At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 50 Xiao Han’s Bad Idea
"Get up."

Xiao Han shook his head and sat down: "It's not your fault. Nie Si Niang came too suddenly, even I didn't expect it."

"You are responsible for cleaning up Xiaoyue's matter. Did you leave any clues?"

He spoke in a deep voice.

"No."

Ruoyan shook her head: "Everyone was dealt with by Luowang."

"But Nie Si Niang is very sure that Xiao Yue'er is in my hands."

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows: "Ruoyan, how do you explain it?"

"There's only one possibility."

Ruoyan said: "There is a pair of eyes that have been hiding in the darkness and staring at you, Master. It was these eyes that revealed the news to Nie Si Niang."

"Who do you think it might be?"

He narrowed his eyes.

"Northern Wei, Jizhou, mixed Hu, or the imperial court."

"It's all possible."

Ruoyan: "Give me a month, and I will definitely be able to find these eyes."

"can."

Xiao Han nodded.

"There's another news."

Ruoyan said, "A few days ago, Xie Xuanli sent people to Jiangnan."

"understood."

He waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and find these eyes as soon as possible, otherwise I will feel very uncomfortable."

"promise."

If the smoke retreats.

inside the room.

The candlelight was bright, swaying in the evening breeze, casting a vague shadow.

"My Lord, are you going to settle in Jiangnan so soon?"

Xiao Han muttered to himself: "Unfortunately, this move of yours is a waste of chess."

He wanted to marry Xie Wan'er to Jiangnan and form an alliance with a Jiangnan family.

Unfortunately, none of those noble families are simple.

Even under the pressure of the fierce power of the Marquis of Zhenbei, he reluctantly agreed.

I'm afraid that after marrying her, Xie Wan'er will have to follow some family rules to show her loyalty to the court.

In a word, Xie Wan'er's life will not be easy if she marries to Jiangnan.

of course.

He didn't care about the future of the eldest daughter of Zhenbei Hou.

Xiao Han now only cares about when the weapons that Xie Xuanli promised to him will be delivered.

almost.

He sent people to Jizhou to urge them every few days.

"Miaoyu, has Jizhou replied?"

As April approaches, the weather becomes warmer.

The entire mansion is filled with rich green and rippling mist.

At noon, after dinner, Xiao Han saw the scouts entering the mansion, so he went around to the study.

"No."

Miaoyu, who was processing official documents, said without even looking up: "The people we sent out haven't come back yet."

"Sir, I think Jizhou is most likely unwilling to send the remaining weapons over."

She shook her head.

"You have to give it even if you don't want to."

Xiao Han curled his lips and said, "I, your son, have fought for the Marquis of Zhenbei for more than ten years and even handed over the Yuyang Prefecture Army. If you dare to stand me up, this matter is not over yet."

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."

Miaoyu said, "I talked to the Arms Department a few days ago and asked them to find more people and increase the production of weapons."

"Although our lives are a little tight right now, the situation will naturally improve over the next two years."

"Continue to send people to Jizhou to urge them."

He looked unhappy: "If one time every three days is not enough, then three times a day. If I'm not happy, then no one else can be happy either."

……

Jizhou.

Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was drinking tea when a guard suddenly reported: "My Lord, the messenger from Xiliang is here again."

"This boy."

Xie Xuanli didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"My Lord, do you want to summon me?"

The guard asked cautiously.

The main reason is that there have been too many messengers coming from Xiliang recently.

Originally I came here once every half a month, but gradually it became once every three to five days.

recent.

Messengers from Xiliang arrived in Jizhou every day.

Say nothing.

They need money, food, horses, and weapons.

"See you for nothing." Xie Xuanli frowned, "No, no, no, no, just say that I'm not feeling well."

“They’re not leaving.”

The guard was helpless: "They stay at the gate of the mansion all day long, and they are ferocious. They rely on their status as veteran soldiers of the Yuyang Prefecture Army. We yell at them and chase them away several times, but they come back after a while."

"Like a scabby dog."

“I can’t get rid of it.”

"It must have been that little bastard Xiao Han's idea."

Xie Xuanli rubbed his eyebrows.

"Go down first."

The Zhenbei Marquis waved his hand and said, "Let me have some peace and quiet."

"My Lord, this batch of weapons cannot be given to you."

Military Advisor Yuan Hong stepped into the hall and said, "If you give more, it will become too big to be removed."

"Then give me some advice."

Xie Xuanli blew his beard and glared: "Now those old soldiers of Yuyang Prefecture are outside the door, and they can't be driven away. Besides, I promised it myself."

"Beat them with sticks."

Yuan Hong spoke.

"If you drive them out today, they will dare to go to the old soldiers' camp to complain. If the soldiers of Yuyang's government army find out, do you think this matter can be resolved peacefully?"

Xie Xuanli had a headache: "I can't hit him, and I can't scold him either."

"Let Pan Feng go."

Yuan Hong pondered for a moment: "Anyway, he and Xiao Han don't get along."

"impossible."

Xie Xuanli shook his head: "This is a bad idea. Pan Feng might even lose his head."

"I can't give it anyway."

Yuan Hong was depressed.

Outside the main gate of Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

Twenty or thirty Xiliang soldiers gathered and squatted in the open space under the shade of the trees at the door.

"How to do?"

"Should we continue to waste time?"

"The Lord won't see us at all."

An old soldier from the Yuyang Prefecture Army spoke up.

"No matter what, you can't leave."

Huang San's eyes were firm: "If we go back empty-handed, how can we face the adults?"

"We must get this batch of weapons no matter what."

"Can't go."

"Just fight with them."

"Let's see who can outlast the other."

"Yes."

Soon, two more messengers from Xiliang came running over.

"Old Hei."

Huang San stood up and was obviously familiar with the visitor.

A group of people were chattering and discussing.

At this moment.

far away.

A group of cavalrymen slowly walked towards the marquis's mansion.

It was the young marquis Xie An and his confidant Pan Feng.

"Why are there so many people gathered there?"

When Xie An saw the Xiliang messenger under the shade of a tree, he wanted to ride over to see what was going on, but was stopped by Pan Feng.

"Young Marquis, don't go. These are all scoundrels."

Pan Feng said.

"I want to see which rogue dares to run wild on my territory."

"Can't go."

Pan Feng said hurriedly, "I am an old soldier from Yuyang who came from Xiliang to ask the Marquis for military equipment and food."

"What a courage."

Xie An sneered: "That barbarian Xiao Han has been exiled to Xiliang, but his men are still so arrogant."

"Come with me, and we'll beat them away with clubs."

"useless."

"useless."

Pan Feng smiled bitterly: "When Xiao Han was leaving, the Marquis personally promised him a batch of military equipment and horses."

They came to ask for it, and the guards of the marquis's mansion chased them away before, but they would run back after a while.

"It's better to ignore it."

Pan Feng hadn't said anything else.

That is, the young marquis currently has a very bad reputation in the Northern Army, a very bad one.

The people Xiao Han sent to collect the debt were all veteran soldiers from the Northern Army. If they killed someone and the news got out, it would probably cause a commotion.

After being beaten up by Xiao Han in front of Jizhou City last year, Pan Feng really got scared.

(End of this chapter)