After hearing what Zhao Wenhan said, everyone thought about it and felt that it made sense.

Beijun is indeed more important to Daxia, so Emperor Xia cannot just watch Beijun be defeated, so it is inevitable to send troops northward.

Didn't Emperor Xia send 70,000 troops northward last time?

Zhao Wenhan glanced at Chu Qinwu and Wang Hai at this time, and then said lightly: "Let's go, His Majesty is still waiting for us to discuss important matters."

After the words fell, Zhao Wenhan walked towards the side hall. Chu Qinwu and Wang Hai glanced at each other, and then hurriedly followed.

At this time, Wang Chengshuo came to Lu Shuyun's side. Seeing Lu Shuyun's eyes squinting at Zhao Wenhan's back, Wang Chengshuo whispered: "Your Highness, I think what Prime Minister Zhao did is right. Since there is no way to stop His Majesty from sending troops north, why not We might as well offer to support Beijun, so that the Ministry of War can participate in the discussion on how many troops to send northward."

After hearing Wang Chengshuo's analysis, Lu Shuyun thought for a moment and felt that it made sense.

It seems that Mr. Jiang is still hot. If it were him, he would definitely find a way to prevent his father from sending troops northward.

There are already 50,000 heavy cavalry in Beijun. Why are they sending troops north? They just want the 50,000 heavy cavalry to be disintegrated. It is precisely because of this idea that they seem to be too eager for quick success. It is not right to consider things in this way. Very thoughtful.

Lu Shuyun was a little lucky. Fortunately, Zhao Wenhan, an old fox, was from his side.

Next, just wait for the result of their discussion.

About an hour later, Lin Gaoyuan was the first to come out of Emperor Xia's study. He seemed much calmer today, unlike last time when he was suffocating because of sending troops north.

Lin Gaoyuan quickly returned home.

Lin Xiuming happened to be at home at this time.

After seeing Lin Gaoyuan come back, Lin Xiuming took the initiative and asked: "Dad, when can I go to the front line?"

The 70,000 troops led by Lin Xiuming had just returned from Beijun, so when the war between Daxia and Dawu broke out, Lin Xiuming and the 70,000 troops had been repairing in the capital and were not sent to the front line to fight Dawu. This made Lin Xiuming Xiu Ming felt a little restless.

After all, that man didn't want to make a contribution, and this was a national war, not like Beijun. The scale of this war was very large. Dawudu had already assembled an army of nearly 800,000 people, and Daxia had mobilized an army of 400,000 people.

If he can make contributions in this war, Lin Xiuming's prestige in the army will be greater and his status will be greatly improved. Therefore, Lin Xiuming has been looking forward to the imperial court transferring him to the front line.

Hearing Lin Xiuming's question, Lin Gaoyuan smiled and then touched his beard.

"You're going to the front line soon."

Hearing this, Lin Xiuming was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, "Really? How many soldiers does your Majesty plan to give me?"

Lin Gaoyuan immediately said: "Don't be too happy. Your Majesty only plans to give you 20,000 soldiers, and your main task is not to fight, but to transport supplies."

Lin Xiuming was dumbfounded. He was a dignified general. He was not allowed to go to the front line to lead troops in the war. Instead, he was asked to work in logistics?

Lin Gaoyuan and Lin Xiuming were stunned, so he continued: "In addition, the front line I am talking about does not refer to the battle in the west, but the north.

"North...north?"

Lin Xiuming's face was full of confusion.

Isn't the war in the north already over a long time ago? The Sirius King's tribe was demolished by the Northern King. He had just returned from Beijun, so why is there another war in the north? Who dares to provoke the King of the North who has 50,000 heavy cavalry at this time?

Lin Gaoyuan continued: "I just received the battle report when I went to court. The King of North Xian led an army of 200,000 people to go south. The King of North Korea sent a red silk messenger to ask for help from the court. Zhao Wenhan and the others think that the war with Dawu is more important now. So I plan to send you to Beijun to transport some supplies and help the King of Bei to resist the King of North Xian from going south."

