Zhao Tingduo was confused at first, a little surprised that the prince interfered with the relationship between the subject and his wife, and the subject was his cousin.
My father is getting old and he wants to return to Beijing to see his wife, so why not not be able to see his son?
On the other side, Zhao Tinglei's face turned dark when he heard that the prince broke up his wife: "What the hell are you talking about? What does this have to do with the husband and wife!"
Zhao Tingduo was completely acting like a reckless boy at this time. He slapped the table and said loudly: "I understand, this is asking the sister-in-law to confront the child!"
Seeing the straightforwardness of his third brother's words, Zhao Tinlei nodded helplessly: "Only in this way can a military attache with heavy troops be trusted by the capital.
My father is now stationed in Wei City, using heavy troops to put pressure on Beijing just in case.
Whenever the prince ascends the throne and takes power, my father will take off his armor and return to his fields."
When the new emperor ascended the throne, Zhao Tinlei took control of the Yunzhou Zhenbei Army. In order to prevent his relatives from interfering in politics and losing power, his wife and children had to return to Beijing as hostages, and Zhao Yanjiao also needed to hand over military power.
"Alas! It's time for father to enjoy his old age!"
Zhao Tingduo's expression was a little gloomy. Now that his father is gone and his mother is in the grassland, it will be difficult for the two of them to get together.
Although this outcome has been doomed since he moved his tent and left Xia Shiguan last year, Zhao Tingduo still felt sad in his heart.
He recalled that when he was a child, his father and his mother-in-law were riding horses and laughing on the grassland, eating hand-picked mutton and drinking milk wine in the tent at night.
If they didn't have different opinions, my mother and father would be a couple of gods.
These are all gossip. Zhao Tinglei definitely didn't call Zhao Tingduo here to talk about his wife, concubines and children.
He handed over the pieces of paper he had just read: "Third brother, this is the information sent back by the grassland informant. It will be beneficial to you!"
The content of the letter indeed made Zhao Tingduo look stern, and his breathing became rapid: "I can finally take revenge!"
After saying that, he looked embarrassed again: "Brother, the prince told his father that there should be no more trouble! What do you think... what should I do?"
Zhao Tinglei stared at his third brother with bright eyes: "Now that my father is not in Hecheng, you can do whatever you want. The opportunity is right in front of you. By next year, Donglun will definitely be swallowed up by others."
Zhao Tingduo's heart beat like a drum.
The letter stated that the Dong Lun tribe, which was originally the second most powerful tribe in the Dilu royal court, was ambushed by the Uda tribe last winter and lost hundreds of horses. The leader Abli returned injured, and civil strife began in the tribe.
Several elders expressed dissatisfaction with Abli and wanted to choose another leader, but the Abli people did not have the authority to die, so they reluctantly suppressed them.
In May, he participated in the Wu Dynasty's westward raid and suffered further losses due to the encirclement and suppression by the Zhenbei Army.
Now the tribe has split into three branches. Among them, Abli is preparing to bring nearly a thousand of his relatives. The slave tribe has moved from the previous winter pasture to the Mida Valley.
The Mida River Valley is hundreds of miles long. There are hillside trees on both sides to block the cold wind and prevent cattle, sheep and other livestock from freezing to death. The riverside is rich in water and grass, and many tribes gather here every winter.
Now Abli also wants to come...
Zhao Tingduo's eyes turned cold.
Last winter, I deliberately released Abli back to the tribe, just to divide East Lun.
On the grassland, the most united thing is the wolf pack. If the wolf king is killed directly, a new wolf king will be born without fighting, and there will be hatred.
Only when the wolf king is still alive and loses his prestige will the internal strife of the wolf pack begin.
When Abli was defeated by him and fled back, he also lost his value as a leader, and civil strife naturally broke out. If he had been killed at that time, it would have triggered revenge from the Dong Lun tribe.
Now, it has been brought to me.
