The king will never go to court

Chapter 2 Asking Uncle for Money (Seek collection and further reading)
The place where Yan and Gan fight each other, under the city of Bohai, with a ten-li camp.

Xie Wufeng came outside the tent, looked at the outline of Bohai City in the distance in the night, and said with a sneer, "Such a small city still needs to fight for the vanguard?"

"Your Highness, it's windy and dewy outside, so you're still in your tent." Seeing Xie Wufeng who had walked out of the tent, the waiter dissuaded him.

"As the commander-in-chief of the army, how can he stay in the tent all day?" Xie Wufeng squinted at the servant.

Wang Ensheng, Xie Wufeng's companion, has followed him since he was a child, serving him left and right, and is also the adopted son of the chief executive Wang Decai.

Wang Ensheng was stared at, and he retracted his neck in fright. He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only silently follow Xie Wufeng, watching the dark places around him vigilantly.

"Let, let my cousin come over." Xie Wufeng knew Wang Ensheng's nature well, so he didn't make things difficult for him, and turned back to his tent.

After learning that it was the Third Prince who invited his cousin, not Marquis Pingyang, Li Zongdao's ups and downs finally eased into his stomach.

In less than half a cup of tea, Li Zongdao brought a group of followers to the outside of Xie Wufeng's Chinese army camp.

After the notification, Li Zongdao walked slowly into Xie Wufeng's camp with still feeling uncomfortable.

"I don't know what your Highness called the last general to come?"

Li Zongdao looked at Xie Wufeng's expression carefully, but he didn't find any clues, so he let out a foul breath.

"Cousin is here? Sit down, you're welcome." Xie Wufeng pointed to the brocade stool beside him, his face was as usual, without any disturbance.

Li Zongdao put down his helmet, bowed and sat on the brocade stool, looked at Xie Wufeng with a smile on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, how is your injury?"

"It's all right, don't worry, my uncle. I won't take any assassins and thieves to heart, so please don't worry, my cousin." Xie Wufeng looked at Li Zongdao with a half-smile, and saw that the latter's scalp was a little numb. .

"Don't worry?" Li Zongdao stood up in an instant, and said angrily, "How can I rest assured that the commander can be assassinated even in an army of [-]. I have already written a letter to the court, requesting His Majesty to call His Highness back to Beijing immediately."

"Back to the capital?" Xie Wufeng lost his mind for a moment, he felt that something was wrong with Li Zongdao last night, as soon as the assassin appeared, he led people to the Chinese army camp, it was too timely.

"Biao uncle, are you joking? My father ordered me to lead troops to attack the country of Yan. How could I give up just because of a few thieves?"

Although Xie Wufeng's tone was calm, it was an excuse in Li Zongdao's eyes. In fact, he was already flustered and overwhelmed, otherwise he would not be anxious to call himself over late at night.

"Your Highness? Isn't it because of the assassination that Your Highness summoned the last general late at night?" Li Daozong looked at Xie Wu Feng quietly for a while, and found that he didn't seem to be joking, so he sat back on the brocade stool again.

"Ensheng, serve tea." Xie Wufeng glanced at Li Daozong, who was a little uneasy, from the corner of his eye, and pretended to be angry, "Although the assassin was not caught last night, it must have been done by the Yan thief. How can I let him go?" past them?"

"Ah!" Li Zongdao looked at the nephew in front of him in amazement, as if he had just gotten to know the person in front of him again.

Why did the good boy who was submissive and obeyed his sister and his arrangements in everything suddenly changed his temper.

Xie Wufeng's eyes were full of sternness at this time, and the innate royal coercion was fully displayed, making the corners of Li Zongdao's eyes twitch slightly.

"Your Highness, do you mean to personally sit in the camp of the Chinese army and continue to attack the country of Yan?"

"No." Xie Wufeng vetoed directly with a wave of his hand.

Li Zongdao was stunned for a moment, neither returning to the imperial capital nor sitting in the camp of the Chinese army.

Immediately, Li Zongdao came back to his senses and panicked, "Are you planning to run away overnight? This is absolutely impossible!"

Seeing Li Zongdao's surprised eyes, Xie Wufeng was a little speechless, and said with a smile, "What does my cousin mean? How could I be a deserter?"

"Then, what is your Highness looking for the last general?" Li Zongdao settled down, thinking in his heart that it would be fine as long as he didn't run away.

He was really worried that his nephew would be hit, so he couldn't think about it for a while, so he just left.

"This, this." Xie Wufeng rubbed his hands in embarrassment, then glanced at Wang Ensheng who was standing at the door of the tent, and gave him a look to go out.

Wang Ensheng nodded knowingly, then quickly walked out of the tent, waved his surrounding soldiers and subordinates back five feet away.

After everyone was away from the camp, Xie Wufeng lowered his voice and asked, "Did my uncle bring any money with him on this trip?"

"What?! Money?" Li Zongdao was dumbfounded for a moment, thinking it was a big deal, but his nephew called him late at night to ask for money.

"There is no silver, but there are still some banknotes." Li Zongdao directly took out a large stack of banknotes from his arms, and placed them in front of Xie Wufeng's desk.

Then, he leaned over to Xie Wufeng's ear and said softly, "You must not escape, if you want to leave, we have to wait for His Majesty's imperial edict."

"Oh!" Xie Wufeng bowed his head and counted the banknotes on the table. There were more than 80 taels of silver. He didn't expect his cheap cousin to be so rich.

Xie Wufeng thought about the money he had accumulated in this life, but the total was less than 100,000 taels, most of which were rewards from his mother and concubine.

These Qinghou who lead the army to fight are really fat and oily, Xie Wufeng didn't think about it any more, he directly stuffed the silver bill into his arms, and then sent Li Zongdao out of the tent.

In the early morning of the next day, a military order came out from the Chinese army camp, "His Highness the Third Highness is unwell, and no one has been seen."

Several leaders Hou Ye came outside the camp of the Chinese army with his personal retinue, but they were directly blocked back.

"He is really a timid guy who is afraid of death. If you dare not attack the country of Yan, you should say it earlier, so that Master Ben will wake up early in the morning!"

"Keep down, the third prince is the head coach personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor."

"Afraid of a ball! The Marquis is not afraid of him, isn't it because of the fact that there is a favored empress in the palace?"

Among them, a few Qinghous in brocade robes spat a few mouthfuls of saliva directly outside the gate, and then rode back to their respective barracks carelessly.

"I'm Marquis Anyang, uncle of the Third Highness, let me in." Li Zongdao stood guard outside the gate of the Chinese army and yelled several times towards the inside.

Ten miles away, two ragged men were following a group of refugees.

In front of them is the first line of defense in the northern border of Yan Kingdom - Bohai City.

Bohai City is 25 miles long from east to west, [-] miles wide from north to south, and the outer city wall is five feet high. There are three city gates of Yongning, Shangwu and Anding on the north, and one gate each of Changle, Shangde and Chaoyang on the other three sides.

It is the most powerful city of Yan State from north to south, and also the first important city of Yan State's Northern Expedition.

"Son, it's not right for us to do this. If we are swallowed." Before the disheveled Wang Ensheng could say the word "Yan Guo", the word "Yan Guo" was swallowed back by a young man beside him with a stare.

The young man next to him was wearing a thin coarse cloth, mixed in the crowd of refugees, and he couldn't tell that he was Xie Wufeng, the commander of Qian State's attack on Yan.

After a long while of starvation and cold, the refugees were put into the inner urn city of Yongning Gate by the defenders of Bohai City.

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