Chapter 274: Good news spreads frequently to the capital
Chapter 274 Good news spreads to the capital frequently
"The king's wish has come true! The three generals are indeed good at fighting!"
"It should be the prince who knows people!"
"It even saves the need for an army to conquer."
Xiong Zhao, Sai Qingzhu and the other girls were so excited that their eyes lit up a bit, and they didn't mind being flattered.
People who are as proud as they are would not be able to see it, but they feel that even using the most beautiful words in the world to describe their own princes is not an exaggeration.
However, Xin Zhuo felt a little worried at this time. He was looking at the moon-watching well:
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The True Spirit of Luck of the Western Qin Army!
True spirit fusion: nine out of ten!]
Still a little bit worse.
The power of great victory and the luck of destroying ten kingdoms are still a little worse!
Isn’t this nonsense?
He waved his hand: "Map!"
The word "map" is not common, but the girls were already familiar with the strange terminology of the prince. Xiongzhao immediately took out the topographic map in his arms and handed it over.
The girls Sai Qingzhu, who was excellent in writing and ink, immediately studied the ink and took out the red brush.
Fu'ankang Restaurant is not a luxurious place in the capital, but its thirty-eight secret porridge is one of a kind.
The messenger's loud voice filled the air from all directions.
Another right prime minister, Feng Sihu, is known as the Smiling Tiger. This gangster name was placed on the dignified You Cheng of the imperial court. It is somewhat indecent, but it is a true portrayal of this person. As the second person under the emperor, he has all the power in the government and the public, but he has no control over the government.
Everyone looks smiling, but impeachment can easily send someone to death.
"In the war in the Western Region, we, the warriors of the Zhenwu Division, have no right to interfere, but..."
After a pause, he lowered his voice: "Once the entire Western Qin army is destroyed, the pattern of the Western Region will probably change. The Shence Army and the Dianqian Army will take action. I wonder how the Emperor and Zuo Cheng will proceed? It will not only increase the Emperor's prestige, but also
You can easily kill Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, and completely eliminate this centuries-old family!"
Feng Youcheng's eyes flashed.
At this moment, two people were sitting in the private room on the third floor.
He was promoted to Duke Taixun as the Prime Minister of the Prince of Western Qin County, and was called military advisor. He was given ten thousand taels of gold and gave him my post on the humerus of Western Qin Dynasty!
I have ordered 150,000 cavalry to be raised, and I will personally lead them. They will march at midnight tomorrow to attack the Three Thousand Li Ma Yuan and the Xihe Jiushui Corridor, encircle and destroy the six gates, and connect the land of Western Qin to the Ten Kingdoms!
I ordered you to hurry up thousands of miles away and report victory in the capital, so that you can have some appetizers for the emperor's children and the prime ministers."
Before he finished speaking, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from the direction of the West City Gate, and a messenger soldier carrying a chicken feather on his back and holding a plywood letter high ran towards the long street.
The royal family believed in Buddhism, and the princes, nobles, relatives and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty followed suit. Therefore, the Laba Festival is a grand festival before the New Year.
Just before, many of them were still discussing whether the defeat of the Western Qin soldiers in the Western Regions would affect the capital.
The Laba Festival, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, is one of the grandest Buddhist festivals.
Cui Ying'er was a little puzzled, reined in her horse and approached Xin Zhuo: "Master, what are you doing to report victory to the capital?"
"Great victory! The Western Qin Army completely wiped out the Western Region Allied Forces, and all the armies of the Thirteen Kingdoms were annihilated! The Western Qin Army won a great victory!"
Wu Kuiqi also took a deep breath, looked down, and straightened his posture by three points.
The porridge in front of Wu Kuiqi was already cold and he didn't touch it. "The army of more than 100,000 people from the Western Qin Dynasty may not be able to defeat the one million troops from the Western Regions."
The third grade is chicken shreds, tits, tiger meat, and hundred-grain porridge for the ministers. Although it has lost the meaning of Laba porridge, it is noble and coquettish.
"It's the messenger directly under the Western Region Station. News from the Western Region has arrived!"
The war in the Western Qin Dynasty was related to the emperor's grand plan, and the situation in the court attracted the attention of the whole world. There was no room for the two of them not to be nervous.
That's right! No one thought that the remnant soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty would win!
Still such an incredible victory!
Wu Kuiqi straightened up: "At least that's what the official thinks."
Not only the two of them, but also all the dignitaries in the capital and common people and merchants on the street below, wherever the soldiers passed by, were shocked beyond measure.
The second class is a fancy dress played by the princes and nobles. It contains abalone, sea cucumber, spiritual grass and jade beads. Don’t worry about whether it tastes good or not, it is domineering and luxurious!
Wu Kuiqi looked at him dryly and murmured, "How did that kid do it?"
"Clang!"
After being imprisoned for nearly a month, they suddenly realized that they had lost their minds when they retorted to the king, and they had missed the great Western Qin event of annihilating ten kingdoms. This was simply a shame for professional soldiers!
