This guy has been around the capital for a long time, and has become more sophisticated and tactful. He always smiles when he meets everyone, and he has the air of a retainer and counselor.
Shen Ning ordered people to serve tea, "The King of Jin has won a great victory, why does General Pang seem not happy?"
Pang Desong looked sad and angry, "The weather was unfavorable from time to time, and the northern border army won with heavy losses. It was only the imperial court that was happy."
Her heart skipped a beat, and Shen Ning asked in astonishment, "Is the sacrifice serious?"
"There is a shortage of food, grass and military pay, and there is insufficient preparation for military cotton-padded clothes for the winter. How can we use our flesh and blood to resist the enemy who are naturally cold-resistant and fight desperately for survival?"
It was common for the northern border to be short of food and military pay. Shen Ning thought that Xiao Weijing had secretly prepared for it. After all, he had made money, and that batch of military pay...
But the number of soldiers in the north is huge, and he is not an omnipotent god. Faced with the deliberate suppression by the court and the royal family, even gods will be unable to save him, let alone facing a once-in-a-hundred-year snow disaster.
My heart suddenly became heavy.
Shen Ning squeezed the hand under her sleeve tightly, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "How is Prince Jin?"
Not mentioning that Xiao Weijing was okay, Pang Desong's expression suddenly changed, "No, it's okay, the prince is fine. Wang, what can happen to the prince? He is the prince."
"to be honest."
Shen Ning had no intention of acting with him. The Northern Territory Army had won so miserably, how could he still be in the mood to come over?
Pang Desong looked solemn, and the ends of his eyes gradually turned red.
The dignified man has never been so excited to have a prosthetic leg made for him.
Shen Ning heard Pang Xingxiu say that when Pang Desong amputated his leg to save Xiao Weijing, the pain was unbearable but he didn't shed a single tear.
Now, is he crying?
Shen Ning had a bad feeling.
"While the prince was chasing the enemy leader, he disappeared in Laohuya."
Shen Ning's pupils were shaking, and she was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.
How could this happen? She clearly sent Eleven to remind him.
Why are you still so careless!
She was suffocating in her chest, and it took Shen Ning a while to come to her senses, "Been stabbed in the heart with a knife?"
"The secret letter didn't mention it. It just said that the prince's whereabouts were unknown."
"Does the court know?"
"The military report didn't mention it, but the Ministry of War should know about it."
"Just, no news?"
"I only received a sealed letter, followed by a military report."
It was a snowstorm that only happened once in a century. Not to mention the roads were closed, it was so white that it was impossible to find the road, and the snow was deep in places as high as two or three feet, so no news could be sent in at all.
Shen Ning was in a daze and bit her tongue hard, "The prince's whereabouts are unknown, how should we fight the next battle?"
"If you need to fight, you have to fight."
Seeing that her face was pale, Pang Desong comforted her, "Princess, don't worry, things may not be so bad. The prince is just missing. The people in the north have not given up the search. I believe that the prince has his own destiny."
Why is this happening?
She did everything she could, but Xiao Weijing still made it this far.
If the original plot is followed, it would be fine. He survived a near-death experience.
But now that Lin Wanyue's conspiracy has succeeded, can Xiao Weijing really turn danger into good fortune?
"It's good for the princess to know about this, and don't make it public."
Regardless of whether the prince can be found back, he must exist!
"Can you keep it a secret?"
"You can hide it for as long as you want."
Pang Deson explained, "Does the princess know why generals on the battlefield have the habit of wearing masks?"
Shen Ning didn't know that the mask with green face and fangs was not pretty.
"In addition to providing psychological deterrence to the enemy, it is also a shadow clone tactic."
Xiao Weijing often wears a mask on the battlefield. This move makes it easier to attack in the east and in the west, killing the enemy by surprise.
Of course, even if something unexpected happens, the Northern Army can be protected.
As long as the mask is not taken off for a day, who dares to question that it is not the prince?
"What are you going to do?"
"Do your job well. Once there is news about the prince, the North will find a way to send it in."
After sending Pang Desong away, Shen Ning dragged her stiff body back to the backyard.
The cotton boots made a rustling sound when stepping on the snow.
She was thinking, if she chased him out of the city gate that day, would she still be able to meet him again?
Back in the house, the earthworm was burning brightly, and I looked at the fresh red plum branches in the vase.
Perhaps this was the last bouquet of flowers Xiao Weijing gave her.
As he slept on the couch, Zhu Qing walked in softly, "Miss, we are having a New Year's Eve banquet."
Shen Ning's throat hurt, "I guess I caught a cold and am too dizzy to host the New Year's Eve banquet. I'll just let Butler He arrange it."
As for her share, she can just move it into the house and eat it.
The spicy red oil hot pot was so spicy and spicy that Shen Ning choked with tears.
Zhu Qing was eating quietly beside him, suddenly feeling nostalgic for the days in Taoran Courtyard.
At that time, everyone gathered together to eat, and it was indescribably lively. They looked forward to the lady's surprise at every meal.
How is it like now, it's New Year's Eve, reunion night, but only the lady is eating New Year's Eve dinner alone.
Since leaving the palace, she has almost stopped cooking.
The last time I cooked was when the prince came.
Eating too spicy food makes my stomach hurt at night.
Shen Ning tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and didn't get up until noon the next day.
While dressing up, Zhuqing brought over the jewelry box full of jewelry and said, "Miss, I want to dress up more festively on the first day of the new year. Which one do you like?"
Shen Ning rummaged around and suddenly saw the extremely ugly hosta.
She picked it up subconsciously and held it cold in her hands.
The uneven body of the hairpin was polished by Xiao Weijing herself.
Hehe, he's not made for this. He's really ugly.
After stroking it, she put the hosta back and said, "Use the ruby one."
She is a natural beauty and looks even more dazzling when dressed up.
If she has no friends or relatives, who will she give her New Year greetings on New Year's Day?
The eldest princess and King Pingnan are from royal families, and today they are going to the palace to pay New Year's greetings.
Shen Ning went to the city gate.
I climbed up to the city gate in the cold wind and looked up. Everywhere was covered in silver. The road out of the city was covered in snow, and I couldn't see clearly the winding road at the end.
I don't know how long I stood in Loucheng.
When we left, the wind stopped and the snow stopped.
It was already evening when we returned to the mansion. Butler He had been waiting for a long time and said, "Miss, King Pingnan has sent a gift."
A sandalwood box.
There are letters and account books inside.
Shen Ning looked through it carefully and found that it was evidence of Shen Huairen's corruption in presiding over the Hezhou Dam ten years ago.
At that time, he was still the minister of the Ministry of Industry, far from his status today.
This old fox is so cautious and cunning, how could he leave behind such fatal evidence?
If the emperor's uncle wanted to deal with him, he could have handed it to the admonisher anonymously, so why should he give it to her?
Moreover, this evidence alone is not enough to kill Shen Huairen.
The authenticity of the ledgers needs to be verified, and now is not a good time to alert others.
Shen Ning stuffed the account books and secret messages into the secret compartment.
After drinking some wine and feeling dizzy while lying on the bed, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Weijing...