Taiping Lie 386. Father and son have a heart-to-heart talk, the princess is gorgeous

"My son will not let my father down."

Lei Zhenting looked at his son in front of him with satisfaction. Although it was a bit inappropriate for a man in his thirties to still have red eyes, this was indeed the most genuine expression Lei Tengfeng had shown in front of him in recent years.

Walking up to Lei Tengfeng, Lei Zhenting raised his hand and patted his shoulder, nodding and saying, "Father believes that you will not let me down. Sit down and tell me about Mo Xiuyao." Lei Zhenting was furious because of Lei Tengfeng's casual suicide, but he had not had time to talk to him about the sudden appearance of Mo Xiuyao and others. Lei Zhenting himself was not sure whether the protection over the years was a good thing for Lei Tengfeng's future, but as a father, he would never force his son to experience some disasters that ordinary people could not bear in order to make his son a dragon. Lei Zhenting had an obsession with winning over Dingwang Mansion and Mo Liufang, but he never thought of imposing this obsession on his son.

Lei Tengfeng nodded and sat down. He told him in detail about what happened when he met Mo Xiuyao on the battlefield. After listening to him, Lei Zhenting sighed slightly and said, "Tengfeng, you were deceived by Mo Xiuyao. He didn't have time to bring his troops back." Lei Tengfeng frowned, and a trace of regret flashed across his face. He was still too different from King Ding. Lei Zhenting looked at him with a smile and said, "But you don't have to be depressed. I am glad that you didn't lead your troops to kill them impulsively." Even if the hundreds of thousands of Mo family troops under the command of Nan Hou and Murong Shen were destroyed, it would only be a small victory. It can even be said that it was a small victory that did not affect the overall situation at all, but it would definitely not hurt Mo Xiuyao. However, in a fit of rage, Mo Xiuyao could easily kill Lei Tengfeng. Such an exchange would be a loss for Xiling and Zhennan Palace.

Lei Tengfeng looked at Lei Zhenting in confusion, and soon understood. With Mo Xiuyao's martial arts, it would be a simple matter to kill him. Looking at his father's smiling eyes, Lei Tengfeng lowered his head with some guilt, "Son made father worry."

Lei Zhenting nodded with relief. Lei Tengfeng would not act impulsively after he figured it out. As long as he could stay calm, with his ability, saving his life would not be a problem no matter what.

"Okay, I'm glad you're okay. It's all your credit that our army captured Weicheng. Now the armies of Da Chu and Xiling are pressing us at the same time, and our army has successively captured Ruichang and Weicheng. Now the advantage is still on our side." Lei Zhenting said. Lei Tengfeng nodded and said, "Father, are you worried about Mo Jingli? If our army can control Prince Ding and most of the generals of the Mohist Army, Mo Jingli should be able to handle it." The Mohist Army is indeed full of famous generals, but there are too many places that the Mohist Army needs to guard. Zhang Qilan, one of the original three generals of the Mohist Army, has been guarding the original Xiling Imperial City to assist the fourth son Xu in governing Xiling. He can't come back to participate in the war. Leng Huai also had to guard Chujing and intimidate the northeast to prevent the northerners from going back on their word. General Yuan Pei was old and could defend the city, but he was not strong enough to ride on horseback to kill the enemy. As a result, only Nan Hou, Lu Jinxian, Murong Shen and others were left in the Mo family army. As for Yun Ting, Zhou Min, He Su and other rising stars, their future development might be very bright, but at present they might not be able to match the veterans of Xiling. After all, a genius like Mo Xiuyao who could sweep across the countries at the age of a dozen was an anomaly even in the Dingwang Mansion.

Lei Zhenting frowned and said, "Don't forget, there is also Ye Li."

Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows. He had indeed forgotten Ye Li, but this woman was the one he could not forget. Although she seemed to be inconspicuous at ordinary times, her achievements were no less impressive than any famous general of the time. If she faced Mo Jingli, Mo Jingli's victory or defeat would be a bit worrying.

"Your Highness, a secret letter from the north has arrived." The guard outside the door reported in a deep voice. Lei Zhenting's eyes darkened, and he said calmly: "Show it." Since Mo Xiuyao has returned, the situation in the north is no longer a secret. The guard pushed the door open, handed over the letter, and left. Lei Zhenting opened the secret letter and read it. His face changed, but he just sighed and handed the letter to Lei Tengfeng.

