War in winter?
When Feng Shi heard this news, he almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had heard wrongly.
He asked Feng Jin in private, "It's the middle of winter now, and the New Year is approaching. It's a bit …"
Feng Gui swallowed the words he was about to say, but Feng Jin already understood what his elder brother was trying to convey.
Feng Jin heaved a long sigh and said helplessly, "The Emperor has issued an edict for the world to come to his aid. My lord, as a subject, naturally can't disobey the edict. But if we obey the order to rescue the Emperor, all of the lord's previous efforts will be wasted. If we don't get rid of the Red Lotus Group, it will be difficult for the people of Wanzhou to live in peace. In order to get the best of both worlds, we have no choice but to start the war now. We want to end the war as soon as possible and send troops to Chenzhou to respond to the imperial edict. "
Even in front of his elder brother, Feng Jin still managed to put on a good show.
Jiang Pengji chose to start the war in winter not for her own selfish desires, nor was it to expand her territory. She did it for the good of the people of Wanzhou. She had a sincere patriotic heart. She was an important, good, and virtuous minister that was hard to find in Dongqing!
As for the truth, well, it was fine as long as the brothers knew it in their hearts.
Feng Gui's lips curled into a faint smile, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "Rescue the Emperor …"
For the royal family of Dongqing, regardless of whether they succeeded or failed, the final outcome could not change the fact that they were about to perish.
How could a dynasty that was rotten to the core continue?
It was unknown whether this rescue would allow the royal family to struggle at death's door or hasten their death?
Feng Jin furrowed his brows with a thoughtful look on his face. "My lord had no other choice this time. If not for the interference of the 'rescue mission', my lord would have followed the plan to recover Chengde County after the spring ploughing. Now, I can only bring the time forward and give it a try. "
Feng Gull lowered his gaze for a moment before he probed, "Huaiyu, how confident is Liu Lanting in this battle?"
If she won, Jiang Pengji, whose power had expanded once again, would be able to deal with the local aristocrats in Shangyang County and completely control Wanzhou.
If she lost, then the local gentry clans of Shangyang County would probably cause her some trouble.
People strive for higher places, and water flows to lower places.
The noble families could last for hundreds or even thousands of years not only because of their good family traditions, but also because they had to make precise "investments" and "pick sides".
If the gentry could not see the future, Jiang Pengji would have to be careful of the knives in the dark.
"I don't dare to say 100%, but at least 90%." Feng Jin flicked his sleeve with one hand and brewed tea with the other. The two brothers sat opposite each other in front of the window, brewing tea and wine as they talked about political affairs. "Although this incident happened suddenly, the Lord has always liked to make early preparations. This year's autumn harvest was pretty good, and the granary was already full of food. The army's provisions were plentiful, the horses were strong and healthy, and the soldiers were well-trained, so their resistance to the cold was extremely strong. In comparison, the Red Lotus Group is a motley crew that can't even be shown in public. With such a great disparity, as long as my lord doesn't destroy the city walls, we will definitely win. "
When Feng Gui heard the first sentence, he secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.
Even if he was the reincarnation of the God of War, he wouldn't dare to say that his chances of winning a battle were that high. After all, a battle was about the right time, the right place, and the right people.
After listening to Feng Jin's analysis, Feng Gui could vaguely understand where his confidence came from.
"Looks like I've underestimated Liu Lanting …"
Feng Gui and Feng Jin sat facing each other, sipping their tea. The tea burner beside them was boiling, emitting white steam.
The two of them were silent for a while.
Feng Jin broke the tense atmosphere.
"This time, many heroes of Dongqing will definitely be gathered for the rescue of the emperor. Brother, do you want to go and join in the fun?"
Nansheng had been destroyed, Dongqing was nearing its end, and Zhongzhao was beginning to decline. The remaining Beiyuan and Xichang were also in chaos. The entire world had already been embroiled in the whirlpool of war. Unless a wise ruler unified the world, the chaos of the Sixteen Kingdoms would inevitably return.
If the Feng family wanted to continue for thousands of generations, they had to get past this hurdle and fight for the throne.
There were millennium-old aristocratic families in the world, but there was no millennium-old royal family. The Feng family had no interest in that position and continued to follow the path of support.
As a Zongzi, whether he was willing or not, Feng Gui had to choose someone with potential to be his lord.
Now that the rescue of the emperor was being carried out, all the famous heroes would be gathered in one place. Why wouldn't Feng Gui go and join in the fun?
Feng Gui's eyes carried a hint of coldness. His tone was calm as he said, "Looking at the situation in Dongqing, there are only a few forces that can barely catch my eye. Among them, the biggest is Liu She and his son. The rest of the small fries either have high ambitions but low abilities, or are unlucky and have weak foundations. At most, they can stir up trouble in their own territory … In my opinion, it will be difficult for them to achieve great things. It doesn't matter if I go or not. "
There was a saying, "Don't look for a boyfriend in a rubbish heap."
If it were Feng Gui, he would also refuse to choose a wise lord from a group of small fries.
To put it more bluntly, apart from a few specific forces, the rest were not presentable. There was no need for Feng Gui to even consider them.
The world was so big, why was there a need to restrict the candidate to a small Dongqing?
Feng Jin agreed with his elder brother's words.
In this era, wars could not be fought on a whim. The preparations before a war were very complicated.
Jiang Pengji sent the order to Fengyi County and got her informant to secretly contact An Cui to ask him about the progress on his side.
She thought that they could rest during the New Year, but they were still too young.
When Qiguan Rang and the others received the news, they all thought that they had not slept enough that morning and were hallucinating.
Xu Ke and the others passed the letter around. Jiang Pengji explained very clearly in the letter that they had to fight this war even if they did not want to.
Yang Si curled his lips. "How troublesome."
Who would go to war during the New Year?
Xu Ke knew that Yang Si had been in a bad temper recently. Who asked the government affairs of Chengan District to be placed on Yang Si's shoulders?
The kitchen provided four to five meals a day, but the fat that Yang Si had just gained was still visibly thinning out. They were busy, busy, busy!
Qiguan Rang said, "Let's discuss this with the officers first. We have to confirm the soldiers who will go to war as soon as possible."
Xu Ke was in charge of the logistics. The rations and fodder needed for the war had already been supplied. He was basically in charge of everything.
From the letter that Jiang Pengji sent, she was not asking for their opinions. She was only informing them of a fact.
As a capable general, all they could do now was to do their best to prepare for the war.
Yang Si let out a long sigh and secretly rolled his eyes.
Qiguan Rang and Xu Ke were busy preparing for war. This meant that more than half of the government affairs of Fengyi County would be piled on his shoulders.
This was going to exhaust him to death.
"Sacrificing my life for a meal, your master is really stupid …"
Yang Si rolled his dead fish eyes. The official documents on the table were already piled high, casting a shadow that could envelop his entire body.
The page boy had been captured by Yang Si to be an able-bodied man. From the beginning, he stumbled and became adept at government affairs now. Who could understand the hardships he had gone through?
He laboriously carried a large pile of bamboo slips over and placed them beside the table with a clang. He supported himself against the pile of bamboo slips and panted.
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