In the main hall, all the civil and military officials were silent.
Emperor Jinde's face turned pale, "No, absolutely not!"
"I won't allow it!"
All the officials knelt on the ground, except Marquis Anguo and several important officials.
Emperor Jinde stared at Marquis Anguo with an expression more serious than ever before. "Is Daxia no longer capable of using anyone else? Why should you ever again wear armor and ride a horse into battle?!"
The Duke of Zhenguo said, "Your Majesty is right. Daxia has many capable generals, strong soldiers and horses, and a strong fighting force. It is more than enough to defeat the Northern Desert."
"Marquis Anguo, don't worry. You're putting yourself in danger. Besides, Marquis Anguo hasn't been on the battlefield in so many years. He's lived a life of luxury. I'm afraid he can't even hold a knife steadily."
He Zheng's eyes were indifferent: "The Duke of Zhenguo wants to have a competition?"
The Duke of Zhenguo naturally would not compare with him.
"Report—"
At this time, an urgent voice sounded, and the palace servants presented the latest battle report to Emperor Jinde.
The next moment, Emperor Jinde's expression grew serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Yuncheng has been lost."
In a short period of time, Daxia lost three cities in a row, and the situation was serious.
The next line of defense of Yuncheng is Tanhe City. If Tanhe is lost, the remaining cities will be weak in military strength, and it will be too late to mobilize reinforcements at that time. Beimo can then march straight into Shangjing as if entering an uninhabited place!
We must defend Tanhe and hold back the Beimo Army until the reinforcements arrive.
At this time, an experienced general who is a master of military strategy is needed to lead elite troops to the front line and defeat the enemy with fewer troops.
The air in the hall seemed to suddenly freeze, and the officials looked grim.
The Duke of Zhenguo, who had just boasted that he was more than capable of defeating Beimo, was stunned and looked dull.
"How can this be possible in the Northern Desert!"
"Your Majesty, our Wei Army is willing to march beyond the Great Wall to repel the Northern Desert Army!"
He Zheng raised his eyelids, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Your Majesty, I beg for battle!"
His tone was solemn and unyielding.
The voices of ministers were heard one after another.
"Your Majesty, let Marquis Anguo go. General Zhaolie was invincible back then, so it would be feasible for Marquis Anguo to lead the troops."
"Yes, Marquis Anguo has been fighting outside for eight years. No one knows the outside world better than him."
Emperor Jinde was furious and had the ministers who agreed to Marquis Anguo's going to the front line dragged away and beat them one by one.
Just when everyone thought that Emperor Jinde was going to beat Marquis Anguo with a stick, Emperor Jinde announced that he would adjourn the court, leaving only Marquis Anguo behind.
Emperor Jinde slowly walked up to He Zheng.
He Zheng: "Your Majesty, I have made up my mind."
Emperor Jinde reached out and grasped his arm tightly, "Qi Yun, think about your future wife, that little girl."
He Zheng's expression changed, the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt, and ripples appeared.
There was a moment of silence.
He said, "This battle cannot be led by the Wei family."
Emperor Jinde didn't say anything else, just looked at him, as if recalling someone through his eyes.
Upon learning that He Zheng was going to the battlefield outside the Great Wall, the Anguo Marquis Mansion was shrouded in a tense and depressing atmosphere.
Madam He looked solemn.
He Zheng has already achieved enough merits, she just hopes that he can get married and live a stable life.
But she couldn't persuade her son.
He Huaixuan lay on the bed, and the wound on his back didn't hurt for a while.
A huge wave of emotions surged in his heart, and he desperately hoped that his father would go to the battlefield, because if he did, he would not be able to marry Jiang Qingyao.
He will have a chance to win back Jiang Qingyao's heart.
No matter what means he uses, he must get Jiang Qingyao back. His wife, He Huaixuan, cannot marry another man, otherwise he will really go crazy.
When his father came back, he had already reconciled with Jiang Qingyao, and his father would definitely support them.
When Jiang Qingyao heard the news that Marquis Anguo was going to war that day, she returned to Haitangju from the Xue family.
At night, everything is quiet.
Jiang Qingyao, who was tossing and turning in bed, was startled by a dark shadow on the window.
He put on his cloak, picked up the vase and walked over carefully.
"It's me."
A deep voice came from the darkness.
Jiang Qingyao probably didn't expect that Marquis Anguo would come to see her so late at night.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman alone, this is very disturbing for the Duke!
Fortunately, the maids were all asleep.
The window opened, and the handsome face of Marquis Anguo came into view, his eyebrows and eyes appearing even more profound under the moonlight.
Jiang Qingyao didn't ask him how he got here. She straightened her cloak and said generously, "My Lord, would you like some tea?"
“…”
Jiang Qingyao invited him to the tea room next to the dormitory, and the two sat opposite each other.
Soon, the aroma of tea spread.
He Zheng's eyes softened as he handed her the rectangular rosewood box in his hand. "Open it after I leave tomorrow."
It sounds like there's a deeper meaning to it, and it might be something extraordinary.
Jiang Qingyao accepted it, nodded, and asked him, "How confident are you that you can go to the battle in this battle outside the Great Wall?"
He Zheng said calmly: "It's hard to say..."
The flickering candlelight illuminated Jiang Qingyao's beautiful face, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed.
He Zheng continued, "Seven points."
At that moment, Jiang Qingyao's brows relaxed a little. Marquis Anguo has always been cautious. When he said seven points, it actually meant nine points.
You can rest assured.
"Even a 70% chance is fine."
She took a sip of tea.
He Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you feeling wronged?"
On the eve of the wedding, the future husband rushed to the front line and went to the battlefield, and there was a high possibility that he would never come back.
Jiang Qingyao answered simply: "No grievance."
"What's the grievance? The Marquis went to defend his country, not to elope with someone."
He Zheng: “…”
She doesn't care about the gossip outside. She is not the kind of person who would cry and commit suicide if her marriage doesn't go well.
Not getting married is just a small matter now, and even canceling the engagement is not a big deal.
She is no longer the legitimate daughter of the Ningyuan Marquis's family. Her parents' orders are of no use to her. Her maternal grandparents are very good to her, so it doesn't matter much whether she gets married or not.
After all, she can live a good life.
"I'm just a little worried." Jiang Qingyao looked at him and pursed her lips. "I'm worried about you."
He Zheng's calm face changed, like a sudden warmth in the cold winter, and he clenched his fingertips on the table.
As the candlelight flickered, darkness flowed in his eyes.
For a moment, his eyes were as deep as the bottomless sea.
Since we met, she seemed to have always been so frank and straightforward.
She has an insight beyond her age, and beneath that delicate and beautiful appearance lies a tough and delicate heart.
Jiang Qingyao didn't continue the topic, and the two chatted about other things while drinking tea.
After Marquis Anguo left, Jiang Qingyao did not continue to sleep, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.
In the previous life, the war started with the Wei family army of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and the war with Beimo was very brutal.
General Wei was defeated and made a series of mistakes in command, which led to the annihilation of the reinforcements.
After three years of fighting and heavy casualties, they finally managed to drive away the Northern Desert Army.
This was a tough battle soaked in countless blood.
Because of the final victory in this war, the Wei family's status became more powerful, so later the eldest prince rose up with the help of his powerful mother's family and competed with the crown prince, and the two forces competed against each other.
Jiang Qingyao suffered from insomnia on the first night after her rebirth and sat on the couch for half the night.
Before dawn, she woke up Ma Liu and said, "Quick, take me to the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion!"
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