Chapter 11, The World is in Turmoil
"Lord Wang, my subordinates think that the junior brother has any troubles, otherwise he ......" Feng Zhengning still excused Mo Wen in front of Zhao Tianqi.
Zhao Tianqi waved his hand: "Mo Wen has always been steady in doing things, since he chose Zhao Tianjing, it was after careful consideration after all." ”
Feng Zhengning opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zhao Tianqi: "Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, how can this king force it?"
Feng Zhengning sighed, he knew Zhao Tianqi too well, Zhao Tianqi said so calmly, in fact, he was very angry in his heart, he knew his own ability, even if he couldn't be the emperor, it wouldn't be Zhao Tianjing's turn, but he chose Zhao Tianjing without asking.
Sima Zhongliang smiled: "Lord Wang, don't ask is just an ant, I want to kill him, just wave his hand, as for Zhao Tianjing, there are 800,000 soldiers and horses, and it's just a group of chickens and dogs, if the prince is willing to listen to me, these 800,000 will be wiped out in an instant!"
Zhao Tianqi took a deep breath: "The Sima family is famous, and this king has already heard of it, but now I see that Mr. Sima is very happy in my heart, and I don't talk about these things, I just wash the dust for Mr. Sima tonight!"
Sima Zhongliang shook his head: "Since Zhongliang is here, he naturally wants to make some meritorious deeds, as for this dust-washing wine, it is not too late to drink it when Zhongliang has made a contribution to the prince!"
"This ......"
"Lord, I have thought a lot about it when I came, Zhao Tianjing and the emperor, oh no, it is the emperor, in fact, it is Yuan An, a powerful minister under the emperor, and now the emperor is guarding a capital city, and there is nothing to do. ”
"That's true, hateful Yuan An, everywhere the king persuaded the emperor, but the emperor suspected that I had other intentions and expelled me, hehe, now let's see, in the end, let the relatives and enemies be happy. Zhao Tianqi pouted, and he was still distrusted by the emperor, although he had long wanted to leave the capital, but in the name of expulsion, it was a little ugly.
"Don't be angry, although Yuan An said that he occupies the Central Plains, he has no elite soldiers and no strong generals, and he only relies on a few martial arts people to forcibly occupy the city, there is no need to worry, the top priority, the prince's enemy is Zhao Tianjing, and after taking Zhao Tianjing, Yuan An must not dare to act rashly!"
Sima Zhongliang said well, Zhao Tianjing is in the north, the soldiers are good and the food is sufficient, and the north is cold, the people are tall and strong, everyone is brave and good at fighting, for Zhao Tianqi, he dreamed of pulling Zhao Tianjing down, but although the several battles were small victories, there was no way to shake Zhao Tianjing's foundation.
"Mr. Sima, what do you teach me? This king will definitely obey Mr. Sima's words!"
Sima Zhongliang laughed: "Okay! Thanks to the trust of the prince, please immediately rush ten fierce generals, 1,000 elite soldiers, and dispatch 30,000 horse infantry and 10,000 archers, ready to stand by at any time!"
Zhao Tianqi frowned, he had a million soldiers and horses in his hands, which was really nothing, but he couldn't figure out what Sima Zhongliang was going to do, and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask Mr. Sima, but what clever plan did he think of?"
"I can't talk about a clever plan, it just makes Zhao Tianjing panic!"
"Zhengning, you heard it, go and arrange it immediately!" Zhao Tianqi ordered directly without hesitation.
Feng Zhengning nodded: "Yes, Lord Wang!" Feng Zhengning's heart was chaotic, although he was not resourceful enough, but he also knew that sooner or later the battle between Zhao Tianqi and Zhao Tianjing would be a battle of life and death, now Mo Wen is at Zhao Tianjing's place, but he is at Zhao Tianqi's place, and it is inevitable that they will meet on the battlefield at that time.
Zhao Tianqi watched Feng Zhengning leave, his eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, and Sima Zhongliang shook his head: "Those who have achieved great things, remember not to be kind to women!"
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Mo Wen lived in the palace of the martyr, Zhao Tianjing would invite Mo Wen to drink from time to time, and a month had passed, and Mo Wen's life was quite leisurely.
"Mo Lang, these **** walked around the city, bought a lot of things, and brought them to my mother and sister Ziyao when I went back. Liu Ruyan fiddled with the silk scarf and rouge while talking to Mo Wen.
Mo asked and smiled: "Ruyan, I don't know when I can go back, are you in too much of a hurry to buy it?"
Liu Ruyan pouted: "Could it be that you can still help Zhao Tianjing take the throne and then go back?" This is not something that can be done in a while, is it possible that you can't go home during the period?"
Mo Wen looked out the window, yes, the world is in turmoil, Yuan An, Zhao Tianjing, and Zhao Tianqi are divided and disputed, and it is indeed not an overnight thing to calm the world.
"Mr. Mo!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside, a little hurried.
Mo Wen glanced at Liu Ruyan and walked out of the door, but it was the herald beside Zhao Tianjing: "Mr. Mo, the prince is looking for you to go to the lobby to discuss matters." ”
Mo asked a tuft between his eyebrows: "Oh, did the prince say what happened?"
The herald shook his head: "The villain doesn't know, it's just that the prince is in a hurry." ”
Mo Wen nodded: "Okay, I know, you go and call Mr. Zhuge and I'll be there right away." ”
"Yes!"
The herald left, Liu Ruyan put down the things in his hand and slowly came up: "Mo Lang, is something wrong?"
Mo asked and said: "It's hard to say, but I think it shouldn't be a big deal, maybe it's some action on the side of the Eighth Prince and Yuan An, I'll go first." ”
Liu Ruyan straightened his clothes for Mo Wen: "Okay." ”
When Mo Wen walked into the lobby, Zhao Tianjing had already sat down, Zhuge Wumou also arrived early, Thirty-three was also standing aside, and there were two other generals, Mo Wen had never seen or known: "Lord Wang, why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhao Tianjing pointed to the letterhead in Thirty-three's hand: "Take a look." ”
Thirty-three handed over the letter, Mo Wen opened it and looked at it, and then handed it to Zhuge Wumou: "Sima Zhong is in a hurry, so he will do it so quickly." ”
Thirty-three sighed slightly: "Yes, I didn't expect it to be so fast, caught off guard, Yanliang City is the important place of our army, most of the grain and grass are stored there, but Zhao Tianqi sent troops to attack, once he succeeds, we will lose half of the grain and grass, if the grain and grass are lost, the army's heart will inevitably be unstable." ”
Mo Wen finally knows now, why is Zhao Tianjing so anxious to find himself, the north is barren, 800,000 people don't just drink water and don't eat, and the loss of half of the grain and grass reserves is undoubtedly a heavy blow to Zhao Tianjing: "Lord Wang, when did the information come?"
Thirty-three said, "I just arrived this morning. ”
Zhao Tianjing waved his hand: "Although he arrived this morning, Qiu Jing, the guard of Yanliang City, knows that he is an extremely good-looking person, and he never asks for help easily, once he asks for help, the situation must be very bad, and it is estimated that this information should be at least ten days." ”
Thirty-three nodded: "Brother Mo, in the past few years, we have been at peace with Zhao Tianqi, and suddenly Zhao Tianqi attacked my grain and grass land, and it seems that with the assistance of Sima Zhongliang, he is about to start grabbing the throne." ”
(End of chapter)