Princess Fuyao

Chapter 113 entanglement
Because Chen Dong refused to keep him, his plan to arrange for soldiers to guard Liushuiya Valley fell through.Fuyao had no choice but to lead the people to seal off the mountain pass from the Tazi side.There was a shortage of weapons this time, and the city was almost lost, which made Fuyao feel palpitated when she thought about it. After the Tatars withdrew their troops, she immediately asked someone to get nitrate and sulfur, and made black powder according to the ratio of nitrate, sulfur, and charcoal. Come on, at the mountain pass near Liushuiya, we fired a few cannonballs, blowing up part of the mountain and blocking the entrance to the valley, which is considered to have solved the problem.

"Finally I can sleep peacefully." Fuyao's heart was no longer hanging in the air after the Tartar's way to the Golden Arrow Collection was cut off.

These days, she was exhausted and had to organize her manpower, report the number of casualties in the court battle, and ask for compensation.I also need to report the list of meritorious personnel, as well as the few Tartar spies caught here, and ask the court whether to escort them to Beijing, and about the crimes of Wu Shangdong and the Chu family. At that time, she only brought Liang Xiao as a master, responsible for money, food, military affairs In terms of affairs and criminal names, there is still a shortage of manpower.

In this war, more than half of the soldiers in the Golden Arrow Guard Station died. According to the regulations of the imperial court, recruits must be replenished and trained in time.Fuyao didn't think that the Tatars would calm down. After all, they hadn't hurt their vitality yet, so how could they just give up their intention of aggression?

Only that pig-headed Chen Dong, who led the troops around, boasted everywhere that he beat the Tatars to pieces, and that the mighty Yong army frightened the Tartars, and they never dared to go one step further.

Twenty days passed in a blink of an eye, the winter solstice came, and all the affairs of the Golden Arrow Collection finally came to an end. On this day, Fuyao cooked the soup himself, using lamb bones and chicken to cook soup, and rewarded all the soldiers with a good hot pot meal.

The weather was so cold that it turned into ice. When going out, Fuyao had to wear a small padded jacket and a large padded jacket, and then added a lambskin cloak so that he wouldn't shiver from the cold. The local people in Jinjianji were used to it. Only she, Yinhu and the My own soldiers found it really unbearable.

Mutton is hot, and it is not easy to be afraid of the cold when eating it in winter, but it is close to the prairie, there are plenty of mutton, and the price is not expensive, Fuyao is also happy to enjoy this delicacy.

There are three rooms, one bright and two dark. The large room in the middle is the general’s dining hall, the one in the east is the kitchen, and the west side is filled with spare pots, pans, and other sundries. A small table was set up, and sometimes, she ate here, and Yinhu sometimes had an excuse to discuss things, and would have a meal here.

In the winter, it is regrettable that there are no green vegetables when eating hot pot. Fortunately, there are some dried wild vegetables, which more or less make up for these shortcomings.Fuyao commanded the handymen, and just after setting up the hot pot, Yinhu entered the dining hall with a gust of cold wind, and saw that in the courtyard outside, a lot of temporary stoves were set up, with large iron basins, iron pots, etc. placed on them, The fire was raging below, and the fragrant soup was boiling inside, gurgling and steaming.

"Is this the hot pot you mentioned? How do you eat it?"

Fuyao stood by the table and gave a general explanation.

"Where are we going to eat?" Yinhu asked Fuyao quietly, avoiding the busy crowd.

"You don't call yourself brothers and sisters with your soldiers all day long, you guys just eat together."

"No way! If there are more than a dozen people in one pot, don't I want to eat a lot of saliva?"

"If you don't like it, just scoop out a bowl of soup, eat meat and drink soup, isn't this your favorite?" Fuyao teased.

"It's so frustrating, don't be ridiculous, you know that I have a lot of eating problems, and I don't like messing with others."

"Me too, I don't like messing with others." Fuyao replied, busy distributing the dipping sauce, and ignored him.

Yinhu stood unhappily watching for a while, then suddenly ran to the west hut, and saw that there was a small brazier on the stone table there, and in the copper basin on it was the same fragrant thick soup as the outside, and couldn't help it. With a grin, he took the dipping bowl and chopsticks for himself from the outside.

"Come, come, come, they will do the work, come here and I have something to discuss with you." Every time, Yinhu used this excuse to call Fuyao away, and the soldiers who came in afterward were not surprised, they winked at each other , I rushed to wash my hands in front of the hot water basin, eager to taste how delicious the hot pot that the boss highly praised was.

Although the Tartars have retreated, Fuyao still insists on the prohibition of alcohol. It is cold here, and many soldiers carry wine gourds. Some people get drunk without knowing it. Beat a drunk with fifty army sticks, locked him in a small dark room and starved for three days.With such a strict leader, the soldiers can only drink a bowl of wine to satisfy their hunger if they are allowed.

Today, there is only a small cup on the dinner table.

"Oh, you're getting more and more stingy, and you've changed from a bowl to a cup." Yinhu is not greedy for alcohol, he just said this to adjust the atmosphere. By Fuyao's side.

"Huh, if you think it's too little, I won't supply it in the future, you know? There is alcohol in the blood, and archery is not allowed. The weather is too cold. I allow drinking, but I'm afraid that everyone's blood will not be alive, and they will get frostbite."