Lei Tengfeng took the letter and read it with some doubts, and his face suddenly changed. He said in horror: "Mo Xiuyao actually wiped out the entire Northern Rong army. Yelu Ye and Helian Zhen are both dead." Looking at the last battle between the Mo family army and the Northern Rong written in the secret letter, Lei Tengfeng still felt very complicated even though he had untied the knot in his heart.

To be honest, from Lei Tengfeng's perspective, he couldn't see what was so wonderful about this battle. It could be said to be an extremely unusual night raid, but it just happened to wipe out the Beirong army that swept across the entire northern Chu two or three years ago. Looking up at Lei Zhenting, Lei Zhenting stood in front of the topographic map and frowned for a moment before pointing to a point on the map and asked, "Where are you?"

"Return to the Wind Valley?"

Lei Zhenting said: "This is where the Mo family army was defeated nineteen years ago. Not far from here is where Mo Xiuwen died of illness."

Lei Tengfeng was stunned for a moment, but soon he took a breath and said, "Father, what you mean is that Prince Ding deliberately led the Northern Rong army to Huifeng Valley to destroy it in one fell swoop? In fact... before this, he had the ability to destroy the Northern Rong army in advance?" What exactly did Mo Xiuyao...

Lei Tengfeng said calmly: "That may not be the case. If the Mohist Army had not been letting them off for the past six months, how could Yelu Ye believe that the Mohist Army's combat power was only equal to that of the Northern Rong? How could Yelu Ye let down his guard and think that he could attack the Mohist Army's camp at night?"

Lei Tengfeng nodded. His father's analysis was correct. However, Mo Xiuyao was able to watch the fall of Ruichang Weicheng and delay time to annihilate the Beirong army in Huifeng Valley. His courage was enough to make people admire him. When this battle is announced to the world, the reputation of the Mohist Army and Prince Ding's Mansion will surely rise to an unprecedented level again. The morale of the Mohist Army will definitely be even higher than it is now, and there will be no doubt or fear when facing the coalition forces of Xiling and Da Chu.

Lei Zhenting sighed and said, "Tengfeng, you go meet Mo Jingli immediately. We must not let that idiot be defeated by Ye Li before our two armies meet." The implication was that Lei Zhenting had already confirmed that Ye Li would definitely go to stop the Da Chu army.

Lei Tengfeng frowned and said, "Mo Jingli is stubborn and self-willed. I'm afraid he won't listen to his son."

Lei Zhenting thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I will write you a letter, and you take it to him. As for... if he listens to you, then that's fine, but if he refuses to listen... then let him do whatever he wants. You take another group of soldiers and hide in secret, and if Mo Jingli's army is defeated..."

Lei Tengfeng understood and nodded, "Son understands."

Lei Zhenting nodded in satisfaction and said, "Remember, if you fight with Ye Li, you must not act rashly. Although Ye Li is a woman, she is very cunning and is best at luring the enemy."

"Yes, I will remember my father's teachings."

Feihong Pass

Because of the loss of Weicheng, the Mohist army retreated to the line of Feihong Pass and Lingjiu Mountain. The old general Yuan Pei, who was stationed at Feihong Pass, was also very happy to see Prince Ding and Princess arrive. Although the old general was not afraid of dying on the battlefield, he knew that he was old and his energy was not as good as before. It would be even more difficult to defeat the King of Xiling Zhennan. Now that Prince Ding and Princess returned, they would save tens of millions of people in Xiling in Feihong Pass from the disaster of war, and the old general was naturally very happy.

After welcoming Ye Li and her group into Feihong Pass and settling them down, Nan Hou and Murong Shen both knelt down and pleaded guilty, "Please punish us for the crime of losing the city, Your Majesty."

Mo Xiuyao smiled and helped the two men up, saying, "Why are you two doing this? This battle is not your fault. If it weren't for me delaying the time, how could Wei City have been lost? In this case, shouldn't I be punished first?"

Nan Hou said quickly: "Your Majesty has his reasons for delaying. The loss of Ruichang and Weicheng is my fault for being incompetent."

