Chapter 215 The Emperor Guards the National Gate

Ever since the last time Zhao Zhuoxi killed the envoys from Nanli Kingdom in a rage.

It takes some time for the news to reach Nanli.

Zhao Zhuoxi thought it would take at least a long time for Nanli Kingdom to counterattack Daning.

Unexpectedly, not long after that, the Nanli Kingdom attacked.

However, Nanli has not yet sent a general to guard the place. If he fails, Daning will be in danger.

However, there were no generals to choose from in the court. After a round of purges, Zhao Zhuoxi could no longer trust anyone.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Zhenguo's injuries have almost healed. He may not be able to fight in person, but he should have no problem leading the troops."

At this moment, Jiang Jiu's mind exploded. This was a good way to leave the palace.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I can accompany my father to lead the troops to fight, and I also have martial arts skills. If I really can't do it, I can also lead the troops. You can't look down on me because I am a woman. In ancient times, Hua Mulan joined the army for her father, and now I can also follow my father into the battlefield."

Jiang Jiu talked a lot, but Zhao Zhuoxi didn't even look at her.

He still carefully selected ministers in the court.

Jiang Jiu became anxious and grabbed Zhao Zhuoxi's wrist.

"If you don't let me go, I will never agree to be your queen in my life."

Zhao Zhuoxi held his forehead and said, "No, fighting is very dangerous. Your father can't go either, so how can we let you go?"

Jiang Jiu: "I want to avenge my grandfather, grandmother and mother. This time, I will not only drive Nan Li out, but also kill them."

This reason should be able to convince him.

Who knew that this time Zhao Zhuoxi was even more indifferent and just left with his people.

"Tell the Ministry of War, have Qin Ge and others go to Yu's study..."

After Zhao Zhuoxi left, Jiang Jiu became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

If she could leave the palace and lead her troops to Nanli, if she achieved some military merit, she could also bargain with the emperor.

But she doesn't know how to lead troops into battle.

Jiang Jiu thought about it and decided to leave the palace.

It was late at night and Jiang Jiu went out again.

In the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, her father was still recuperating in the mansion. When he heard Jiang Jiu's words, he wanted to get up from the bed immediately and challenge for battle.

Jiang Jiu gave him

Stuck.

"Dad, His Majesty won't agree to your going, why don't I go for you..."

Who knew that their discussion would not count? Early the next morning, Zhao Zhuoxi actually announced that as the emperor, he would personally lead the troops to fight.

Jiang Jiu rushed to Zhao Zhuoxi's study and looked at him eagerly.

"You really want to lead the troops to fight in person..."

Zhao Zhuoxi was somewhat helpless: "What else can I do? Do I really listen to those court officials and cede land and pay compensation to Nanli, or do I, His Majesty, have to personally apologize to the Emperor of Nanli?"

Jiang Jiu was shocked: "What? Your ministers actually gave you such a bad idea?"

Zhao Zhuoxi hesitated for a moment and nodded: "These court officials are quite old, and some of them are still very scared."

A pair of deep eyes looked at Jiang Jiu. When he came back, he would start a major replacement and only leave her as the woman in the harem. He wanted to make this court brand new.

Zhao Zhuoxi glanced at her calmly and said, "Since you want to go, I will accompany you..."

Ah? No, Jiang Jiu just wanted to leave the palace and leave Zhao Zhuoxi.

Since Zhao Zhuoxi has gone to fight, it’s okay for her to stay in the palace.

But what does it mean that he accompanies her?

Zhao Zhuoxi: "Looking at the court, the only people who can suppress the Yao family army are the Duke of Zhenguo and your father. But the Duke of Zhenguo has passed away, and your father's injury has not healed yet. There are really no good candidates in the court."

"You don't want to leave the palace very much. This time is just right. Follow me to fight Nanli."

Zhao Zhuoxi had another idea, that is, to take her to visit Sucheng again after the war was over.

Chu Yu said that once she recalled the past, her life would be short. Although he didn't want to take the risk, he still wanted to give it a try out of luck.

After all, she has no memory of him now, and doesn't love him at all.

This will make Zhao Zhuoxi very anxious.

When Jiang Jiu heard that he was going to go to war with Zhao Zhuoxi, he felt worried but also excited.

The next day, Zhao Zhuoxi was busy selecting soldiers and generals.

Jiang Jiu was looking for Taohua and was going to call the guards in the mansion to teach her kung fu.

Not to mention, Taohua actually invited a martial arts master.

Jiang Jiu felt that this time travel was a bit of a loss, as he had no portable space, no golden finger, no skills in music, chess, calligraphy or painting, and his kung fu was not that great.

Now that I am going to follow the emperor to the battlefield, I have to learn some skills to save my life.

"Master Chen, do you have a kung fu that can allow you to run very far at once?"

Master Chen was stunned for a moment: "I do have Qinggong, but it's a bit difficult to run very far at once."

Jiang Jiu was speechless.

Zhao Zhuoxi was still very quick. Five days later, the newly enthroned emperor of Daning was ready to go.

Jiang Jiu was dressed up as a servant and sat directly on Zhao Zhuoxi's carriage.

When Zhao Zhuoxi turned his head, he saw Jiang Jiu's resentful eyes, staring at him.

"You are so funny. I am going to fight, but you disguise me as a servant. You have ruined the reputation of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."

Zhao Zhuoxi didn't say anything, but took out a hairpin from his sleeve pocket.

"This is for you. Do you like it?"

The pearl hairpin is a good thing, but at this moment, Jiang Jiu doesn’t like it very much.

But when Zhao Zhuoxi pulled out the nail inside and it turned into a sharp dagger, Jiang Jiu's eyes lit up.

"It's amazing that you can still do this."

Zhao Zhuoxi explained: "I may not always follow you on the battlefield this time. If anything happens, you have to learn to protect yourself."

Jiang Jiu didn't expect that Zhao Zhuoxi could still think of her despite his busy schedule.

After thinking it over carefully, she took out a sachet from her arms and handed it to him.

"I heard your birthday is coming soon, so I gave this to you. I'm not very skilled, so please bear with me."

Jiang Jiu's needlework never seemed to get better.

Zhao Zhuoxi took it, put it under his nose and smelled it. It had a familiar scent and familiar embroidery.

"This is what Aunt Qian asked you to do, right?"

Jiang Jiu was surprised: "How do you know?"

No one in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion knew his birthday, and the only one who could remember and remind her was Nanny Qian.

It seems that Nanny Qian also knows something.

However, he did think about this sachet for a long time.

A long time ago, Jiang Jiu said that she would embroider one for him, but so many things happened in the past two years that it was never completed.

Zhao Zhuoxi was already very happy, but the next sentence made Jiang Jiu immediately feel guilty.

"In fact, today is my birthday, but I didn't expect that I would have to go out of the palace to fight."

Jiang Jiu had never thought that today was Zhao Zhuoxi's birthday. Looking at the crooked sachet she had embroidered, she felt a little embarrassed to present it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "How about I draw a picture for you?"

Zhao Zhuoxi raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you good at nothing?"

Jiang Jiu took out a piece of unburned charcoal from the charcoal fire in the carriage and sharpened it.

"I just don't know how to paint with a brush, but I do have a certain foundation in painting."

As he spoke, Jiang Jiu asked Zhao Zhuoxi to pose.

"Don't move. My painting will definitely satisfy you."

Zhao Zhuoxi sat in the carriage, motionless, and saw Jiang Jiu take out a piece of drawing paper and draw something on the paper with the charcoal pencil.

It was very quiet in the carriage, with only the breathing of the two people and the rustling sound.