In the elegant courtyard, Mo Wen bowed and said, "Your Highness and Your Highness, there is no trace of Gu Xiangjun in the Northwest."
Bai Chuxiao frowned. "Fine, he dared to enter Daxia so openly, he must have a backup plan. It's inconvenient for us to travel to other states right now, let's let him go for now."
Mo Yan continued, "General Song's Xuanjia Army is also waiting outside Dingzhou City."
Bai Chuxiao turned her head and smiled at the man beside her, "Luckily you gave the order early, otherwise these 150,000 troops probably wouldn't have been able to reach the Northwest so easily."
Chu Tianze said in a deep voice, "Judging from Chu Tianling's attitude, dealing with me is more important than dealing with Xiyue. Let's return to camp tomorrow."
Dingzhou City wasn't far from the border. Murong Yuan, Murong Xuan, Chu Tianze, and Bai Chuxiao returned to the main camp together...
Bai Chuxiao was no stranger to Yumen Pass. Over the years, she had spent a lot of time among the border troops, and small disturbances on the border were common. Many people in the Northwest Army had even fought alongside her... However, the current camp was divided into three major camps: the Northwest Army, the Imperial Army, and the Xuanjia Army...
Inside the main tent, Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao sat at the head of the table, with Murong Yuan, Murong Cheng, and three other young masters to their left, and Yu Fengyang, Cui Hao, and others to their right.
A rather burly middle-aged man in black armor strode in, cupped his hands, and said loudly, "Greetings, Your Highness, Your Highness, and Your Lordship."
Bai Chuxiao sized up the newcomer. It was Song Fei. Judging from his aura alone, he certainly lived up to his reputation as a general!
Murong Yuan smiled faintly, "General Song, you must have had a long journey."
Song Fei smiled and said, "What are you saying, Lord Marquis?"
He then nodded slightly to Murong Cheng before turning to Bai Chuxiao at the head of the table and saying, "It must have been arduous for the Princess Consort to fight her way out of the capital. What good are those Flying Cloud Cavalry under Cui's nose? The Princess Consort should send a message to me as soon as possible so that I, Old Song, can lead my men into the capital. How can we tolerate those bastards being so arrogant?"
Cui Hao touched his nose. "General Song, I'm afraid it will be too late to wait for you."
The Flying Cloud Cavalry excels at raids, and their arrival was perfectly timed. By the time they arrived with their main army, it would be too late.
Song Fei turned his head and laughed loudly, "So you're here, kid. You'd better give your Flying Cloud Cavalry a good talking to, and Young Master Yu isn't much better either. I heard he got quite a beating this time."
Yu Fengyang and Cui Hao exchanged glances, then helplessly shrugged. However, they were caught in a pincer movement by the Fuzhou garrison and Wei Baichuan's men. If the prince hadn't arrived with his troops in time, they would have truly been in deep trouble...
Bai Chuxiao smiled slightly. Song Fei's personality was quite straightforward, which suited her taste. "General Song, the situation is sudden, and the Xuanjia Army won't be able to reach the capital for a while."
Song Fei chuckled twice. Their lord was a brave and skilled warrior, so naturally they didn't want him to marry a delicate woman. The current princess was just to their liking! They naturally treated her with the same respect they showed their lord.
Chu Tianze said calmly, "Alright, have a seat."
"Yes," Song Fei replied, having heard the prince's words. He found a seat next to Yu Fengyang and sat down.
The group was about to discuss how to deal with the Western Yue reinforcements again when Xia Fan, dressed in black, hurriedly walked in.
"The palace has summoned all the vassal kings to the capital. The ministers of the princes will be arriving in the Northwest in a few days."
Bai Chuxiao raised an eyebrow, "Have the other princes made any moves?"
The northwest is a bit far; judging by their travel distance, the other princes should have received the news long ago.
Xia Fan bowed and said, "Prince Duan, Prince Kang, and Prince Ping have already traveled to the capital together, but Prince Xiang has not yet responded."
