Outside the door, Helian Xuan was carrying a green bag in his hand. It was probably luggage. When he walked to the Regent's Residence, he paused. It was made of green jade bricks and glazed tiles. It was very stylish. On it were four words written with a golden pen: Regent's Residence, the Emperor's personal letter to show his approval of the late Emperor's decision to appoint the Eldest Princess as the Regent. Everyone only looked at the surface. As for the deeper meaning, no one knew.
"Mountain Man Helian Xuan is here, please inform him.”Helian Xuan approached the entrance of the Prince Regent's Residence and spoke to the ninth manservant who looked like he was standing in the innermost area. When the manservant saw Helian Xuan coming, his expression did not change at all. Just like his master, he was always indifferent, making it impossible for people to guess what the smell of the clear water was.
"Mr. Helian, His Highness has instructed me, please follow me." The man called himself a servant, but he wasn't a servant. Helian Xuan nodded and followed the man's footsteps.
The errand boy, Fallen Leaf, had come here to inquire. Although he had said that it was like an immortal's residence, it was another matter to see it with his own eyes. Flowers and plants could be seen everywhere inside. There was a small pavilion in the middle of the water, a fountain on the rockery, the main house with carved railings in the middle of the Eight Trigrams, and the hall on the water at the side. All of them had a new structure and were exquisite to the point of perfection. Compared to what they saw outside, it really had a low-key luxury.
Helian Xuan nodded inwardly. He followed the guide into the living room of the main house.、
After the servant walked up to Xia Zihou and reported the situation, Yue Moyan's expression became slightly better. Xia Zihou stood up from his chair. After saying that, he led the way to the living room.
Helian Xuan, dressed in green, stood with his hands behind his back as he looked at the calligraphy and painting in the main room-Listening to the wind and rain in the chair building, looking at the road of the martial arts world indifferently. In the main hall of a prince's mansion, such words were actually written. The strokes were sloppy and casual.
"Your Highness." Helian Xuan felt someone behind him turn around and bow to Xia Zihou. Xia Zihou raised his eyes and smiled before walking over.
"What do you think, Military Advisor?" Helian Xuan naturally knew that she was referring to these words and nodded.
"Your Highness, the situation is still uncertain. We still have to work hard.”
"Alright." Xia Zihou said. He strode towards the door and prepared to leave. Everyone in the manor was waiting in the main hall. Everyone here had their own strengths. Butler Qiu Feng handed the reins to Xia Zihou. Ten years ago, he was the minister of the Xia Dynasty and was in charge of the national treasury. However, the late emperor had left, and Xia Tian had ignored the vile officials and wantonly spent the national treasury to renovate the palace. He had ignored his many remonstrances and echoed the vile people's words. He had exterminated the Murong family for embezzling the national treasury. If Xia Zihou hadn't found someone to replace him, he would have died long ago. He had treated her as his master for the rest of his life.
"Let's go." Xia Zihou nimbly mounted his horse. Most of the people in the capital did not know that Xia Zihou was going to war, but if there was a war, Xia Zihou would definitely be involved. Thus, many people surrounded the Prince's mansion. The Imperial Residence occupied more than a thousand miles, and these people could only look from afar.
"Your highness, take care. Everyone in the wang fu is waiting for your orders at any time.”Autumn Zither's old face was covered with the marks of time. His family had been destroyed overnight, and he had already aged so much in that night.
The people in the hall didn't take another step after sending him out. Xia Zihou looked at the prince and said,"This prince will return safely." Autumn wind. I'll leave the Imperial Residence to you. If anyone wants to leave, this king will never leave. Let's go."
Autumn Zither stood there and watched Xia Zihou leave. Only then did the group of people return to the main hall. Autumn Zither stood in front of nearly a hundred people, his attitude still warm and indifferent.
"I'm sure everyone has heard his highness 'words. His highness is going out this time for the war. I'm sure everyone knows how the emperor treats his highness. If you want to leave, I will definitely not keep you. Go to the accounts room and pay fifty taels of silver each.”The moment Qiu Feng said this, the hundred people split into two groups. Those who wanted to leave each took a step back, while those who didn't want to leave stood there. The autumn wind swept across everyone.
Steward Autumn Wind, I know that Your Highness has a great plan, but I still have an old mother to support…"
"Filial son, you can go." Autumn Zither waved his hand and the man nodded. He took the money and left.
"Butler, I…"
"..." Autumn Zither's expression remained calm, but the woman in pink standing beside him was furious.
"You ungrateful bastards, His Highness should not have raised you in the first place. You self-righteous poor scholars should have starved to death on the streets.”Tao Yi was right. Those who left were all scholars. Only a few remained. Tao Yi was so angry that she almost hit him. The man beside Tao Yi stopped her in time to prevent her from being impulsive. Those people were obviously frightened by her rudeness. The scholar walked out of the palace in a hurry, but he did not dare to be impudent. The original hundred or so people were instantly reduced to twenty or so.
