Xiang Hongxuan paced back and forth in front of the desk, Jiang Zhennan and Ye Zhiyuan looked at the map on the table, and they were also silent. Although he used his plan to Hongxuan very early, he purchased the singers and rare birds and beasts of Nanxi at a high price, which really affected the troops and farming of Nanxi Kingdom. But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, Nanxi has been rich for many years, there are still 200,000 or 300,000 elite soldiers, and there are 200,000 elite soldiers stationed in Dongjiang and Shaoguan.

"Ye Shangshu, how many people can the military department mobilize at most?" Xiang Hongxuan asked Xiang Ye Zhiyuan.

"Your Majesty, if you don't transfer troops from the north and west, there are only 100,000 people at present, but the minister will recruit troops when he returns, and he should be able to gather a new army of 100,000 horses in half a year."

"The combat effectiveness of the new army is not strong, and it can only become cannon fodder on the battlefield, Marquis Anguo, 100,000 people plus 20,000 people in the south, do you have the confidence to destroy Nanxi Kingdom?" Xiang Hongxuan asked Xiang Jiang Zhennan eagerly, he knew that Nanxi Kingdom would definitely gather more people, far more than 300,000 people, but at present, the troops in the north and west could not move.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, it is enough. The old minister must dedicate Nanxi Kingdom to His Majesty. Jiang Zhennan said categorically.

"Good. Then I am waiting for the good news of An Guohou in Yicheng. ”

Jiang Zhennan began to swear to Xiang Hong that Nanxi must be taken, and it must be taken by his Jiang family, Emperor Xuanwu said that those who destroyed the four southern countries were crowned kings, Ling Xiao has been sick in bed since he died of a wife and a concubine, and will not return to the southern military camp, as long as Nanxi is destroyed, the Jiang family can become the king of Dongyu's different surname, what a glory.

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Ling Xi held the soup woman in his hand and stared blankly at the charcoal brazier in the Dongnuan Pavilion. With a bang, the soup woman in her hand fell to the ground, hot water splashed, Aunt Yan hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Ling Xi's hand carefully, for fear that she would be burned. It happened that Aunt An also entered the house, and she saw that Ling Xi's shoes and socks were wet, so she squatted in front of Ling Xi's feet, took off Ling Xi's shoes and socks, and took a silk handkerchief to wipe the water stains for Ling Xi.

"Aunt Yan, Niangniang will have me here, you go to the West Chamber to get a new pair of shoes and socks for Niangniang." Aunt Ann said loudly.

Aunt Yan saw that Ling Xi was fine, so she went to the West Chamber according to what Aunt An said.

"Queen Mother, Aunt Yan is old, I'm afraid I can't take care of you, why don't you change a young palace person to serve you by your side?" Aunt Ann asked in a whisper.

Ling Xi was a little absent-minded, she didn't listen to Aunt An's words at all, she had been fidgeting recently, and her heart was a little unstable. On the day of the New Year, Imperial Physician Chen came to tell him that the little prince's condition was not very good, and there was a fever, although the medicine was later used to stabilize the little prince's high temperature, but it had been more than ten days, and the little prince was still having a fever intermittently.

"What about Your Majesty?"

Aunt An was stunned, Ling Xi changed her words, and asked Xiang Hongxuan, she was a little unsure, did Ling Xi feel that she was too talkative? Aunt An hurriedly stopped the original pile of words to be said to Ling Xi, she brought a new soup woman and put it in her arms, she continued to squat in front of Ling Xi, and put Ling Xi's feet into her arms.

"Your Majesty, I went to Xiyan Palace today, and I heard that the princess will babble and say a few words now, Your Majesty is happy, and I sent someone to stay in Xiyan Palace tonight."

Ling Xi was a little entangled, should she send someone to tell Xiang Hongxuan about the little prince? Xiang Hongxuan is very happy this year, because not long after the beginning of spring, he will be able to send troops to Nanxi, this is something he has been planning for many years, and it is finally about to be realized, and last year he added a son and a daughter, so that Xiang Hongxuan, who is about to stand in the year, is more confident in the previous dynasty, everything is going well, if you tell him, his son is so weak that he may die early......

Aunt Yan walked into the Dongnuan Pavilion quickly, looking a little unpleasant.

"Queen Mother, something happened to Yingyue Pavilion."

"What's wrong with the little prince?" Ling Xi exclaimed.

"The little prince has a high fever since the evening, and the imperial doctors Chen have already given the little prince a decoction, but it still hasn't improved."

Ling Xi was startled, she walked down to the ground barefoot, and she didn't care about the biting cold on her feet, and said eagerly: "Go to Xiyan Palace, please go to Yingyue Pavilion for Your Majesty." ”

Ling Xi had an ominous premonition, she had to tell Xiang Hongxuan, otherwise it might be too late.

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