But at this time, there was no smile on Feng Youcheng's face. He took a bite of chicken shredded porridge, looked out the window at the bustling crowd on the street, and sighed softly: "The war in the Western Regions affects everyone's heart. It is bitterly cold in the Western Regions in winter and it is impossible to use troops.
The Thirteen Kingdoms can't wait any longer, so based on time, the winner has almost been decided, and Your Majesty has eaten less than usual these days."
After saying that, I looked at the sky, the little venerable, the great venerable, the earthly immortal...
Time waits for no one! Damn no sense of security!
…
Even though I have been in the army for a long time, I still have a small peasant mentality. We can secretly enjoy our own affairs, so why tell the emperor?
…
Time has entered the twelfth lunar month.
"Haha, do the people below think so?" Feng Youcheng stroked his beard and smiled.
"The governor's skills are really extraordinary!"
This is mind-numbingly ridiculous!
"I need to leave first!"
Xin Zhuo glanced at the topographic map, took the ink pen, and marked the Three Thousand Li Horse Plains, the Xihe Jiushui Corridor, and especially the locations of the Zhejia, Tuoba, Lin, and Yuchi families.
Feng Youcheng did not answer directly, but still looked out the window, and sighed after a long time: "It's a pity that the Western Region is too far away, and the specific information was blocked by the war. I don't know when the news will be spread..."
The porridge bowl next to Feng Youcheng was knocked to the ground by trembling fingers, but he still didn't realize it. He stared in the direction where the messenger was leaving, his face dull.
Feng Youcheng's expression turned very strange and he turned around to leave.
Wu Kuiqi, the Superintendent of the Wu Zhenwu Department, is widely known among martial arts warriors as "the leader of the Supervisor who suppresses the world with martial arts." This is the person he refers to. He is in the realm of a great venerable and possesses thunderbolt skills. He is no match for ten or eight masters of the same realm. His subordinates
Eight hundred masters of the Suppression Division, who are like wolves and tigers, can nominally suppress all ordinary sects.
"Good news! Great victory in the Western Qin Dynasty! Jiang Yuqing, the king of the Western Qin County, led the old soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty in Xiaofeichuan to completely wipe out the millions of coalition forces of the Thirteen Kingdoms in the Western Regions!"
After a long time, he looked at Wu Kuiqi, who was also confused across from him: "Sir Wu, what do you mean?"
In the prison car not far away, Jiang Guen, Tuoba Kedi and Yuchijun, who were wearing thin underwear and messy hair, and several other veteran generals, smiled disgustingly.
Xin Zhuo sighed and regained his bandit spirit: "They will know sooner or later, and the result will be the same. It's up to them to play whatever they want. It's not that easy to kill me. I'm pissed off, these five hundred thousand
The army counterattacks the capital. If we can't defeat it, then we'll run away and go to Nanli to become bandits. I heard it's warm there and the scenery is nice."
Xin Zhuo responded with an incomprehensible smile and turned around to order: "Order Jiang Man'er, Bai Xuanji and Yan Cuizong to be promoted to the rank of third-grade general, with a bounty of ten thousand taels and a mansion.
"Here!" behind him were three army Sima secretaries, anxiously transcribing military orders.
However, at this time, there was another messy and rapid sound of horse hooves in the distance, and three or four messengers rushed into the city, and they started roaring from a distance:
"Great victory! Great victory! The Western Qin army rushed in the snowy night and destroyed ten countries including Gouhe, White Horse, Columbine, Shiwei, Yinai, Jingjue, Dayue, and Wuri! They expanded their territories by thousands and thousands of miles!"
Once these places are established, I'm afraid it will be enough to offer sacrifices to the spirits.
With so much luck accumulated, this spirit sacrifice must be very good, right?
"We are waiting for the congratulations to the commander-in-chief for conquering ten kingdoms and accomplishing unparalleled feats, far surpassing those of the former king Jiang Wen!"
"Great victory! Great victory! The king of the Western Qin Dynasty has led his elite troops across the vast sea to recapture the Three Thousand Miles of Horse Plains, the Xihe Nine Waters Corridor, and the military peaks pointing directly at the ghosts, An'an, Gumo and other great countries in the Western Regions!"
The eighth grade is the brown rice porridge mixed with three or five kinds of coarse rice that the poor people eat. This kind of porridge is also valuable.
At that time, porridge was expensive in Beijing.
Jingcheng, Andu.
Today Laba porridge is a major attraction. It has been divided into eight grades by those who are interested. The first grade is porridge made from nine kinds of rice and thirty-two kinds of grains. It is exclusively reserved for emperors, princes, princesses, queen mothers and empresses.
Taste.
The bustling street suddenly became quiet, and countless faces looked over in surprise!
"Great victory! Great victory! The king of Western Qin County drank from the Kunlun River, shocking the countries in the Western Regions, and exalting the prestige of our great Zhou Dynasty!"
Today's good news...
It literally kills people!
In the more than 300 years since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, had there ever been such a fierce man?
Chapter four tomorrow!
Chapter completed!