My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 681 I Want to Teach the Prince a Lesson

The autumn leaves fall, fluttering slowly in the breeze, and then quietly fall on the soil.

As we enter the end of October, the weather gradually turns cooler.

There were no longer any Western soldiers patrolling or standing guard on the long city walls. The tattered three-headed dragon flag was beaten by the wind and rain, hanging lifelessly.

Below the city wall, there was a gate where no carriages or horses had entered or exited for many days. At this time, a team of dozens of people entered the gate.

They were wearing the armor and robes of the Seris people, holding long weapons and sitting on horseback, with scarves on their faces, looking at the dilapidated streets. Occasionally, they could see stray dogs running into the darkness, or one or two human silhouettes in the corners of the dilapidated houses, casting peeking glances at the team here.

"This is the Nongma city of the Sakpruts. There aren't many people here."

"There are still some who are unwilling to leave. I estimate that there should still be several thousand people left in this city."

The sound of horse hooves clattered on the desolate streets. The withered yellow leaves on the ground danced in the wind and flew away in front of the people and horses.

In the city of Nongma, which had experienced the plague, even as autumn came and the plague subsided, it was rare to see people walking on the streets. However, when everyone was patrolling, one could still see a few Nongma residents looking at them with numb eyes from afar.

In the evasive and fearful sight, the Seris people who entered the city were divided into several groups and walked slowly on the streets. Each team patrolled several streets before regrouping and counting the number of people. In the evening, they came to the gate of the east city and lit a bonfire.

After resting here for two days and seeing that no one showed any symptoms such as fever, vomiting, or dizziness, they sent out scouts to the distant camp.

The scout who had gone ahead waved to his fellow cavalrymen running around with an excited smile, "I'm not sick! Haha, I've been walking around the city for half a day and I didn't catch any disease!"

When he arrived at the camp gate, he took off his armor, revealing his muscular upper body, and asked the military medical officer to come and check him. Only after he was sure that he had no symptoms did the officer let the scout enter the camp.

There was a lively and noisy atmosphere around the camp, with soldiers jogging in formation and slogans being hummed and shouted on the parade ground everywhere.

In addition to the sour smell of sweat, there is also the bitter smell of herbs in the air.

Each military camp had one or two iron pots for boiling medicine. This was the first real order issued in October after Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, who had come from the rear, persuaded the emperor to do so.

Due to climate change, drink pre-prepared medicine to prevent colds and remaining plague.

In the central army camp, in the big tent under the fluttering black flag with a white dragon, the scouts who had just returned from the thick horse had already entered the tent. They looked behind the long desk and saw the tall figure of the emperor in a black robe standing up and walking towards them.

He lowered his head quickly and said, "Your Majesty, I am one of the more than 30 people here, and none of them are infected. Please send more soldiers to investigate the truth."

"Someone will follow you there to check. Go down and claim your reward. Tell the others to claim their share when they come back."

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, and the light dust flies.

Su Chen waved his hand and sent the scout away, then raised his hand and a servant came forward and handed him the brush that had been prepared long ago. The servant on the other side held the chopping board and let the emperor in front of him write the edict on it.

"Once it is confirmed that there is no recurrence of the plague, we can send troops into the city. Let the Satsuma people go in first, and the Mongolian light cavalry will follow behind."

The pen and ink moved quickly, and then they put it down. The attendant holding the chopping board left and walked out of the tent, handing the handwritten order to the cavalry below.

"These soldiers went forward voluntarily and risked their lives to fight the plague. Only your majesty's army can do that." A slight breeze blew over, and a tall figure waving a crane fan walked to Su Chen's side.

It was Zhuge Liang who came from the Satsuma Plateau in the rear after the Battle of Nongma. He waved his crane fan for a while, lifted the curtain, and invited Su Chen to walk with him in the military camp.

"Your Majesty, what are your plans next?"

"Plan? I discussed this matter with Wenhe that day. Naturally, we planned to take over the entire territory of the Sakprut Empire and govern it."

"Haha!" Zhuge Liang waved his crane fan twice and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, what I'm asking about is within Daxia. There is no rival in the world. Going south, there are many barbarian countries, but they are all hawks and dogs, not worth fighting. If Your Majesty wants to conquer them, just send a general."

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, "The Prime Minister is very thoughtful. I just want to make plans after I return. Since the Prime Minister asked about it now, I will think about it."

Zhuge Liang had a tall and straight figure, and Su Chen was tall and mighty. The two of them walked through the center of the army, one in front and one behind, protected by Dian Wei and Xu Chu. The soldiers on patrol and on duty retreated when they saw His Majesty and the Prime Minister.

"After I finish here, I want to teach the prince a lesson before I return to Xia Kingdom."

