Prince Yu's Mansion
"Have you caught the man in black?" Lin Muheng asked.
"Your subordinate is incompetent; they all escaped." Ye Yu knelt down to beg for forgiveness.
"Get up!" Lin Muheng said.
They ran away, so be it.
Yan and An haven't set off yet; it's not appropriate to make such a big commotion.
Battle reports have already arrived from the Northwest.
The Western Turks are getting restless.
Xitu has a new emperor and urgently needs a political achievement to solidify his position.
The current emperor, even when he was still the crown prince, had already begun to advocate for war.
After exhausting his father's life, he couldn't wait to start a war.
Emperor Rongsheng disagreed.
It was not taken seriously at all.
He believed that a new emperor, beset by internal and external troubles, would be overwhelmed and unlikely to win.
However, Emperor Rongsheng had grown old.
He didn't know that some people's ambition is to gradually encroach on other people's land.
In this way, he can demonstrate his abilities.
The new emperor of the Western Regions is simply a madman.
There are rumors that he killed the old emperor.
Because the old emperor occupies the throne but does nothing of substance, he's just a coward.
The Daqing army has been pressing in for many years.
The old emperor of the West didn't dare utter a single word.
Doesn't this make the Crown Prince anxious?
He believed that the old emperor was a coward who dared not cross the line.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, he ordered his ministers to be summoned to discuss countermeasures.
In the imperial court, the pro-war and pro-peace factions argued endlessly.
However, the new emperor had made up his mind, and he decided to take the initiative, while pretending to send envoys to Daqing to seek peace.
Secretly, they were mobilizing troops and preparing for a battle with Daqing.
The spies from Daqing reported Xitu's unusual movements to Emperor Rongsheng.
Emperor Rongsheng remained unconvinced. He firmly believed that the Western Tu were merely bluffing and dared not actually wage war.
However, as the troop deployment on the western border gradually became clear, Emperor Rongsheng finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
He urgently summoned his ministers to discuss countermeasures. Immediately, discussions arose throughout the court and among the public. Some suggested reinforcing the western front as a precaution; others believed they should wait and see what the western forces would do next.
In this tense standoff, the shadow of war looms over both countries.
However, Lin Muheng didn't know what had gotten into his father.
Not only did they not send more troops, they even considered sending someone to the Northwest to check and balance the Jianghuai General.
At this point, if someone with a grudge against Jianghuai were sent, Daqing would be truly doomed.
Fortunately, the emperor's paranoia also gave Yan Yu'an an opportunity.
Lin Muheng didn't want to cause any more trouble.
It's obvious to anyone with a brain that these men in black were sent by his good brothers.
Whenever Yan Yu'an is injured, the Emperor has no choice but to replace him.
With a little more maneuvering, our own people will naturally have a chance too.
As soon as the Emperor issued the decree, Lin Muheng secretly sent people to protect Yan Yu'an.
At the same time, he began to make arrangements, trying to have his own people replace the men in black and go to the Northwest.
Only by driving away those who were hunting Yan Yu'an, and then having one's own people impersonate those who were hunting him.
Only then could they go to the Northwest.
These people were not only responsible for protecting Prince Yan, but also for gathering intelligence from the front lines.
The Northwest must not be allowed to suffer any mishaps, and the lives of soldiers must not be treated as a joke because of the princes vying for the throne.
Yan and An resolutely left the bustling, prosperous, and peaceful capital, and sped off relentlessly towards the vast, sand-swept northwest.
His resolute and upright figure gradually disappeared on the distant horizon, leaving only billowing dust in the air.
Standing at the gates of the capital to bid farewell to her son, Madam Yan's face was filled with undisguised worry. She clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly, her gaze following the direction her son had gone, as if trying to etch that receding figure deeply into her eyes.
However, despite her heart being filled with reluctance and concern, she did not say anything to stop her son from moving forward.
Because she knew that as the son of a marquis, national righteousness was above all else.
Before leaving, Madam Yan slowly walked to her son, gently patted his broad, sturdy shoulder with her trembling hand, and said softly, "My child, go in peace. Your mother will be waiting for your triumphant return at home." Although her voice was gentle, it contained an unwavering strength.
Upon hearing his mother's words, Yan Yu'an knelt down and respectfully performed a solemn and respectful salute to his mother.
He raised his head and looked at his mother's loving face, his eyes welling up with tears: "Mother! Your unfilial son is going to the Northwest and I don't know when I will be able to return. Please take care of yourself and stay healthy!" After saying that, he kowtowed three times.
Madam Yan's tears had already welled up and slid down her cheeks. But she forced herself not to cry out loud, and just nodded solemnly, choking back sobs as she replied, "Okay! My son is safe and sound, and I will be fine too, so you don't need to worry."
As for the Marquis standing to the side, Yan Yu'an merely nodded slightly as a greeting.
Their meager father-son bond had long been exhausted when his father deliberately ignored him after he became disabled, in order to secure the position of heir for his illegitimate son.
Yan Yu'an mounted his horse, cracked his whip, and galloped off like an arrow towards the northwest. The sound of hooves gradually faded into the distance, eventually disappearing at the edge of the vast land.
The Emperor ordered Yan Yu'an to lead two thousand men to the Northwest, along with two hundred thousand taels of grain.
A large group of people set off towards the northwest.
Throughout the journey, Yan and An were on high alert, not daring to slack off in the slightest, and always maintaining a high level of vigilance.
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