When Sun Rui took Sun Zhen through the mountains and mountains to the north, Jiang Muyuan was also constantly calculating the whereabouts of these two highnesses.

Previously, according to the news brought by Yuan Er, Jiang Muyuan had a rough judgment of where they would stay, but as the days progressed and the battle situation developed, Jiang Muyuan also knew that Sun Rui would not stay where he was all the time.

Previously, it was due to Sun Zhen's injury and the continuous rainy season in Nanling, but now the rain has stopped and the sky is clear, according to the local old people in Nanling, the next half a month is mostly sunny, Sun Rui will inevitably move.

Standing in front of the hanging map, Jiang Muyuan was thinking while consulting with General Yu and his generals from time to time.

General Yu's expression was as solemn.

These days of offensive have indeed achieved some results, the imperial court's troops continue to press forward, not only a few small towns, but also several cities in Nanling not far from the Yiping land boundary have also hung white flags, returned to the imperial court, and no longer obeyed the orders of Sun Bi and Dong Zhiwang.

It is said that this kind of progress is not slow, and even written in the battle report, the generals have led the troops well, but the whereabouts of Sun Rui and Sun Zhen have not been seen for a long time, and it has become a thorn in everyone's hearts.

It takes three months or half a year to conquer Nanling, there is not much difference, if there is any accident between the two highnesses, then it will be impossible to explain to the saint.

Everyone knows in their hearts, and the purpose of arranging troops is to open the gap as soon as possible, but if there is no news for a day, they can't breathe a sigh of relief.

Even Sun Qi, who has his own little abacus, has to show concern from time to time.

"We haven't heard from the third brother and the seventh brother for a long time, and my father must be very worried." Sun Qi said in a low voice.

Several people also echoed in a low voice, and sighed inwardly.

But they still thought less, and the saint in the imperial study was not only worried, he was simply angry.

Jiang Muyuan's excerpt from Yiping was quickly whipped back to Beijing, quickly passed through the Wenying Palace, and was personally handed over to the Holy Lord by Sun Xuan.

The saint opened it and took a look, raised his hand and threw the fold on the big case, and with a snap, the attendants knelt down one after another.

Sun Xuan was also taken aback, shrunk his neck, and although he did not kneel, he also stood up straight, hung his head and did not dare to speak.

Shengshang's chest rose and fell heavily, and he said with a gloomy face: "Have you seen the excerpt?" ”

Sun Xuan didn't dare to lie, so he said: "I hurriedly swept my eyes on the road, and I only saw that Sun Bi was very likely to be a private mining vein, and his rebellion also relied on the mines of Nanling, and the whereabouts of the third emperor brother and the seventh brother are still being searched."

The saint relieved his breath, picked up the fold again, read it carefully from beginning to end, and then asked Gonggong Han to hand over the fold to Sun Xuan to read carefully.

"What a Sun Bi! What a Dong hope! The Holy Lord forcibly suppressed the anger and said, "My treasury is stretched, but they dare to occupy the Nanling Ore Vein!" How many years has Sun Bi been in Nanling, and how many mines has he opened? What about his father? My father's brother is kind, kind, dutiful, and sincere, and he has no share in the mine! ”

King Nanling has been dead for many years, and he had a very good reputation when he was alive, and there is no real evidence, except for the Queen Mother and the Holy Lord, no one can say that he is not good for a word.

Sun Xuan also didn't know how to accept the saint's words, so he said: "That member of the criminal department, Wailang, is also fateful, and he escaped by luck twice, and he confirmed that the seventh brother was really seriously injured, and these days have been bumpy, which really makes people worry about his injury." ”

At the mention of Sun Zhen, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the saint, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sun Bi mined my mine, harming my son!" ”

Such obvious hatred made Sun Xuan shudder.

"You let people tell Qi'er and A-Yuan, beat, beat me hard!" After the saint finished speaking, before Sun Xuan could react, he waved his hand again, picked up the pen by himself, and wrote the edict with a brush, but before he had time to wait for it to dry, he handed it to Sun Xuan.

Sun Xuan withdrew from the imperial study and walked away for a long time, before the depression caused by the Holy Lord's anger slowly dissipated from his heart.

He looked up, squinted at the sun, which was hidden behind the clouds and only showed a corner, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He thought sullenly, the Holy Lord favored Concubine Yu, and naturally favored Sun Zhen, so it was normal for him to be so angry.

This means that Sun Zhen is injured, if Sun Rui is seriously injured, Sun Xuan can't imagine how angry his father will be.

Sun Xuan walked forward for a while, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him, he stopped and looked back, it was Gonggong Han who chased him out.

Gonggong Han evened out his breath and said: "What the Holy Lord, His Highness mentioned earlier about letting the kings, governors, and generals send their heirs to Beijing should be stepped up. ”

Sun Xuan's eyes lit up and he responded.

Waiting for Gonggong Han to turn his head and leave, Sun Xuan clenched his fists tightly, although his proposal was to figure out the mind of the saint, but in the actual discussion and preparation, it did encounter some resistance, and the ministers of the court, and even in the Wenying Palace, there were also opinions on this, and advised the saint to think twice.

Today, he has received this sentence from the saint, which shows that his father agrees with his thoughts.

Sun Zhen's injury is solid, and some people are happy and some are worried.

For Liu Jieyu and others, in addition to stealing joy, they will also secretly regret that it is not Sun Rui who is seriously injured, but in the palace of Concubine Yu, it is the clouds of sorrow, she has been sick recently, and at this moment she knows that Sun Zhen fell from the high cliff, broke his hands and feet, and half of his body couldn't move.

The people who were waiting around him hurriedly invited the imperial doctor, and they didn't dare to hide it, so they reported to Queen Xie, who received the letter and turned her head to report to the Cixin Palace.

The Queen Mother's brow furrowed tightly.

Gu Yunjin and Shou An were both by her side, and they exchanged glances with each other when they saw this.

Entering July, each family has to prepare for Qixi Festival and Zhongyuan.

Shou Anyuan also likes to visit the garden on Qixi Festival, this year's war in the south, the atmosphere in the palace is heavy, she naturally put down the fun, and close to Zhongyuan, Fang's has moved to Huxinguan to live, she and Gu Yunjin together, the next day to accompany the Empress Dowager to listen to Yan Qingdao's sermon.

The queen mother arranged for Zhu Niang to visit Concubine Yu, and she closed her eyes and was silent for a while.

In the end, it is the grandson of the in-laws, I heard that Sun Zhen was seriously injured, how could the queen mother not feel distressed?

Whether it is harmony with Concubine Yu or discord, the feelings for her grandson are real, and besides, the Queen Mother will not be so ruthless that she will be harsh on Concubine Yu at this moment.

Yan Qingdao took a sip of tea, and said unhurriedly: "The queen mother, birth, old age, sickness and death are all fateful. ”

Such a simple truth, everyone here is clear.

Shou An glanced at the Queen Mother, and said softly: "It's not strange for others to say this, when a real person says it, I always feel it."

"Isn't it?" Gu Yunjin took the conversation and said with a smile, "Taoism seeks immortality." ”

Daoist Yan Qing touched his beard and sighed, "Madam and the county lord are using the poor road for pastime again." ”

The Queen Mother laughed.