usatvline Chapter 630 Chilling
Chapter 630 Chilling
Chapter 630 Chilled
For Xiao Tingshan, five million taels of silver were certainly tempting, but not as valuable as the evidence against Concubine Rou.
However, for him right now, neither Xiao Heyu nor Xiao Yuncheng are the best choices.
There is ample time……
Xiao Tingshan repeatedly reminded himself that there was a long time to come, but before he could finish his words, he started coughing heavily again.
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The sky was just getting light, and the early spring morning was still chilly.
At the Qingyuan Marquis' Mansion, Old Madam Zhao got up early because her husband and son were both going to the war, so they went to the camp early to check on the troops.
After all, Zhao Qi had not held military power for many years. Although Emperor Qianwu only allowed him to bring 40,000 troops this time, it was considered a sign of sincerity.
Zhao Qi only wanted 10,000 Longxiang troops, and the other 30,000 were from the Qingcheng garrison troops which were some distance away from the capital.
Qingcheng is a fortress for attacking the capital from the southeast. There are no powerful countries around it. The strongest country was the State of Chen which was destroyed by the Canglang King. Now the State of Chen has been incorporated into the territory of Daqian.
The rest are mostly small countries, but these small countries are close to the sea, and are very rich and well-armed. However, correspondingly, they have a small population and are unlikely to have the strength to fight against Daqian.
More importantly, most of the people guarding Qingcheng Fortress now are the Qingyi Battalion led by Zhao Qi more than ten years ago, also known as the Zhao Family Army.
Now, more than ten years have passed. Although the Qingyi Camp was disbanded long ago and many of the soldiers inside have been replaced, it is always different for Mr. Zhao.
Emperor Qianwu thought that the strong enemy in the southeast had emerged in recent years, and the garrison troops in Qingcheng had not been moved for many years, so it would be good to move them.
Old Madam Zhao and Yan Wanshuang prepared things for their husband, son and grandson to take to the war.
As a commander-in-chief, you cannot carry too many luggage, otherwise the soldiers will easily become dissatisfied when they see it. However, you have to command your subordinates, drive away the enemy, and fight, so you cannot carry too little.
The atmosphere in the Marquis' Mansion seemed a little heavy. It had been more than 20 years since they last went to the battlefield, and now the only thing left was worry.
"Mom, I made another piece of soft armor for Baopeng to wear under the armor."
Her son had never been to such a battlefield, and she was really worried, but before she could say anything, she was scolded by the old lady.
"Nonsense! Even if it's soft armor, wearing one more piece will add a lot of weight, which is a burden for Baopeng. Moreover, Baopeng is the grandson of the Zhao family, so he should be more cautious in his words and deeds. He should be treated equally with other soldiers and equipped with military supplies according to his position."
Mrs. Zhao's words made Yan Wanshuang blush with embarrassment, and her eyes immediately turned red.
"Mom, I know I'm wrong, but I'm really worried..."
Madam Zhao sighed and patted her hands: "You have to know that if he was ridiculed and rejected by other soldiers because of this soft armor, he would be isolated and helpless on the battlefield, which would really harm him."
Yan Wanshuang was stunned. She had never thought about this possibility.
Madam Zhao said again: "Bao Peng is a good martial artist, and nothing will happen to him easily. But on the battlefield, swords and knives are blind, and it is not only about personal ability, but also about cooperation with other soldiers."
Yan Wanshuang was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Thank you for your advice, mother. It was my stupidity that almost harmed Baopeng."
"You're just too worried." Old Madam Zhao shook her head and consoled softly.
Several masters of the family had to go to war, and the marquis's mansion was busy.
On the other hand, Pang Xinlian was a little impatient because Feng Wan only gave her until midnight tonight.
Once Mr. Zhao leads his army out, this matter will no longer count.
Pang Xinlian hesitated for a long time and still hasn't made up her mind. However, Feng Wan has already given her the thing and only said that if it succeeds, she will send someone to give her a message.
Although the Zhao family treated her well over the years, she was ultimately living under someone else's roof and could not fit in.
Others called her "Miss Cousin", but she knew very well that she was different from Zhao Xueqing.
Even these servants looked down on her. No one knew better than her how difficult it was.
But will Feng Wan keep her promise?
She had no father or brother to rely on, and she didn't know what she was asking for.
But the current Majesty particularly hates witchcraft. Once something happens, the Qingyuan Marquisate will be neglected by His Majesty again and lose power once again. But, will it really be like what Feng Wan said?
Pang Xinlian was still hesitant. She just thought that it was better for the Marquis' Mansion to lose power. At least when they lost power, they would not treat her as arrogantly as they did now.
She walked around the courtyard for a long time. Although she had not yet decided whether to agree to Feng Wan, her eyes involuntarily looked around the mansion, wondering where the things could be buried.
Not long after walking away, Pang Xinlian came face to face with Old Madam Zhao and Yan Wanshuang who were busy asking people to prepare things.
"Grandma, aunt." Pang Xinlian bowed and greeted.
"Why are you here at this time? Your grandfather and uncle are going to the war soon, and we are packing up our things." Yan Wanshuang spoke gently, thinking that although Pang Xinlian's personality was not pleasing, she at least had the intention.
Unexpectedly, Pang Xinlian didn't think of this at all, but asked: "Uncle Chu Zheng, will cousin Xueqing's marriage be put on hold?"
Yan Wanshuang didn't know what she meant by this. Why would she ask about Qing Jie'er's marriage for no reason?
But she didn't know that Old Madam Zhao knew it clearly and her face immediately darkened.
Her grandfather, uncle and even cousin who had raised her for many years were going to go to war. It would have been fine if she had just ignored them, but she was still thinking about the so-called marriage at this moment.
It’s really... disheartening!
Without waiting for Yan Wanshuang to reply, Old Madam Zhao spoke first: "We will discuss this later. The most urgent matter right now is your grandfather's departure for the war."
The journey was dangerous and there was a high risk of death.
Pang Xinlian seemed to not care at all, really...
Pang Xinlian lowered her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes because of Madam Zhao's impatience and cold treatment.
Water mist spread on her eyelashes, and tears were about to fall. She sobbed and looked sad and lonely.
Yan Wanshuang: “…”
Is this cousin made of water?
She really didn't know what kind of personality her aunt whom she had never met was.
A military family like the Zhao family, even if they couldn't give birth to a tiger daughter, should at least give birth to a girl like Xue Qing who is tactful and graceful.
This Pang Xinlian...
She really couldn't put it into words. She just felt as if there was a blockage in her chest when she saw it, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Grandmother, why would you treat me like this? I loved Brother Gu first, and then I knew he was going to be engaged to my cousin. Now that I'm honest with you, I'm just trying to fight for myself."
"I know that in my grandmother's heart, I am not as good as my cousin, but why does my grandmother treat me like this? What did I do wrong?"
Pang Xinlian seldom spoke so frankly. After just a few words, tears began to fall, leaving Yan Wanshuang stunned.