How could Ning Qingyan not know that this was Ning Yan's delaying plan?
The situation in the Southwest Territory is currently unclear, and the situation in Nanzhao is even more confusing. Ning Yan naturally does not want her to go to the Southwest Territory under such circumstances.
Therefore, sending her to Anyang first will allow her to reach the southwest territory later.
This way, at least Ning Yan would have time to figure out the situation in the southwest.
Ning Qingyan sighed in her heart.
Ning Yan has arranged everything well, and she can't just ignore it and act arbitrarily.
Therefore, Anyang Ningshi must make a trip.
Thousands of years ago, she judged the right path of Xuanmen and reversed Xuankong to become a demon. It was not because she was cruel by nature, murderous and cold-hearted, but because she was forced to do so by those hypocrites who were obsessed with profit.
Therefore, after a thousand years, Ning Qingyan was reincarnated and her previous anger had disappeared, leaving only her own way of doing things.
Ning Yan really thinks about her and what he does is reasonable, so she won't refuse.
…
Three days passed by in one go.
The Ministry of War mobilized 50,000 troops and horses, ready to go with Ning Yan to the southwest.
Veteran generals take action to stabilize the southwest.
During the expedition, Dahao Emperor Zhao Zheng came with all his ministers to see him off.
Outside the Huqiu Gate in the southwest of Zhongdu, the emperor's ministers were waiting for the army to set off from Dianjiangtai.
"Your Majesty, this was originally a good opportunity, did you just give up like this?" King Jingnan stood beside Zhao Zheng and asked in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.
Zhao Zheng struggled for a moment, and said to his very trusting cousin: "Why do I want to give up? But the battlefield is not a child's play. Looking at the generals of the Manchu Dynasty, they can serve as commanders and are familiar with the southwest.
A general who knows everything he does, can you still find the second person?"
King Jingnan fell silent, with a dark light flashing in his lowered eyes.
"If Ning Yan is still lingering on the sickbed, I can still choose a taller one from the short ones. But now that he has recovered and actively asked for a fight, how can I refuse? No matter how much I want to take back the military power in the southwest, I can't.
If you don’t admit it, no one is more suitable to take charge than General Ning.”
Zhao Zheng seemed to be explaining the reasons for his decision to King Jingnan.
But one thing he did not explain is that today is different from the past. Now that the only bloodline of the Ning family has married into the royal family and is beginning to show his talents, the threat of the Ning family has been reduced by more than half.
It can be said that in Zhao Zheng's heart, the Ning family now makes him feel more at ease than when Ning Qingyan's father was still alive a few years ago.
So, why can't he activate Ning Yan?
Woohoo——
The sound of the trumpet for the expedition also caused Zhao Zheng and King Jingnan to stop talking.
Everyone looked towards the rear and saw well-equipped soldiers and horses slowly approaching.
The red-armored veteran at the head is riding on a black war horse. He is getting stronger and more majestic than before!
Ning Yan rode his horse and came to a stop in front of Zhao Zheng. He turned over and dismounted, and his neat posture filled Zhao Zheng's eyes with a smile.
Next to him, King Jingnan looked gloomy and unreadable.
"Your Majesty, I have ordered the troops and generals, and the army is ready to march at any time!" Ning Yan stood in front of Zhao Zheng and gave a military salute.
Zhao Zheng's eyes swept across the endless army, beckoning for people to bring strong drinks. "Old General Ning, I'm here to see you off. My Dahao mountains and rivers need my Dahao's hot-blooded men to protect me. I look forward to you killing the enemy on the battlefield and becoming invincible."
!When you return in triumph, I will come here to welcome you!"
"I will live up to your majesty, and I will live up to Da Hao!" Ning Yan said with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Zheng helped him up and handed him the wine himself: "Old general, you must come back safely!"
"Old minister, I obey!" Ning Yan picked up the wine bowl and drank from it.
"Why don't you see Princess Ding today?" Zhao Zheng was a little surprised when he didn't see Ning Qingyan among the people seeing her off.
Before Ning Yan could answer, the sound of drums could be heard from the top of the city tower.
When the drums sounded, whether it was Zhao Zheng, Ning Yan, or others, they all turned their heads and looked towards the city wall.
Under the sunlight, a thin and graceful girl was raising drumsticks with both hands, her back to the crowd, and she was playing drum beats on the huge drum surface.
The drumbeats surged and fluctuated, becoming more and more intensive from the majestic momentum at the beginning, just like soldiers forming up on the battlefield, charging and fighting, knocking on the hearts of the people and igniting the blood in the bones.
"Beat the drums and boring them, and use the troops enthusiastically. The earth's cities and canals are mine alone..."
The sound of drums aroused the excitement of the soldiers. I don't know who started it, but the soldiers on the expedition sang military songs to the accompaniment of the drums.
The military song has always been domineering and boosting morale.
At this time, amid the sound of drums and the long singing, the officials who saw him off were ignited with the courage to protect our mountains and rivers.
A trace of surprise flashed across Zhao Zheng's eyes. He didn't stop, so naturally no one dared to disturb him.
Ning Qingyan focused on beating the drum, and the songs in her ears became louder and louder, and the lyrics became clearer and clearer. These songs seemed to turn into invisible power, pouring into her chest, flowing into her limbs, and converging into her hands, helping
She beats the drum louder!
Her original intention was to send Ning Yan off in a special way.
But I didn't expect that it would actually cause such a reaction.
This is the first time Ning Qingyan feels the temperament of the military!
Thousands of years ago, she was the Demon Ancestor and led thousands of demon cultivators to fight against the righteous path of Xuanmen.
However, it was a war between monks, and monks were different from soldiers.
What touched her soul at that time was completely different from what it feels like today.
Boom!
The last hammer fell on the drum surface, the drum beat echoed, and the military song stopped abruptly.
"Let's go——!" Ning Yan looked up at her granddaughter on the city wall, but in the end she didn't say a word.
When the drum beat fell, he gave the order, and the 50,000-strong army came out of Huqiu Gate with great momentum and rushed to the southwest territory of Dahao.
Ning Qingyan stood on the city wall, her hair blown up by the wind.
In her eyes was the dust brought up by the advancing army. Ning Yan's figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from sight.
She ignored the monarchs and ministers under the city wall, and turned around to leave after losing sight of Ning Yan.
At the corner of the city tower, she saw the man who allowed her to climb the city wall unimpeded.
"Don't worry, grandpa has been fighting with Nanzhao Barbarian for many years, and he can protect himself." Zhao Yun's eyes always followed the girl walking towards him.
Ning Qingyan smiled lightly: "I'm not worried."
Zhao Yun chuckled, "What about you? When do you plan to leave?"
"An hour later." Ning Qingyan came to him and stopped.
Zhao Yun's eyes froze, and he thought in his mind: 'So fast?'
However, he smiled under the girl's gaze and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you."
Ning Qingyan did not reject his kindness, but she also said: "When I come back, we will consummate the marriage."
"..." Zhao Yun.
Seeing that he was silent, Ning Qingyan said earnestly: "I am doing it for your own good." She couldn't practice, so how could she crush the soul in his body to death?