Gu Yunxi has not lived in Beijing for a long time, and he has never interacted with people in the palace, and most of his impressions of several princes come from rumors in the market.

And rumors are not everything.

His two younger sisters and Jiang Muyuan both think that Sun Rui is not good, there must be their reasons, and Jiang Muyuan's identity is like this, and he has dealt with the saints and princes a lot, and his feelings must be deeper.

Gu Yunxi was curious, but he didn't chase Jiang Muyuan to ask for reasons.

It is a matter of position, Jiang Muyuan said that when it comes to this, what can be said will definitely not be reserved, and what cannot be said will be asked in vain.

Gu Yunxi pondered for a while, and finally said, "But the Taishi Mansion is not up to Yun Si. ”

The Jiang family has relatives, and there is Ning Guogong above, but how to do it in the end, Jiang Muyuan can speak.

The clan relatives rely on the Guogong Mansion, and the grandfather of the country only has such a son, and the family business will be all Jiang Muyuan's in the future, so it is very convenient for the father and son to discuss things.

But Taishi's Mansion is different, it is Taishi Fu who is in charge, and Gu Yunsi is a granddaughter, but she is a granddaughter-in-law.

Matters related to the future of the entire Fu family, how can she easily control it.

Jiang Muyuan said: "Master Fu urged the saint to establish a prince several times before, but the saint did not agree, and even prevaricated, I think that Master Fu should also have a plan in his heart. Although he is old, he is by no means confused. ”

Gu Yunxi bowed slightly.

Gu Yunqian was quite keen, and said bluntly: "Don't agree, or even prevaricate...... The Holy Lord didn't want to set up the Third Highness, and even knew that he couldn't make the Third Duke nod at all because he belonged to his heart? ”

Gu Yunxi patted Gu Yunqian's shoulder gently, he actually heard it, but since he thought about it and didn't ask, he couldn't help it.

Favoring Yun Qian is a Geng.

Jiang Muyuan smiled and did not break Sun Zhen's name.

The Gu family brothers exchanged glances, where did the saint's heart go......

Jiang Muyuan explained some military affairs again, and then sent the Gu brothers to settle down.

In front of people, the topic just now is no longer mentioned by a word.

Gu Yunxi and Gu Yunqian also understood that Jiang Muyuan told them in advance that he was afraid that his family would have different positions, and if the Zhenbei General's Mansion chose to support Sun Rui because of the rumors that Sun Rui was unique among the princes, it would hurt his muscles and bones in the future.

At the moment, Jiang Muyuan does not have a suitable candidate in his heart, in fact, the situation in the DPRK and China is not so urgent as to force the important ministers to stand immediately, so take one step at a time and see one step at a time, and just swallow it in the stomach of his own family.

When Jiang Muyuan came back, the rain was waiting for him.

He took a small bamboo tube from Shocking Rain's hand, opened it and took out the note, and looked at it by the candlelight, and then, the light burned out, and kneaded it together, leaving only a little black ash.

This is the news sent by Wang Lang through Aunt Jia.

Qiao Jing has been training sailors, Wang Lang vomited on the deck for a few days, only to see the large and small warships lined up on the river, and the soldiers shouted to the sky, he looked at it, but he couldn't understand it.

Later, I went to the Yamen to deal with the documents for a few days, pondering the contents related to the sailor back and forth, and finally mastered the data and preliminary concepts.

When he was on the deck again, he looked at the numbers he had written down, and this time he had a direction.

Back and forth, he basically figured out the equipment, configuration, and personnel arrangements of the Shudi Naval Army, and also knew that Qiao Jing was determined to bite a big piece of meat in the two lakes this time.

Jiang Muyuan received these data, just looking at the number of warships and troops, Qiao Jing must be menacing.

Of course, just as he told the two uncles of the Gu family, Su Ningbo made two preparations here to prevent Qiao Jingsheng from attacking the west.

If Qiao Jing really rushed to Xiaguan, it would not be terrifying, if he insisted on the army going down the river as Wang Lang saw, it would be a headache.

Jiang Muyuan thought about it for a while, first explained that the rain was arranging manpower to prevent Sun Bi from having an accident on the way to Beijing, and then gathered the soldiers before dawn and hurried to Yiling.

He knew that Wang Lang had already done all the hard work of a dark pile, and the next thing to do was to strengthen the waterway defense, and when Qiao Jing set off, Wang Lang would send the news as soon as possible, and they would be too late here.

The autumn rain in Shu is coming.

The rain was raging, covering the sky and the sun, not to mention that the moonlight was completely blocked by the rain, even during the day, it was also extremely gloomy.

The heavy rain has been falling for several days, and Jiang Muyuan has been collecting the military reports behind him and leading the troops forward, and he is also extremely worried in his heart.

The rain means the water potential, although the two lakes have not rained continuously, but once the water rises upstream, the warships of Shu will go down the water, and it will become more and more difficult to resist.

The situation from upstream was quickly transmitted downstream.

Yiling City is under the command of Su Ningbo's right-hand man Qu Fu, he is the son-in-law of the Cheng family, counting the seniority, Su Ningbo also calls him "brother-in-law"

Qu Fu stood on the embankment, looking at the rushing river in front of him, his face gloomy.

Su Ningbo had already informed him that Shu Di was very likely to attack along the water again, and this time Qiao Jing personally led the troops, obviously wanting to fight to the death on the water division.

The soldiers transferred from Nanling have arrived in Yiling, and the group of elite soldiers brought by Little Grandpa Ning to support is not impossible to fight, but the naval army fights in battle, and it is never just the number of people.

Qu Fu followed Su Ningbo to fight in the East and finally got rid of the landlubbers and the like, but he was clear about the situation of the soldiers below, and the only one who could really play a role on the battlefield was the sailors transferred from Jiangnan.

The warships and manpower are not as good as Shudi, and the first two times were luckily prevented, this time......

Let's fight for your life!

After all, which time was not a fight for life.

Qu Fu walked along the embankment with his hands behind his back, and when he looked up and saw Duan Baoqi who was training with the army not far away, he couldn't help frowning.

Cheng Jinzhi has disappeared, and there has been no news so far, their old Cheng family can bear it by themselves, but Duan Baoqi is the prince of the Chengguo Mansion, if there is really a mistake, can the old man bear it?

Qu Fu called Duan Baoqi to him, and subconsciously wanted to transfer him to the rear to avoid the fierce battle that was coming, but when the words came to his lips, looking at the knife wound on Duan Baoqi's forehead, he couldn't say it again.

The knife wound was injured when he slashed the head of the opponent's deputy general with a knife before, Qu Fu still remembered the appearance of Duan Baoqi carrying the head of the enemy general with blood on his face, this one was not afraid of death at all, how could he stop Duan Baoqi from fighting?

Cheng Guogong has been on the battlefield, and he has fought hard with a knife, and he has never shrunk behind others to pick up credit, he must also have the determination to send his son to the battlefield.

Qu Fu took a deep breath, and when he said again, he had already changed his tone: "This battle is difficult to fight, but we must hold it, people like us with rank and status have retreated, and it will be even more difficult to defend at the bottom, so everyone must see that none of them can be knighted by the imperial court is a soft persimmon!" ”

Duan Baoqi raised his eyebrows and smiled.