"Spring next year? Was it too long? At that time, Song Jiang would have already taken down Eastern Peace Prefecture.”Zhao Ji said worriedly.
"Your Majesty, Grand Commandant Gao has many soldiers and fierce generals.”
"It's hard to explain in a few words. The Golden Gunner Xu Ning and the Fire Qilin Lu Junyi both joined the Liangshan bandits.”Zhao Ji raised the golden cup and drank another cup.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. I will go back and think of a plan to defeat the enemy.”
Ximen Qiao thought that if Dongping Prefecture fell, Qinghe County's family would also be lost. Protecting the family and the country was killing two birds with one stone. This Song Jiang must be attacked.
"Thank you for your hard work, dear minister. I will first transfer 5,000 imperial guards to you to command. Train them diligently and when the time is right, we will go and suppress the bandits. General Hu Wei will take over the military power.”Zhao Ji immediately issued an edict to transfer 5,000 elite soldiers.
"Thank you, Lord! I will do my best until I die!”
"Stand up, dear minister, go back. It's late at night. Huang Jing, order the Imperial Army to carry a lantern and send General Hu Wei back to his residence.”Zhao Ji yawned. "Also, the Duke of Chu will arrive in the capital in three days. At that time, my dear minister will go ten miles away to welcome him.”
"Yes, Your Majesty." Huang Jing was also very excited about Ximen Qiao's continuous improvement.
After leaving the Snow Appreciation Pavilion, Ximen Qiao secretly asked Huang Jing why the Emperor only gave him 5,000 imperial soldiers. It wasn't enough!
"In my guess, Lord Wansui wants to test your ability to lead troops. After all, although you are a military officer, you have never been on the battlefield.”Huang Jing said.
"Brother Huang, that Grand Commandant Gao disappointed His Majesty so much. Brother, I don't know anything about the bandits.”Ximen Qiao indeed didn't know that there were no people from the intelligence team there.
"It's not to the extent of a mountain of defeat, but the 200,000-strong army has not made any achievements, causing the bandits to become stronger. This in itself is similar to a defeat. Lord Wansui doesn't have any intention of replacing him. Today, he and Brother Ximen's 5,000 imperial guards are just to see if you can use troops.”Huang Jing said.
"I see! Thank you for your reminder, brother. Please wait!”Ximen Qiao stopped in his tracks and bid farewell to Huang Jing.
There was a large charcoal stove in the soft sedan chair. It was as warm as spring. The eight-carried sedan chair moved forward in the snowstorm.
Kacha, kacha. The sedan bearers stepped on the snow and carried Ximen Qiao back to the manor with steady steps.
It was quiet in the middle of the night. A group of patrolling soldiers brushed past Ximen Qiao's sedan chair.
It was almost midnight when they returned to the manor. Ximen Qiao, who had obtained military power, was unusually excited.
The entire Ximen Manor did not sleep. Shu Xiang brought over the information and briefly explained the important matters of the past few days.
"Sir, there is a piece of information that must attract your attention. Some officials in the city are secretly colluding with each other. They want to send assassins to assassinate you!”
"There's such a thing?" Ximen Qiao was a little surprised.
"This matter is true. Several pieces of intelligence have shown this sign. The intelligence officer is closely following this information. Once there is any follow-up news, the Book Incense Association will report it to the Lord immediately.”
"Didn't those officials send over a lot of silver? Why are they doing this abnormal thing? Shuxiang, help me analyze it." Ximen Qiao took a sip of Biluochun tea.
"In my opinion, the official's filing method makes them feel like they're sitting on pins and needles. I don't know when there'll be another silver donation campaign next time. After all, there's evidence of their corruption in the file.”
"This matter has offended the public. Tomorrow, we will burn that archive.”
Ximen Qiao's original idea was to establish a clean government system, but it seemed that it was inappropriate to copy the advanced system from before he transmigrated.
Ding!
"Host, the system is reminding you that a large number of assassins are not far from you. The situation is critical, and you must be careful.”
A familiar voice rang out in Ximen Qiao's mind.
"How many people are there? Who are they?" Ximen Qiao asked.
"The host's level has not reached that level, so the system will not answer this question.”
With a beep, the system disappeared.
"Sir, why are you in a daze? Are you sleepy? Shu Xiang will accompany you to rest." The scholar looked at Ximen Qiao and suddenly entered a meditative state.
"I'm not sleepy. Shuxiang, go and wake up everyone in the residence. Those who know martial arts, get ready to fight. Those who don't know martial arts, go to my bedroom.”
Ximen Qiao gulped down a mouthful of tea, took out his golden fan, and strode out of the house to the courtyard.
The snow was still falling, dancing in the air, and the northern wind was fierce.
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