Chapter 458 Why don’t you try leading the troops yourself?



Chapter 458 Why don’t you try leading the troops yourself?

After staying in Meiling County for two days, the situation in Zhuque South Road has been completely stabilized.

After all, the second prince Qin Jingheng had never really made up his mind to become a puppet emperor, and the situation had not yet developed to the point where he would openly establish a country and become completely irreversible.

Therefore, he is still "sitting in charge" of the provincial government of Baiyue Protectorate, but his situation and state of mind are completely different.

The previous plans to secretly bribe military generals and cultivate a private party were naturally completely ruined.

The situation was extremely tense at that time, and he was lucky to have survived the disaster.

In addition, he has the stain of "not being able to judge people well" and almost succumbing to the Southern Xinjiang and the aristocratic family. Now he can only keep a low profile and try his best to preserve himself for the time being.

Eight thousand brave warriors of the southern Xinjiang tribes have taken off their armor and returned to their homeland in the mountains.

Only Saint Ayaduo and five major tribal leaders were left to temporarily reside in the Protectorate and be responsible for subsequent matters.

The basic framework for opening up mutual trade has been negotiated, and the news has been passed back to the various tribes in southern Xinjiang. Soon, a large amount of goods will be traded.

Especially now that the autumn harvest is about to end, the court does not need to transport large quantities of supplies from other places. It can trade locally, which saves the cost and trouble of long-distance transportation.

The Second Prince's most important political task at the moment is to make every effort to facilitate this matter and atone for his sins.

As for Qin Zhaoyue and Qin Minghuang, they were now boarding a carriage and embarking on a slow journey back north.

Qin Zhaoyue was indifferent to this.

During the two days in Meiling County, I just ate and slept, as if I wanted to make up for the seven days of sleep I had missed in one go. I slept until I was exhausted.

Until Qin Minghuang personally dug him out of the bed and stuffed him into the carriage.

It was still the carriage prepared by Yinzhe. It was covered with thick and soft cushions inside, and it drove quite smoothly.

Qin Zhaoyue leaned lazily on Chu Xinglan's arm, his eyelids still heavy and dozing off.

The maids from the Mo Group were not around, so she couldn't just rely on her mother, could she? The relationship between mother and daughter was not that close yet.

But it’s different for my own senior sister. What’s wrong with leaning on her?

Thus, this powerful second-grade realm expert, one of the most powerful in the world, became her exclusive "human pillow".

Qin Minghuang gently lifted the silk curtain on one side and looked at the scenery outside the window that was constantly passing by. She was lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

There are four people in the group, two second-grade masters and two third-grade masters. Such a lineup is enough to shock the whole world.

He did not use his cultivation to conceal his appearance, but instead used a disguise mask specially made by Xuanjiwei.

Qin Minghuang disguised herself as an old lady, Qin Zhaoyue and Chu Xinglan dressed up as ordinary-looking young women, and as for Jiang Wuya...

He didn't need to dress up deliberately. He just needed to tidy up his slightly sloppy appearance of the past few days and change into the coarse cloth clothes of an ordinary coachman. Anyone who saw him would think that he was an honest coachman.

Thus, a four-person team was formed, consisting of the old lady with her little daughter, a maidservant by her side, and a coachman driving the carriage.

Qin Zhaoyue originally thought that he would have to travel day and night to return to Fengjing, but unexpectedly, his mother said there was no need to rush.

Qin Minghuang has obtained the latest intelligence through the Xuanji Guard. The war in the northern border has temporarily come to an end, and everything is peaceful in Fengjing City.

Therefore, she decided to travel slowly north and understand the people's sentiments.

Not only that, he even ordered that the news of his recovery be suppressed and not be allowed to be reported back to the capital.

The excuse is that it is just a chance for the third princess, the fourth princess and others who stayed in the capital to gain more experience.

When the imperial carriage returns to the capital, with her now reborn and full of vitality, unless she voluntarily abdicates, it will be difficult for the other royal heirs to have the opportunity to access the power of regent again.

It must be said that old ginger is still wise, and the thoughts of an old mother are really... profound.

The intermittent voice of her heart inevitably reached Qin Minghuang's ears. Her fingers holding the curtain paused slightly, and she sighed softly in her heart.

This little six...

Qin Minghuang was a lively and energetic person by nature. When she was a girl, she loved riding horses and playing Cuju, and she also admired handsome men.