Mo Xiuyao shook his head and said, "Marquis Nan and General Murong, there is no need to do this. This matter is not your fault. If you two had not tried your best to resist Lei Zhenting, I am afraid that I would not have had the time to successfully wipe out the Beirong army. If you two insist on asking for forgiveness, wouldn't it make people say that I don't know how to reward and punish?"

Seeing that Mo Xiuyao really had no intention of blaming them, the two hurriedly thanked him. Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work these days. Please sit down."

General Yuan Pei, who was sitting on the side, could no longer hold back and asked hurriedly, "My Lord, did you really annihilate the entire Northern Rong army?"

Mo Xiuyao nodded and smiled: "That's right."

Feng Zhiyao, who was sitting at the bottom, smiled and told the story of the battle with Beirong. When General Yuan Pei heard that the Beirong army was annihilated and no one returned to Beirong, and that Helian Zhen was executed, he burst into tears and said "good". Nan Hou also nodded and smiled, "Once this news comes out, the morale of our Mohist army will surely be greatly boosted. The prince and princess have returned, so why should we be afraid of the Xiling army?"

Mo Xiuyao nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's great. However, Mo Jingli has led 800,000 soldiers of the Great Chu to the north. I don't know which general can go to meet the enemy?"

The hall fell silent. Murong Shen and Nan Hou showed a hint of hesitation. Although they had surrendered to the Mohist Army, they were still subjects of the Great Chu. Moreover, whether they were soldiers of the Mohist Army or soldiers of the Great Chu, they were all once subjects of the Great Chu. Killing each other was not as refreshing as fighting against foreign enemies.

Mo Xiuyao took a look at the two people's expressions and understood. It was not forced. If these two people really had no hesitation about the Great Chu army, he would be worried. He turned his head to look at Ye Li and asked, "A Li, how do you think we should arrange it?"

Ye Li pondered for a moment and said, "How about having General Lu Jinxian lead the 400,000-man army?" Lu Jinxian and Zhang Qilan are known as the two pillars of the Mohist army. Regardless of their ability and prestige, they are definitely capable of commanding a force. If he is really allowed to be used as a general, it would be a waste of talent. Although Lu Jinxian is not here at this time, he will never object to Mo Xiuyao's orders.

Yuan Pei asked with some concern: "Is eight hundred thousand a little short?"

Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "Although General Lu only has 400,000 troops, Chu Jing still has General Leng Huai leading nearly 200,000 troops. Although it is not enough to compare with the troops of Great Chu, the Mohist Army is definitely stronger than the troops of Great Chu in terms of combat power. General Lu is skilled in using troops and will not be defeated by the troops of Great Chu."

Hearing Ye Li say this, Mo Xiuyao thought for a moment before nodding and saying, "Let's do as Ye Li says."

After the discussion, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li took the sleepy Mo Xiaobao back to the room that had been prepared long ago in Feihongguan to rest. Seeing Mo Xiaobao fall into a deep sleep, Mo Xiuyao pulled Ye Li to sit aside and asked with a smile: "A Li, what do you want to say?"

Ye Li hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I plan to follow General Lu to the front line of Da Chu."

I thought Mo Xiuyao would refuse, but he just thought about it for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's fine, but Ah Li must be careful about safety." Seeing the obvious surprise on her face, Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly, lowered his head and lightly touched her forehead, and smiled, "Ah Li, do you think I won't agree?"

Ye Li raised her eyebrows. In the past, she always had to bargain for a long time every time she went out. Isn't it obvious?

Mo Xiuyao held her in his arms in a good mood and said with a smile: "Because I have a premonition that after this time, Ah Li will never be able to leave my side again. So...if Ah Li wants to go this time, go ahead." Mo Xiuyao knew in his heart that after this time, the world's pattern would not change for at least the next twenty years. As for the next twenty years...that was none of his business.

Ye Li nodded and smiled, "In that case, thank you very much, Your Majesty."

Mo Xiuyao gently rubbed her black hair and smiled, "After this time, we won't have to fight anymore. Ah Li will no longer have a reason to leave me alone to run around. But don't worry, wherever Ah Li wants to go, I will accompany her." Ye Li leaned gently in his arms, feeling her heart as gentle as water. In a blink of an eye, it has been eleven or twelve years. From the initial desire to live together to the later mutual support and love, the two have actually walked for more than ten years. They already have three children, and they have truly realized that they are a couple for life. This was something Ye Li had never even thought about at the beginning.

