Qiao Yunting went to see the prince with the written memorial.
Before the war, he must get rid of this giant Buddha first!
The prince was not surprised at all to see him coming.
This guy came to him every few days, and every time he said something insinuating that he should go back to Beijing as soon as possible.
This was the first time in his life that he realized that there would be a day when he would be so unpopular!
The prince looked at the memorial in his hand in silence, and finally realized that he had to leave this time!
After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Is Beirong going south again?"
Qiao Yunting nodded and said, "Well, this time it seems to be on a larger scale, and they are moving in full force. I am not sure whether Jiangcheng can still be defended. At present, the entire Shangjun has taken action and is preparing for war and famine. Success or failure depends on this one move!"
Your Highness, I ask you to report the situation in Jiangcheng to Your Majesty truthfully. And help me negotiate in the capital. Ask the Ministry of Revenue to deliver the food and grass as soon as possible! If the Ministry of War can add some more soldiers, it would be great!
"A Niang will not go back for the time being. She wants to protect Jiangcheng with me! As long as I am here, Jiangcheng will be here. If Jiangcheng is gone, I will have no face to live!"
Prince: Shouldn’t you say this to your father?
"Things haven't come to that point yet, there's no need to be so sad, cousin!"
"I have decided to stay with Jiangcheng and never let my mother see Jiangcheng fall into war again!"
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As soon as the prince left, Qiao Yunting began to make arrangements in full swing.
When he dealt with the Jiang family last time, he also pulled out a lot of spies and insiders. In order to prevent the city defense map from being leaked, he and his staff readjusted the defense overnight.
Qiao Yunting hasn't returned home for several days. Today he has some free time to go back and see what his mother and wife are busy with!
As soon as he arrived at the mansion, the manager told him that his wife and the children had gone to his mother's place.
He didn't even get off his horse, he just turned around and left!
After his mother came, his mansion almost became a temporary resting place.
When you can’t find a wife and children on weekdays, go to my mother’s house and you’ll definitely find them!
Especially his children, they wished they could stay with their mother every day. Once they returned home, they began to complain that the food at home was not as delicious as that at their mother's house, and the living quarters were not as comfortable as that at their mother's house!
Who doesn't know that? The key point is that my mother usually thinks he is an eyesore!
If he hangs around too much, his mother will look down on him and say that he is neglecting his duties and being idle. How can he have the nerve to take the people's rations and eat for free!
This old son of mine is becoming less and less prestigious in my eyes!
After entering the house, before seeing Qiao Xin, Qiao Yunting saw a few black-haired guys. They bared their teeth and called him "Daddy!"
He looked around. It wasn't his Silang, Wulang and Nannan. So which one else could it be?
"How did you guys become like this?"
"Grandma is cleaning the rocks in the back, and we helped each other so some of it got on us. We'll just have to wash it off soon. Dad, do you want to change your clothes and help?"
"OK!"
After changing into coarse linen clothes, Qiao Yunting took his children to the backyard.
At first glance, several black mountains are piled on the racecourse, occupying most of the venue.
A'niang was directing the servants in the mansion to throw all the stones into the stove.
What are they doing? Are they planning to move all the stones outside the city back into the mansion?
Qiao Yunting walked over curiously and asked, "Mother, what are you doing? Do you need my help?"
"No, just go do your thing, I'll try to make coke!"
Qiao Yunting hadn't realized the importance of the question yet, and asked foolishly, "Coal, are you talking about the kind of coke that Xiliang Kingdom gave to His Majesty? Do we have this in Dajing?"
Qiao Silang looked at his father speechlessly: "Dad, our Dajing has it. Isn't it recorded in "Martial Arts Anecdotes"? That's the book that grandma prepared for you!"
Qiao Yunting touched his nose awkwardly, feeling very guilty!
Since he took charge of Jiangcheng, he has never read any other books except military books. Many of the books that his mother prepared for him are now gathering dust on the bookshelf!
I'll have to review it carefully when I get back, otherwise I won't even be able to compare with my son. If this gets out, I'll be so embarrassed.
In order to save face, Qiao Yunting took the initiative to do the work.
"Mother, let me help you!"
"Okay, do you know how to do it?"
Qiao Xin handed him the shovel and asked.
Qiao Yunting took the shovel and looked around in confusion!
He really seems to not know!
After being hit successively by his mother and son, Qiao Yunting almost became autistic. Now he had lost all his temper and was obediently learning from his mother.
When you know that coke can be used to smelt iron, the weapons made from it can cut iron like mud.
Qiao Yunting's eyes turned red!
Oh my god, this is really like sending a pillow when he is sleepy. He was worrying about how to repair his weapons, and his mother came up with a solution for him!
When Qiao Xin took out two daggers and handed them to him for observation, Qiao Yunting clearly noticed the difference.
"This dagger is made with coke as fuel, but this one is not. You can feel the obvious difference when you chop it against another one!"
Qiao Yunting couldn't wait to touch it with his hands, and with a "clang" sound, the old-fashioned dagger broke!
Qiao Yunting was stunned at the scene, but he felt aggrieved for no reason. "Why didn't you tell your son earlier if you had such a good idea?"
Oh wow, you are still feeling wronged, Qiao Xin rolled her eyes and got angry!
She said angrily: "Who said I didn't tell you that if you had read the book I had someone send you a few years ago carefully, you wouldn't have said such nonsense!
You don't study yourself, but blame the teacher for not teaching you well. You are really promising!"
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