Having said this, Mr. Zuo paused and bowed to Emperor Qi again.

"Right now, the Liao army is pressing down on the border, the Yanmen Pass defenders are engaged in a tense battle, and the people in the city are panic-stricken." Master Zuo said.

"The humble minister was brave and asked the emperor to order General Luo to escort the grain and grass to Yanmen Pass first. The 20,000 Shenwu Army was then ordered by the deputy general to rush to the rescue."

"Weichen's suggestion is based on two considerations,"

"First, food and grass are the key and are a strong guarantee for our soldiers. Especially in the north, it is so cold and freezing, and dripping water turns to ice. This food and grass is escorted by others, lest something goes wrong along the way,"

"General Luo is brave, good at fighting, and resourceful. If he personally escorts us, we can keep the journey safe and worry-free."

"Secondly, General Luo is the general in command, your majesty personally proclaims the Great General of the North,"

"Having him arrive at Yanmen Pass in advance will be a kind of comfort to the defenders of Yanmen Pass and the people in the city, and will make them feel at ease."

"Your Majesty, you win the hearts of the people and win the world. The same goes for this war. The people in the pass support you, so this war will also help us."

"Wei Chen has boldly made so many suggestions, all in order to defeat the enemy of Liao Dynasty in one fell swoop. If there is anything missing in what he said, I hope your majesty will tell you clearly!"

Master Zuo raised his hands, leaned down again, and bowed respectfully!

Emperor Qi thought for a moment, then waved his sleeves and said, "Luo Fengtang accepts the order!"

Luo Fengtang took a step forward, clasping his hands into fists: "The end will be here!"

Emperor Qi: "Order Luo Fengtang, General Luo, to escort the grain and grass first, followed by the army, and set off today without any mistakes."

Luo Fengtang: "Yes! The last general has given the order!"

…

"It's too much to bully someone. No wonder the man named Zuo in the court complimented you and recommended you. I thought I was overthinking it. It turns out that this bad idea is waiting here!"

In the carriage that accompanied Luo Fengtang back from the Ministry of War to bring troops and supplies, Mu Zichuan was so angry that his face turned pale.

"This man named Zuo, taking advantage of the fact that he is the Minister of War and has great power in his hands, deliberately gave you small shoes."

"For such important food and fodder, we actually ordered a thousand crooked melons and cracked jujubes to accompany you to escort it."

"Although I am a scholar and have never been a soldier, I have eyes and I can see at a glance that those thousand people are all bastards, old, weak, sick and disabled."

"It's hundreds of miles from the capital to Yanmen Pass. If a strong group of bandits were to happen on the way, these thousand people would not be able to fight back, and their food and grass would still be robbed!"

Mu Zichuan became angrier as he spoke, "I want to change my route and go to the palace to discuss this matter with His Majesty..."

He made a move to open the curtain of the carriage and get out, but a strong hand grabbed his arm.

It's Luo Fengtang.

Ever since he came out of the Ministry of War and got on the carriage, he had been squinting his eyes slightly, trying to relax.

Indeed, I was on the road all night last night, returning to the capital from Xishan, and now I feel a little sleepy.

"Zichuan, forget it, there's no need to go and see the saint." Luo Fengtang opened his eyes, looked at Mu Zichuan, and smiled faintly.

His eyes were filled with emotion and gratitude.

Although he and Mu Zichuan can be regarded as love rivals, Mu Zichuan is also an open-minded person.

When they were frying sugar grains, they were always looking out for each other, sharing the same hatred and hatred, and they were all on the same side as the second prince.

Luo Fengtang then said to Mu Zichuan: "If I go and tell the emperor, the emperor will think that I, Luo Fengtang, am not capable enough to get things done."

"Let's just say a thousand men and horses. Although these soldiers are accustomed to being scattered at first glance, it should still be possible to escort food and grass." He said.

More than just being free and undisciplined?

Compared with his own Luo Family Army and the Shenwu Army, those one thousand people are simply inferior to scum.

"But, Brother Fengtang, it's a long way to Yanmen Pass, and we have to pass through several dangerous places along the way."

"You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others."

"What I'm worried about is not just encountering bandits and bandits. These thousand people can't resist them."

"I'm also worried that the man named Zuo deliberately made things difficult for you halfway." Mu Zichuan said.

In the past few years, what I have seen, heard and seen in the officialdom has greatly refreshed Mu Zichuan's previous understanding.

He has seen too many tricks of overt and covert fighting and invisible means of killing people.

Here, Luo Fengtang glanced at Mu Zichuan and said, "Your thoughts are indeed very reasonable. You must be careful."

"but……"

"I remember Qing'er said something. She said that a real cook does not make delicious food by giving him the best ingredients."

"Rather, the most common and ordinary ingredients can be used in his hands to make unexpected dishes."

"So, I, Luo Fengtang, will accept all of this mission of escorting grain and fodder, as well as those one thousand brothers!" he said.

…

An hour later, the men, horses, and grain were loaded. Luo Fengtang led the men and horses out of the capital and headed north toward Yanmen Pass.

…

Ten days later in the morning, a carrier pigeon delivered Luo Fengtang's family letter to Yang Ruoqing.

"How is it? Did the letter say when you will get home?" Tuoba Xian was sitting aside, peeling eggs for Luo Baobao and Da Zhi.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's expression change a little, Tuoba Xian also had a little doubt on her face.

"What's wrong? What's going on in your heart?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mother, Tangyazi can't come back to celebrate the New Year this year. He took command and went on an expedition. He was named the General of the Northern Campaign and went to Yanmen Pass."

"Ah?" Tuoba Xian was surprised.

"Da Liao and Da Qi have officially declared war?" she asked.

"The thirty-year truce agreement has not yet arrived. How can we tear up the agreement?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Da Liao killed Da Qi and sent envoys. King Ling of Daliao led a large army to suppress the border. Now they are gathering at Yanmen Pass."

"Tang Yaozi volunteered to go on an expedition. When he sent this letter, he had already set off. He should be on his way to Yanmen Pass now," she said.

"Prince Ling?" Tuoba Xian murmured the name, and something strange flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, Prince Ling of Daliao, mother, do you know that person?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

He is also the commander of the enemy army that is about to confront Tang Yazi.

Tuoba Xian nodded, "Prince Ling is Tuoba Yu's adopted son. This Prince Ling is not a simple person."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows. She knew that Tuoba Yu was her mother-in-law's royal cousin, and he was also the Prince Yu who kidnapped the young emperor and usurped power.

It's just that this Prince Ling has never heard of this name.

"How extraordinary is it? I have never heard of it before when I went to Daliao." Yang Ruoqing said.

Tuoba Xian said: "This Prince Ling is about the same age as Feng Tang. He has been keeping a low profile since he was adopted by Desire."

"Later he was sent to a certain Mingzheng sect in Daqi to learn Kung Fu, but he has never returned to Daqi."

"It wasn't until five years ago, when I was planning to go south, that Prince Ling returned from his studies..."
Chapter completed!