Zhao Tingduo smiled: "Thank you, brother, for this news."
The corners of Zhao Tinglei's lips rose. Before he could express his brother's concern, he heard Zhao Tingduo say: "Can the eldest brother lend me another thousand soldiers to help the third brother?"
The smile suddenly froze on Zhao Tinlei's face.
In the past, when the third brother came to visit, he would either ask for his own sword or a bow, but now he actually wants a thousand soldiers!
Zhao Tinglei gritted his teeth and said: "You were saying just now that the prince and father want you not to cause trouble, let alone use the Zhenbei Army. You have to find a way on your own."
Zhao Tingduo quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into his arms: "Since eldest brother has given me the news, it is natural to borrow the army again."
"No!" Zhao Tinglei flatly refused. He had just taken control of the military and could not violate the prince's first military order.
Zhao Tingduo was not annoyed either. He took a sip of the slightly cold tea soup and frowned slightly and said, "I don't borrow the money in vain. As long as I borrow as many soldiers as I want, brother, I will give you as many war horses as possible."
Zhao Tinglei had long coveted the Dilu Grassland, which was no smaller than the Wu Dynasty.
It's just that although Dilu Royal Court is not a kingdom, it can respond to a hundred calls on the grassland and can easily mobilize all tribe members.
On the vast grassland, the Di tribes wandered uncertainly, chasing and escaping. The Wu Dynasty army had no advantage in the first place, and then it was besieged by all the tribes. Even logistical supplies could not be provided, and they would be dragged to death if they did not fight.
Unless they are all replaced by horses.
As long as there are 10,000 cavalry, Zhao Tinglei can roam the Dilu grassland.
Brothers, you look at me and I look at you, with big eyes and small eyes, and no one is willing to say those words.
After a while, Zhao Tinglei finally spoke first: "Third brother, your sister-in-law is about to leave for Beijing. She has prepared tea and meals for you in recent years. Why don't you stay in the garrison mansion for a few days?
The Tianhe City Port Market will open soon, so you can take a look at the prices of leather goods this year."
He still needs to discuss with his staff how to arrange the borrowing of troops!
Zhao Tingduo nodded: "That's okay, just stay for a few days."
Wait until he moves into the side courtyard prepared for him by the garrison mansion.
Abu, who had been accompanying Zhao Tingduo and was as silent as an iron tower, first drove away a group of maids carrying water and handkerchiefs with a black face, who wanted to rush up to undress and take off their belts to serve. Then he closed the courtyard door, and he exclusively guarded the outside.
There was no one else in the room, so Zhao Tingduo relaxed.
From the age of fifteen, every time he came to Hecheng, the virtuous sister-in-law would arrange for a maid to sleep with him, and his father and elder brother also acquiesced.
Zhao Tingduo shook his head. The Wu Dynasty required groups of wives and concubines, but there was a saying on the grassland: A wolf king can lead a strong group with only one mate.
Those rams who only know how to eat grass are promiscuous!
Zhao Tingduo took off his shoes and got on the kang, and took out a topographic map of Mida Valley from his arms.
This is what my eldest brother gave me.
The eldest brother wants to raise an army against the wishes of the prince and his father, and wants to use himself, but he can also use his strength!
Blood debts can only be repaid with blood!
Zhao Tingduo clenched his fists and exhaled!
Disputes on the grassland are bound to be bloody and brutal.
On September 12th, Song Liyun and several other families were about to start construction on their houses.
The groundbreaking ceremony in Ruijin Town was lively and grand.
Lady Yun brought Yuquan, Chuntao and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who had changed their clothes, plus Yang Hua, who came specially to help.
Song Liyun spent money to buy half a pig, potatoes and cucumbers from various families, and several women prepared to prepare several large pots of food.
The craftsmen who came to work received a sincere start-up meal and immediately dug the soil and laid bricks.
Han Ming, the chief housekeeper of Baolinju, has added another errand and takes over the supervision work.