"Xiu Yao, when Xin'er and Lin'er grow up, let's go traveling, okay?" Leaning in Mo Xiu Yao's arms, Ye Li asked softly.

Mo Xiuyao nodded and smiled, "Ali, I will accompany you to do anything you like." But in his heart, he was a little dissatisfied with Xin'er and Lin'er growing up. It would be fine if Mo Xiaobao grew up. Isn't the elder brother used to take care of his younger brothers and sisters? Otherwise, what's the point of having him?

Therefore, in his father's eyes, poor Mo Xiaobao is not only the person to clean up the mess, but also the nanny of his two younger brothers and sisters in the future.

The next morning, Ye Li quietly left Feihong Pass and headed for Lu Jinxian's station. The generals in Feihong Pass didn't think much of it after they found out that the princess was missing. They had long been accustomed to the princess disappearing from time to time to do some important things. Only Mo Xiaobao was unhappy, because after his mother left, his father began to oppress him even more.

Beirong

On the snowy grassland, the Northern Rong Royal Court stood deep in the snow. Unlike the magnificent Chujing and Xiling Imperial City, the Northern Rong Royal City looked more plain and rough. It was like a city built of stones. Although this was the most prosperous place in the economy and politics of the Northern Rong, only the Northern Rong royal family lived in the city. Ordinary people and the nobles of the Northern Rong still lived in their own tents. Therefore, the area of ​​the entire Northern Rong Royal Court was not even as large as the Chujing Imperial Palace.

The climate on the Northern Rong grasslands is harsh, with heavy snow blocking the border for three or four months every year, making it impossible for people and animals to move. It is no wonder that the Northern Rong people are particularly eager for the fertile land of Da Chu.

In the palace, the King of Beirong sat on the throne covered with tiger skin, looking at the people below with anger. The charcoal fire made the whole room warm, but at this moment it made people feel even hotter. The King of Beirong is already sixty years old this year. When he was young, he was also a first-class hero and warrior on the grassland. But as he got older, or because many things from the Central Plains were introduced to Beirong, or perhaps it was the bad nature of human beings, the old King of Beirong gradually became stupid, lustful, and partial to what he heard. But even so, he was very angry when he heard the news that Yelu Yebing was defeated and killed.

The Northern Rong prince Yelu Hong, who was sitting below, also secretly groaned in his heart. He didn't expect Mo Xiuyao to act so quickly and wipe out the entire Northern Rong army of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. In this way, in the past three years, the Northern Rong paid the lives of nearly two million soldiers to conquer the Great Chu. And then what they snatched back were only some meaningless gold, silver, jewelry, and antique calligraphy and paintings. There are many gold and silver mines on the grasslands outside the Great Wall, and the Northern Rong people are not very short of gold and silver. As for antique calligraphy and paintings, the Northern Rong people don't know how to appreciate them. Not to mention, because they didn't capture the Chu Capital of the Great Chu, they naturally didn't snatch any real rare treasures. For the Northern Rong people, the value of these things is not as good as silk, tea, and food.

Yelu Hong chose to cooperate with Mo Xiu Yao just to destroy his brother Yelu Ye, but he never thought about destroying the remaining hundreds of thousands of Beirong troops. But now... Looking at the letter in his hand, Yelu Hong felt a chill in his heart. But he couldn't say anything more. He couldn't blame Mo Xiu Yao for being too good at fighting and annihilating all the Beirong troops? He could only blame Yelu Ye for being a waste!

"Prince!" King Beirong shouted, panting.

Yelu Hong quickly gathered his thoughts, stepped forward and replied in a deep voice, "Your son is here."

The King of Beirong said: "Bring your woman from Da Chu here to me!"

Yelu Hong was slightly startled and hesitated. Princess Ronghua had been with him for more than ten years and had given birth to several children for him. Although they were from the Great Chu, they still had some feelings for each other. Moreover, Princess Ronghua had a very good relationship with Princess Ding. Although he was plotted against by Mo Xiuyao this time, he actually did nothing, which saved him from the danger of being discovered by his father. Moreover, Mo Xiuyao helped him kill Yelu Ye. If he let his father kill Princess Ronghua, he would be hard to explain to the Ding Palace.

