After a moment of silence, Princess Yongjia spoke up, "I'll find a way to have you escort the grain and fodder to the northern border with five thousand personal guards."
"But these food and fodder will definitely not reach the northern border. Without food and fodder and military supplies, Li Yunzhou won't be able to hold out for long."
"When Li Yunzhou can no longer hold on, let Li Yunhuai take over the army with food and military supplies."
After a brief thought, Chen Ping knew that Princess Yongjia's plan was feasible. In winter warfare, food and military supplies were essential. Without food, even a god of war could not win the battle.
Li Chaoyun hesitated to speak, then thought for a moment and said, "Can't we let my father go?"
Third brother Li Yunhuai is really not someone who can go to the battlefield.
Princess Yongjia shook her head and said, "Your father can't go. Li Yunzhou is also your father's bloodline. Your third brother must go on this matter. Let him take the opportunity to seize military power."
She didn't want to say more to Li Chaoyun, so she turned around and told Chen Ping, "Go now and stop Hong Ziyi."
After Chen Ping left, Princess Yongjia went to Li Jingchuan's study again.
At this time, Li Jingchuan and Yang Wenshi were sitting opposite each other in the study.
Yang Wenshi held the teacup in his hand, his eyes lowered, and he remained silent. Li Jingchuan's thoughts made him feel awkward, so he didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing that he was silent, Li Jingchuan began to persuade him again: "Brother Wenshi, is this matter really not negotiable?"
Yang Wenshi put down his teacup, shook his head and said, "Don't embarrass me, Prince. The five thousand guards of the Crown Prince should either break into the West Mountain Camp or return to the Northern Frontier and join the army."
Li Jingchuan sighed, looking sad.
"Brother Wenshi, I'm not planning to leave these five thousand guards behind. It's just that after the funeral, Yun Si and his family will be heading south to their hometown in Huzhou for burial. I hope these five thousand guards can escort Yun Si and his family south."
"After Yun Si's burial, these five thousand guards will return directly to the Northern Frontier Army."
Yang Wenshi shook his head again, "My Lord, five thousand guards are heading south. How can I decide this?"
"Your Highness can ask the Emperor. If the Emperor agrees, I will not stop you."
Li Jingchuan wanted to say something else when the door of the study was suddenly pushed open and Princess Yongjia walked in.
Yang Wenshi stood up to salute, but was stopped by Princess Yongjia.
"Master Yang, there's no need to be so polite."
After saying that, he turned to face Li Jingchuan and said, "Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for Lord Yang. Let these 5,000 guards go back."
"As for carrying the coffin south, we can select someone available in the mansion."
"Lord Yang is right. Five thousand guards marching south is no small matter."
Li Jingchuan was stunned for a moment. Hadn't she brought up this matter before? Why was she saying it again today?
Princess Yongjia took Li Jingchuan's hand and explained, "I've figured it out now. People are gone, but the living still need to live."
"We can't cause trouble to the court because of our own selfish desires."
When Li Jingchuan heard her say this, he didn't think much about it and just thought that she had suddenly come to her senses.
As she was escorting Yang Wenshi out, Princess Yongjia casually asked, "Is it time for the next batch of grain and fodder to be delivered to the northern border?"
Yang Wenshi replied, "The Ministry of Revenue has already arranged for the next batch of food and military supplies. Now we are just waiting for Hong Ziyi to return to the capital so that we can escort the next batch of food and military supplies over."
"Don't worry, Princess. It won't delay the war in the northern border."
Princess Yongjia said apologetically, "Don't blame me for being nosy, Lord Yang. I'm also worried about the war in the northern border and am concerned about Yunzhou."
Yang Wenshi nodded and said comfortingly, "I understand your thoughts, Princess. Please accept my condolences."
For two days, Li Chaoyun stayed here, keeping vigil for his brother and sister-in-law, comforting his father, the king, and his mother, and entertaining relatives and friends who came to pay their respects to Li Yunsi.
Chen Zhao also stayed with them for two days, busying himself a lot.
