Chapter 392: This King Has Something to Entrust
"Xilong has all been recovered, but it's a pity that Zhong Hanchi ran too fast and let him escape back to Ding'an City." Mu Qingyun sat down on the chair opposite her, held a cup of herbal tea and said, "Helian Tuge was too aggressive, he was lured into Tianshui City by Achu with a trick, and now he is trapped inside and can't get out, and the food and grass in the city are enough for him to support him for a month at most." ”
"Except for Tianshui, the soldiers and horses of the other three cities combined are less than 100,000. As soon as the water is harvested, the three cities are not a problem. However, Achu was not in a hurry to attack the city. ”
Mo Li raised his eyebrows: "Want to take the three cities in the northwest without bloodshed?" ”
"Oh, a bit of a brain!" Mu Qingyun said with a smile, "It's actually the same as what Achu said, is it really a heart-wrenching heart?" Tell me, what do you think? ”
Mo Li hooked his lips: "Tianshui is the main road connecting the three cities in the northwest and the Central Plains, it is all surrounded, how can the three cities still transport a grain from the Central Plains?" Broken off this road, Zhong Hanchi can only ask Xiliang for grain and grass. Xiliang was originally located in a desolate place, living on nomadism, how could there be so much food for him. ”
"Well, that's true. If you rely on Xiliang alone, Zhong Hanchi can't support it for long. Besides, as soon as Xilong was lost, he would have long been at the end of the crossbow, and the soldiers under him would die and surrender, and there would be no one to use. ”
Mu Qingyun took a sip of tea and continued: "Achu said that he was always restless a few days ago, worried about what happened to you here. However, the war was tight at that time, and it was inconvenient for him to contact this side more, and you covered all the news, and he couldn't find anything. Therefore, he asked people to hurry up to recover Xilong, and asked me to come back as soon as possible while you are still alive. ”
"I didn't expect that something really happened to you. When you were asleep just now, I checked your pulse, and although the child was fine, your body was very weak, and it was not something that could be adjusted for a while. ”
"Then take your time." Mo Li smiled absently, touched his big belly and said, "As long as the child is okay, everything else is fine." ”
"That's all there is to it. Fortunately, during this time, Dr. Zhang has been using the method of golden needles to protect your heart. I've sent to tell him he doesn't have to come. From now on, my son will live with you and personally administer needles to you every day. ”
"But, I don't worry about Achu, in case you get sick or something, you won't be ......"
Mu Qingyun didn't wait for Mo Li to finish speaking, he hurriedly interrupted her and said, "The paper can't contain the fire, Achu will soon know the situation on your side, if I leave you alone, he will not have to take my life." Xiao Lili, even if it's for my life, you can't drive me away at this time. Besides, you are about to give birth now, and you are always so groggy, how can you have the strength when the time comes. When you finish giving birth here, it's okay, and I'll go back right away, right? ”
Mo Li sighed helplessly: "Then let's talk about it, when I give birth to the child, you will go back." ”
"Yes, I promise." Mu Qingyun was troubled by her, and casually agreed.
"Then tell me about Achu again, has he ever been sick these days? Have you ever been hurt? Is it thin? ”
Mo Li's series of questions were thrown out, making Mu Qingyun can't help but roll her eyes again.
"Your husband is fine, he is not sick or injured, he eats well every day, sleeps soundly, and he doesn't lose any portions."
"Then tell me about Xilong!"
Mu Qingyun was interested, picked out some things on the battlefield and told her about them, and at first she could hear a few responses, but after a while, there was no movement.
When she turned her head, she was asleep. There was a slight abnormal flush on his thin cheeks, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he obviously didn't sleep well.
For no reason, Mu Qingyun suddenly felt a slight throbbing pain on the tip of his heart, he sighed helplessly, took the thin blanket that had been prepared on the side a long time ago and covered her, and put his slender wrist on his hand,
Fortunately, although the pulse is weaker, it is still stable.
Mu Qingyun summoned Danyu and told her to take good care of Mo Li. He got up and walked out of Moyuan Pavilion and went straight to the outer study of the palace. As soon as the king of Bac Ninh arrived at the palace, he sent someone to deliver a message, so that he could have time to meet him.
In the outer study, Murong Jingzhong was reviewing official documents, and only the Xiang steward was waiting by his side.
"Lord Wang, Mu Gongzi asks to see you." The voices of the people outside rang out.
Murong Jingzhong hurriedly put down the official document in his hand and said, "Please." ”
Mu Qingyun stepped into the house and bowed: "Qingyun see Uncle Murong!" ”
"Virtuous nephews don't have to be polite, sit down and talk."
Steward Xiang served tea and stepped aside.
Murong Jingzhong said: "How is the situation in Jinxi? ”
"Back to my uncle's words, the princess is weak, but I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to give birth."
"Is there a good solution?"
"If you use golden needles to cross the acupuncture points every day, supplemented by nourishment, the situation may be better. Qingyun intends to stay in the palace for the time being, and adjust it according to the situation of the princess. ”
"So good, then there is Lao Xian's nephew."
Mu Qingyun arched his hand: "Uncle is serious, Qingyun and Achu have been friends for a long time, this time I accept his trust, and I should do my best." ”
"How is Chu'er?"
"It's fine." Mu Qingyun explained Murong Chu's recent situation one by one. secretly said in his heart, when the king of Beining saw him, he asked Mo Li first, and then remembered to ask his son, it seems that he still values Mo Li's daughter-in-law very much.
As an important minister of the imperial court, Murong Jingzhong naturally knew everything about the war ahead, and when he heard Mu Qingyun say that his son was doing well now, he was relieved. Instead, he asked, "Qingyun, do you know anything about the house?" ”
"I know a little bit about it."
"Well, you and Chu'er are brothers, and this king won't hide it from you. It's all because the king doesn't know people clearly, so Jinxi suffered some big disasters. Come near, and the king has something to trust. Murong Jingzhong beckoned and let Mu Qingyun sit beside him.
Seeing this, the Xiang steward retreated with interest, and by the way, he covered the door and guarded outside.
It was about an hour before Mu Qingyun came out of the outer study. From this day on, he lived in a small courtyard next to Moyuan Pavilion, administering needles and boiling medicine for Mo Li every day, and occasionally playing chess and chatting with the King of Beining in his spare time, and his life was comfortable.
In the blink of an eye, it is the half-year festival in July, when the midsummer has passed, and the weather is gradually cooler. In previous years, the Bac Ninh Royal Mansion would open an ancestral hall to worship ancestors on this day, and this year is no exception.
In the evening, the door of the ancestral hall is wide open, and the wine, meat, cakes and various seasonal fruits used for sacrifice have been placed in accordance with the regulations.
Murong Jingzhong led the family into the ancestral hall and respectfully offered incense in front of the ancestral tablet. In order of the eldest and youngest, kowtow and pray to each ancestor.
Originally, Murong Jingzhong thought that Mo Li's body was inconvenient and allowed her not to come to the sacrifice, but she still insisted on coming.
The ceremony lasted for half an hour to complete, and Mo Li, with the support of Danyu, deliberately knelt in front of the tablet of Princess Jiang and solemnly kowtowed three times.