When Uncle Acne was waiting for Wu Hou to say something more, a little maid came in from the side door, walked up to Uncle Acne, whispered a few words in a low voice, and left in a hurry. Uncle Acne whispered a few words in Wuhou's ear again, and continued to sit aside. Wu Hou slowly closed his eyes and said no more.

As soon as the maidservants beside him covered the corners of the quilt for Wuhou, they heard someone walk in from outside the hall, and there were many of them. "Prime Minister, hard work!" Before anyone heard his voice, it was the second son Wei Huan, who had not seen him for many days, who spoke.

Uncle acne hurriedly got up and saluted and replied, "It's not hard to serve the king." Wei slowly waved his hand casually, and looked around the situation in the hall, and the guards behind him were all dressed in military uniforms, swords and spears neatly lined up on both sides.

Uncle Acne didn't panic when he saw the battle, and stood aside with his head down. The second son looked at his uncle for a while, and when he saw that he still didn't react, he turned to look at Wuhou on the couch. At this time, Wuhou was really asleep, his body was already weak, even if he didn't use medicine for the past two days, his body was hollowed out, and most of his life was gone.

Just when the second prince seemed to be about to see the flowers on Wuhou's face, a flattering and somewhat shrill voice sounded in the hall, "Second son, you are finally here, the king is sick like this, and you are here to have the backbone of the slave." ”

The second son frowned in disgust, but turned his head and smiled faintly, "Manager Yan, it's hard work." ”

Hearing this, the chief waiter smiled even more happily, and said more attentively: "It's not hard, it's not hard, do you want to stay, second son?" I'll send someone to clean up the palace for you. ”

The second son paused and shook his head, "I'll go see the concubine." Wei Xuan finally glanced at Wuhou as if to confirm something, and then slowly walked out of the hall, and the guards also followed him. Before he left the palace, he heard Wei Shu say to the two guards: "You two stay and stay here, and the rest will follow me." ”

It was only at this time that Uncle Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Manager Yan and had to admire it sincerely, even the second son, who had always been shrewd, didn't find out that Manager Yan was fake, that should be able to drag on until Wei Poppy came back.

Uncle Acne couldn't help but feel a little sad when he watched Wuhou fall asleep peacefully, but the final outcome of this famous king who had fought all his life could not escape the cannibalism of the heirs.

"Prime Minister, now is not the time to be sad, it is estimated that the second son will start in the next two days. It's better for us to take precautions as early as possible. Manager Yan said calmly and in a low voice, his voice was calm and steady, long lost the flattery and sharpness just now.

"What Mr. Yan said is very true," Uncle Yan quickly stopped after speaking, as if he felt that it was not appropriate to call Mr. Yan, but he didn't know what to call him, so he had to continue: "I have contacted some scholars, and they should be making some moves in the next few days." It's just that I haven't been able to contact General Linghuda, and I'm a little passive without military support. ”

Manager Yan didn't care what to call it, lowered his head and pondered for a while, "That's really a bit troublesome, according to the news, Ling Huda and Ling Huyuan's father and son may have taken refuge in the second son." Now they can only rely on the Praetorian Guards in the large camp on the outskirts of the city, but the disparity in strength is huge. ”

"There is also the Northern Route Army that can be mobilized, but there is a Qin State in the north that is eyeing it and does not dare to call it easily." Uncle said embarrassedly.

When neither of them said anything more, a little maid hurriedly came in with a medicine bowl, "Mr. Yan, the king's medicine." ”

Manager Yan took the medicine bowl and took the silk cloth in the handmaiden's hand by the way, and asked in a deep voice, "Do the guards outside have an investigation?" ”

"It's been checked, and the slave knows the proportions." The handmaid replied in a low voice.

"Okay, you go down first." Manager Yan nodded and ordered.

When the little maid went down, Mr. Yan unfolded the silk cloth and read the above contents, and then handed it to Gongsun Acne.

Gongsun Acne was not as calm as the general manager after reading it, "I found out my whereabouts when I was so close to Dadu, did Ling Huda and Ling Hu Yuan, father and son, want to rebel?" ”

Manager Yan didn't speak, took the silk cloth and threw it into the brazier, before the silk cloth turned into ashes, you could see that it was clearly written: Linghu Yuan Chen Bing Xintian.

Xintian is only a few dozen kilometers away from Anyi, which is already a red . Naked threatened. Uncle Acne can't sit still anymore, if he really waits for Linghu to attack from afar, then the general trend is really gone. The nearest military horse on the North Road is Hangu Pass, although Hangu Pass is located in a fortress, but now Uncle Gong can't take care of it so much.

Uncle Acne immediately repaired the book and asked for a letter to the Gu Guan Guard, who would quickly dispatch troops to help the capital, but Uncle Acne was busy repairing the book and didn't notice the smile on Manager Yan's lips.

Manager Yan took the letter from his uncle and said solemnly: "I'll send someone to deliver it." Then he turned around and took his leave.

Uncle Yan looked at the back of Manager Yan in a trance, Uncle Yan shook his head and thought to himself, maybe I was too nervous.

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After the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the weather was hot day by day, and before noon, the sun was already sufficient, and the sweat of the soldiers standing guard outside the big tent had already trickled down their cheeks and dripped on the dry land. The land has been dry for too long and is in dire need of a pleasant spring rains.

