Chapter 185 Worthy of bloodline

Jiang He has been to the battlefield.

In Bu Village in Daliang City, she made plans from the rear, while Wei Ji fought bravely in the front to kill the enemy.

Jiang He once saw a human head roll down at his feet. He also narrowly escaped death and almost died in a foreign country.

She lost her father in that war.

However, the state of Chu lost 30 elite soldiers when Mi was defeated.

She still remembered the way she cried in the heavy snow, and also remembered Wei Ji's eyes that were so sad that it made people feel distressed.

He is not a person who is afraid of war and death.

He just has a good heart and compassion for the world.

In this troubled world where feudal princes are fighting each other, his kindness is a knife that stabs himself.

Seeking benevolence but not getting it will lead to a desperate situation.

Jiang He walked slowly in Zhiyang Palace.

It takes more than three or two days to make armor.

Before that, she wanted to hug little A-Qian more.

The autumn scenery is beautiful, Jiang He takes A Qian to walk around the him to recognize the auspicious animals on the roof, and teach him to identify flowers, birds, fish and insects.

Sometimes when you are closer to the Admonition Hall, you can see the guards delivering the imperial report rushing into the hall and then running away with new orders.

Jiang He can get the latest news.

She knew that Wei Ji defended Luoyang and was beaten by Meng Tian until only a hundred men escaped.

Jiang He knew where Wei Ji would go without waiting for news from the scouts.

girders.

The city's strong beams are easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Sure enough, Yong's army was outside Daliang City and was unable to break through the city.

The autumn days in Xianyang, the capital of the country, are drier and colder than in previous years.

Chen Nanxing carried a bamboo basket, wrapped the dried chrysanthemums and crude tea in oilcloth, and placed it in the small duty room next to the Weiwei Military Office.

The guards here had long been familiar with Chen Nanxing, and when they saw her coming, they smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Miss Chen, for sending it."

While saying hello, they carried the dry food on their backs, held the secret message they had just received, and prepared to set off.

"It's the Royal Hospital's wish."

Chen Nanxing said and handed the medical bag to the Weijun who was about to leave.

The Weiwei Army messenger was a little flattered, so he quickly untied the dry food bag and put the medicinal tea bag saluted Chen Nanxing and then left.

Chen Nanxing returned the greeting, turned around and left.

"Aren't you waiting for Mr. Su?" someone asked.

Chen Nanxing knew that because she came so frequently, many people privately suspected that she was showing courtesy to Su Yu.

There's nothing to explain.

Even Mrs. Su knew that she would not be a concubine.

"Did Mr. Su go to deliver the letter?" Chen Nanxing said with a natural expression.

"It's not about war," said a quick-tongued messenger. "The scouts said they saw Qi's chariots and horses entering the beam, and they suspected it was the princess of Wei. Mr. Su was worried that the information was wrong, so he went there in person..."

"Xiaolu!" Before he finished speaking, another messenger interrupted him sharply, "Don't you want to live? Get out!"

The messenger named Xiaolu quickly shut up and lowered his head in disgrace, fearing that he would be beaten.

Although Chen Nanxing is one of his own, discussing military affairs in private is a taboo in the Wei army.

Fortunately, Su Yu was not here, otherwise the messenger would have been punished at least, or derogated and expelled at worst.

There are many scouts in the Yong Kingdom. If the information they gather is accurate, they will report it there is any doubt, it will be reported to the superior for judgment.

As their commander, Su Yu must ensure the accuracy of the news.

The Qi State was involved in the war with the Wei State, so of course he had to go out of his way to visit.

only……

The chariots and horses of the State of Qi enter the beam, and they are suspected to be the princess of the State of Wei, is Wei Zipei? Hearing that her mother's clan had fled to Daliang, she was so close to Qi that she couldn't help but run to support her?

Or does she want to use her status as the prince's wife to draw Qi into the war in order to save her people? This is why she insists on marrying Mr. Jiang!

Chen Nanxing's heart tightened.

What will happen to Mr. Jiang?

The young couple were newly married, and he was the auxiliary prince of Qi State and held great power. How could he bear to let his woman die in a different place?

How then, everyone in the Yong Kingdom had been busy preparing for her wedding, but she actually repaid them like this!

Chen Nanxing was sitting in the carriage, his clenched fingers hurting his palms.

The Prince's Mansion of Qi State looks more magnificent than those of Yong State and Wei State.

This is not because of how extravagant the Qi royal family is fact, when Yong State was still moving its capital from northwest to southeast, Qi State was already a rich and powerful maritime overlord.

They still have these financial resources.

Zongjun walked through the palaces under the guidance of his chamberlain, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

It is a pity that the generations of Qi kings after Duke Huan were either short-sighted, or alienated from their ministers, and some even provoked wars because of lust, so that now only such an empty shell is left in Qi.

