Chapter 106: Unstoppable
The next day, when Chaolu entered the tent, she saw Song Huaixi had already stood up. She paused, thinking that she had remembered the time wrong.
But it is indeed too early now. Normally, Song Huaixi would sleep until noon before getting up.
Chaolu walked into the room and looked at his expression, then asked, "Princess, why did you get up so early today?"
"I just woke up and got up." Song Huaixi put on his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed: "Are we going to town? When are we leaving?"
He was wearing a stone-blue shirt. The black hair scattered on the chest makes the face look red and the teeth white. His face no longer looked as haggard as it did yesterday, and he seemed to be in better spirits.
He dreamed of Zhao Fangye last night, but he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about. I only remember that Zhao Fangye's embrace was very warm and he held him and sang an unknown tune over and over again.
In the end, Song Huaixi childishly and stubbornly made a pinky promise with him, agreeing that Zhao Fangye must come back safely and quickly to pick her up.
"Yeah, but there's no rush."
Chaolu walked to the side and picked up a comb to tie his hair. "Adjutant Sun was prepared to wait for you to have lunch before leaving. But since you got up early, we can also leave earlier."
After Song Huaixi had breakfast, Sun Shuo came to pick him up and take him to town. After traveling for several hours, the carriage stopped in a courtyard.
A quiet courtyard appeared in front of the carriage. What comes into view is a quiet and beautiful courtyard: the building with green tiles and white walls stands quietly like an elegant ink painting.
It is surrounded by lush green bamboos, which are tall and straight. The breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the bamboo forest, casting mottled light and shadows.
Sun Shuo got off the carriage and lifted the curtain of Song Huaixi's carriage: "Princess, we are here, please move."
After getting off the carriage and looking at the yard in front of him, Song Huaixi felt very familiar. It looks very much like their home in the capital. Walking into the yard, there are many flowers and plants planted in the yard. There are also many flowers and plants in his home in the capital.
It can be seen that the owner of this courtyard is also an elegant person.
Lin Rugui and Song Zigen were very satisfied looking at the courtyard in front of them. They didn't expect to see such a courtyard here.
"Adjutant Sun, I'm really sorry for the trouble you have caused." Song Zigen saw the intention and thanked Sun Shuo.
"No way." Sun Shuo waved his hands repeatedly: "They are all found according to the prince's requirements. It's good enough for the princess to live comfortably."
Song Huaixi stayed in the courtyard and had nothing to do all day. When Zhao Qionghuan found out, she came to him and suggested that he learn painting with her.
"Learn to paint?" Song Huaixi was sitting in the yard playing with the little wolf. He looked at Zhao Qionghua who was sitting next to him and asked puzzledly, "Why do you want to learn to paint?"
"I have nothing to do anyway, so I'm just killing time. Huaixi, do you want to try?" Zhao Qionghua had a smile on her face, and when she saw him hesitate, she used her trump card: "If you learn it well, maybe you can draw the prince."
When Song Huaixi heard that he had learned how to draw Zhao Fangye, his eyes lit up immediately: "Really? Then I want to learn!"
If he learned it, he would be able to draw a picture and give it to Zhao Fangye as a gift.
Knowing that this trick worked, Zhao Qionghuan stood up and clapped her hands. With a smile, he said, "Let's go! I've got all the tools ready."
At the same time, Zhao Fangye led his army northward and was unstoppable. The imperial army was retreating step by step and was obviously unable to resist.
And successfully forced the imperial army to stop in the northern part of Yuanshi County.
However, Zhao Fangye called a halt at such a critical moment.
The lights in the tent were bright, and Zhao Fangye sat in the main seat listening to the military reports from various generals.
"Your Majesty, our army is now in high spirits. We are not far from the capital. Why should we stand still at such a good time?"
Feng Zhen was very confused and asked anxiously. The generals had the same problem.
These days they have been making great progress. The troops sent from the capital are like newborn calves in front of them. Not only can they not withstand their offensive, but they are also scared to death.
Didn’t Zhao Fangye want to capture the capital in one fell swoop? Why didn't you take the final step?
His eyes rested on the topographic map on the table. Zhao Fangye did not explain too much and just said, "The king is waiting."
wait? Feng Zhen was even more confused.
Fortunately, Sikou Lanfeng was a military strategist by background, unlike Feng Zhen who changed his career latently, so he saw the ins and outs of it at a glance.
He explained, "Although we have been invincible along the way, we have already lost too many troops in the northwest. So the prince is waiting for the troops in the capital to join us."
Those forces in the capital that defected to Zhao Fangye also wrote to her father to inquire about the matter, so she knew a thing or two.
There was a huge disparity in military strength in the battle in the northwest, and Zhao Fangye's 90,000 troops were reduced to only 70,000 people. The 40,000 troops brought by Sikou Lanfeng plus the rebel army led by Feng Zhen added up to less than 130,000 people.
Even though the army never suffered a defeat when entering the capital, the journey was paved with the blood of the soldiers. It would not be wise for them to attack the capital alone.
"The capital?" Feng Zhen was surprised. He didn't know that Zhao Fangye also had influence in the capital. I admire Zhao Fangye even more.
"So that's how it is. Your Highness is truly popular among the people."
Lan Feng agreed with this very much, and said: "The court's behavior of conscripting a large number of able-bodied men into the army regardless of the people's wishes has caused widespread resentment among the people. Many people have risen up in rebellion and voluntarily joined the prince's camp, including some generals in the court. They are the helpers that the prince has been waiting for."
"These despicable people are so hateful. Recently, I saw many soldiers fighting on the battlefield who were not even twenty years old. Their trembling and frightened faces were really sad and infuriating."
Feng Zhen slammed his fist on the table as he spoke, anger still lingering in his eyes.
How could the current emperor be so foolish and incompetent, allowing treacherous officials to be in power and fool the people?
"well."
The generals in the tent also felt indescribable, after all, they were all their brothers. Now they are killing each other. What’s more, the people killed were children.
Zhao Fangye stroked the jade pendant in his hand, his light-colored eyes were as deep as a cold pond.
After discussing matters with the generals, Zhao Fangye sat alone behind the desk. Holding a letter in hand.
The letter recorded Song Huaixi's daily life in detail, including when he ate and what he ate. Everything you did and what you wore was recorded in great detail.
There was a painting attached to the envelope, which Zhao Fangye unfolded with great interest. It looks like a random graffiti. You can vaguely tell that it is a man.
The brushwork is immature and lacks any verve. The paper was crumpled as if its owner was dissatisfied.
Perhaps the owner of the painting did not expect that his graffiti, which he created on a whim, would be picked up and passed to Zhao Fangye, who was thousands of miles away.
Zhao Fangye looked at it for a while, but the curve of his mouth never dropped. The stern face seemed a little more tender under the dim candlelight.
Through the few words on the paper, Zhao Fangye seemed to be able to see the lively figure of the person in the courtyard.
It made the darkness and cruelty that had accumulated in his heart from days of fighting dissipate a lot.
After folding the letter neatly and putting it away, Zhao Fangye lowered his eyes and stared at the jade pendant in his hand. So that Huaixi and everyone in the world can have such a warm time.
They will not be bullied and exploited by treacherous officials, and young people under the age of adulthood will not have to cower in the face of the bloody and cruel battlefield. The people don’t have to endure the pain of seeing their loved ones die before them.
He is determined to seize the throne.
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