"Noble Consort Liu, that bitch!" Mo Jingli cursed angrily. Outsiders thought that Noble Consort Liu had been burned to death in the fire, but those who knew the truth knew what had happened. In order to escape, Noble Consort Liu didn't hesitate to kill her own daughter. She was truly vicious. However, Mo Jingli searched the entire outside of the country, but he still couldn't find any trace of Noble Consort Liu. In a fit of rage, Mo Jingli threw the entire Liu family into prison, but after several months of interrogation, he still didn't get any information.
The Empress Dowager sighed and looked at Mo Jingli, "Aijia heard that after Prince Ding took down the Emperor Of Xiling, he has already returned to Li City?"
Mo Jingli sneered and said, "Imperial mother's information is indeed well-informed, but … this doesn't need imperial mother's concern. The harem … cannot interfere in politics! "
"You!" The Empress Dowager's face darkened. Her anger was stuck in her chest, and her face couldn't help but turn red and blue. Her finger that was pointing at Mo Jingli kept trembling, but she couldn't say a word. On the side, Madame Li came back to her senses. Fortunately, she was used to serving the Empress Dowager, so she quickly went forward to help the Empress Dowager breathe. After a long while, the Empress Dowager came back to her senses, but she had already left with Mo Jingli.
"Imperial mother …" Madame Li held a cup of ginseng tea and called out timidly.
The Empress Dowager waved her hand, and the furnishings on the table fell to the ground. She cried with tears running down her face, "What sin did Aijia commit to give birth to these two unfilial sons …"
Mo Jingli, who had already stepped out of the palace, heard the crying from inside, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face. The so-called mother-son relationship had long been wiped clean in these years. In Mo Jingli's heart, his biological mother wasn't even as important as taking care of his aunt, Consort Xianzhao. Therefore, after moving south, Mo Jingli didn't hesitate to also make Consort Xianzhao the Empress Dowager. This also caused the Empress Dowager to have a grudge against her cousin who had supported her all her life. The relationship between the two was no longer as good as before.
Strolling along the winding corridors of the palace, Mo Jingli temporarily put aside the matter of his son and thought back to what had happened in the great hall. Thinking of the rising expectations in the eyes of those ministers and the gradually dimming eyes, he couldn't help but smile even colder. Or did he have expectations for Mo Xiuyao? How foolish. He sat on the rich land of Jiangnan, why would he fight with those people? He only needed to guard the Yun Lan River and manage Jiangnan well, enriching the people and strengthening the soldiers. Let Mo Xiuyao fight it out with the Northern Territory and the Western Hill barbarians. Mo Xiuyao could win against one or two families, but how could he win against three? When both sides were injured, he would take advantage of the situation to reclaim the mountains and rivers. Who dared to say that Mo Jingli wasn't the master of resurgence?
At this time, Leng Haoyu, who had retreated to the Chu capital because of the loss of Zijing Pass and planned to take his old father back to the northwest to see his son, had his face fall when he saw the letter that Wei Lin had personally delivered. He looked helplessly at Wei Lin and said, "Little Wei, can't you come two days later? I'm already preparing to leave for the northwest. " Wei Lin looked at him with a smile and said, "Master Qingchen means that even if you reach the gates of Feihong Pass, you will have to return the way you came."
Leng Haoyu snorted softly but knew that he was speaking the truth. He waved the letter in his hand and asked, "Why did Master Qingchen have you personally send me off? Isn't this a waste of talent?" Although Wei Lin was only Princess Ding's personal bodyguard, everyone in the Prince Ding Mansion knew that the princess had never used Zhuo Jing, Lin Han, and Wei Lin as bodyguards. Moreover, their abilities were far from what mere bodyguards could compare to. If they were released to do things, their status wouldn't be much lower than Leng Haoyu's. Therefore, even Feng San and Leng Haoyu, who were Mo Xiuyao's old confidants, had always treated Wei Lin and the others as equals.
Wei Lin said seriously, "Master Qingchen means for this subordinate to help General Leng defend the Chu capital with Second Young Master Leng."
Sitting at the side, Lenghuai was stunned. Ever since Lenghuai was brought back to the Chu capital by Leng Haoyu and saw the current situation of the Chu capital, Lenghuai was already a little disheartened. But even so, Lenghuai didn't want to give up on the Chu capital and flee in panic like a deserter. But this son, who had never been valued since he was young, showed unprecedented fierceness and methods, not giving Lenghuai any chance to choose. But he didn't expect the situation to take a turn before he left. Although Lenghuai was happy, he was still a little worried. What if Leng Haoyu fell into this and couldn't escape? As a subject and general of the Da Chu State, his death was not to be regretted, but he didn't want his son to be buried with him.
"Master Wei, will His Highness Prince Ding send reinforcements?" Lenghuai asked.
Wei Lin frowned slightly and said, "When this subordinate left the northwest, the Prince was still in Xi Ling and hadn't returned. Outside the Feihong Pass, there were hundreds of thousands of Northern Militant Army and Xiling Army eyeing covetously. However, as early as a few years ago, the Princess had arranged an ambush in the territory of the Great Chu, and General Murong Shen had also received a letter from Young Master Qingchen. He would temporarily give up the confrontation with Lei Zhenting and continue to lead his troops north. Master Qingchen hopes that the Chu capital can hold on for at least three months. "
"Three months …" Lenghuai frowned slightly. It wasn't that he didn't know the difficulties of the Mohist army at this time, but the Chu capital wasn't having an easy time either. When Mo Jingli went south, he took most of the troops with him. Now, only the remnants of the defeated Northern Militant Army and the Northern Frontier and some troops left behind to defend the city were left in the Chu capital. The old subordinates of the nosy Duke Hua only had about two hundred thousand people. The morale of the defeated soldiers from the front line was extremely low. Now that the army was at the city gates, the morale of the entire army and the people in the city was also low. Not to mention three months, Lenghuai was worried about whether the city could hold on for a month.
"Three months is no problem. If the Chu capital can't hold on for three months, this old man will die to appease the world on the day the city falls!" A somewhat old but still loud voice came from outside the door. Everyone looked back and found that it was Duke Hua with white hair and beard. Although he was already seventy years old, Duke Hua still wore armor and a battle robe. He walked in majestically, vaguely showing the boldness and heroism that he had when he was on the battlefield.
Everyone hurriedly got up and said, "Old Duke, Great Elder Princess." Beside Duke Hua was Great Elder Princess Fuxi, who also had snow-white hair, and Great Elder Princess Zhaoyang was supporting Great Elder Princess. Behind them were a boy and a girl about twelve or thirteen years old. The girl lowered her head, but it still couldn't hide the scar on half of her face. They were Princess Zhenning and Prince Mo Xiaoyun, who were born by Concubine Liu. Mo Jingli left with many princes, princesses and relatives of the royal family. For some reason, this pair of siblings stayed with Great Elder Princess Fuxi.
Duke Hua looked at Lenghuai and Leng Haoyu for a while before asking, "Will Prince Ding really send troops to rescue the Chu capital?"
Leng Haoyu slightly restrained his expression, and a foppish smile appeared on his lips. He said, "Old Duke, aren't you making things difficult for me? I've been in Da Chu State all the time, and I've only been to the northwest a few times. How can I know what Prince means? What's more, Prince is still far away in West-Hill, and it's Young Master Qingchen's idea to help defend the city. "Therefore, no one knew what Prince Ding was planning to do. Although Young Master Qingchen was a man of his word in the northwest, he was not Prince Ding after all, so he couldn't make any promises to Duke Hua on behalf of Prince Ding.
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