Zhao Chengping calmed down and called his trusted butler, "Is there still no news about the people we sent out? The deposit was so high, could it be that the plan didn't work out?"
The old housekeeper was also worried and whispered, "It shouldn't be possible. This group of people are said to have never failed. They are not targeting any wealthy family, but just kidnapping a peasant child. My Lord, please wait a moment. I will go and ask."
Not to mention how anxious Zhao Chengping was, just say that the news was spreading like wildfire in Kyoto, and naturally the news could not be stopped.
Only three days after the incident, the Sixth Prince, who had just returned to the palace from the military camp, received the news, which was many times more detailed than that of others.
The reason was simple: the brothel where the incident occurred was his business, and the madam was his spy! The original intention of promoting the courtesan was to send her to the Third Prince's palace, in case she was of use in a critical moment.
Who would have thought that the Third Prince would be replaced by...
He read the secret letter over and over again, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.
As a son, he had expectations of his father. Like all children, he longed for his father's love and protection, and admired his majesty as the king.
Unfortunately, as he grew older, his heart died and he began to face his father's stupidity, extravagance and debauchery, and even his indifference and cruelty towards his son.
But even though I know it clearly in my heart, it is still hard to accept such a ridiculous and humiliating scene!
As the father of a monarch, what do you think of the royal majesty and the country?
He pounded his fist on the table, his knuckles cracking.
Xizi, who was waiting at the door, felt very distressed when he saw this. He bravely walked over and carefully comforted him, "Your Highness, no matter what the problem is, it can be solved slowly. You must not hurt yourself! Even if it really can't be solved, the worst that can happen is to start over!"
Start over again?
The blood-red in the Sixth Prince's eyes slowly faded away, and his furious heart began to calm down.
Yes, since I am not satisfied and cannot change certain people, I will overthrow them completely and let him take control of everything!
"Prepare the pen and ink!" He rolled up his sleeves, and Xizi quickly spread out the paper and ground the ink.
The Sixth Prince explained everything clearly in one breath, then sealed the envelope and handed it to Xizi.
"Send it to the border troops and hand it over to the general personally."
Xizi took the envelope and did not dare to delay, and immediately set off for the border.
Ever since the general learned that Chen Zhao went to the grassland and had the possibility of winning over the third prince, he had sent more patrol personnel and expanded the patrol range, just in case and ready to provide timely assistance.
Tai Yongan was worried about his family, so he volunteered to join the patrol team.
On this day, light snow fell from the sky, and when it was blown by the north wind, it was not only blinding but also freezing to death.
An old soldier sat on horseback, rubbing his hands and complaining, "We're most afraid of this kind of weather in winter. It's better here, but on the grasslands it's called a white-hair wind. Not to mention the caravans, even the herders can easily get lost."
Tai Yongan immediately became nervous and kept looking deep into the grassland.
The old soldier then realized he had slipped up and quickly corrected himself, saying, "It looks like the snow won't be here long. It might stop by tonight. The caravans that dare to enter the grasslands are truly capable. There's no doubt they'll be fine."
The others also agreed and started talking.
"I wonder what's for dinner at the camp? I hope we can have a bowl of hot dumpling soup when we get back!"
"I'm looking forward to it too! Even a big bowl of stew and a few pancakes would be fine. Going on patrol on an empty stomach is so frigid that my intestines are twisting!"
"I really hope next autumn will come soon. Then we can harvest piles of corn cobs and never have to worry about food again!"
As they were talking, everyone walked towards the camp. Not far from the camp, they met Xizi and two guards.
Yongan hurried over and asked, "Brother Xizi, why are you here?"
Xizi replied with a grin, "I've been ordered to deliver a letter to the general!" Then he pointed to the basket behind the guard's horse and said, "Did you guys miss dinner? I just saw someone selling steaming buns on the road, and they were still hot, so I brought some for you!"
All the soldiers, including Yong'an, cheered.
"Haha, we have steamed buns to eat!"
"I'm starving!"
"Thank you, Eunuch Xi!"
Xizi was coaxed into smiling and followed everyone back to the camp. Yongan and others went to distribute steamed buns, and Xizi went to the main tent.
The general was handling military affairs at the time. He tore open the envelope, glanced at it, and had a grim expression on his face. Finally, he replied to Xizi.
"Please tell His Highness that I have accepted the letter. I will also inform him of any news from the border."
"Thank you, General!" Xizi saluted and then walked out.
He Xiong sent him out of the camp, and when he came back, he saw the general in a daze again. He was extremely curious, so he asked a few more questions.
Finally, the letter fell into his hands again...
"This, this..." He Xiong was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out, and he couldn't find his ability to organize his words for a long time.
The general waved his hand and replied, "Initially, my father was not optimistic about the emperor, but events unfolded and the world changed. For the sake of the greater good, he ultimately had no choice but to acquiesce in his ascension to the throne. Now, in just over twenty years, his true nature has been exposed."
"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about the past, let's just look at the future. No matter how thick the dark clouds are, they will eventually be blown away by the wind, and the sun will shine on the world again. I don't believe that the Great Wei will never meet a good emperor!"
He Xiong paused for a long moment before starting a new conversation. "General, do you think the Sixth Prince is a good person? I originally thought he was quite capable and ambitious, but judging from this letter, the Sixth Prince is far more capable than we imagined."
"I'm afraid he has his own information channels in Kyoto, and he needs a lot of manpower. Even if we specifically send people to investigate, we may not be able to find out so much."
This reminded the general, and he smiled, "You are right. In this way, perhaps the Great Wei will still have hope of welcoming a wise ruler and ushering in a prosperous era."
He Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and then changed the subject.
"Now we just hope that the one in the palace can hold out for a year, so that we won't be short of military rations by next autumn. No matter how chaotic the capital becomes, we won't have to panic, and we can even reap the benefits."
"It's already very good if we can guarantee two of the three elements of time, place and people. It's too greedy to think of having all of them." The general shook his head and looked at the feng shui map behind him, his eyes full of worry.
"The Rakshasas have been making strange moves lately, and I have a feeling they're going to cause more trouble. I'm most worried that a war will break out at the border, and then there will be chaos in Kyoto, and we won't be able to handle both."
He Xiong quickly reassured the general, "General, you're worrying too much. It's not necessary. It's already deep winter, and the snowstorms in Luosha are definitely worse than here. Traveling is difficult, so I don't think they'll attack in large numbers..."
Before he could finish his words, a guard outside the door loudly reported, "General, there is intelligence from the Rakshasa army!"
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