Later, Princess Yongjia, out of consideration for the Shen family, asked Li Chaoyun to return in two days. After all, she was a married daughter, so how could she stay at her parents' home to handle funeral affairs?
Li Chaoyun couldn't persuade her, so he had to take the maid back to the Shen family.
When she got off the carriage, Su Qingyu was about to get on and go out.
Behind Su Qingyu's carriage, there was another carriage carrying other things. The curtains of the carriage were blown up by the wind, revealing a corner of the silver-bone charcoal basket.
After she left, Qian Dai, who was supporting Li Chaoyun, couldn't help but say, "That car was full of silver bone charcoal. She would rather give it to others than give it to us."
Li Chaoyun was still immersed in the pain of Li Yunsi's incident. He had no time to care about these baskets of charcoal and didn't even hear what Qiandai said.
Holding Qiandai's hand, he turned around, got on Xiaojiao, and returned to Hanshuiyuan.
Su Qingyu was sitting in the carriage, leaning against the wall with her eyes slightly closed.
Pearl knew she was awake, so she said, "Madam, this cart of silver bone charcoal is worth a fortune nowadays."
Su Qingyu chuckled, "Some things cannot be measured by money."
Today, she will deliver these silver bone charcoal to the residence of Yang Wenshi, the Minister of War, and visit the old lady of the Yang family at the same time.
Yang Wenshi's two sons were both officials working outside. After his second wife passed away, he and the old lady were the only ones left in the mansion.
The housekeeper had always been in charge of the inner quarters. The Yang family had already prepared charcoal for the winter, but unexpectedly, the room where the charcoal was stored caught fire. Two jars of water were poured down, and the fire was extinguished, and the charcoal was gone.
Yesterday, Yang Wenshi casually mentioned that he was going to buy silver bone charcoal, and Shen Zhixiu heard it. He asked Su Qingyu to deliver some and visit the old lady of the Yang family.
This is how the relationship between the aristocratic families is, with give and take.
After Su Qingyu arrived at the Yang family, she talked with the old lady of the Yang family for a long time.
Yang Wenshi was busy all day and could only come home to have dinner with her at night. If there was a border war, he would stay at the Ministry of War for several days in a row.
On weekdays, when Old Madam Yang was in the mansion, she could only talk to the maids and old women.
When Su Qingyu came today, she was so happy.
Seeing that Su Qingyu was at the age of a flower, had a good appearance, and spoke in a gentle and polite manner, he liked her from the bottom of his heart.
I heard that Su Qingyu came specially to bring her charcoal, and also found a set of top-quality jade headwear for her.
Su Qingyu wanted to sit for a while and then leave, but seeing her like this, she couldn't bear it. She chatted with her for more than an hour before getting up to say goodbye.
Although Old Madam Yang was reluctant to let her go, she knew it was not a good idea to keep her any longer, so she asked her personal nanny to send her out.
When he reached the Chuihua Gate, he happened to meet Yang Wenshi who had just returned home from court.
Su Qingyu stopped and saluted Yang Wenshi.
"Hello, Lord Yang."
Yang Wenshi gave her a false helping hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite, sister-in-law. I'm really sorry for bothering you today."
Su Qingyu said politely, "Master Yang, you are too kind. The Third Master often says that you are like his own brother. My brother is just burning some charcoal, so why would he say thank you or not?"
Yang Wenshi was touched by her words and felt relieved. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Zhixiu, what you said is right. Then I won't be polite."
One of them stood inside the hanging flower gate, and the other stood outside the hanging flower gate.
Just as Su Qingyu was about to say goodbye, she heard voices coming from behind Yang Wenshi.
"Sir, Hong Ziyi was staying at Lingshan Temple in Tongzhou Prefecture yesterday. He broke his leg while going down the mountain and has returned to Lingshan Temple to recuperate."
"Hong Ziyi may not be able to return to the capital for ten days or half a month. What should we do with the grain and grass transport in the northern border? Please give us your instructions, sir."
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