In less than half a month, the 70 or so people had all disappeared.
The group of four rode their horses toward Cloud City. Even if they didn't sleep or rest, it would take at least seven days for a Ferghana horse to reach Cloud City. Xia Zihou had run several Ferghana horses to death, but he managed to reach Cloud City on the sixth day. Yun City was named Yun City because of its high location. Along the way, the border was in danger. The military advisor was a weak scholar and had never ridden a horse before. He was still carried over by Xia Zihou. Therefore, when they arrived at Yun City, the city guard realized that…the man sitting on the king's horse was so strange. Xia Zihou didn't care about the intimacy between a man and a woman. He directly entered Cloud City, placed her on the ground, and walked inside.
"This is this king's military advisor. Take good care of him while this king goes to take a look at the military situation. Where is Feng Ling?" As Xia Zihou walked past them, the soldiers began to cheer, and their morale rose to a new high. Xia Zihou looked at his wounded brothers and felt his heart ache. She had been in the army for nearly seven years. With 500,000 soldiers, they were the former emperor's personal guards. Therefore, she knew everyone. She had once given orders in the army that at night, they could attack each other. Thus, she had cultivated the iron temperament of a soldier.
"Your Highness has returned."
"Your Highness has returned." That voice instantly spread throughout the entire military camp. Xia Zihou stepped forward under their respectful gazes, directly walking up to the city walls of Cloud City. The scene was as dense as ants on the battlefield. At this moment, the people on the battlefield were filled with motivation when they saw the purple robe and the half golden mask standing on the city walls. The battle momentum that was originally fighting and retreating instantly rose to a point.
"Long live your highness." Blood stained his face and clothes. He was stabbed by the enemy, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. It didn't matter. He was killed and then caught up. The soldiers occupied the entire battlefield. There was only one word for them: kill and be killed. A white horse was stained with blood. Feng Ling also saw the figure. The spear in his hand pierced through the enemy's head, allowing the white military uniform to be stained with white. When his eyes met the purple, his expression relaxed. It was finally here. It had been five days. They had been surrounded and beaten up by this group of bastards for five days. If it was not because she had placed the army in Anyang County behind Yun City in advance, they would probably have broken through Yongle Capital by now.
"Qiyue Wuyi? I'm wearing the same robe as you. The king sent troops to repair our spears. I'm your enemy. How can it be said to have no clothes? I'm in the same boat as you. Xia Zihou stood on the city wall and noticed that there was no one who could stop the man who was charging towards Feng Ling. He was wearing a red battle armor, and the machete in his hand was waving in a domineering manner. The soldiers below started singing the song, and the sound was loud and clear. Everyone was motivated to live. If they wanted to live, one of them had to die. The battlefield was filled with killing intent. This was a battle song that she had made up with these soldiers in the military camp. It was called Fighting Soul. The voices of the soldiers pierced through the crowd, resounding through the dark clouds, melding into Su Qing's ears. Su Qing's gaze was fixed on Xia Zihou, and she said to her,"You're here."”Such a woman would definitely be used by him. On Su Qing's devilish face, the military counselor at the side seemed to see a sly smile like a fox. He said to Su Qing," Your Highness, the morale of the Xia army is high. If we continue to fight, we will only end up with both sides suffering."”Looking at the boiling battlefield, the military counselor looked at the man standing on the city wall and then at the Third Prince in front of him. He didn't know which of the two would be stronger.
"Retreat." Su Qing stood up from her chair and walked into the tent. The soldiers of the Zhao Kingdom also began to retreat in an orderly manner.
"Oh…We won ~ Long live Your Highness…" Xia Zihou looked at those people warmly. They were covered in blood, and he couldn't tell if it was his own blood, his enemy's blood, or his comrades 'blood. He only knew that they had won. Feng Ling made a handsome gesture at her and then led those people back to Yun City. Xia Zihou came down from the city wall and hurried towards the wounded soldiers. Along the way, the happy expressions of those people made her feel like a bone was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak for a moment. These 500,000 soldiers were all loyal to her, which was why the Emperor had allowed her to send out troops instead of the 300,000 soldiers in the Emperor's hands and the 200,000 soldiers in the Third Prince's hands. Emperor Xia wanted to use this to weaken her military power. Life was not a child's play. How could she face her 500,000 comrades when she went to the battlefield like this!! How could he face the families and friends of these 500,000 soldiers? She would not allow herself to lose this battle.
"Your highness, I welcome your highness back to the camp.”Zhuo Yuan, the deputy general, half-knelt on the ground and bowed to Xia Zihou. Xia Zihou was obviously in a good mood as he walked over. His tall figure formed a strong contrast with the boorish soldiers in the army.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420184:24PM
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