Actually, Yan Yu is overly concerned. The prince is here, and he is close to her and trusts her every day. How could the border troops disobey her? They don't want to rebel...
The people from the militia were inside and the border troops were outside. Yan Yu arranged the arrangement in an upright and upright manner.
Since the King of England ate her spicy meat strips and yellow fruits, he has become energetic and no longer wants to lie down. He often sits cross-legged on the stretcher. When he is tired, he will get down and take a few steps.
Whenever he wanted to come down and walk, the waiter would ask people to stop and rest. Whenever he got on the stretcher, the waiter would urge people to go faster.
After coming down twice, the King of England felt embarrassed to come down.
Honestly on the stretcher.
There are several vicious people in the militia, and Luo Er is one of them.
Yan Yu used Luo Er to prepare the temporary camp. It was considered that he had chosen the right person. He did not lag behind others in killing people, and the tiger troops on the border also obeyed. With the evidence of the King of England's jade pendant and personal guards, everyone believed that the King of England was about to be ambushed. Come upon this ridiculous statement.
When the King of England and his party arrived, the rescuing border troops and the remaining border troops met, oh my God, the prince is really here!
They were not going to save the waiter, who had been making trouble for a long time, but they were going to save the prince!
The temporary camp can accommodate two teams of troops, the border army and the militia, as well as civilians living together. The place is large enough.
The extra ten or so of them are not noticeable at all.
At home, Yan Yu could finally feel more at ease.
Hurrying on the road, everyone was exhausted. She knew it was time to relax, so she ordered a two-day rest before setting off.
These two days were also the time she left for the King of England.
She should have returned the jade pendant after she finished using it, but she pretended to be stupid and didn't mention it, waiting for the King of England to make up his mind and go to Leshan Mansion to borrow food.
…
Yan Huaiwen was placed in a small house.
Although it is simple, it is a space of its own.
He finally no longer had to lie down and sat up with the help of Santie.
“Uncle, are you awake?!” Yan Yu pretended to be surprised, with cunning in his eyes.
Yan Huaiwen chuckled, this kid, didn't he just lie down for a while longer.
This short journey has been a lot of tormenting.
His waiter kept a close eye on him taking medicine.
Also worried that he was hungry, secretly stuffed him with food.
Broth, meat strips and fruits.
The taste is...a mixture of five flavors.
Yan Yu touched her uncle, then touched herself, and said happily: "Uncle, it doesn't seem so hot anymore!"
“Brother Santie, come find my uncle quickly.”
Yan Huaiwen also felt a little looser. Although he was still feverish, he was not as weak as before.
“Is there any strange movement around?” Yan Huaiwen asked.
He knew that the waiter had just gone out.
"The road to the camp is not often used by people from Xizhou. I just walked a little farther, but no one saw it, but I found a lot of horse hoof prints on the ground. They should be spies sent by Xizhou to Guanzhou."
"When two armies are fighting, know yourself and the enemy." Yan Huaiwen was not surprised. "It seems that Xizhou is really going to move."
“But the prince still hasn’t ordered to borrow food from Leshan.” Yan Yu said with a small frown.
“Have you reported the horse hoof prints?” Yan Huaiwen asked.
"Report!" There must be no delay. She went to the King of England first.
“The results will be available tonight at the latest.”
“I’ll go out for a walk again.” Yan Yu couldn’t stay any longer and went out again like a gust of wind.
She let the sky fly, and the sky flapped its wings toward the west.
…
at dusk.
Smoke is curling up in the camp.
Yan Yu brought the soup to the King of England.
Sick people should eat some soup and water.
Yan Yu firmly refused to admit that she was deliberately saving food.
Seeing the waiter come in, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it broth again?"
“Your Majesty is wise!” Yan Yu flattered him with a smile.
The King of England laughed: "You, you, can't you imitate your godfather?"
“I miss my godfather.” The waiter said frankly and did not take the King of England seriously.
The King of England called her closer and looked at her hands.
