half year later.
King Yu's city, Prince Sheng's mansion.
It was late autumn in the blink of an eye, and the autumn wind was bleak, but the palace of Prince Sheng was full of joy. Outside the attic, Ning Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, with a slightly more nervous look on his face.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Following a loud shout, a burly figure was seen walking from outside the house.
"Are you giving birth?"
"not yet!"
Ning Chen clenched his hands tightly. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel flustered. There were a group of servants standing next to him, who were also full of expectations.
"ah!"
"It hurts!"
"ah……"
Listening to the miserable screams in the attic, Ning Chen's heart, which had not been shaken for a long time, trembled violently.
"Boom!"
The door to the attic was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with blood-stained hands staggered out and knelt in front of Ning Chen with a thud.
"Your Highness, it's not good. The princess had a fetal movement a few days ago, and now she has difficulty in giving birth..."
"What did you say!"
Ning Chen's pupils shrank suddenly. He had been able to remain calm even in the face of thousands of troops on the battlefield, but now his eyes were scarlet and he was staring at the Wen Po.
"Your Highness, we are running out of time. Should we protect the elder or the younger?"
"Bao Da!"
Before Ning Chen could speak, Emperor Yu spoke without hesitation. He was relieved and was about to rush in when he saw Ning Chen suddenly raised his head: "Wait a minute!"
"Um?"
Emperor Yu also looked at Ning Chen with a puzzled look on his face. He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, handed it over without any hesitation, and said in a deep voice: "Give Wan'er this elixir to take!"
"What I want is that mother and child are safe!"
"this……"
Po Wen was stunned for a moment, and a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on her face. At this time, she would not give up if she had any way, but now...
"It's not good, Princess... Princess, she is bleeding heavily..."
"Someone come quickly!"
A maid hurriedly ran to the door. Ning Chen struggled momentarily and fell off the seat. He shouted angrily: "What are you doing standing still? Go quickly."
"If anything happens to the princess, I will kill all nine of your clans!"
This was the first time that Emperor Yu and all the palace servants saw Ning Chen acting so rude.
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Po Wen clutched the jade bottle tightly and staggered into the attic. Ning Chen sat on the chair again with the help of a servant.
"Chen'er, what kind of medicine is in that jade bottle?"
"Life-saving miracle medicine!"
Ning Chen spoke without hesitation, but the nervousness and panic on his face never retreated at all.
The father and son stood quietly outside the attic, and all the servants knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
Accompanied by a baby's cry, another figure hurried out of the attic, shouting in surprise: "It's alive, it's all alive!"
"Your Highness, I gave birth to a daughter. Mother and daughter are safe!"
"That pill is really a miracle drug!"
Po Wen looked excited, her life was saved!
"good!"
Ning Chen's voice was already hoarse, and two traces of tears fell down his face, but he showed a bright smile.
"Is there some destiny somewhere in the world?"
…
Lingzhou City.
The palace.
"My lord, I received a letter from you, and the Southern Barbarians are sending 100,000 troops, heading straight for me in Huainan."
"One hundred thousand!"
There was a cold look in Ning Fan's eyes, and he said calmly: "How can we get hold of a mere hundred thousand troops?"
"Where are Lu Bu and Bingzhou Langqi now?"
"Back to my lord, it's on the west side of Manwang City."
"hehe!"
Ning Fan smiled and said confidently: "In the past six months, Fengxian has led the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry to conquer the north and south. After more than thirty battles, hundreds of thousands of barbarians were slaughtered. The southern barbarians already hated them but could do nothing. "
"Now, they directly sent 100,000 troops to Huainan. They clearly wanted to lure the tiger down the mountain and force Lu Bu to lead his army back to defend."
Hearing Ning Fan's words, Guo Jia nodded in agreement and chuckled: "My lord, since the Southern Barbarians want to fight to the death, why not take advantage of this opportunity to completely control the grassland!"
"Yes, my lord, please give me the order!"
"My lord, King Nanyong's army is ready to fight at any time. Please give me your order!"
"The last general, Guan Yu, invites you to fight!"
One after another figures came out, a smile appeared on Ning Fan's face, and he said in a very calm tone: "There is no need for us to come out in full force for a mere hundred thousand troops."
"Zai Xing, now that the Nanyong King's army has been training for half a year, you will lead the army to meet the enemy. You must bury the Nanman army of 100,000 outside our Huainan!"
"promise!"
Yang Zaixing's face shone with excitement. In just six months, the Nanyong King's army, which was mainly composed of thieves, seemed to have been completely transformed.
As horses continue to be sent from the southern and Jiangnan racecourses, His Highness has made some plans in the southern border. Now there are fifty thousand troops, each equipped with two horses. With the blessing of stirrups and saddles, their combat power is no weaker than that of the southern barbarians!
"My lord, I will retire first!"
"Go!"
After Yang Zaixing left, Ning Fan looked at Qin Qiong: "The Military and Political Department is responsible for preparing the food, grass and weapons for this southern expedition."
"promise!"
After the generals left, Ning Fan also looked at Guo Jia: "Fengxiao, how are the harvests of the people this time?"
"Back to my lord, during this autumn harvest, my land in Huainan will produce more than three million dan of grain. Due to some barren lands, the potato harvest will be less than 20 dan per mu!"
"Today, greenhouse agriculture is developing rapidly, but due to the high cost, it is difficult for cucumbers to become popular..."
Guo Jia briefly introduced the autumn harvest. Ning Fan nodded slightly and said softly: "That's enough. This year's taxation is the key to change. You all have to pay attention to the key points."
"When you have free time, go out and walk around more!"
"yes!"
Di Renjie, Chen Gong and others all nodded respectfully. Ning Fan looked at Jia Xu and said softly: "Wen He, is there any news about Kong Ming?"
"My lord, now Kong Ming has completely taken control of Qilin County. The entire county has been managed in an orderly manner, and he even received praise from His Majesty for a time."
"Haha, with the appearance of a prime minister, it is easy to govern a county. However, there is no long-term plan for staying in the place for a long time."
"That's all, let's talk about the Southern Barbarians first."
Ning Fan rubbed his head and said softly: "In the past six months, the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry and the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry have taken the initiative to attack, transferring the war from the Huainan border to the vast grassland. After dozens of large and small battles, the Southern Barbarians have repeatedly suffered losses!"
"Now, I am planning to completely wipe out the Southern Barbarians and drive them into Guanshan. In your opinion, where should I start?"
"My Lord, after this battle is won, the Southern Barbarians will have nothing to fear!"
Guo Jia looked confident, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes: "In Yi Jia's opinion, the land of Guanshan is equally desirable!"
…