Song Fei immediately stood up, "Your Highness must not enter the capital..."
Bai Chuxiao sighed helplessly. This General Song was really impatient. "General Song, please calm down..."
Seeing the calm faces of everyone in the tent, Song Fei chuckled and sat back down...
Chu Tianze sneered, "Just going to the capital? There was no mention of sending anyone to replace the commander-in-chief or deputy commander?"
Xia Fan quickly added, "General Pang Kun of the three prefectures of Shuofu and Jin has been making a lot of moves lately... It seems he's waiting to enter the Northwest together..."
Song Fei slammed his fist on the table. "Outrageous! The Prince is working hard to guard the border, yet those people in the palace are taking advantage of the war between the two countries to play these underhanded tricks!"
Bai Chuxiao's eyes showed some seriousness. "Xia Fan, take your men to Zhenzhou and find out the movements of the garrison troops in the three prefectures and the imperial army..."
"yes"
After a moment of silence in the tent, Murong Yuan suddenly asked, "So, Your Highness intends to pledge allegiance to such an emperor?"
Everyone stared at him in surprise. The question was rather direct. The young masters of the Murong family couldn't help but frown. Had their grandfather been too ostentatious today...?
Murong Yuan stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Highness should know that those people in the palace will not let us go. I urge Your Highness to make a decision soon."
Bai Chuxiao looked down at Chu Tianze, who was struggling slightly. She knew very well that Tianze was only thinking about Xiyue now. They could withdraw from the Northwest and compete with Chu Tianling, but how many people in the imperial court could stop the King of Huainan of Xiyue...
If they hold out in the northwest without reinforcements, they risk being attacked from both sides, and the Prince of Yan's mansion and the Murong family will likely suffer the same fate as the old Duke of Dingguo's mansion in the north...
But she also knew very well that given Chu Tianze's background, their relationship with the imperial city was destined to be one of irreconcilable conflict. "Grandfather, what about Xiyue?"
Before Murong Yuan could speak, Chu Tianze said in a deep voice, "Let me think about this some more." Xiao Xiao understood his thoughts, which was why she asked the question, and he had been considering a foolproof plan...
Murong Yuan didn't say anything more. Someone had to put things out in the open eventually. He was just giving everyone a heads-up: the Great Xia could not belong to Chu Tianze, but it absolutely could not belong to Chu Tianling and Wei Junyan's lineage...
After dinner, Chu Tianze took Song Fei, Cui Hao, and Yu Fengyang to the Xuanjia Army camp, while Bai Chuxiao went to Murong Yuan's tent.
"Sister Xiao, is there something you also want to ask Grandfather?" Murong Che, Murong Xuan, and Murong Shuo walked towards them from in front of the tent.
Bai Chuxiao nodded with a smile, "Aren't my eldest brother, second brother, and third brother the same?"
"Come in, all of you," came Murong Yuan's voice from inside the tent.
The siblings looked at each other, then walked in together and bowed to the two people before the table.
"Maternal grandfather, eldest maternal uncle"
"Father, grandfather"
"Uncle, Grandfather"
Murong Yuan said calmly, "Alright, everyone, please sit down."
Murong Cheng raised an eyebrow, "You've come because of what happened this afternoon?"
Murong Che said slowly, "This matter shouldn't have been brought up by our Murong family."
Everyone in the capital was dissatisfied, but it was always inappropriate to openly discuss the rebellion. In the future, whether the rebellion succeeded or not, or whether the Western Yue people entered the pass, the Murong family, who had brought this matter to light, would be in a disadvantageous position...
Murong Yuan remained expressionless, simply looking at Bai Chuxiao, who was dressed in a white outfit, and asked, "What does Xiao'er think?"
Bai Chuxiao smiled slightly, "Grandfather, it still comes down to the same question: what should be done about the Xiyue people?"
She didn't share Murong Che's and the others' worries. After all, she had great faith in Chu Tianze's character, and Chu Tianze already had his own conclusion on the matter, which wouldn't be changed by the opinions of others...
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