After hearing what his father said, Lin Xiuming was a little confused.

I just came back from Beijun not long ago, and I'm going to Beijun again?

Why did he go to Beijun? Did he go to Beijun to help King Bei clean the battlefield and carry the corpse?

The North King relied on the few soldiers in Beijun to defeat even the 300,000-strong army led by the Sirius King. The court needed to send troops north there.

Seeing that Lin Xiuming seemed a little unwilling, Lin Gaoyuan asked directly: "What, you don't want to?"

Lin Xiuming came to his senses and said, "Dad, with the 50,000 heavy cavalry in Beijun, there is no need for the imperial court to send troops north, right?"

Lin Gaoyuan said: "Do you think that sending you north is to resist the 200,000-strong army of the Northern King? The imperial court sent you north just to stabilize the Northern King. After all, the Northern King sent a red silk messenger. Asking for help, who doesn’t know that King Bei’s methods are extraordinary and he doesn’t need help from the court at all, your 20,000 soldiers are no different from the peasant soldiers in the transportation team.”

Lin Xiuming said unhappily: "It doesn't matter who you send. Why do you have to let me go? I still want to fight against the Dawu Dynasty and achieve more military exploits."

Lin Gaoyuan laughed, and then said: "How old are you this year? Why are you so anxious to achieve military success? Look at Zhou Wangtian and Mu Changtian, which one will end well."

Hearing what Lin Gaoyuan said, Lin Xiuming was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was indeed not a good thing to have too many military achievements.

Lin Gaoyuan touched his beard and then said: "Now the ministers in the imperial court and those aristocratic families basically think that the 50,000 heavy cavalry are His Majesty's private soldiers. But according to the information you brought back from Beijun, in my opinion, it can Asking the Imperial Master to personally visit Beijun and asking you so many questions shows that His Majesty does not understand Beijun at all."

"There is a high probability that these 50,000 heavy cavalry will only obey the orders of King Bei. King Bei is not a simple person. It will not hurt if you have more contact with him."

Hearing Lin Gaoyuan's words, Lin Xiuming was startled.

His father was very taboo about the matter of seizing the heir. No matter which prince came to see him, he always had the same attitude, that is, he was determined not to take sides with anyone. Basically, he had an attitude of not caring about himself.

But today his father actually asked him to have more contact with King Bei. Doesn't this mean that his father is very optimistic about King Bei and that he is the crown prince in his heart?

Seeing Lin Xiuming looking at him in surprise, Lin Gaoyuan said: "What is your expression? There is something on my face or something."

Lin Xiuming came to his senses and said, "Dad, do you really think that King Bei may finally..."

Lin Xiuming did not continue. After all, this kind of thing is not convenient for public discussion.

Lin Gaoyuan said: "No one can say for sure. By the way, didn't you say you saw Xiaoyun in Beijun last time?"

After Lin Xiuming stayed in Beijun for so long, he naturally heard about Xuanyue Palace opening a restaurant in Beijun. He and Lin Wanyun also met and chatted for a few words.

Lin Xiuming said: "Well, I heard that she seems to have been living in Beiwang Mansion."

Lin Gaoyuan pondered for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Although I don't know what Xuanyue Palace wants to get from King Bei, but if your sister can become King Bei's woman, it will be the best for you."

Um...this...

Lin Xiuming reminded: "Dad, if I remember correctly, Sister Yun is already in her thirties this year. Some people in their thirties have children as old as King Bei..."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Lin Xiuming's meaning was obvious, that is, at Lin Wanyun's age, she could be the mother of King Bei.

Lin Gaoyuan glared at Lin Xiuming, and then said: "You know nothing. King Bei has not had a mother since he was a child. People like him like most mature women who are older than him. Look at Chu Yuqin, heaven The Wolf King and Princess are not that old anymore."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get ready quickly."

"The grain and grass household department is ready for the expedition. You will have to go north in no more than five days."

Lin Xiuming sighed and said nothing more.

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