Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 851: Into the Urn (1)
The long night is long, with a single lamp, Mo Yan sits silently until dawn.

The sky was pale, the sky was bright, and there was a rustling sound of sweeping the floor outside the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, you have been sitting all night, drink a cup of hot tea to warm your body."

Mo Bing knocked on the door, but without permission, she entered with a tray.

The teapot with a thin mouth was steaming, and the tea was fragrant. Mo Yan closed her eyes, clenched her hands, and slowly regained consciousness.

Wanqi Yuling convened the civil and military discussions of the Manchu Dynasty overnight, probably to discuss the matter of personal conquest.

A country cannot be without a king for a day. Once he leaves, who will handle the government affairs in the court?And this trip is extremely dangerous, just in case...

Mo Yan was in a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Have a sip of tea."

Mo Bing tried his best to persuade him, seeing that the empress's face was pale, she was sleepless all night, she was overwhelmed with worry, and she was exhausted.

"Cough cough..."

Mo Yan covered her mouth with her hand, coughed twice, rubbed her forehead, her heart was clear.

No one can change what the emperor uncle decides, but even if he conscripts personally, it is impossible to set off immediately.

It will take half a month at the fastest to mobilize the troops in the surrounding cities and prepare food, grass and military supplies.

In the tenth month of the lunar calendar, when the water in the north turns to ice, starting from Kyoto, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and it is impossible to move forward on the official road. If there is an avalanche, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

The climate in the Northland is harsh, and she would not want him to risk his life if possible.

Mo Bing shook his head, took a deep breath, lit the soothing incense, and put on a coat for Mo Yan.

The beacon fire in the middle of the night can't be hidden from the people. It is estimated that the whole capital, maybe the people of Dayue, know that the North is in an emergency.

In the early morning, Wan Qi Yuling sat on the dragon chair as stable as Mount Tai, but she seemed a little colder than usual.

The civil and military officials looked anxious, the Northland fell, and the situation was out of control again. If the barbarians captured the surrounding Mingzhou and other cities, they could drive straight in and point directly at the throat of Dayue.

"Your Majesty, a country cannot be without a king for a day, please think twice!"

Ye Xiang took the lead and knelt down on the ground. If something happened to the emperor, Da Yue would be a mess with low morale. How could he resist the ferocious barbarians?

Wan Teng Yuling has fought for many years and is a rare handsome talent, but his current status is different, he is the king of Dai Viet.

When the monarch of a country goes to war, it can indeed boost morale, but there are many dangers and the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

"Yes, what Ye Xiang said makes sense. If you conscript yourself, wouldn't you be telling the barbarians that I have no good generals in Da Yue?"

Several officials of the Ministry of War could not afford to kneel, and strongly disagreed with this decision.

Only when the emperor is in the capital can the people's hearts be stabilized. If the northern border is lost, the army will not be defeated in a short period of time. There must be other ways.

"After the Great Compassion Temple, Yuan Huanzhi's life and death were uncertain. I think we should send more people to find Yuan Huanzhi's whereabouts."

Yuan Huanzhi represents the Yuan family. If the barbarians can be caught and threatened, it might be useful.

I heard that Asu, the most beloved daughter of the barbarian leader, had a deep love for Yuan Huanzhi. After the sunset that day, no body was found. They sent people to salvage it in the water, but there was still no trace.

"Master Zhang, looking for Yuan Huanzhi is useless, the cliff is so steep, how can he have a chance of surviving?"

Some people disagreed with Zhang Ju's statement and stood up to oppose it. He believed that the current plan was to send soldiers to the north to support the two generals of Yu's family.

Whether Yuan Huanzhi lives or dies has little to do with them.

Besides, if the two countries go to war, is it because of the love of their children that they can stop it?
The barbarians once massacred the city and killed countless people in Da Viet, and the bloody feud between the two countries has already reached the point of endless death.

"This……"

Zhang Ju rubbed his chin. He was just looking for an excuse, but he was demolished by the officials who jumped out. How abominable!
Isn't it time to persuade the emperor to give up the idea of ​​a personal conquest?Where did the pig teammate come from, to ruin his good deeds!
After the official who spoke came to his senses, he shrank his head, faced Zhang Ju's murderous gaze, stepped back half a step, covered his face with his hands, and stopped speaking.

"Your majesty, you are personally marching, how do you deal with the affairs of the court?"

Mo Zhongchen knew Wanqi Yuling's temper, so he didn't waste his spit in vain, but asked about the emperor's plan.

"Mo Xiang, you..."

Ye Xiang was so angry that he raised his beard. Mo Zhongchen usually likes flattery the most, so that's fine, but now is a critical moment, even if he makes a wrong move, Mo Zhongchen actually messed around with the emperor!

"Ye Xiang, what am I, you are sure to convince the emperor, you come."

Mo Zhongchen rolled his eyes, he is the one he doesn't want the emperor to conscript himself, if something unexpected happens, how will his daughter Mo Yan live?
However, persuasion is useless, no one can influence the emperor's decision.

Wan Teng Yuling's face was cold, his eyes were deep, and he was indifferent to the noise below. Only he stepped out to stop this last dispute.

"Your majesty, have you discussed this decision with the empress?"

Ye Xiang had no choice but to bring out Mo Yan, whom he hated the most. He had to admit that only the empress's words could make a difference.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty whispered to each other, and secretly looked up at the emperor whose face had softened, with a small hope rising in his heart.

"I have made up my mind, retreat!"

Wan Yu Yuling stood up, turned around and left the hall neatly, ignoring the sighs behind her.

If there was a way to go, he certainly didn't want to make such a risky decision.

If the barbarians are not eliminated, they will always be a serious problem for Dai Viet.When Mingche took over the throne in the future, it would be an unstable mess.

The imperial driver's personal conquest, the sooner the better, the Northland won't last long, what he has to do now is to give Mo Yan an explanation, and find out the traitor who is lurking around him by the way.

A few dark clouds floated from the sky, covering the sun, and the whole sky suddenly became dark.

The cold wind was bleak, and the withered and yellow leaves danced with the wind. Mo Yan stretched out his hand and took a fallen leaf with the palm of his hand.

A little eunuch reported the news of the premature court, just like what she thought, but for some reason, her heart was empty.

Intellectually speaking, his decision couldn't be more correct, but emotionally, she didn't want him to take risks.

When two armies confront each other, it is not possible for one person to determine the outcome of the war. There are many constraints, and it is not possible to achieve the desired result by one's own strength.

He knew it, and she knew it in her heart.

"Mother, are you standing here, enjoying the scenery?"

Mingche and Mingxi have just learned to read for an hour, and now they come out to relax. Mo Yan hopes that they will look at green things more after they learn to avoid becoming short-sighted in the future.

"Well, the master of the two of you, Abbot Wukong will be back in a few days, remember to listen to the master's words in the future, you know?"

(End of this chapter)