When Song Xiangrui said this, he could already sit down and chat with Gu Chen calmly.

Gu Chen admired Song Xiangrui as a true hero for the country and the people, and did not come to be a false alarm with him. He said seriously: "From the current situation, something must have happened in Yangcheng. The first step is that the general needs to write a letter to the prince and ask the reason why the court does not send food and grass. If the prince is not clear, let the prince investigate. The queen will definitely help the prince. However, the general doesn't have to say so clearly. It just so happens that the food and grass on my side can last for a period of time, which is enough.

If the prince can find the cause and solve the problem, the general's problem will be solved easily. If the prince cannot solve it or even knows why, then we can only go the last path."

Speaking of this, Gu Chen sighed, Song Xiangrui's heart skipped a beat and he became nervous inexplicably, "What's the solution?"

Gu Chen looked at Song Xiangrui deeply and said in a deep voice: "At the same time, I wrote to the prince and all the aristocratic families, asking them to help and raise food and grass. Of course, the emperor must also know about this matter. It is said that the general will not accept foreign military orders. No matter whether the emperor is happy or not, he cannot say a word of no. When he wins this battle, he will accompany the general back to Yangcheng to apologize.

At that time, even if the emperor is unhappy or resentful, he will not be able to treat the general openly. We will follow the trend and hand over the military power, or even propose to resign and return home, and retreat as an advance. In this way, the emperor will not treat the general even more, and even secretly will not stumbling on you.

Of course, it would be nice if the general really wants to resign from his post and return home. It is said that being with the king is like being with a tiger, let alone being the emperor who is increasingly unthinkable. If you really resign from his post and return home, you will be considered a retreat without losing your life. For the Crown Princess, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. With the Crown Princess, you don’t have to worry about the future of your children and grandchildren.”

Gu Chen's words made Song Xiangrui stunned, "No...no, I want to ask you what to do? Why did I resign and return home?"

He is still young and strong, strong, and why did he resign from his post? Even if he really becomes the emperor as Gu Chen said.

Song Xiangrui was sure of this and did not even think about resigning. He pondered: "We won't mention whether to resign or not, but you are right. If there is no news from the prince, I really have to find a way myself. I would like to thank the head of the Liu family for his generous donation this time. When our troops return to the court, I will report your achievements to the emperor."

Seeing that Song Xiangrui had completely misinterpreted his meaning, Gu Chen twitched his eyelids and stopped talking.

On that day, Song Xiangrui sent a letter to Murong Yan and Feige, hoping that good news would be heard from Yangcheng.

And Murong Yan, who was worried about by him, is not having a good time now.

In the cold and cold night, the East Palace was still brightly lit.

Murong Yan was writing in the study room. The eunuch Chen, the close eunuch, came over to ask several times. Seeing that Murong Yan had no intention of going to bed at all, he sighed and retreated silently. The little eunuch at the same room door whispered: "Go to report to the princess, and I will say that the prince will not go back to the room to bed tonight."

The little eunuch nodded respectfully and rushed into the dark night quickly.

Eunuch Chen turned around and glanced at the silent study room, guarding outside instead of the little eunuch.

Song Tingting was about to send the palace maid to ask about the situation, but she didn't expect that the little eunuch would come to pass the message first.

The personal palace maid Rulan complained with heartache: "Crown Princess, why don't the prince come back to bed? Why don't I go and ask for help?"

Song Tingting shook her head without thinking, "No need, the prince must be busy with business if he didn't come back. I can't help him. All I can do is not disturb him."

"Crown Princess~" Rulan wanted to persuade her again, but Song Tingting no longer wanted to listen. Her mind was drifting away, and there were wrinkles between her eyebrows.

The atmosphere in the palace has been a little wrong a few months ago. The emperor always asked the treasury for money from time to time. It was of all kinds of use and had everything. The Minister of Revenue did not dare to refuse, so he could only pay according to the emperor's wishes, so that the border food and grass were in short supply. The prince had been worried about this before, and could not say that his father was not right, so he could only do it in a hurry.

The emperor was also a talented person. He actually handed over the review of memorials to him when the prince was in a hurry. In this way, the prince couldn't even care about the border affairs.

Song Tingting was worried that Song Xiangrui would come to the palace to see the queen mother and the queen, and vaguely mentioned the shortage of food and grass in the border area. However, the queen mother and the queen did not give her an accurate answer, and even told her not to enter the palace without any trouble. What was wrong?

The more Song Tingting thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, but she had no power. Even if she really noticed the problem, she could not find someone to help. She was even more afraid to tell Chai about these things, so as not to worry with her.

"Oh! It would be great if Ayue was there. With her intelligence and talent, she would definitely be able to help me with some ideas!" Song Tingting sighed, looked at the sky outside the window, and was going to stay alone in the empty room tonight.

Song Tingting didn't sleep well this time, as if she had dreamed of something terrible and was woken up before dawn.

Murong Yan asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Song Tingting, who came to her senses, looked at Murong Yan in surprise, plunged into his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "I thought you wouldn't come back to bed again tonight!"

Murong Yan felt guilty and hugged Song Tingting tightly, comforted her docilely: "Be good, after I've been busy for a while, will I sleep with you on time every day?"

"How long will it take?" Song Tingting looked up pitifully at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan frowned. Obviously he didn't know how long it would take. He sighed and said helplessly: "Tingting, you know the situation here. My father asked me to review the memorials for no reason, which caused dissatisfaction among many court officials. My mother said that at this time I must be careful in my words and actions, and I must also read every memorial carefully, so that there will be no mistakes.

My mother attaches great importance to this matter. In addition, I cannot handle it carelessly for our future, so I can only temporarily give you a grievance."

To be honest, Murong Yan has not yet figured out what Murong Xiaotian's move is intended. He said he trusted him to train him, but Murong Xiaotian let the ministers question him in the morning court, without any intention of resolutely resolute him. But it would be even more unreasonable to say that he did not trust him. This memorial cannot be read by any prince.

Thinking of this hot potato, Murong Yan felt extremely headache. He thought that when the late emperor was alive, he had never tried his best tossed his son so much, so why is it so different when he arrived at him?
Chapter completed!