The two men walked past a row of barricades. As Su Chen was talking, he saw Zhao Yun, dressed in silver armor and a white robe, dismounting from his horse with a spear in hand. He greeted Jiang Wei, who was waiting outside the central army gate.

Su Chen paused. This idea was just a spur-of-the-moment thought, but after saying this, it had already begun to gradually perfect itself in his mind.

He looked at the two figures greeting each other outside the gate and said with a smile, "If the Crown Prince is gentle, he will have no problem maintaining the status quo in the future, but being too gentle is a taboo. How can an emperor be too gentle? This will make the ministers below take advantage of him and form cliques everywhere."

Turning around, Su Chen called Zhuge Liang and put his hands behind his back, "I want to transfer Qin Hui, who is staying in Yuezhou of Daxia, back to Yanjing." "Qin Hui? Your Majesty lets this man assist the prince, I'm afraid..." Zhuge Liang put down his feather fan and frowned slightly.

Zhuge Liang's time here was relatively short. When Qin Hui came here, he naturally got to know him well and found out that he was a complete flatterer and traitor.

When he heard that the emperor asked Qin Hui to return to Yanjing, he couldn't help but have doubts, but before he could finish his words, he paused and his frown relaxed.

Zhuge Liang waved his crane fan and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of knocking down the prince with this lesson?"

The two walked back to the big tent. Su Chen raised his head to look at the sky and took a deep breath.

"So being an emperor is not that easy. I have kept many people, even Yue Wumu stayed in Daxia. If Chen'er can't behave like an emperor, then he is unqualified."

This is usually the case in imperial families. Even though Su Chen came from another world and had different perceptions from the people here, he still followed cruel rules when it came to training an emperor.

After all, the throne of emperor is always bloody and cruel.

The happy education of the whole family will only lead to the death of Su Chen's descendants. However, the premise of all this is that Zhang Jiao cannot crack the way to immortality.

"By the way, is there still no news from the Imperial Master?"

"I went there once, and the Imperial Master still kept the tent tightly shut and refused to let anyone disturb him."

Su Chen nodded silently. When he returned to the general's tent with Zhuge Liang, a tall figure stood outside. Xiang Yu heard the footsteps and turned around. He hurriedly asked Long Ju to hand the letter to Su Chen.

There were many soldiers around, so Xiang Yu slowed down his voice and said, "Your Majesty, the information sent from the western front shows that Zhou Yu and his men have already sent troops eastward."

"Enter the city."

Su Chen flipped through the letter in his hand and said this.

On October 20th, when the outer camp was not captured, Adal's Samoan army and Subutai's Mongolian cavalry, about 10,000 people, entered Nongma City.

There were almost no soldiers left in the city. The only remaining civilians, after hearing that the Seres army had entered the city, surprisingly did not flee. Instead, they sat on the street or stood at their windows, watching the Eastern army pass by.

After another two days, there was no outbreak of disease in the city's army, so Emperor Su Chen personally led the main force of Daxia to enter Nongma City. The originally desolate city suddenly became lively, as if it had returned to its former prosperity.

October 27th, night.

Another letter was sent from the west to a mansion in the city. After the imperial palace was destroyed, Su Chen could only choose to live in the courtyard of the nobles in the city. Not to mention, these Western nobles were not bad in terms of enjoyment, but they had the bad habit of urinating and defecating everywhere, and the smell of feces and urine could be smelled in the air.

"Prepare the car and go to the city wall!"

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why are you so late..." Wu Zixun came to persuade him, but was kicked on the butt. Su Chen straightened his robe and scolded with a smile: "What night is it? I said to go to the city wall, so stop talking nonsense. Are you the emperor or am I the emperor?"

These words frightened Wu Zixun so much that he slapped himself, immediately opened the door, and hurried to call for help.

Soon, the carriage stopped at the foot of the west city wall. Su Chen got off the carriage, stepped quickly on the stone steps, came to the city wall, pressed the parapet with one hand, and looked out.

He hasn't seen Zhang Liao, Zhou Yu, Gan Ning and others for a long time.

Under the city wall below, in the light of several lit torches, Zhou Yu rode on his warhorse, clasped his hands, and smiled as warmly as spring breeze.

"Your Majesty, we have taken all the barbarian cities in the west!"

Behind the buttress, Su Chen pressed the cold wall bricks and slowly grinned, first chuckling "hehe", and then laughing "hahaha".

Below, Zhou Yu, Gan Ning, Lu Meng, Huo Qubing, Elsa and others also laughed.

The laughter echoed in the night sky and resounded up and down the city walls.

After a while, the city gate slowly opened.

Su Chen watched Zhou Yu and others enter the city. He smiled, slightly raised his face, looked at the night sky, and sighed softly.

"I almost forgot what the night in Daxia looks like."

(End of this chapter)