The night was deep, and the chirping of insects and chirping outside the tent was like a dream-inducing song, but Xia Muyang was not sleepy at all. In his hand he held an urgent letter sent by Duke Li, his uncle, half an hour ago. The words in the letter were roughly the same as the two letters he had received earlier. He had smelled the conspiracy.
As soon as the sun rises, he sets off north to return to the capital, which is his home and will also be his new battlefield. He left and returned many times, and each time he returned, he was filled with nostalgia and joy. He has led troops to the battlefield more than once, but only this time, he actually felt a chill:
"Mu Yan, is that you?"
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"Your Majesty, are you still asleep?" Mei Siyuan walked out of the tent, holding two small jars in his hand.
When Xia Muchao heard the sound, he turned around and saw that it was him bringing the wine. He couldn't help but smile: "Siyuan, it's rare for you to have a drink with me!" He was a servant and an old friend. This was indeed the first time that Mei Siyuan had a drink with Xia Muchao outside of a banquet toast.
His injury was lighter than that of Xu Ding'an, and Mei Yuanchen injected more Qi into his body. Therefore, the injury was not completely healed at this time, but his movements were no longer hindered. Xu Ding'an was so anxious that he often patted him The sickbed screamed. One of his waists was stabbed, and several wounds were deep into his internal organs. He was still unable to get out of bed after more than a month.
"Seeing that the prince is worried, maybe the wine is in full swing." Mei Siyuan handed a jar of wine to Xia Muchao and said with a smile.
Mei Yuanchen and Xia Chengyi's marriage was established, so the two of them had to add another layer of in-law relationship. After experiencing the life-and-death battle outside Suzhou City, his temperament became more free and easy, less restrained and more casual than before. sex. Xia Muchao was naturally happy to see his transformation.
The two sat on the ground on the lawn of the camp, opened the wine seal, and the two jars collided with a "Cang!" sound, and each drank "Gulu Gulu".
The wine provided by the army was not considered good wine, but the two of them enjoyed drinking it.
"Haha! Siyuan, you have never considered me a friend until today!" Xia Muchao pressed the wine jar on the grass with one hand and laughed.
Mei Siyuan shook his head gently, with a face full of self-deprecation, and said with a smile: "What the prince said is that Siyuan has indeed fallen into a rut. Life is short, it is better to be more carefree. Siyuan respects the prince from the bottom of his heart, regardless of Regardless of our status, you and I should have become close friends long ago!"
Xia Muchao laughed again after hearing this. However, the laughter suddenly stopped. He lifted the wine jar and took a few sips of wine. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "I really can't help you!"
"Why did the prince say this?" Mei Siyuan said with a surprised look on his face.
What is a close friend? Since we are close friends, we should hide nothing and live up to the word "sincerity". Xia Muchao looked directly at Mei Siyuan with a penetrating gaze, and said seriously: "I have used you to some extent in the past. Even if I recommend you to be the Anxian Salt Transportation Secretary, it is not all for the imperial court's consideration."
Mei Siyuan licked the wine stains on his lips, stood up from the grass, bowed to Xia Muchao, bowed his hands, and said in a clear voice: "Siyuan is grateful to the prince for speaking frankly."
Seeing that there was no surprise on his face, Xia Muchao couldn't help but was startled, and slowly said: "You knew this earlier?"
"My lord, you look down upon me a little." Mei Siyuan chuckled. The starlight shone on his face, giving him a look of indifference.
Hehehe smiled, the past passed by...
In midsummer, the days are long and the nights are short. At the beginning of Mao hour, the sky is already slightly bright and you can see things with your eyes. Outside the military tent at Pinan Post, three hundred warriors in white uniforms stood with their hands behind their backs, ready to go. Among them, two hundred and forty were selected by twelve thousand men from the ten thousand white-clothed troops, and forty were personal guards who accompanied Prince Zhi's palace. They had packed up and written their farewell letters in the middle of the night. They were here just waiting for one person, the person they needed to protect with their lives during this trip.
That night, Xia Muyang didn't sleep well and had many sporadic dreams. It is said that every day, there are thoughts and dreams. These sporadic and incomplete dreams are all about his only brother - Xia Muyan.
"Mu Yang, you are the elder brother, so you have to give in to Mu Yan. You are brothers... You are brothers..."
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"Mu Yan, you have also been granted the title of prince. You have everything. What else are you not satisfied with?"
"Brother, you know, I want to be the emperor! I want to be the emperor! I want to be the emperor!"...
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"Muyang, when will you come back? Emperor Father has sent someone to pick you up... Emperor Father has sent someone to pick you up! Don't you want to be the emperor? When you come back, Emperor Father will pass the throne to you. What are you doing? Is it time to come back?"
"Father, I will go north now and I will be back in the fifth or sixth day."
"Are you back? No! Don't go north first, just stay there, stay there!"
"Brother, come back! Come back quickly! I have sent someone to pick you up!"
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"Mu Yan, is it really you? I didn't know before that you actually wanted to be the emperor. If you really care about this throne, why not give it to you?" Xia Muyan stood in the tent and murmured softly.
A burst of footsteps gradually approached and stopped outside the tent, and Tang Su was heard calling from outside: "Your Majesty, everything is ready!"
Xia Muyang did not answer, but walked straight out. What struck him was the whiteness: the white sky, the white tents, and the warriors in white.
"Father, have you rested?" Xia Chengcan came over and asked.
"Haha, of course you slept well!" Xia Muyang patted his shoulder gently, feeling heavy in his heart.
Twelve soldiers were lining up aside, waiting for him to issue the last military order before leaving. Xia Muyang walked to the front of the queue and said seriously: "This king will go north to the capital later, and everything here will be temporarily taken care of by the Crown Prince Chengcan. This time the white-clothed army is ordered to march south, it will definitely teach Jue a painful lesson." As we continue to prepare for war, we must not slack off and wait for orders!”
"Yes, Your Majesty! We shall be at the mercy of His Majesty's military orders and carry them out like a mountain!" All the men responded with cupped hands. Yesterday, during the meeting, Xia Muyang gave Xia Chengcan the military seal of the white-clothed army in front of everyone. At this time, he was the supreme commander of the ten thousand white-clothed army.
In recent months, everyone has been preparing for war. At this time, everything has been prepared and they can break camp and go south to the country at any time. I originally thought of marching after this rainy day, but unexpectedly something like this happened, so we had to postpone the matter.
Xia Muyang naturally had no worries about the white-clothed army and turned around to head towards the three hundred warriors.
Three hundred warriors, like three hundred stakes, stood still.
"Muyang went north before, and the luck and misfortune on the road were unpredictable, so I leave it to you all!" Xia Muyang said solemnly.
"Swear to the death to protect His Highness King Zhi! Swear to the death to protect His Highness the King Zhi! Swear to the death to protect His Highness the King Zhi!" Three hundred people shouted in unison, the sound shaking the sky.
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Xia Chengcan led twelve thousand men to stand outside the camp and watched the 302 horses galloping northward. He prayed in his heart: "Father, you must reach the capital safely!"