"Does it still hurt? Just let others do these things. You have to be more careful. Do you still want to use these hands?"
“The waiter knows what’s going on, it’s really great.”
"When the dressing is changed next time, change it here. In front of me, I want to see it with my own eyes, so as not to deceive me like you, a little cunning guy." The King of England pretended to be very dignified.
Yan Yu also cooperated very well. She put away the smile on her face and pretended to be submissive and scared, "The waiter obeys the order."
Looking up again, both of them couldn't hold back their happiness.
The King of England lowered his voice: "I remember hearing your godfather mention that he wanted to build a house in your village?"
Yan Yu nodded repeatedly.
"We agreed to start building a house in the spring. We have chosen a homestead site and hired Master Lu from our village. He led his people to build my house. Well, my dad gave me the down payment! We are just waiting for the bricks to be built. The factory is open and the work begins as soon as the bricks arrive.”
"Building a house is a big deal. Does the host's family have to entertain meals?" the King of England asked.
"Yes, we have to take care of people's food." Yan Yu counted in detail: "Our Aunt Rong can't get away from it, but there are many aunts in the village who can cook. When the time comes, we can just invite someone to help. After the house is built, it stands to reason that we should also invite the villagers. The place is bustling with people eating and adding to the popularity of the new house.”
“Then your godfather doesn’t have to do anything and just wait for a ready-made good house to live in?” the King of England asked with a chuckle.
“That’s what we should do, it’s all our filial piety.”
The King of England kept staring at the waiter, and felt a little sad when he saw the kid's matter-of-fact tone.
Such a good boy, that old guy Wang Deshan prefers him.
King of England: "Let him keep an eye on his own house. If your father-in-law has money, let him spend it on entertaining guests."
Yan Yu immediately realized that the King of England was giving her godfather a holiday!
“Thank you, Your Majesty, you are so kind, Your Majesty!”
The child's eyes shine like gems.
The King of England's mood suddenly improved, and he said to the bodyguard beside him: "Bring the soup."
He was hungry and wanted to drink.
The King of England took a sip and swallowed.
“Secretary, there are two letters on the table. Send someone to deliver them. One to Leshan and one to the Crown Prince.”
…
“Is the person gone?” Yan Huaiwen asked.
Yan Yu: "Second Uncle Luo is going to Leshan Prefecture, and Third Uncle Luo is going to Huju."
Yan Huaiwen nodded: "Your Majesty has finally made up his mind."
"Uncle, what is the prince in trouble for?" She thought of something, but she wanted to hear what her uncle had to say.
“We have just secured Leshan Prefecture, and we can’t wait to borrow food. Calling it a loan is no different from a forced conquest. What will the court think, and what will your Majesty think?”
Yan Yu: "Aren't we going to attack Xizhou? The King of Hell is ready to starve to death!"
"The King of Qi can't wait anymore. Guanzhou can't join forces with the imperial court to fight against it, so he can only fight alone. Even if he borrows food and grass from Leshan Prefecture, how long can he supply it? It is necessary to fight quickly. The two prefectures of Xizhou and Guanzhou are close to each other. Xizhou knows very well that Guanzhou is short of food, so he can contain Guanzhou and win first with just two words of delay."
Yan Yu digested it silently.
Yan Huaiwen said no more.
After a moment, Yan Yu raised his eyes and asked word by word: "So, we can't afford to delay, so we have to...take the initiative?"
Her voice was filled with uncertainty.
"But when Xizhou set up an ambush, they pretended to be bandits. Although they used gunpowder to blow up the mountains and used strong bows from the army, it was very fake. But they insisted on lying and refused to admit it. We couldn't do it. If the enemy doesn't resist, how can we put down the rebellion? ...Ah? Ah!" Yan Yu's eyes widened as he thought of something.
She just said it, but the more she talked, the more familiar this routine became.
Beirong's Great Cold Winter didn't come to attack. It's not what they were thinking about... why did they come!
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