Chapter 0099 True Feelings Revealed
There is a romantic saying that goes, "In the past, transportation was slow, letters were far away, and a lifetime was only enough to love one person."
Xiao Rong didn't know which literary youth said this. First of all, there was no such thing as loving only one person in ancient times. Look at Gongsun Yuan, his backyard is almost big enough to form a football team. Besides, the person who could say this must have a very worthless time, so he could only enjoy the so-called romance in the extremely slow correspondence.
Xiao Rong is a pragmatist, so it is normal for him to not like this sentence. But there is another person who does not like this sentence, and that is Song Suo, who has never experienced happiness since the Mid-Autumn Festival. …………
When the Buddhist disciple set out, Song Suo's cold had not yet healed. Although he no longer had a fever, his nose was red as if he had become a different person, and there was liquid in it that seemed to want to flow out.
Mi Jing saw his expression, which was full of confusion. He wanted to let Song Suo go back, but Song Suo refused. He insisted on seeing Mi Jing off. Later, Mi Jing heard him sniffing and mumbling quietly: "We have known each other for a long time, and I have to see you for the last time."
Mi Jing: “…”
The person in the palace who was least likely to argue with Song Shuo was Mi Jing, so even though he heard it, he pretended not to hear it. He turned around and mounted his horse. Soon he disappeared on the official road. Song Shuo put his hands in his pockets and watched him leave silently. No matter how rude the words he had just said were, at this moment he sincerely hoped that Mi Jing would be safe.
There is also Xiao Rong, Yu Shaoxie, Yu Shaocheng, and the king. …
He didn't want to always be the one who sent people away, and he didn't want to be in endless worry, only to be met with bad news one after another.
He is only twenty years old, and it is obvious that he is at an age that should make others worry about him. Why is the opposite happening now?
Song Shuo lowered his head dejectedly and turned back.
Today, when the Buddhist disciples have settled down in the military camp, Song Shuo's condition has worsened. ...
There was no way. Xiao Rong was pretending to be weak, while Song Suo was the real weak. His immunity was not good to begin with, and then he suffered blows one after another. Now his psychological pressure had soared to the critical point. It would be strange if he did not get sick. The sicker he got, the more anxious he became. He wanted to get better quickly and continue to preside over the overall situation in Chenliu City. However, the disease came like a mountain and went away like a thread. Now not only was Song Suo's nose red, but the entire triangle area was red.
Gao Xunzhi came to see him, and almost confused this sick man with the cunning Song Suo in the past. He sat next to him with a hard time explaining, and Gao Xunzhi couldn't help but say, "Now I understand why your grandmother named you Song Qianzheng."
Song Shuo: “…”
He asked unhappily, "Did Xiao Rong tell the Prime Minister? Humph, I'm asking for no reason. He must have told you!"
Gao Xunzhi was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Since you are not feeling well, you should take a good rest. There are many things to do in the city, but there are not many things to do either. The government has so many teachers. If you don't use them now, when will you use them? And those scholars that A Rong mentioned are still in the assessment period and need to be observed for a period of time. Since the situation is special, you can directly use those with good character. And the one called Zhao Yaozu and Zhao Guangzong, well, who cares what his name is, since A Rong has assigned him to you, you can use him."
At the end, Gao Xunzhi's words were full of complaints: "If you keep overworking yourself, and minor illnesses don't heal, and turn into serious ones, how am I going to explain this to A Rong in the future?"
Song Shuo shrank back into his chair and whispered, "I can also say this to the Prime Minister."
Gao Xunzhi: “…”
He laughed, but this laugh was mostly helpless: "You should worry more about yourself. I have lived to such an old age, and I have seen all kinds of storms. Now A Rong and the king are fine. In my opinion, the most dangerous days are over."
Song Suo frowned: "How can it be considered as the past? The mastermind is still at large, and the news of the king's injury has now spread throughout the world. Prime Minister, don't you realize that Chenliu is in imminent danger?"
Gao Xunzhi: “…”
He began to reflect on whether it was because there was no divination when the Zhenbei Army was named that the talented people attracted here were so fond of exaggeration, either bragging to themselves or to the enemy.
He was silent for a long time before he refuted: "The king left behind a hundred thousand soldiers to guard the north. Unless Nan Yong gathers all the forces that can be assembled, they will never be able to break into Chenliu City."
Song Suo asked again: "What if they attack other cities?"
For example, set out towards Chenliu and first harvest other places along the way from Jinling to Chenliu.
Gao Xunzhi looked at Song Suo and said two words: "No matter what."
Song Shuo's expression changed slightly.
The room was quiet for a while, and after a while, Gao Xunzhi's voice sounded again: "The other cities are not as important as Chenliu. When their parents have not been replaced, it is better to say that those cities are only temporarily under the rule of the king rather than that they belong to the king. They know the king, and the king knows them, but both sides have always been independent and non-interfering with each other. If there is spare capacity, I am willing to send troops to rescue them, but these 100,000 are left by the king for Chenliu, not for the entire north of the Huai River. If these 100,000 people are separated, I am afraid that neither side can be saved."
Song Shuo knew that Gao Xunzhi was right, but he was very anxious. He was so anxious that he wanted to pull out his hair: "No, I can't lose the city. I was given the task in a time of crisis. Xiao Rong chose me. I can't lose the city for the first time..."
So this is the crux of the reason why Song Shuo is unwilling to take a rest. He is afraid that once he takes a rest, things will start to go out of his control, and he doesn't want to disappoint Xiao Rong.
It was obvious that the enemy was stirring in the dark. The garrison still left in North Yangzhou said that Shen Yangrui was no longer in Huaiyin City, and no one knew where he had gone. It was not a festival at all, but a great general was suddenly summoned away. It was self-evident why.
However, the Yong Dynasty has always been like this. They would suddenly formulate some strategies, and then withdraw them at the last minute. Changing their orders every day was nothing. They even called back the army when it was about to reach the enemy's city after the army had set out.
In the past, Gao Xunzhi would criticize the Yong Dynasty people for being fickle and incapable of handling important tasks, but now Gao Xunzhi would sigh in his heart that they have so much money, and only with money can one play such pretentious things. …
Song Suo refused to listen, so Gao Xunzhi had to resort to force. He assigned Song Suo's official duties to others, and selected four good scholars who surrendered after the collection of essays, and asked them to come and help him. After all the miscellaneous duties were assigned, Song Suo and Gao Xunzhi were left with only important official duties, such as how to arrange the city defense and how to get information outside the city.
They did what they could, and if something unexpected happened, it would not be something they could prevent.
Xiao Rong actually shared Song Shuo's concerns, but he was not the one who had to bear the responsibility, so Xiao Rong was in a very good mood. ...
He thought similarly to Gao Xunzhi. As long as Chenliu was safe, the 100,000 men would be able to hold out until Qu Yunmie returned, so there was nothing to worry about.
Besides, he had already written a letter to the young emperor. Although the young emperor had little influence, he was at least the emperor. When Sun Renluan was wavering, the words of the emperor's nephew might very likely tip the balance in one direction. Sun Renluan was a smart man, and he would know that not attacking Chenliu was a wise choice.
At most he would focus on Chen Liu for a cup of tea, and then Xiao Rong would continue to think about his sneak attack plan.
Although Qu Yunmie was the first to propose this strategy, his version was too simple and crude. Sen Wan sorted it out, and after Xiao Rong's continuous improvements, it is now version 5.0, and it is not far from the public beta. …
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