Just as he was thinking about it, a young man came from a distance.

With a tall body, a face with a warm smile, and a pair of eyes that shine with sophistication but still retain sincerity, it is Jiang Ben.

Zongjun couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

Fortunately, this child was born 50 years late.

Before returning to the palace, Jiang Ben opened the letter on the spot and read it brows were sometimes frowned, sometimes widened, and finally turned into a deep solemn expression as he folded the letter and looked up.

"Manager Zong," Jiang Ben said, "I will not write a reply. Please go back and convey it to my sister, and tell her to rest assured."

Zong Jun responded yes.

This pair of siblings have such personalities, clean and decisive.

But Zongjun still had a question in his mind.

"Your Highness," he said thoughtfully when he saw that the chamberlain and the maid had already retreated, "don't blame me for being reckless. On the way here, I heard some rumors. It was said that the princess of Wei...that is, the wife of the prince, went there. Beam."

He just stated, without asking anything, it was already a question.

In fact, when Zongjun asked for an audience outside the prince's mansion and heard that Jiang Ben was in the mansion, he was excited and his perspective, of course he does not want Qi to join the war.

The Wei royal family was trapped in Daliang, waiting for the return of the main force that crossed the river and headed north.

If Qi State joins the war, it will be more difficult for Yong State.

Jiang Ben seemed to have expected that he would ask. After hearing this, he shook his head and said, "My wife did go to Daliang, but I asked the Zong steward to go back and tell His Majesty Yong that Qi will not participate in the war."

actually……

So decisive? Wei Zipei's appearance appeared in Manager Zong's mind.

Although he got the answer he wanted, for some reason, he felt sad for the girl.

Pity.

In Daliang Palace, Wei Zipei was comforting the old queen.

"Mother, it's okay. My brother is here and everything will be fine."

She couldn't remember how many times she had said this sentence, and it seemed that every time she said it, she believed it.

In the end, it becomes a truth that you repeat over and over again to double your confidence.

The old queen mother had stopped crying in the past few days, her vision was a little cloudy, and she gently held Wei Zipei's hand.

"The Ai family has lived a long life. They have been rich and well-clothed since they were young. If you die, you will die. It is not a loss. But the Ai family is not willing to let you die. You have just gotten married, and Ji'er doesn't even have anyone to accompany you. .”

At this point, she suddenly became angry again: "You said you were fine, why did you come back? Now that you are trapped in the city, does Mr. Jiang know? Will he..."

A glimmer of hope ignited in the old queen's eyes, and then she shook her head dejectedly.

"He won't, otherwise you wouldn't come back alone."

Wei Zipei lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

She got Jiang Ben drunk, took his badge, and sneaked out.

In order to make Yong Guo feel afraid, she even made a big show of it all the way, pretending that Qi State was going to intervene in the war.

Jiang Ben should have known it by now, and he didn't know how angry he was.

Moreover, he had long said that he would not send troops to involve Qi in a war for his own selfish interests just because he was a prince.

fair enough.

He is worthy of the people, and she is worthy of her bloodline.

It was her blessing to be with him for so long.

Die without regret.

Wei Zipei picked up a cup of ebony tea and found that the water had reached the bottom.

The moist plum blossoms lay at the bottom of the cup, sour and bitter, just like her life that was about to end abruptly when she was still young.

In the evening, Zhao Zheng returned from the Jianyi Hall.

In addition to the exquisite meals prepared by the imperial chef, there are also two bowls of longevity noodles on the table.

He knelt down and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

This is the first time he has eaten longevity noodles made by Jiang He. Ever since he was a child, no family member has ever made longevity noodles for him.

Apart from these, there was one more thing that made him happy.

They have been married for a year.

Why do you feel like it happened yesterday?

Jiang He picked up the bamboo chopsticks and handed them over. Zhao Zheng caught them and held Jiang He's hand.

"Ah He," he said warmly, "I am very happy."

Jiang He smiled, his eyes twinkling.

"Your Majesty is happy, and so am I."

"Ah He," he said again, "Meng Tian has found a way to break through Daliang City."

Conquer Daliang City?

Jiang He subconsciously asked: "What method?"

Zhao Zheng said with a smile.

Jiang He shook his head.

"I don't think it's possible."

Zhao Zheng stretched out his finger and tapped Jiang He's forehead.

"Then please trouble the queen to think more about it, so as not to make the soldiers in front of the battle anxious."

He smiled and lowered his head to eat the noodles, with a high-spirited expression on his face.

How wonderful, step by step, to realize the dream of childhood.

That was also Jiang He's dream.

She gently bit off a noodle, chewed it slowly in her mouth, and took a long time to swallow it.

"Three months," Jiang He said softly, "Meng Tian only has three months."

(End of this chapter)