906. Counting 8
"Brother Huang's decision is naturally justified. However, when I came back from Tianjiu Kingdom, I passed through Northern Xinjiang and saw that the Ji family army was trapped in an isolated city and had not yet been rescued, so they could only fight to the death."
Dongfang Wushang's neither serious nor serious tone floated in the air.
But the emperor's expression changed suddenly. He naturally understood what Dongfang Wushang meant. Based on the time of departure, Ji Yuan should receive support.
If he doesn't get it now, it means that Ji Yuan is in danger.
In recent years, he felt that Ji Yuan had great achievements and was a reckless man who sometimes was too ignorant of the importance, so he deliberately used Dongfang Lian to suppress his spirit and prevent him from monopolizing military power.
But he naturally doesn't want Ji Yuan to die, otherwise Dongfang Lian will become the next Ji Yuan, which will be a big trouble.
Letting these two people restrain each other is the best way to balance it, but now Dongfang Lian wants to drag Ji Yuan to death, and he has made a big mistake.
"I will send people to Northern Xinjiang immediately."
"I'm afraid it's too late. I passed by that day. General Ji Yuan opened the city gate and seemed to be preparing to fight to the death with the Muhai people. In such a situation where he was fighting alone, I'm afraid he has..."
Dongfang Wushang shook his head regretfully, the implication being obvious that Ji Yuan must be dead.
The emperor's face suddenly cast a gloomy look, he was annoyed but couldn't help it. Dongfang Lian was sent there by himself, so he couldn't blame anyone else.
"Even if General Ji Yuan dies, things in Northern Xinjiang will not be easy to deal with. I plan to send supervisory troops there."
The emperor immediately ordered several princes to be summoned. At least the princes would serve as supervisors, which could prevent Dongfang Lian from taking over his power.
After some deliberation, the final candidate was the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince accepted the order gladly and seemed quite happy.
The princes left. When the other princes saw how excited the eighth prince Dongfang Tuo was, they laughed: "Eighth brother, why are you so excited? Is it because you want to save your father-in-law?"
The eighth prince's face suddenly turned ugly and he was annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? That reckless man Ji Yuan is not my father-in-law."
"Haha, General Ji personally told you to marry his daughter back then. You must have forgotten that dark, ugly, vulgar girl. She almost became your princess."
When they mentioned this matter, Dongfang Tuo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Three years ago, when Ji Yuan came to Beijing to report on his duties, he also brought his concubine-loving daughter, 13-year-old Ji Hua, to the capital. This reckless man, who was a bodyguard, had saved his father who was on patrol incognito.
He rose to great heights. This man had some talent as a general, and his father also valued him. He had made many military exploits.
However, he never expected that this reckless man would be so arrogant. Relying on his military exploits, he actually wanted to marry the royal family and marry his dark and ugly concubine to the prince. It was simply a wishful thinking.
With his background and his daughter's foolish appearance, if a nobleman from the capital married her, it would be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
But this reckless man actually put his idea on his head, proposed marriage in front of the courtiers, and asked his father to grant the marriage.
He was so angry that he was half-dead, how could that vulgar girl be worthy of being his princess? Of course he refused, and he felt deeply insulted. So he humiliated Ji Yuan severely and refused sternly.
After that, the father and daughter became a joke in Beijing for a while, and finally returned to the border in despair.
"Don't mention that ugly girl again."
Chapter completed!