Chapter 363: No one is seen
in the Regent Palace Yang Yanzhao ordered Cao Wei to lead the Feiyun Cavalry and the 2nd Army's 20,000 elite troops to the northeast to continue pursuing the remnants of the Wanyan tribe, while he led the main force to advance to the northwest. According to the secret order of His Royal Highness the Regent, while attacking and conquering scattered small tribes, he also spied on the military situation between the tribes in the northwest.
Two months later, a secret intelligence was sent back to the capital from the front line.
Regent Zhao Defang opened the secret report sent back by Yang Yanzhao with a solemn expression.
On the vast Mongolian Plateau, there are the rich and powerful Turkic Naiman tribe in the west, the Turkic Kerey tribe that has been entrenched for many years in the middle, the Shatuo Wanggu tribe in the south, the Merkit tribe, the Linzhong People tribe, and the Uighur tribe in the north, and the Tatar Tatar in the east.
The Mongolian tribe is in the central and eastern part of the grassland, and is divided into many small tribes. It is often bullied by the Tatar tribe and is not very strong.
After reading this secret report, the regent Zhao Defang fell into deep thought, and then a cunning smirk appeared at the corner of his lips. It seems that the opponent is still a weak chicken who has not yet shown his edge! If I don't kill you now, will I wait for you to become strong and become a powerful enemy before taking action?
"Yun Yi, I will write a secret order. You ask the messenger to take it back to Yang Yanzhao. Ask him to recall Cao Wei and bring the army back to Linhuang City for a temporary rest and replenishment of military supplies. I will personally lead the Fourth Army to join him and attack the many tribes on the Mongolian Plateau."
Yun Yi found some oranges and squeezed out the juice. He watched the prince write the secret order, took it, sealed it, put it in a bamboo basket, and went down to hand it to the messenger sent by Yang Yanzhao.
Three days later, on the day of the grand court, the civil and military officials found that only the little emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, but His Royal Highness the Regent Prince was nowhere to be seen.
The little emperor Zhao Wuji looked at the civil and military officials who were full of doubts and whispered to each other, and smiled in his heart, his little body straight.
"My dear ministers, the Regent uncle personally led the Moyun cavalry to the northern front to fight against the enemy the day before yesterday. You have something to report to the emperor, otherwise you can leave the court!" Zhao Wuji spoke in a long and steady voice to announce the news of his uncle's amazing move.
As he expected, the ministers were stunned at first, and then they were shocked. The only ones who could remain calm were a few important ministers in the inner cabinet who knew about this matter.
The twelve-year-old emperor Zhao Wuji still had a naughty childish heart. He smiled with his eyebrows curved, and tried hard to pull down the corners of his mouth, so as not to show too obviously his smug mood after seeing a joke.
Several important ministers in the inner court could not help but laugh. The young emperor repeatedly told them not to leak the news in advance, just to make a joke at the grand court meeting today. This was a playful act of the emperor who still had a childlike heart!
The young emperor Zhao Wuji raised his right hand with a dignified look on his face, and pressed it down like his uncle!
Sure enough, the noise gradually subsided...
The smile in the emperor's eyes deepened. I have learned this domineering and elegant move of my uncle vividly, and it is quite magical!
: "My dear ministers, although your uncle is the regent, he still disregards his own safety and the hard work of riding and leading the army to fight in all directions to expand the territory for the Song Dynasty. I and you are sitting back in this stable and prosperous capital and enjoying the fruits
of others' labor. I am really a little ashamed!" The Song Dynasty is yours, and it is you, the emperor, who is enjoying the fruits of others' labor! The civil and military officials secretly complained but dared not say a word, and could only lower their heads in shame.
The smile in the little emperor’s eyes deepened, “My uncle and the soldiers are fighting hard on the front line, and the stability of the rear is even more important. I hope that all of you, my dear ministers, will work harder, exhaust all your energy, and conscientiously manage all the complicated court affairs. Don’t hold back the army on the front line, and you can wait for the soldiers to return triumphantly with a clear conscience!”
“Your Majesty is wise!…”
“Your Majesty is wise!…”
The little emperor’s eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, “My dear ministers, if you have any political affairs to report, please report them as soon as possible and discuss them together!”
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Luo Li held her two-and-a-half-year-old daughter Xiao Hongdou, watching the dozen or so female generals of the Big Foot Women’s Legion conducting sand table military simulations. Yuli led the members of the "Wei Feng" team and watched and learned without blinking.
The Big Foot Women's Army Corps, with a total of 1,009 personnel, was set up as a staff department, three battalions, and nine companies. Pang Ying was the commander of the first battalion, and Mulan'er was the chief of the staff department. At this moment, the two of them each held a thin stick and stood in front of a wide sand table model, conducting an offensive and defensive battle between the blue army and the red army.
Mulan'er's blue army defended, Pang Ying's red army attacked, deployed troops, attacked and defended the city, the two armies clashed, the battle was fierce, and the atmosphere in the room was tense along with the mood of the two spectators. Not only the graceful "Wei Feng" team members were watching intently, but even the usually lively and naughty Xiao Hongdou, who was held by her mother, was staring at the sandbox without blinking.
Luo Li saw Mulan'er cunningly use a group of soldiers to lead Pang Ying's main force into a pocket formation, forgetting the rule of watching chess without saying a word, and couldn't help but smile and remind him: "Pang Ying, you got into the pocket!"
Pang Ying's tall and burly figure stood still, and he just replied in a muffled voice, "Captain, I saw it, but strength can overturn all conspiracies and tricks!"
Sure enough, the powerful Pang Ying rushed and broke through Mulan'er's pocket formation with his main force, broke a big hole in the pocket, and rushed over to kill the opponent's general camp.
Mulan quickly deployed troops and rearranged the next line of defense, and then mobilized the troops that had broken the pocket formation to chase after them.
In the end, Pang Ying paid a huge price and managed to wipe out Mulan's camp. The Red Army won!
The players from both sides standing around the sand table were talking excitedly, and were eager to find an opponent to start the second round.
Seeing her precious daughter staring at the sandbox in her arms, Luo Li whispered in her ear, "Little Red Bean, is it fun?"
"Fun!" Little Red Bean answered in a baby voice, then turned to look at her mother and asked, "Mom, Aunt Yanqi and Aunt Ruoying said that you taught them this sandbox game, but you can't beat them. Is that true?"
"Ah?...Ah!" Luo Li groaned awkwardly. As a mother, she couldn't lie to her child, so she had to answer honestly, "It's true. Although mother is very smart and can come up with this fun sandbox game, mother is not a handsome man who can lead troops to fight. Therefore, she can't beat them in this kind of game of two armies fighting each other."
Little Red Bean nodded in understanding, "I know. Mother is very good at other things, but she can't beat them in this. My father is a handsome man who can lead troops to fight. After he came back, he played for mother. This kind of sandbox game, they were all killed, their farts and urine were running out!"
Yang Yanqi grabbed Xiao Hongdou, lifted her up and looked carefully, "Oh my God! Xiao Hongdou, are you only two and a half years old? How did you come up with such a sharp and logical sentence?"
Xiao Hongdou, who was lifted up high, giggled and looked down at Aunt Yanqi's face below, "Aunt Yanqi, I am a genius! The Royal Grandmother and Grandmother said that I am the most beautiful and intelligent genius like my mother!"