"Father, this has nothing to do with Ronghua." Yelu Hong said in a deep voice.

The King of Beirong snorted coldly and said, "I don't care whether it has anything to do with her or not. I only know that Mo Xiuyao killed my son and one million of my troops. I will sacrifice that woman from Da Chu and send troops to avenge Ye'er!" After saying that, he ignored Yelu Hong's reluctance and waved his hand to have someone capture Princess Ronghua.

Yelu Hong frowned and said, "Father, Ronghua must be the mother of several princes. If she is killed, several princes..."

The King of Beirong didn't care at all. He waved his hand and said, "What do these children know? Just give them to your other princesses to raise. If they can't be raised well... just kill them. I, Beirong, don't lack little princes." The King of Beirong was indeed qualified to say this. He now had thirteen princes, seven princesses, and no less than thirty grandchildren. Naturally, he would not care about a prince of impure blood born to a woman from Da Chu.

Soon, Princess Ronghua was escorted to the door. The person who was escorting Princess Ronghua pushed her mercilessly, and she staggered into the room. Looking at the people present who were staring at her with malicious intent, and then looking at Yelu Hong's embarrassed expression, Princess Ronghua couldn't help but smile faintly. As a princess married to a foreign country, she naturally understood that her life and death, honor and disgrace all depended on the relationship between the two countries. As early as when Xiling used troops against Da Chu, the Beirong people didn't kill her, and they had to rely on the people sent by Ding Wangfu to help them. Now that the millions of Beirong troops were destroyed by the Mohist army, the Beirong king couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on, so the first person he thought of was naturally himself.

"Ronghua has met the king and the crown prince." Princess Ronghua bowed slightly and saluted the King of Beirong with the etiquette of the Beirong people. Even so, she still had the nobility and elegance that only a well-educated royal woman could have, which was completely different from the rough and rude Beirong women.

The King of Beirong sneered and said, "Princess of Dachu, do you know what happened?"

Princess Ronghua raised her eyebrows and smiled faintly, "Ronghua doesn't know, please teach me, Your Majesty."

The Northern Rong King had a sullen look on his face. It was unclear whether he was worried about his son Yelu Ye or the millions of Northern Rong soldiers. "What a fool! Don't you know that my seventh prince was killed by Mo Xiuyao?" Princess Ronghua was a female relative and a foreigner, so it was normal for her not to know. But the Northern Rong King was deliberately picking on others, and there was nothing he could do.

Princess Ronghua lowered her eyes and said nothing. She already understood that the King of Beirong had murderous intentions towards her, so it was superfluous to say anything. Although she had been married to Beirong for more than ten years, and although Da Chu only had half of its territory left, she was not afraid of asking for mercy and insulting the dignity of the Da Chu princess.

"It seems that you also know that it is time for you to die! I will leave your body intact and send it back to Da Chu!" Beirong King Xie laughed.

Princess Ronghua looked at Yelu Hong calmly. Yelu Hong looked at her with some embarrassment but didn't say much. Seeing this, Princess Ronghua could only smile bitterly. Although she had some ulterior motives over the years, she was sincere to Yelu Hong. She also knew that Yelu Hong had her in his heart, but it was not as important as his position as the crown prince and his power over the Northern Rong. But seeing that Yelu Hong didn't say a word for her, Princess Ronghua couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Princess Jiang Ronghua stopped talking, and King Beirong thought she was afraid. The anger in his heart dissipated a lot, and he said proudly: "Drag her out and behead her!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Two Northern Rong guards stepped forward, one on each side, and pulled Princess Ronghua to walk out. Princess Ronghua closed her eyes, turned her head and looked at Yelu Hong, saying, "Please, Prince, take good care of my children."

Without waiting for Yelu Hong's response, Princess Ronghua glanced at the two guards beside her and said proudly, "Let go! I can walk on my own!"

Princess Ronghua walked out calmly. When she was about to step out of the door, a deep male voice sounded from inside, "Wait a minute!"