Boom Boom –

There was a thunderous sound, so loud that the floor tiles under his feet seemed to be shaking.

Now that the military situation is urgent, Sun Qi wanted to open his mouth to say some suggestions, but seeing the face of the saint that was darker than the cloudy sky outside, he didn't know where to start.

No matter how much he usually cheers himself up, he feels that Sun Zhen is dead, Sun Rui is abolished, and no one among his younger brothers can compete with him for the crown prince, but when it really comes to the end, Sun Qi is still weak in his heart.

He was worried that his ability was insufficient, and the ideas he put forward would not work, not only would he not be able to help the saint, but he would provoke a big scolding.

Usually, there are no outsiders in the imperial study, and he is scolded by his father, even if he is scolded by his father, Sun Xuan is all there at this time, and there are courtiers, Sun Qi doesn't want to lose this face.

What's more, the saint is angry, even if Sun Qi says a little bit or two, he may only usher in a scolding.

Jiang Shiyu looked at the atmosphere in the hall and knew that it would not work like this.

After all, his status is more valuable, and he is the brother-in-law of the saint, as long as the saint does not make up his mind to deal with the Ningguo Mansion for a day, he will not let him not get off the stage in front of everyone, and it is appropriate for him to speak.

"Shengshang," Jiang Shiyu arched his hand, "The Xiliang army is bound to enter the customs in a thousand days, and there is no room for delay at the moment, so it is time to make an early order and transfer troops to defend the Beijing Division." ”

The saint glanced at Jiang Shiyu and said, "How long will it take to transfer troops at this moment?" Can the Jingshi hold out until they return to defense? ”

"In the Gyeonggi area, there are also the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army, the Imperial Forest Army, the Jingwei Commander, and the officers and soldiers who defend the city, and it should not be a problem to insist on one or two months," Jiang Shiyu said, "With these two months, it is enough to transfer troops for defense, and it will be attacked inside and outside." ”

Chengguo bowed his head and nodded: "There is no shortage of commanders in Beijing, and the ministers will definitely be able to guard until the reinforcements arrive and protect the safety of the Beijing division." ”

The saint's hand held the handrail, thought for a while, and said, "First pass the order, let the Marquis of Suning lead the troops back to defense." ”

The military situation is urgent, there can be no delay everywhere, and every will must be passed down.

Gonggong Han glanced at the sky, and asked the saint tentatively: "The slave will serve you to freshen up, and it will be time to go to the morning court later." ”

The appearance of the saint's cloak is really not serious, Han Gonggong persuaded a few words, but did not receive a response, so he could only give Sun Qi and the others a look.

Sun Qi stepped forward and helped persuade him, but fortunately, his father didn't know what he was thinking, so he answered vaguely twice and left with Gonggong Han, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Without the feeling of Mount Tai being overwhelmed, Sun Qi relaxed a lot and hurriedly asked Jiang Shiyu about the situation.

"If Pang Deng wants to besiege the capital, there must be a lot of troops," Sun Qi said, "can we mobilize enough troops to deal with him?" ”

"There are many soldiers, and there is a lot of food and grass loss, and he has driven thousands of miles straight into the future, and he may not be able to keep up with it in the future," Jiang Shiyu said, "That is, to be caught off guard, and when the soldiers from the south arrive, he can return to the capital to defend the capital, and he can also cut off his supplies by taking the back road, and what Pang Deng can occupy is the grain storage of the towns near Gyeonggi, but he will not be able to last long."

Your Highness, this battle can be fought, although it will be trapped for a month or two, but the reserves of the capital can last for a month or two. ”

When Sun Qi heard this, he was relieved.

He still believed what Jiang Shiyu said.

In the inner hall, Han Gonggong came to the saint with a dragon robe in his hand.

Sheng Shang glanced at Huang Long, who was dancing with teeth and claws, and said coldly, "Comb your hair first." ”

Father-in-law Han could only put down his robe and take a comb to arrange Shengshang's long hair.

