kingnovel Chapter 1872
Chapter 1872
Chapter 1872
The teacup in Xiao Yunde's hand suddenly tilted, and the green tea spread out on the sheepskin in the shape of mountains and rivers.
Emperor Zhaowu pressed his fingertips heavily on a certain spot on the soaked map, where the newly painted city wall mark was still glowing with ink. "Although Lingzhou is a border city, it is like a sharp blade hanging on the neck of a wolf pack. My son is leading people there this time, the focus is to survey the terrain and rebuild the city defenses - using the imperial capital as bait, we can lock the three passes!"
He wants to nail Wang Du to the tip of this knife!
The emperor stands on the front line and provides the people with the most steadfast support.
The candle flame suddenly burst into a spark, making the map of Northern Xinjiang on the table flicker.
"Father, the Emperor, has created an unprecedented achievement by 'guarding the nation's gates with the Son of Heaven'..." The young emperor's voice was firm and powerful. "Your son is willing to forge a new nation's gates with his flesh and blood."
"You want to leave the country and ancestral temples... in the border town?" Xiao Yunde's voice was filled with the tremor that only those who have experienced the battlefield can understand.
Emperor Zhaowu nodded solemnly, "My son has secretly dispatched 3,000 Black Armored Soldiers to set out in batches in the name of a caravan."
He suddenly stood up and knelt on one leg, "Father, please believe me. Lingzhou is the tip of the knife, but it is also the best scabbard."
Xiao Yunde couldn't hide his joy, and he helped Emperor Zhaowu up with both hands. "Your sister was right about you." Perhaps realizing he had let the cat out of the bag, he added, "Father... was indeed right."
When Emperor Zhaowu heard the words "Your sister was right about you", he knew that the throne was fought for him by Shi Anxia.
The importance of the imperial sister in the emperor's heart is so important. How could he let her down?
His slender fingers traced the scattered markings on the map. "Rebuild the Twelve Linked Cities and dredge the canal's secret passages. We'll relocate the capital, but we'll actually close the borders. When the enemy sees an opportunity..." He suddenly curled his fingertips into a fist. "That's when we'll shut the door and beat the dog."
Under the light, the shadows of the father and son overlapped on the map, and the more they talked, the happier they became.
As soon as the father's fingertips brushed over the cinnabar mark of Lingzhou city defense, the son immediately arranged several ambushes; as soon as the father mentioned the reconstruction of the canal, the son immediately added the directions of several culverts.
Father and son are of one mind, and their strength can cut through metal. This is the true inheritance of blood.
Xiao Yunde's heart was moved, and he once again admired the vision of Empress Dowager Huizheng in choosing an emperor.
He no longer remembered the events in his dream, and many details were blurred. But he remembered how the Queen Mother Huizheng carefully selected and overpowered all the ministers to welcome this indifferent prince back to the capital, making him an emperor.
Eunuch Qi bowed and walked in. On the ebony food tray, two Ding kiln white porcelain cups glowed with moonlight. Red dates floated in the amber longan soup, just like the border town circled in red on the map, appearing and disappearing in the smoke of war.
The father and son finished their meal of red dates and longan soup.
Xiao Yunde urged, "Go back to the palace and catch up on your sleep. Stay up less late in the future and take care of your body. You must know that your body is no longer your own, but belongs to thousands of ordinary people."
Emperor Zhaowu stood up and left in awe. He took two steps and then paused, turned around and smiled faintly, "My son will definitely come back to add luster to your father's wedding."
Xiao Yunde's eyes were full of tenderness, and he felt that the prosperous times were beautiful.
Unfortunately, there was someone in the court who could not feel the beauty of the prosperous times, but only felt that disaster was about to happen. That person was Song Yuanjiu, the Minister of Zongzheng Temple.
He and Jiang Zhongxin had been brothers since childhood. When they grew up, one of them worked in Beijing and the other served as a garrison general at the border.
The two of them exchanged letters frequently.
Every inch of land in Beijing is valuable, but the land is not entirely free of gold.
Song Yuanjiu accepted money from Jiang Zhongxin and used his power to give a group of women who looked like princesses to Jiang Zhongxin.
The Song and Yuan dynasties were long over.