Capital city, official residence.
A carrier pigeon from Shuozhou brought bloody news.
Tang Yanhai opened the report, whose handwriting was sloppily written but powerfully visible through the back of the paper, as if carrying the bloody scent of the battle report from the top of Shuozhou City, and read in a sad and angry voice:
"Han Zhong was seriously injured and unconscious, his life or death uncertain. Zhong Dahu's 3,000 Shuozhou troops are now down to 600. Wuzhou City, Jingbian Army, Zhendi Fort, Weizhou, Shuozhou, and other places have suffered varying degrees of damage, and the civilians have suffered heavy casualties."
"Xiao Cheyun, an old subordinate of the King of Jin, led 5,000 soldiers from three states into Shuozhou, hoping to take control of the city. Lin Feng, Tian Qing, Zhong Dahu, and the others confronted them head-on. Considering the contributions of Xiao Cheyun and the others in rescuing them, they were temporarily stationed outside the city."
"In order to protect Shuozhou, Lin Feng and Tian Qing's troops are temporarily unable to return to Weizhou and Yinzhou. There are only a thousand soldiers left in Yinzhou and Weizhou. If the Tartars come again, we may lose them."
"Bang!"
A crisp sound!
The celadon teacup filled with medicine that Zhao Muyun had just picked up was crushed to pieces by him!
The sharp porcelain shard instantly cut his palm, and blood mixed with the scalding medicine dripped onto the quilt, spreading a glaring dark red.
But he was completely unaware.
A surge of anger instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
What does King Jin want to do?
Although they provided timely assistance and their aid was meritorious, they wanted to take advantage of the situation and seize the opportunity to seize control of Shuozhou.
"There is also... there is another piece of information from Xiazhou."
Seeing that Zhao Muyun was so angry, Tang Yanhai carefully presented another piece of information.
Zhao Muyun suppressed the anger in his heart and took it.
Could it be that Tong Gu from Xiazhou, together with Du Wei who came to support from Yanzhou, could not even stop Li Hu's 10,000 rabble?
Then, when Zhao Muyun finished reading the content of the intelligence, his face became terrifyingly gloomy.
He was no longer as excited as before, but instead sneered, said three good words in a row, and then threw the information to Tang Yanhai.
Is there any good news from Xiazhou? But judging from Zhao Muyun's expression, it doesn't seem like it!
Tang Yanhai hurriedly unfolded his weapon and immediately started cursing: "They burned the warehouse and robbed the craftsmen! Damn it! Who dared to take our food rations?"
"Boss Zhao, I'm going back now. I'm going to capture these people and the mastermind behind them and eat them alive."
"Apart from Jinyang Zhou Dequan, Wang Pan, Bai Shoujing and a few others, I don't think there's anyone else!"
Zhao Muyun's eyes turned cold. "They assassinated Princess Qinghe before, and they also assassinated us on the way to the capital. We haven't even settled these two accounts with them yet, and I didn't expect them to jump around first!"
"They are still haunting us. We should have chopped them off long ago." The scar on Tang Yanhai's face was twisted and murderous.
This deep hatred must be repaid a hundredfold or a thousandfold!
"Xiazhou was besieged. Xiao Shitou, knowing the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold", sent troops to provide support. However, he deserted his post without permission, resulting in negligence, and must be punished. And that deputy captain must bear the primary responsibility!"
"Sent a message to Deputy Commandant Zhou, telling him to recover the captured craftsmen. Also, have Wang Tiezhu's Yebushou dispatch elite forces to focus on Jinyang."
"Zhou Dequan and the other three won't survive this month."
Zhao Muyun regained his composure and gave orders to Tang Yanhai in an orderly manner.
"Boss Zhao, I'll do it right away!" After hearing this, Tang Yanhai turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something and turned back to ask, "Boss Zhao, with the disaster at Wohugang, will the secret of our tobacco industry be exposed? Will we still be able to do this business in the future?"
"Don't worry. When the workshop in Wohugang was first built, I told Ruolan, Second Uncle, and Huang Chang to operate on an assembly line, with each craftsman only mastering a single step. If they want to make my cigarettes, they'll have to pack up all the craftsmen and take them away."
Zhao Muyun said lightly.
"So, since this is our unique business, then our heavy cavalry should have a chance."
Tang Yanhai didn't understand what assembly line operation was, but when he heard Zhao Muyun so calm, he felt relieved.
"A blessing in disguise?"
Zhao Muyun added, "If they take these tobaccos out, maybe they can help us promote them!"
"The seeds and core technology of golden grass are in our hands."
Tang Yanhai walked away quickly, Zhao Muyun returned to the bed, and Li Si hurried over to help him.
At this moment, the eunuch's shrill voice came from outside the door:
"The Imperial Edict has arrived! His Majesty has ordered Captain Zhao Muyun, the Suppressing Enemy, to appear before the palace immediately!"
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Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.
The scent of ambergris is still strong, but it cannot suppress the invisible solemnity in the air.
Emperor Yongchang, Yin Chengqian, sat behind a large rosewood imperial desk, his expression showing no emotion.
On the imperial desk, there was a memorial from Hedong. It was a secret memorial from Zhou Tingyu, the censor sent to Jinyang!
The content is exactly the preliminary investigation report on the case of Jin Wang Yinxi's [private transfer of troops]!
The emperor's gaze fell on Zhao Muyun, who was being supported by two young eunuchs and was about to salute.
His face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak, his palms were wrapped in bloody gauze, and his whole body exuded the weakness of a candle in the wind.
Emperor Yongchang suddenly felt sorry for her and waved his hand gently: "No need to be polite, please take a seat!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Muyun sat down on the soft chair brought by the eunuch without any hesitation.
The emperor then waved his hand, and Lu Chunfang, who was standing beside him, hurriedly drove out all the eunuchs in the imperial study and closed the door.
In the huge imperial study, only Zhao Muyun and Emperor Yongchang were left, along with a line of sandalwood burning.
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