Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 560 Whose

In the side courtyard of the Eastern Palace, Lu Xiu carried a food box and went to the dungeon to deliver food.

The guard at the door saw him and smiled, "Why is it Miss Green Embroidery who delivers the meal today?"

Lu Xiu smiled and said, "Concubine Su saw that the prince was working hard, so she wanted to help. Now everyone is busy, and I usually have nothing to do except serving Concubine Su, so I will help out this time."

"Miss Lu Xiu has worked hard."

The two guards glanced at Lu Xiu's pretty face and immediately blushed. They wondered if they could ask the prince to point out a maid from the East Palace to them. Of course, it would be better if it was Lu Xiu.

"Give it to us. The dungeon is dark and damp. It's not easy for a woman like you to go down. Just wait upstairs." As he said that, one of the guards was about to take the food box from Lu Xiu's hand.

Lu Xiu smiled and dodged, "It's just two dishes, how heavy can they be? I'll take them down and come back up right away, it won't waste time. But you guys, if something happens outside, I'm afraid one person will not be able to handle it."

As she spoke, she took off the purse from her waist and handed it to the two of them. "When we came here, the kitchen made some Yuanbao candy for the queen. I grabbed a handful and gave it to you. You've worked hard guarding here. You've been exposed to the wind and sun."

A look of distress on his face.

"It's not hard, not hard." The two were somewhat flattered and started fighting for the purse.

Lu Xiu chuckled twice and walked down to the dungeon with light steps.

In the dungeon, Duke Dingguo curled up on the ground with his head buried in his knees, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"It's time to eat." Lu Xiu shouted towards the cell, looked quickly towards the cell entrance, and walked quickly to the door.

"Dong Guo, Duke Ding!"

Duke Dingguo did not respond.

Lu Xiu was a little anxious, not knowing whether they had tortured Duke Dingguo. She didn't have much time. "Duke Dingguo, the Prince of Yue's Mansion has something to tell you."

After that, he said loudly: "Eat it if I tell you to. I have to clean it up after you finish eating!"

The two guards at the prison door heard her words, smiled, and shared the Yuanbao candies in their pouches.

In the prison, Lu Xiu's words had already reached the ears of Duke Dingguo. He looked up at her in surprise, but did not move.

Lu Xiu was anxious. She quickly took out the jade token representing Cao Cuo's identity from her bosom and held it in front of Duke Dingguo. At the same time, she raised her voice and said, "Come and eat quickly. I have to hurry back!"

While holding up the jade tablet to show Duke Dingguo, he anxiously observed the movements at the prison door.

Duke Dingguo rushed to the prison door in one step, grabbed the steel door with one hand, picked up the jade token with the other and looked at it, "Did Caocuo ask you to come?" His voice couldn't be any quieter.

Lu Xiu nodded, "It was an order from the King of Yue," and quickly told Duke Dingguo about the situation outside, "The King of Yue wants a handwritten letter from you."

Duke Dingguo understood immediately.

Now his military command has been taken away by the prince, and the nine camps in the capital have fallen into his hands. It may not be easy for the King of Yue to mobilize the army. If he can get his handwritten letter and know his situation, not only will his subordinates not be coerced by the prince again, but he dares to conclude that a considerable number of them will obey the orders of the King of Yue.

Seeing that Duke Dingguo had searched around but couldn't find any pen or ink, Lu Xiu hurriedly took out the paper and pen hidden at the bottom of the food box and handed them to him.

Duke Dingguo was about to write when he glanced at Lu Xiu again, "Are you from the Eastern Palace?"

He was afraid that this was a trap. Maybe the prince wanted to get his handwritten letter and use it as an excuse to deal with him?

Lu Xiu glanced towards the prison door again and moved closer to Duke Dingguo. "Although I serve Concubine Su, I owe the King of Yue a favor."

At that time, Zhao Guangyuan had just returned to Beijing to attend the palace banquet for the first time. Sun Miaoren wanted to help him succeed, so she used Concubine Su's hand to plot against Zhao Guangyuan. Zhao Guangyuan did not pursue her fault in order to keep Luxiu as a spy.

Otherwise, Lu Xiu would have been beaten to death in the palace by now.