Otherwise, she would not have chosen six imperial husbands in succession, given birth to six children, and once joked about forming a Cuju team to lead herself.

However, a sudden palace coup pushed her to the throne of the emperor, and she was trapped within the palace walls for fourteen years.

After fourteen years of painstaking planning and careful planning, the farthest he could get out of his stress was to stay for a few days at the imperial estate outside Beijing.

The palaces left by the previous emperor had long been abandoned due to lack of money for maintenance. The national treasury had been empty since she ascended the throne, so there was no extra money to repair any palaces or gardens.

Therefore, now that the overall situation has been decided, Qin Minghuang was not in a hurry to return to the imperial city where she had been trapped for fourteen years.

Instead, he decided to take Xiaoliu and slowly return north, taking a good look at the land that he had devoted so much effort to protecting along the way.

The carriage traveled for half a day, and I looked out the window at the lively scene outside, which was different from the lively scene inside the palace walls.

She suddenly understood Xiaoliu's seemingly lazy but actually unwilling to be bound by anything.

He lowered the car curtain and looked back inside the car, watching Xiaoliu leaning against Chu Xinglan with a lazy look on his face.

The only official in charge of Ziwei Terrace, a transcendent and special figure in the palace, a dignified Second-Rank Grandmaster, was actually willingly serving as a pillow for his daughter. This scene… was truly a dream.

"Xiao Liu," Qin Minghuang collected his thoughts and asked, "What do you think of the battle that the boss fought in the northern border?"

Qin Zhaoyue leaned on Chu Xinglan without moving, only raised a thumb and said concisely:

"What else can I say? Great, absolutely fantastic!"

She had also taken a quick look at the battle reports from the northern border. Her elder sister, with only 2,000 light cavalry from the Fengling Camp, which had only been formed half a month ago, dared to charge directly at the 50,000 main forces of the Shuofeng Kingdom.

To be honest, Qin Zhaoyue felt terrified just by imagining that scene.

If it were her, she would definitely not do such a thing as risking her life to survive.

This trip to the Suzaku South Road seemed to be a solitary expedition, but in fact, they were very confident.

The three plates of heaven, earth and man have gathered together. The three of them working together are enough to compete with the masters who are close to the first-level realm, so naturally they dare to give it a try.

But the eldest sister only has a third-grade guard named "Liu Yan" by her side. He is good at speed but relatively mediocre in other aspects.

Under such conditions, two thousand against fifty thousand...it is hard to imagine the cruelty and determination involved.

Qin Minghuang saw the perfunctory tone in Xiaoliu's answer, but he didn't intend to let go of the topic easily, so he asked:

"Just the word 'awesome'?"

Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes quietly but still didn't get up.

"Isn't that amazing enough?"

[How about you try leading the troops yourself and see if you can achieve such a feat?]

Qin Minghuang did not get angry even though he heard Xiaoliu's blunt criticism.

She knew all the details of the battle of Zhenbei Pass.

At that time, the gate of the city wall was broken in an instant, strange phenomena occurred in the sky and the earth, and even huge cracks appeared in the main city gate. It should be the work of the sorcerer named Yan Wujiu.

If Zhao Qiong had not acted decisively and used herself and the Fengling Camp as bait to create a perfect opportunity for the Shen Ce Xuanjia Army to counterattack, Zhenbei Pass would have been in danger.

As Xiaoliu thought, even if she was there to direct the work herself, she might not be able to do better than her eldest daughter.

Qin Zhaoqiong is the best among all the royal heirs in terms of seizing opportunities in battle, having the courage to make decisions, and being brave enough to lead by example.

However……

"Don't play tricks on me," Qin Minghuang looked at her calmly, "Xiao Liu, you know that's not what I'm asking."

Qin Zhaoyue subconsciously shrank into Chu Xinglan's arms, hugged him tighter, and said vaguely:

"My daughter doesn't understand what the Queen Mother is saying."

Qin Minghuang didn't give her the chance to play dumb, and spoke with unquestionable authority:

"I command you to speak!"

[He just called himself "I", but now he is acting like "I".

She may look younger on the outside, but she's still that old mother inside, tsk...]

The light coming through the gap in the car curtain cast a subtle shadow on Qin Minghuang's suddenly tightened fist.

Since he was acting so majestically, what could Qin Zhaoyue do? He could only speak the truth.

She lazily adjusted her leaning posture, her voice a little careless.

"Eldest sister, you may be a qualified general this time, but you may not be suitable to be the commander-in-chief of the three armies..."

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