Linlang breathed a sigh of relief when she knew that her father and her third and fourth brothers had safely left the capital. Her second brother had prepared new weapons and was waiting outside to support them, so everything would go well.
Mrs. Song began to worry about the safety of her husband and children, so she went to the Buddhist temple to chant scriptures and pray to the Buddha to bless her family with peace and safety.
The old lady also calmed down and said that she wanted to eat vegetarian food, chant Buddhist scriptures, and stay at home.
The atmosphere in Anchang Marquis' Mansion suddenly changed. Rong Yi practiced martial arts more diligently, Mo'er became quieter and studied seriously, and chatted with Linlang when he had free time.
At noon, Amu came back and told Linlang and Song, "Everything is going well, mother, don't worry."
How could she not worry? Every time her husband and son went to war, Song Shi could hardly sleep at night. Now that her daughter and son-in-law were by her side, she felt better.
"I'm sorry to have worried you all. Your father and your four brothers will definitely return safely."
When Song saw her son-in-law coming back with good news, she smiled and told the servants, "Son-in-law is back, hurry up and serve the meal."
After lunch, the young couple returned to the yard.
Amu told Linlang, "Father-in-law and the others have already met up with my second brother. My father is taking his belongings and rushing to southern Xinjiang. Ajian is under protection, so don't worry."
Linlang held Amu's hand tightly and said, "We will definitely turn the situation around. We will win."
"Yes, I will."
For three days, the capital was utterly quiet. Aside from patrolling soldiers, the streets were largely deserted. The few people who swarmed the shops along the street also left immediately after buying something. Teahouses and restaurants were so empty that the owners simply gave them a holiday, reopening only after the diplomatic corps had departed.
The Dali Temple was handling the case strictly. The Fourth Prince was accompanying the Seventh Prince of Northern Qi and the envoys. The Crown Prince saw that he was close to the people of Northern Qi and sneered with disdain, secretly saying that the Fourth Prince was a dog of Northern Qi.
No one knew how these words reached the Fourth Prince's ears, but the two of them met in the embassy, disliked each other, and after a few sarcastic remarks to each other, they became too aggressive in their words and ended up fighting.
It started as a fight between two princes, but later it turned into a melee between the two sides, with people from various delegations coming to watch the fun. When the news reached the emperor, he was furious and ordered the two princes to reflect on their mistakes behind closed doors.
When the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince were confined to their own room, they recalled the situation and wondered how they had suddenly acted on impulse, when they clearly hadn't meant to. This uncontrolled behavior must have been caused by a Gu, a Miaojiang Gu.
How could they tolerate this? Northern Qi bullied them, so what was Miaojiang? A few bugs could act so arrogantly. They had to be humiliated. They had to be retaliated.
Of course, they cannot retaliate directly. The Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince have many think tanks under them, and they have come up with good ideas to deal with Miaojiang.
That night, Northern Qi and the other envoys were plagued by insects, and screams of terror were heard everywhere. One envoy from Northern Qi died after a poisonous insect ate into his head.
One problem after another arose, and the emperor was in great trouble. Fortunately, this time it was a problem in Miaojiang, so he let them solve it themselves.
The Miao envoys were attacked by many people, especially the Northern Qi side, where people were killed. They had to suspect that Qiluhar had molested their saint and they killed Qiluhar in revenge.
The officials of Jing Dynasty were very angry. Northern Qi came to participate in the Wanshou Festival with bombs, which showed their strength. But what was the intention of Miaojiang to come to participate in the Wanshou Festival with poisonous insects?
Miao Jiang couldn't clear himself of this even if he jumped into the Yellow River, so he executed a female official who brought the poisonous insects to appease the public anger.
He also gave away the sacred medicine of Miaojiang to the envoys from various countries and agreed to the compensation proposed by Northern Qi before the matter was settled.
Without the assistance of the Fourth Prince, the Dali Temple quickly found out the cause of Qiluhar's death.
Qiluhar abused the servants around him, and the servants had long held a grudge against him. That night, they took advantage of Qiluhar's drunkenness and cut his neck.
Anyway, there are so many people who hate him, so he can't be blamed.
In the end, he was guilty and revealed his true colors, which allowed the Dali Temple to discover clues and uncover the truth.
Northern Qi did not care how Qiluhar died, what they cared about was how much benefit they got.
The winters in Northern Qi were cold and long, preventing grazing and causing a shortage of supplies. The 20% increase in tribute fell short of expectations, so the emperor decided to withdraw while he was ahead.
Besides, there is the compensation from Miaojiang, which is enough.
Before leaving, the Seventh Prince of Northern Qi secretly met with the Fourth Prince, "It seems that the Jing Dynasty has not yet developed the thunder bomb."
"Your Highness, you are joking. That is a sharp weapon. If anyone can make it, it is not a sharp weapon."
The Fourth Prince said, "Those good-for-nothings in the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War haven't figured out the solution yet."
Everyone wants to make it, but no one has the ability to do it.
The fourth prince dreams of owning it.
The Seventh Prince glanced at him and said, "Don't worry. Once Duke Dingguo and Marquis Anchang die, the Crown Prince will be powerless, and the Emperor will die from the shock. Then you will be the next Emperor of the Jing Dynasty."
"The Emperor has high hopes for you and has been planning this for so many years. Don't let him down, Fourth Brother."
The Seventh Prince patted his shoulder and said, "You won't be so greedy for the prosperity of the Jing Dynasty that you'll do something treasonous, will you?"
"The Thunderbolt is in the hands of our father. I advise you to be content, otherwise there will be many who want to take your place."
The Seventh Prince smiled and said, "We are all pawns. It's not bad to be the king of a vassal state."
"Father said that after the success, Jingchao Capital will be your fiefdom, and Father will go to Jiangnan."
"Do a good job." The seventh prince smiled sarcastically and left.
Staring at the direction where the Seventh Prince left, the Fourth Prince's eyes were cold. His mother had secretly told him since he was a child that he was the Fourth Prince of Northern Qi.
He shoulders a heavy responsibility and has to cooperate with his father, who is still a prince, to rule the Central Plains in the future.
His mother said that his father was a man like an eagle, brave and resourceful, and would dominate the world sooner or later.
He had never seen his so-called father, but had only secretly seen his portrait. He was a typical Northern Qi man, with a beard, tall and strong.
He was still young at that time, and always felt that his father in the palace was better and more loving. Every time he said this, his mother would punish him.
In the battle seven years ago, he truly witnessed how powerful that person was. He actually created a thunder bomb, and the borders of Jing Dynasty were lost one after another, leaving them in ruins.
Jing Dynasty surrendered, and the one who ascended the throne of Northern Qi was indeed very capable.
The Fourth Prince thought back to the past seven years when Northern Qi had been issuing orders continuously. Only then did he realize that there were so many Northern Qi spies in the capital of Jing Dynasty.
The Fourth Prince loosened his clenched fists. He could foresee his future as a mere puppet.
He looked towards the direction of the palace. If possible, he would rather be the fourth prince of Jing Dynasty, the prince who was eliminated at birth.
Three days later, the snow had all melted and the official roads were no longer muddy. The envoys from various countries bid farewell to the emperor and left the capital one after another.
The last to leave were the Northern Qi delegation. The officials and people in the capital of Jing Dynasty wished they would disappear from their sight immediately.
However, when seeing truckloads of goods being shipped out of the capital, I felt heartbroken because they were emptying the national treasury.
There were also selected beauties who shed tears as they watched the capital city getting farther and farther away.
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