When Duke Dingguo heard the reason, he didn't think about it anymore. He immediately wrote a letter and gave it to Lu Xiu. He quickly dumped the food in the lunch box and returned it with a clean plate. Lu Xiu put the letter in her arms, quickly put away the lunch box, and said loudly: "Times are different now. Do you still think you are the high and mighty Duke Dingguo? Don't eat? If you don't eat, you will starve to death! I'm afraid you won't live for many days!"

He snorted and returned to the cell door angrily.

"Why, Duke Dingguo doesn't want to eat?"

"Sister Lu Xiu, don't be angry. It's not worth it for that kind of person."

"I'm so angry. You still think you are a noble lord. If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. I'll just treat it as feeding the dog!" He threw his sleeves and walked away angrily.

One of the guards was so angry that he ran to the cell and saw the food spilled on the floor. He thought that Duke Dingguo had wasted Lu Xiu's kindness, so he went up to him and kicked him twice in anger.

After walking for a while, Lu Xiu saw that there was no one around, so she hurriedly threw the writing brush and ink in the food box along with the jade token given by Cao Cuo into the lake in the East Palace.

I heard a thud and soon even the splashes disappeared, and I finally felt relieved.

A little later, Caocuo received the handwritten letter from Duke Dingguo.

Fang Er looked at the handwritten letter that he had obtained after much deliberation and handed it to Lu Ye. "Take it and contact as many people as you can, Duke Dingguo. Even if you can't help, at least ask them not to follow the prince's people to deal with us."

Lu Ye took it, took a look at it, and put it in his arms.

"We rushed to the capital before the New Year. I heard that the situation in the northwest is not good now. The imperial court has several armies besieging the city. I'm afraid the prince can't leave."

If the prince cannot come to the capital in person, I'm afraid it will be of no use.

The most important person who can confront the Crown Prince now is none other than the Prince. If the Prince were in the capital, as long as he raised his arm and called out, I'm afraid countless ministers would respond.

"Your Highness is an expert in planning and strategizing, and no one can compare to him." Since the Prince could see the clues and sent them away from the Northwest early, he must be confident that he could control the overall situation.

"Let's split up."

Fang Er was going to go to the camp outside the capital, and asked Lu Ye to sneak into the generals' houses. Lu Ye was born as a secret guard, and his light body skills were better than his.

The two of them acted separately, while on the other side, Fang Sheng, Marquis of Dingbei, who had been called away early and was rumored to be missing and suspected to be detained by the prince, was now gathering troops with Sun Lu in Changping Mountain to discuss going to Beijing to support the king.

Fang Sheng looked at the so-called "civilian soldiers" in the mountains of Changping, shouting and cheering, with all kinds of equipment better than the regular army of the imperial court. Even after watching it for so many days, his mind was still confused and he couldn't come back to his senses.

He glanced at the battle-hardened general Sun Lu, who was standing next to him and was said to have retired and returned home, and asked, "How many years have you been on this Changping Mountain Road?"

Changping is only a day's ride away from the capital by express horse. The King of Yue has stationed his troops in the mountains of Changping, right under the noses of the Emperor and the Crown Prince?
Sun Lu glanced at him and said, "What else can we do? If we don't gather troops, not only will the King of Yue be gone, but you and I may not even be alive."

Fang Sheng didn't dare to say anything more, fearing that he would be beaten up by this old general.

Although he was in charge of the Shenji Battalion among the Nine Battalions, the capital had been peaceful for too long, so he could never compare with the old general who had fought in the battlefield and had experienced hundreds of battles.

The sight of this aura made his legs go weak.

Looking at these "military men" in the mountains, their training methods, training duration, and training intensity are several times stronger than those of the imperial regular army.

How could Fang Sheng dare to object?

"But," the soldiers are strong, each one is worth ten, a truly elite division, but, "isn't the number a little small?" Only 20,000, what use can they be.

The capital city has 400,000 soldiers. But previously 200,000 were sent as reinforcements to support the northwest. Now, the capital's suburban camp and the nine camps in the capital still have 200,000 soldiers.

Twenty thousand versus two hundred thousand?

Fang Sheng touched his head with a miserable look on his face. Isn't it good to live a good life? Why do we have to fight and kill?