The days passed like water, and in a blink of an eye it was late July or early August.
Whether to save Baekje or not, there is still no clear news from Xingji City.
After repeated studies, several parties in Beihai Customs finally decided to stand still.
Chen Xiuzhu rubbed his chin and realized that his beard had grown a lot unknowingly.
After returning to his yard, he turned his head and looked deeply in the direction of Star City.
As a prince, Chen Xiuzhu is already the leader of thousands of people.
His status is much higher than that of Xiao Zheng, Huang Shitao, Tian Hongyan and the lieutenants of several surrounding counties.
However, whether they were using force to suppress others or presenting facts with reason, these generals all showed great respect on the surface, but they remained silent on the matter of sending troops.
Chen Xiuzhu clenched his fists silently.
No wonder all the brothers are racking their brains to climb to that position.
Only after ascending to the throne, no one dares to act in a submissive manner or only do superficial things like now.
Star City.
In the imperial capital in early August, the sky is high and the air is refreshing, which is most pleasant.
At this time, there was singing and dancing everywhere in Xingji City.
Both the Western and Northern Territories are too far from the imperial capital.
Things happened on the border, such as the Laozhen Principality died of an epidemic, and the Xiliang army approached the Yankui Fortress step by step; and the vassal state of Baekje was violently attacked by Japanese pirates, and even now their troops are approaching the city.
To the people of the imperial capital, these are far less interesting than the secrets and privacy of a wealthy family or the oiran's guest tonight.
Whether it was the nobles or the common people, it was time to play and have fun; all the major restaurants and cruise boats were filled with people chatting and listening to music.
An ordinary carriage passed smoothly on the long Xuanwu Street. In the carriage, Ying Pan was taking his adopted sister Miao Dong and his maid home Jixiang.
"Madam," the guards from the General's Mansion outside the carriage reminded: "Miss Ren Liu is getting married, and her dowry is too much. There are many people on both sides of the street crowding to watch the fun, so the carriage is moving a bit slowly. Please forgive me."
"It's okay!" Yingpan looked at the sky and said with a smile, "We're not in a hurry. Just drive slowly!"
However, Ji Xiang next to him couldn't sit still and kept looking out through the car window.
Compared to riding this small and narrow carriage, she was more accustomed to riding horses as she came from the grassland.
"Madam," Ji Xiang lowered his voice, "The Taishi Mansion is getting married today, but the atmosphere in the mansion doesn't seem right."
Yingpan was startled and fell into deep thought.
Ren Xi got married today. She then went to the Grand Master's Mansion to send this concubine off to get married on her husband's behalf.
Because of Ren Ning, Yingpan's status is somewhat special.
However, the Grand Master's Mansion was the "Eternal Master of the Emperor" after all. He did not deliberately create difficulties, but welcomed her in respectfully.
Now that I think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the Taishi Mansion.
Grand Master's Mansion.
As soon as the guests dispersed, the old master hurried into the back house with a thick volume of documents.
"Old woman, old woman, where is Ren Ning's little wife, what is her name Panlai?"
The old lady was not angry, "Her name is Yingpan, Yingpan Kailun, she comes from the Xiliang grassland."
"People from Xiliang?" The old teacher took a breath and was dumbfounded. "Now we are in trouble."
He only knew that Ren Ning himself married a girl from a small family, but he didn't know the origin of Ying Pan, which made him feel a little troubled.
The old lady looked around and lowered her voice, "Why bother? It's not your turn to worry about the future."
"Yes." The old master nodded, "Where is she? She hasn't left, right?"
"Leaved early. Liu Yatou's sedan just left the house, and she also said goodbye. She must have arrived at Xuanwu Street now."
oops!
The old teacher slapped her thigh and almost jumped up, "Then let someone call her back quickly."
"What's going on?" The old lady was confused.
The two have been together all their lives, and she has rarely seen her husband so excited.
The old master had no choice but to spread out the document in his hand, "This was handed over by Xingluo Wei Junqian. It is said that it is a new thing that Ren Ning has only recently invented."
"Oh?" The old lady came over with interest.
Although this document was handed over by Wei Junqian, she did not look surprised, as if it was taken for granted.
"It was a telescope and then a crane. Everything had different reactions. What has he come up with now?"
"Those are nothing, this is a good thing." The old master's face was full of excitement, "It is said that the word has the same pronunciation."
"If it's true, I finally don't have to do nothing all day long."
"Think about how in the future, in such a huge empire, all the people will be able to understand each other's languages and communicate smoothly. What a great achievement this is."
As he talked, the old master couldn't help but dance.
"Old boy, you are still old." The old lady was stunned for a long time before finally coming back to her senses and couldn't help but hit her husband: "Even if it is true, what are you so happy about?"
"It is estimated that future history books will only record the contribution of Emperor Changxing. Either you or that kid may have made great efforts, but in the end there may not even be a name in the history books."
cut!
The old teacher said, "Vulgar and vulgar. You just have long hair and short knowledge."
"As long as the homophony of this word is successful, it will be conducive to the integration of our entire nation, and the success will be beneficial to the present generation. It means nothing to leave a name in history. As long as I can participate in it, old man, I feel extremely honored."
"Damn old man," the old lady Qing raised her eyebrows, "What did you just say? Your hair is long..."
The old master's scalp went numb and he ran away.
After a while, a carriage marked Taishi's Mansion hurried out of the gate and headed towards Yong'an Hutong.
When passing by the Duke's Mansion, the old master opened the curtains and looked at the white sails on the door. He was speechless.
"Oh, I'm getting old now." He sighed.
When they were young, the old Taishi and the old Duke Huo Zheng were also good friends. However, in the blink of an eye, the Grandmaster has now become an official, and the Duke of Zhen has even become separated from each other.
"Where is the old Duke's spiritual hub now?" he asked his son next to him.
Now that he has retired, the old master rarely cares about state affairs. So many things are no longer clear.
Ren Yi frowned: "The news from this morning is that the coffin is still in Shannan County in the middle of Laigu County."
"We just arrived in the middle of Laigu County," the old master was surprised, "What's going on? Why is the coffin moving so slowly?"
Ren Yi couldn't help but look up at the white flags on the Zhenguo Duke's mansion.
The four western counties were in chaos at this time.
The rioters set up roadblocks everywhere, one block every ten miles, and one column every eight miles.
They were well prepared to stop the imperial court's quelling the rebellion, and at the same time, they were able to pass through these checkpoints to search for passing people and even local people.
At the beginning, the coffin of Duke Zhen Guo was carried eastward almost by the soldiers of Yanchuo Fortress and the guards of Duke Zhen Guo's Mansion.
Later, the rebels were unable to defeat them, and they heard that it was the coffin of the Duke of Laozhen, so they let it go.
It's just that the roads in ancient times were too bad, and there were too many rebellious people in the western counties. Moreover, each other occupied the mountains and became kings, and the news was not communicated with each other.
As a result, the coffin's return eastward slowed down dramatically.
The old master frowned: "Where are the troops brought by the Seventh Prince to quell the chaos? Where are they now?"
well!
Ren Yichang sighed.
"The troops led by the Seventh Prince were divided into two groups, one going west from Mist County, and the other going directly to Tianshui County and heading south instead of going through Mist County. As a result, neither side went smoothly."
Ren Yi moved his mouth.
Those officers and soldiers seemed to have no fighting skills at all, and they were both stuck in front of a small county town, unable to attack for a long time.
Moreover, it is said that the people in the county not only had no intention of opening the city to welcome the imperial army, but instead helped the rebels to defend the city.
