Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1339 Unwilling

"All the way from Dajing to Lincheng, there are soldiers from Miluo." Zhuge Yu went straight to the point. Fang Zilan was stunned. "Master Zhuge means that the people of Miluo want to take advantage of the wedding of the two countries and Dajing's relaxation of its guard..."

Zhuge Yu raised his hand and made a gesture to keep quiet. Fang Zilan understood and didn't say anything else, but her expression became a little colder.

"Miluo is ambitious, Princess Dejia will not have an easy life in the future. You..." Zhuge Yu paused, with a hint of concern in his eyes, "After marrying into the Zhongzheng Palace, you must be careful."

"Master Zhuge, you know who I am." Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, "Even if I marry into the Zhongzheng Palace, Fang Zilan is still Fang Zilan, and my body and heart will never be trapped within the wall."

"But..." Zhuge Yu opened his mouth and sighed, "This is a marriage after all. Whether it is against your will or with ulterior motives, you are in it and you can't break free."

Fang Zilan curled up the corners of her lips, but her smile was a little bitter. "Master Zhuge, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"I don't know." Zhuge Yu clenched his hands into fists, "But, I'm sorry."

He finally said these three words. It was not as difficult as he had imagined. But after saying them, he did not feel relieved at all. Instead, it was like an extra layer of shackles, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Lord Zhuge, I accept your apology." Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of her steadily. His lips were tightly pursed, and the struggle and sorrow in his eyes were clearly revealed.

"But A-Yu..." Fang Zilan paused as soon as she opened her mouth. After a long while, she said quietly, "As A-Yu, Sister Lan doesn't want to hear him say these three words."

Because once Zhuge Yu said sorry, all the affection between them - the bloody fighting in the north, the strategic planning in the west, and the firmness in the southeast, would be gone.

"Zhuge Yu is now the head of the Zhuge family." Zhuge Yu hardened his heart and said coldly, "Miss Fang San, please don't mention the name A-Yu in the future."

"Okay." Fang Zilan responded without hesitation: "I'm sorry for being abrupt."

What Fang Zilan didn't know was that Pei Ranqing was really ill during those days. Most of the people in the Pei family were not in good health, and Pei Xiaoze was already the best among them. So the documents she sent to the Ministry of Revenue for approval were not returned at the instruction of Pei Ranqing, but were returned on the initiative of the Minister of Revenue.

  As for why she did it so deliberately, it was very simple. Since the beginning of the new year, not to mention the people in the Ministry of Revenue, everyone in the court knew that the Empress Dowager disliked her. Moreover, the Empress Dowager was from the Pei family, so the Pei family didn't get along with her. So the Minister of Revenue was smart enough to do this, thinking that it would not give others a handle, but also make things difficult for her and vent the anger of the Pei family. Why not do it?

Unexpectedly, Pei Ranqing, who had just recovered from his illness, heard about this and went to the Ministry of Revenue to demand an explanation. In the words of Duke Ran, who had not been to the Ministry of Revenue for ten years, "Even if you have to destroy your family property to help the crisis, you must settle the debt in the southeast." Those who knew about it would be fine, but those who didn't would think that it was his Pei family ancestral hall that was destroyed in the southeast.

The Minister of Revenue was so frightened that he sorted out the accounts in the southeast overnight. As soon as the memorial of approval came out of the Imperial Study, the national treasury sent the silver to the southeast. Needless to say, this was so efficient that it was obvious that the people in the Ministry of Revenue had given advance notice.

However, this was not the end. Someone from the Su family got the news from nowhere and said something to Pei Ranqing. They also secretly communicated with Zhuge Yu and sent someone to send the silver to the southeast, directly bypassing King Rong'an, for fear that someone would embezzle a penny in the middle. The silver in the southeast was finally gathered together, and the military pay for the war on the border was really unaffordable. The Minister of Revenue was overwhelmed by the documents from the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Industry also came to join in the fun at this time, saying that there was a problem with the military workshop. The Minister of Revenue was put into boiling water and rolled around. Not only did he lose a layer of skin, but he also dared not to poke the Pei family, fearing that Pei Ranqing would go there in person again, which would really ruin his family.

There are many people involved in this, everyone has ulterior motives, and the relationships are complicated. As for how much Li Shengxuan knows and how much he has done, no one knows.

Fang Zilan didn't know the interests behind it, so she walked with ease. She led 3,000 soldiers from the camp outside the capital and rushed to Qiluo City in a mighty manner.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, Fang Zilan set out before dawn, which was completely different from the scene of thousands of people cheering and seeing him off during the expedition to the northern border. In the endless darkness, only the lanterns hanging high on the corners of the towers seemed particularly bright.

Li Shengxuan stood on the tower, not too far away, looking at the resolute figure, and suddenly remembered the first time he led troops to quell a rebellion. It was also on a summer night that the 15-year-old King Xiang left after counting the troops, without stopping for a moment.

At that time, his brother Emperor Ning Shun stood on the tower to see him off, and now he stood on the tower to see Fang Zilan off. More than ten years have passed, and Dajing has never been truly stable.

Yucheng King Li Qiyou, who was standing behind him, suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes widened, "Lord Fang is actually wearing armor, how strange."

Li Shengxuan pulled his thoughts back and asked, "Didn't she wear armor when she fought in battles before?"

"Never wear it." Li Qiyou recalled, "Before in the North, Lord Fang thought the armor was heavy and cumbersome, and often went into battle in riding clothes. If someone advised him not to, he would at most put on two pieces of iron to deal with it."

However, Fang Zilan, who was leading the troops at this time, behaved like a general who was used to wearing armor. How could he show any disgust?

Awan followed behind her and felt a chill down her spine when she saw her armor.

Fang Zilan thought himself the best in the world and never wore armor even when he was fighting in the dangerous northern border. Instead, during those days when he was guarding the northern border and had nothing to do, he asked his skilled master to tailor a set of armor for him and wore it for a long time.

At that time, everyone in the army felt strange. Fang Zilan, who never wore armor when fighting in battle, was actually walking around the camp in a suit of armor weighing dozens of kilograms in peacetime. However, the men in the army were not talkative people. Even if they felt strange, they would not say a word as long as it was not out of line.

Awan had asked this once, and Fang Zilan replied casually, "Adapt in advance." At that time, she praised him for being prepared for a rainy day, but she never took it seriously in her heart.

Until now, when she saw Fang Zilan put on the armor again, Awan felt a little more real fear in her heart. Even though she said Fang Zilan was scary, it was precisely because of this scary that she was reliable. She always said she was not afraid of death, wasn't it because she knew that as long as Fang Zilan was there, no one could hurt her?