Chapter 105 You must go!
"Don't even think about it!" Emperor Xuande's face turned cold in an instant.
He looked at Mo Jinchuan's face, which was very similar to his own when he was young. His chest heaved with anger and he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
"Xiao Wu, you are using a knife to cut out my heart."
"I dare not."
Mo Jinchuan supported himself on the chair with both hands and had to kneel down when doing things.
Emperor Xuande suddenly stood up, rushed forward, grabbed his arms with both hands and lifted them up, and shouted at the terrified palace servants beside him: "What are you still standing there for!"
The palace maid rushed forward and helped Mo Jinchuan sit down.
It was just a simple movement, but Emperor Xuande was sweating all over, partly because of nervousness and partly because of exhaustion.
Everyone thought he would be furious.
But Emperor Xuande just looked at Mo Jinchuan quietly, looking at this son who was most similar to him but much younger than him.
He no longer remembers what he was doing when he was his age.
In short, it is reckless.
Before he knew it, he had entered his twilight years.
When Emperor Xuande spoke again, his voice was no longer angry, but instead carried a hint of powerlessness.
"Xiao Wu, I have already lost two sons. I can no longer bear the pain of seeing my son die young."
Hearing him mention the two deceased princes, Dehai hurriedly led his men to quietly retreat.
An emperor can have mental illness, but he cannot be fragile, and certainly not show it in front of others.
When serving the emperor, the more you know, the faster you die.
Emperor Xuande's gaze fell on Mo Jinchuan's legs, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes, "What I regret most is agreeing to your joining the army. I can't make the same mistake twice."
"Lin Tingfeng just killed the enemy's general on the battlefield not long ago. He will lead the troops this time, so you don't have to worry."
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyes and looked at him, "Could it be that even the Emperor thinks that this son of yours is now a useless person?"
"Nonsense!" Emperor Xuande's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Whoever dares to gossip about me will be executed along with his entire clan!"
Having said that, he asked someone to come in and investigate the matter thoroughly.
Mo Jinchuan suddenly asked, "Can Father kill them all?"
The most difficult thing to stop in the world is the whispers of the people. Even if you can control the situation temporarily by killing people decisively, you will inevitably be branded as a foolish emperor.
Da'an was established not long ago, and the people had not lived a peaceful life for a few years and could not withstand any turmoil.
It was for this reason that Emperor Xuande sent Mo Jinchuan to join the army in order to quell the rebellion on the border, and he was away for ten years.
He had spent ten years of pain and his legs to gain peace and prosperity for the country, and Emperor Xuande would not tolerate anyone shaking his grip.
Even if that person is himself.
Looking at Mo Jinchuan's legs, Emperor Xuande's eyes were filled with pain, and he said, "There are still capable generals in the court. We can send two more to assist Lin Tingfeng. Why bother going there yourself?"
Mo Jinchuan lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice, "My legs were broken by the hands of the Crown Prince of Daliang. I will never be able to let go of the hatred in my heart unless I kill him myself."
When mentioning the Crown Prince of Daliang, Emperor Xuande was filled with hatred.
If he had not been unable to lift the spear, he would have led the troops personally to avenge Xiaowu with the legs of the Prince of Liang.
Before he could say anything, Mo Jinchuan suddenly looked up at him and said firmly, "I hope your Majesty will grant me your blessing."
Seeing him about to kneel again, Emperor Xuande was anxious and angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you!"
He continued with a sullen face, "But you must promise me that you will only stay in the rear camp to arrange the troops and never go near the front lines."
Mo Jinchuan lowered his eyes and looked at his legs without saying anything.
Emperor Xuande's heart was deeply hurt by this scene, as if he could hear him asking himself, "Father, do you think that your son is still fit to fight in the battlefield in his current state?"
He immediately ordered: "Dehai, prepare pen and ink!"
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In the Lanyue Pavilion, Zhuzhi was packing the medical books selected by Song Yanxi, and winked at Zhuyu, indicating that she should give him some advice.
What is the battlefield?
Her girl has been spoiled since she was a child. Even when she went to the Valley of Divine Doctors to study medicine, she was taken care of by several of them. How could she bear this hardship?
Zhu Yu shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
Song Yanxi turned around just in time, and understanding the eye contact between the two, she said directly, "I can't take you with me this time."
"We have never been separated from you since we were young. If you want to go, you can take us with you. We can also wash clothes and cook for you."
"What do you think the battlefield is?" Song Yanxi frowned.
Without waiting for Zhu Yu to speak, she ordered with a cold face: "After I leave, you will lock the door of the Princess's Mansion and return to the Marquis' Mansion."
"Girl, we won't leave!" The four bamboos changed their expressions at the same time.
Afraid that they would burst into tears, Song Yanxi reluctantly explained, "The General's Mansion has suffered such a great loss this time. If I weren't in the capital, there's no guarantee that something strange wouldn't happen over there."
"girl……"
"You are not enjoying your life in the capital. I still have something to tell you."
Song Yanxi said, looking at Zhuzhi, "Before I come back, please keep an eye on Taohua and don't let the people in the General's Mansion discover her presence.
Zhuyu, you still need to worry about business matters. I think you will need money in the future.
As for Zhuguo Zhulu, I need you to stay by my side and protect Mother and Ah Xu. We've already fallen out with the General's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion, and I'm worried someone might harm them."
"Don't worry, girl. We have accomplished our mission!"
As Si Gen Zhu said this, he pretended to cry again.
Song Yanxi feigned anger and said, "Why are you crying? I, your young lady, am going here to achieve great things and bring honor to our family. Please don't bring bad luck to me."
After hearing this, the few people didn't dare to cry anymore, and Zhuguo was so depressed that his nose was full of snot.
Zhuzhi hurriedly looked for a handkerchief to wipe her, while Zhuyu continued to help clean up.
But as it was getting dark, the imperial decree from the palace had not yet come down.
Song Yanxi was not in a hurry at all. She used four bamboos to make a winter cloak, knee pads and other warm things.
Time was urgent, and she couldn't let outsiders know what was happening in the Princess's Mansion, so she could only follow Mo Jinchuan's instructions.
The victory of this battle depends entirely on Prince Jin. Even if she has read all the medical books, she still does not understand the art of war. She can only do her best to take care of His Royal Highness Prince Jin.
His legs are also the future of the people of Da'an.
Zhuzhi came over with a bowl of hot chicken soup and said with concern: "Girl, take a break. Don't hurt your hands."
"It's okay." Song Yanxi said without even looking up, "We only have one night, so the more time we can get there, the better. The conditions at the border aren't any more difficult than in the capital, and there are many things we don't have there."
Zhuzhi's eyes turned red, "Miss, do you really have to go?"
Song Yanxi: "I have to go!"
Zhu Yu glanced at the sky and hesitated, "No one has arrived at the palace at this hour. Will His Majesty forbid the young lady from accompanying the army?"
Song Yanxi's needlework flew as she said firmly, "Your Majesty will not do that."
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