let all the young and old men in the capital enjoy it."
Qi Xingyun thought for a moment and issued a series of decrees.
After many eunuchs took action, Qi Xingyun could not hide his excitement. He quickly walked to the desk, pulled out the good rice paper, and started drawing with a pen.
After a while, the picture of a young general wearing armor and sitting astride a horse appeared on the paper.
…
Inside Wenyuan Pavilion.
Zhang Tingyu and Liu Yu were busy handling official duties.
All kinds of discounts in the cabinet have also piled up.
After the two pavilion elders were missing, the two of them seemed very busy just handling official duties.
Usually, busy is just busy.
But recently, they have been suffering a lot.
They are all thinking about the battle in Sixiang City.
The battle of Sixiang City is related to the national destiny of Daqi.
"Master Liu, there are constant natural disasters in Daqi, and the people are suffering."
Zhang Tingyu sighed when he saw a memorial about local disasters.
Liu Yu took it over and took a look at it and said, "It was another mudslide. A village was washed away, and there were heavy casualties."
After reading too many letters like this, Liu Yu could no longer arouse too many emotions.
But I still felt vaguely uncomfortable.
"Let the local magistrate take care of the injured."
Zhang Tingyu reviewed the memorial.
Memorials like this are first approved by the cabinet, giving relevant opinions on how to deal with them, and then sent to the emperor for review.
If the emperor approves, he will write a word "ok" on the memorial.
In this way, the emperor's workload was greatly reduced.
Otherwise, if the emperor interferes with everything, even if he does not sleep to deal with it, he will not be able to finish it, and he will only die from exhaustion in the end.
"Good news, good news!"
At this moment, suddenly there was an exclamation from outside.
Hearing the cry, Zhang Tingyu and Liu Yu stood up at the same time.
They looked at where they came from with excitement.
Not long after, an official rushed in hurriedly.
"What good news?"
Zhang Tingyu and Liu Yu are still maintaining the dignity of the elders.
"Mr. Zhang Ge, Mr. Liu Ge, our army won a great victory in the battle of Sixiang City, capturing tens of thousands of people in the area, and seizing a large amount of money, food, horses, weapons and armor!"
Officials reported the report with great joy.
However, before he could finish speaking, the memorial in his hand had already been snatched away by Zhang Tingyu.
After Zhang Tingyu got it, he glanced around and took in all the words.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Zhang Tingyu said three good words loudly, and the excitement on his face could no longer be concealed.
"let me see."
Liu Yu eagerly stood on tiptoes and approached Zhang Tingyu to read the good news.
After reading it once, twice, three times...after reading it three times in a row, I burst out laughing.
"Daqi, the country is stable!"
Many officials in Wenyuan Pavilion were shocked at the loss of attitude of the two pavilion elders at first, but then they realized the content of the good news, and they also became excited.
The dull atmosphere that had been lingering around the cabinet for a long time was swept away.
As Zhang Tingyu said...
The battle in Sixiang City was of great significance to Daqi.
This battle caused the enemy to lose all hope.
From now on, they will never think about attacking the hinterland of Daqi.
Moreover, after this battle, they will no longer underestimate the strength of Da Qi's troops.
In this battle, the Dameng tribe, Beilijia, and the Bozhou Yang family all suffered great losses.
"It seems that we are not far away from the time of counterattack." Zhang Tingyu put his hands behind his back and looked proud.