"Is the general here? There is an urgent military report. Du Yi asked the guards at the gate of the big tent. In recent days, the perimeter of the tent has been heavily guarded, and no entry is allowed.

The guards just stood outside the tent and shouted to Qingmo to come out, Qingmo took the military report and asked Du Yi to wait and enter the big tent. Ling Huyuan didn't say anything after reading the military report, and then handed it to the person in the middle seat. The people on the seat slammed the angry general's report on the table after reading it, "What does Sima Li want to do?" ”

It was the eldest prince Wei Poppy, who had not heard from him for many days, who had not heard from him for many days, and what was reported in the military newspaper was the movement of the defenders of Hangu Pass.

"Your Highness, don't worry, I don't think things are simple, I'll go and find out the situation first." After Ling Huyuan finished calmly, he stood up and walked outside the big tent.

Out of the big tent, Du Yi was still waiting outside the tent, "What is the specific situation" Ling Hu Yuan asked straight to the point.

"Back to the general, his subordinates have already sent someone to investigate. According to the news, General Sima Li received a letter from the Prime Minister's uncle to help the capital, and the strange thing is that it was not from the Mo family who sent the letter. Du Yi methodically reported the situation he had learned to Ling Huyuan.

"Not from the Mo family? Now the messages in the palace should be all from the Mo family? Ling Huyuan had some bad premonitions. There must be something wrong here.

"It really should be, but the person delivering the message is really a different story." Du Yi said with certainty.

"You send men to continue to investigate this road, and tell the whole army to be ready to camp at any time." After Ling Huyuan finished speaking, he turned around and entered the big tent.

"Your Highness, according to the news, it was the Prime Minister's uncle who wrote a letter for help to Sima Li. But the messenger was not from the Mo family. Ling Huyuan said in a deep voice, unconsciously frowned and continued: "I think this matter is very strange, we can't wait any longer, His Royal Highness sent Sima Li a letter to stabilize him immediately, and we quickly set up camp and went to the capital." ”

"How could the Prime Minister be so confused?" Wei Poppy stood up, paced two steps in the big tent, then turned around and said, "What if it's Wei Xuan's conspiracy?" Or is it the prime minister's ploy to confuse Wei Huan? ”

"Now whether it is the conspiracy of the second prince or not, it shows that there is a problem with the layout of our capital, I am afraid that if the second prince does not move, the Wei State will already have civil strife first. As for whether it is the Prime Minister's ecstasy, it should be ruled out from the messenger and the current situation of Hangu Pass. Ling Hu Yuan calmly analyzed one by one.

Wei Poppy was also a little unable to sit still when he heard this, "That makes sense." Then I'll write a letter. Wei Poppy said and sat down to write before the case.

"Your Highness, your subordinates are willing to go to Hangu Pass to send a letter to stabilize General Sima." It was Pang Juan who had just come out from behind the screen who spoke.

"Okay, you will go to Sima Li with my handwritten letter and tokens in a while." Wei Poppy didn't raise his head and said as he wrote, "Linghu, you go and inform the camp now, and we will rush to the capital." ”

"Yes, Your Highness, you still have to write another letter to inform the Mo family, the situation has changed." Ling Huyuan carefully thought of all possible situations and countermeasures.

The army marched quickly, and instead of being in a mess like the other armies of locusts passing through, it was like the wind passing without a trace, leaving only an empty field. It used to be the capital of the Jin Kingdom, and it was also a prosperous capital, after several generations of rise and fall, the three families gradually withered after the Jin Dynasty.

After the army left, several heads came out of the grass, and a thin and handsome young man who looked like a small guy said to a few strong men next to him: "Go and tell the senior brother quickly, the situation has changed." A strong man got up quickly, ran like the wind, and disappeared into the vast field in a blink of an eye.

The young man also stood up and patted the soil on his body, with a stick of grass in his mouth and a blade of grass in his hand, and commanded the remaining strong men like a street gangster: "Go and lead the horse, let's go after the fat man in front." ”

The fat man in front of him was Pang Juan who rode away, and the remaining strong men were a little embarrassed, and the fat man seemed to have become fat before a few of them were strong. But the few did not dare to say much, so they went to the woods to bring the horses and chased them in the direction where the fat man had left.

Pang Juan detoured to Xintian, also bypassed Anyi, and went straight to Hangu Pass, he looked at the bustling capital and wanted to go in to have a look, but he knew that there were priorities, if Wei Poppy succeeded to the throne, then everything he did today would become a credit recorded in history. Thinking of this, Pang Juan became a little proud, and felt that his decision to enter the WTO with Gongzi Wei was really correct. is finally going to surpass Sun Bin's name in history.

After a day of riding a horse, Pang Juan was really tired, he didn't dare to stay in the post station, let alone enter the city, there was still dry food on his body, but there was not much water, there was a tea shed on the edge of the official road in front of him, he decided to drink a bowl of tea and replenish some water.

"Shopkeeper, let's have a bowl of tea." Pang Juan tied the horse to the tree, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and walked into the tea shed. A middle-aged strong man came over neatly with a bowl of tea, "Guest officer, use it slowly." ”