He vaguely remembered some of what Wu Yi had said.
What did I write?
"Huh? You haven't forgotten everything, have you? Well, thank goodness I have a good memory, General."
Next, Wu Yi recounted the contents of Yan Qinghe's writing line by line.
"Anyway, it's pretty much the same, that's all the content."
Yan Qinghe clenched and unclenched his fist, and after a long while, he uttered a single sentence.
"Starting tomorrow, all lieutenant generals will be sent out on patrols, and you will go too."
Out of sight, out of mind.
He would like to go out on patrol himself; it wouldn't matter if he didn't come back for two months.
But I was also afraid of missing His Majesty's reply.
Will His Majesty reply to him?
That night, Yan Qinghe tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He felt embarrassed for a moment, realizing he had disrespected His Majesty.
He was soon consumed by self-blame. He was a great general, a man who protected his country and guarded a region. How could matters of personal feelings keep him up at night?
I can't do this!
So the next morning, Wu Yi went to deliver food to Yan Qinghe as usual, and received a message from the guard on duty.
"The general has gone out on patrol."
ah?
"Did the general say when he would return?"
"No."
Okay, okay.
Wu Yi felt that he could probably understand Yan Qinghe's feelings.
well.
That's His Majesty!
The general is fond of His Majesty.
Previously, almost no one else knew about this except myself.
But now, the lieutenant generals all know.
It can't be hidden anymore.
If His Majesty also likes the Grand General, that would be fine too.
But since His Majesty ascended the throne, five years have passed, and His Majesty doesn't seem to have anything special about the Grand General.
The general's admiration for His Majesty is like a mortal's longing for the bright moon.
Although the general was also excellent, good-looking, upright, and brave in battle.
but...
That's His Majesty!
Well, it's good for the General to go out for a walk and clear his head.
In any case, the general knows what he's doing and won't let it interfere with important matters.
It's such a coincidence.
He had been adhering to the principle of not wasting food, finishing the general's meal, when he received a letter from the capital shortly afterward.
One look at the sealing wax and you know it's His Majesty.
Wu Yi threw down his chopsticks, grabbed a water pouch, stuffed the letter into his pocket, and led a small group of men out of the barracks.
Military patrols follow fixed routes.
If Wu Yi follows the route, he will definitely catch up with Yan Qinghe.
Yan Qinghe had only been gone for half a day, but Wu Yi rode at full speed without rest, and by nightfall he still hadn't caught up with Yan Qinghe.
"Could it be that the General has gone to the Xia Kingdom?"
The man following him held up a telescope and searched around in the deep night, looking for any firelight on the vast Gobi Desert.
If there's a fire, it might be a patrol team.
Wu Yi shook his head. "The General knows what he's doing. If he goes to Xia, he will definitely tell you."
"Keep chasing!"
The group chased after Yan Qinghe's horse from night until dawn, and finally spotted it on the banks of the Yellow River.
Wu Yi called out, "Yun Teng, where is your master?"
Yun Teng is a crimson Akhal-Teke horse that Yan Qinghe personally raised.
It is said that there were two horses when they came to Daqing, and this is one of them.
Yun Teng, who was munching on hay with his head down, raised his neck and barked once before continuing to eat.
Wu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Yun Teng's condition proved that Yan Qinghe and his team were nearby.
Sure enough, a moment later, Yan Qinghe led his men down from a high point.
"General, we've finally found you."
"You walk so fast!"
"I chased after him for a whole day and night."
Wu Yi noticed that Yan Qinghe's expression was not good. He glanced at the people following Yan Qinghe and wondered if they had displeased the general.
But it doesn't look like it.
Looking at the surging Yellow River, Yan Qinghe said in a slightly heavy tone, "Spring has arrived, and after the Yellow River thaws, the water level has dropped."
He just led a group to check the water level on the high ground.
Yun Teng stayed here because his breed of horse was unable to climb such steep slopes.
Huh? Wu Yi was startled.
Normally, as the ice melts and spring rains fall, the water level will rise. If it rises too quickly, it will cause a spring flood.
Every spring, everyone is very careful, fearing any signs of spring.
If the water level rises, it is necessary to patrol the villages and towns along the way, and inspect and repair the dikes.
In severe cases, people may even be relocated.
What's even more frightening than the spring floods is the drop in water levels.
That represents drought.
According to historical records and experience, if the water level of the Yellow River drops in spring, it means that there will be drought in both spring and summer.
If it's during the flood season, it's fine; at worst, we can just relocate the residents.
The drought covers a wider area and lasts longer.
Yan Qinghe mounted his horse, spurred it, and commanded, "Return to camp."
This matter is extremely important; it must be sent back to the capital by express courier.
Upon returning to the barracks, he disregarded food and water, laid out paper and prepared ink to begin writing a letter, this time a military newspaper.
He also traveled by official road to write letters and deliver gifts to His Majesty, but the escorts were allowed to rest and were not replaced along the way.
As for military reports, each time a letter arrived at an official post station, it would be handed over to the next person, with three people forming a team, and the letters were sent back to the capital without stopping.
After sending the message, Yan Qinghe breathed a slight sigh of relief and rubbed his temples.
"Great...General, this is His Majesty's reply."
"You were in such a hurry just now, I couldn't get a word in edgewise."
Wu Yi carefully took the letter out of his pocket and placed it on the table.
Explain in advance why you didn't take out the letter immediately.
Yan Qinghe was taken aback, put down his teacup, and picked up the thin envelope.
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