Yinhu didn't argue much with Fuyao, he deliberately teased Fuyao, just because he liked the way she stared and pouted coquettishly.Fuyao didn't expect that she would have such an image, she always thought that she walked stiffly, spoke loudly, and acted like a "fake man".

Yinhu scooped out some hot pot soup, took a sip of it warmly, and suddenly said happily, "New Year is coming soon?"

"Hehe, I love Chinese New Year like a child."

"Who said that? I want you to grow up quickly and marry me when you are old." Fuyao's face flushed red, but she didn't scold him like before, but lowered her head and stopped talking. She was not afraid of other people gossiping, but she felt that she lacked that kind of feeling towards Yinhu.

Yinhu naturally saw Fuyao's estrangement, felt bitter in his heart, still forced a smile on his face and said: "You must marry me. If you dare to marry someone else, on the day you get married, I will snatch you and take you to my house."

Fuyao turned her face away, she could say such words, she was really speechless.

All jokes are jokes, Yinhu had eaten, and still accompanied Fuyao to the school grounds, the veterans of the Golden Arrow Collection had never received any training, let alone the newly recruited recruits. Troop training was his and Fuyao's top priority.

"Report-emergency military situation!" The messenger's voice was hoarse, and the horseshoes splashed the ice slag on the ground, causing the few passers-by to avoid.After the war, many merchants from Jinjianji left, and the remaining ones could not do business.On the street, except for the small restaurants that sell food, which can barely open, and those who sell clothes and fabrics insist on business, the others are closed one by one, and the road is deserted.

Fuyao frowned, anxiously opened the seal of the leather envelope, and pulled out the letter paper. He only took one look, and couldn't help but gasp. Seeing this, Yinhu took the letter from her hand suspiciously.

Chen Dong's army was unexpectedly ambushed, the commander died in battle, the third prince disappeared, only half of the [-] troops escaped, and the loss was very heavy.

Naxin's hands were shaking with anger, and Fuyao said bitterly: "What did he go to Sanhe Mansion for? It's freezing cold, what waterway do you want to take? Besides, where the three rivers meet and the ground is muddy, where can we go by boat? Especially When they saw the Tartars, they were terrified. One hundred thousand troops were frightened by a group of fleeing soldiers and ran into the reeds to hide. Only [-]% of the poor soldiers died in battle. Tens of thousands of people ran on the ice, freezing No matter how thick it is, it will be trampled and collapsed, and it is better to leave tens of thousands of defensive golden arrows at that time to die in vain."

Although the words written in the battle report were vague, the content was still clearly visible. Obviously, the person who posted the battle report also hated Chen Dong to the extreme, and deliberately revealed such information to everyone.

"The most frightening thing is that I don't know the whereabouts of the third prince now. If he is captured, the emperor will lose all face." Yinhu whispered in her ear, these words can only be whispered in this deserted place , must not be heard by a third person.

"The letter speculates that the Tatars will flee back to Beimo through the Golden Arrow Collection, and we are required to take strict precautions and wipe out the invading enemies." Fuyao sneered angrily, "We only have some weapons left by Chen Dong, and we have no troops at all." No, what are we going to use to annihilate the enemy? The Ministry of War regards us as Daluo gods, and the Tartars fell to the ground one after another after blowing one breath?"

Stepping on the hard and slippery snow, the two hurried to the training camp: "Notify Master Liang to come over." Fuyao gave the order to the soldiers behind him.

Fuyao's level of ancient prose, especially traditional characters, he could read but could not write, and the memorial was written by Liang Xiao, so this evasive memorial naturally couldn't beat him.

At this moment, the Ministry of War is full of people.A few days after Fuyao left the capital, Gu Qingshan was sent to the East Palace secretly by Ming Sheng, and became a first-rank prince Taibao and counselor of the Qinzheng Palace.It was Liao Binfeng who replaced him. The reason for the replacement was that Duke Mao Guo and Song Fangkui told the emperor that Gu Qingshan was not qualified and prestige enough to intimidate his subordinates, and he was not qualified for the important task of the Ministry of War.The emperor also discovered this problem, so he accepted the suggestion, but he absolutely shouldn't have reused such a person.This Liao Binfeng's father is quite a character, he was once as famous as Liang Jian, and died in the northern Xinjiang war 20 years ago.

The late emperor named Liao Binfeng General Hussars, but he had never been to a military camp. The gunman pretended to be a showman and took out a few articles that he wrote by himself. A while ago, he proposed to set up a guard post in southern Xinjiang, which can not only protect national defense, but also reduce the burden on the court, which was appreciated by Emperor Jiaming, and he was seated in the Ministry of War. throne.

Gu Qingshan had just replaced a few officials in the Ministry of War, and there was finally a trace of anger here, but unfortunately, before it could take root and grow into a big tree, it was choked out like this.

With the double reeds of Song Fangkui and Liao Binfeng, the emperor made up his mind to let the prince participate in the training. The two pillars of the prince/son/clan originally wanted the prince to recruit himself, but they didn't want the imperial concubine and the third prince Lian Wang to take advantage of the loopholes and exchange on their men.

Liao Binfeng and Song Fangkui saw that they had worked so hard to make wedding dresses for others, and were so angry that they couldn't sleep at night. Who would have thought that in less than a month, they would hold the battle report and cry bitterly on the surface, but they covered their mouths and laughed behind their backs.

The third prince has always been a big threat to the prince. Now, whether it is dead or alive, it is absolutely impossible to threaten the prince again in the future.

(End of this chapter)