The saint's eyes kept staring at the yellow dragon for a long time, and said, "What do you think?" ”

Han Gonggong lowered his eyes and said, "It is imperative to transfer troops back to defense." ”

Shengshang pursed his lips: "Ning Guogong and Cheng Guogong told me that they could fight, but they never said from beginning to end, how many soldiers Pang Deng has in his hands......"

"These wars were all launched locally, and they were all planned for many years," Han Gonggong thought for a while and said, "Whether it is Nanling or Shudi, they have the intention to rebel, and the soldiers, grain, and taxes reported every year cannot be believed, they are all false."

If it weren't for Nanling being forced to be helpless and hurriedly raising troops before getting ready, and Qiao Jing's initial blow was stopped by Suning Hou, it would be difficult to say what the battle situation would be.

Pomden was different, without any signs, he came suddenly, he must have made enough preparations, trained his soldiers, and stocked up on food.

It's not that the two grandfathers don't want to tell you about Pang Deng's situation, but they can't say for sure.

Except for Poundon, who knows how much he's been hiding over the years, you say? ”

The saint snorted heavily: "I must kill him!" ”

"Of course you want to kill him!" Gonggong Han echoed and nodded, "At present, the Jingshi can only defend hard, and until the Marquis of Suning comes back with their troops, they will fight to the death with Pang Deng."

Shengshang, for the sake of today's plan, there is no other way than to believe that Grandpa Guo can guard the capital, and Xinsu Ninghou can arrive in time.

This is the capital in the end, how can there be any reason to ignore the capital. ”

Hearing this, the saint's eyebrows raised, and his breath paused.

How can you ignore the capital?

But why can't he ignore the capital?

He is the Son of Heaven, where he is, that is the capital!

He glanced at the dragon robe again, and his mind was full of the appearance of Pang Deng wearing a yellow robe in his dream, and the other party was so arrogant......

The saint waved away Gonggong Han and turned around and walked towards the imperial study.

And everyone in the imperial study, seeing the saint leaving unneatly dressed and coming back untidy, exchanged glances.

The saint hurriedly walked to the shelf where the map was hung, ripped it off, and spread it out on the large case.

His gaze went all the way south and fell to the land of Jiangnan.

"I want to leave the palace, no, I want to leave Beijing," the saint said, "Pang Deng is menacing, and the defense of the Beijing division is afraid that it will be overwhelmed, I must first avoid his edge, go to the Jiangnan Palace, and wait for Zhong Aiqing to kill Pang Deng and exterminate the rebels, and then I will return to Beijing." ”

"Holy!"

"Father!"

Everyone was stunned, so much so that they didn't react when the saint first opened his mouth to say "out of Beijing", and it wasn't until they heard him finish saying that they called out one after another.

"I can't help it, Holy Lord!" Mrs. Feng's hands trembled, "I can't leave Beijing!" ”

"Why not?" The saint asked rhetorically, "I am the true dragon emperor, do I want to gamble my luck here?" Is there a conflict between the Beijing Shoushi and me going south? ”

Mrs. Feng didn't catch it in one breath, and almost fainted.

You Shangshu was in a hurry, and when he saw the old lady like this, he was so angry that he said to the saint: "You are the master of the capital?" You are clearly abandoning the capital! Poundon has just entered the Central Plains, and you fled south? ”

The saint raised his hand and smashed the inkstone out, stared at You Shangshu with a pair of red eyes, and said coldly: "Aiqing, be cautious!" ”

Of course he wants to go, but if he doesn't leave now, when Pang Deng enters the Gyeonggi area, will he still be able to go?

You Shangshu's shoulders trembled, turned his back, and scolded silently, "Be careful!" ”

Jiang Shiyu didn't care about arguing with the saint, pulled Han Gonggong aside, and asked, "Why did the saint suddenly have this idea?" ”

Han Gonggong looked like he was about to cry: "It maybe, maybe the slave said the wrong thing, and the slave doesn't know, obviously he is persuading the saint to defend the city, persuading and persuading, but he is leaving Beijing......"