"Tell me, where is the mistress now?"
The middle-aged man was none other than Zhao Yanjiao, the Marquis of Zhenbei, who held a firm seat in Hecheng.
Yesterday, Pingliang Fort was invaded by the Di tribe, and the garrison stationed in the fort is now completely out of contact, prompting him to come to the pass in person to inquire about the matter.
Zhao Tinglei looked embarrassed: "What did Father say? I don't know..."
"Your armory has been exposed, and you still want to hide it?" Lord Zhao stared intently at him.
The migration of the Uda tribe was no small matter; how could he not know? Besides, Xiao San had come back in advance to say goodbye to him.
He just didn't expect that his mistress would go directly to the depths of the grasslands, and even...
The Di people who fled to Pingliang Fort were a nomadic tribe that had always lived outside Xiashi Pass.
Zhao Tinglei knew that his father had already seen through this matter. He pondered for a moment, then knelt down and said, "Father, if the Zhenbei Army wants to maintain its position in the court, the only way is to have the Emperor keep an eye on it and think about it every day."
As he said this, he suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with anger: "It is precisely because the Northwest has been peaceful for too long that the Tom, Dick, and Harry in the court have all jumped out and barked nonsense."
The tragedy of the Broken Gold was not originally the responsibility of the Zhenbei Army alone, but those incompetent officials hiding in the capital blamed the entire crime on my father.
Now that border fighting has reignited, what are those people going to say?
They could only rely on their father to defend Xiashi Pass, and military supplies and provisions had to be delivered immediately.
Zhao Yanjiao suddenly stood up and slapped Zhao Tinglei hard across the face, angrily saying, "So... you're using your mistress as a pawn to provoke trouble on the border? Do you know that doing this will harm him and the people on the border?"
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