The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Han Dingtian swallowed the second half of his words and changed his words to: "As you know, my great minister is aware, disasters have continued to strike within the borders of Dawu, and food is in short supply everywhere. I have come to the capital to meet Your Majesty this time, hoping that Your Majesty will allow the soldiers on the border to gather their own food supplies so that the army can safely survive the winter."

Han Dingtian felt uneasy when he said the same thing.

The military rations for the border troops had always been sent by the imperial court. Now, due to the continuous disasters in various places, the border military rations had to be stopped.

But collecting military rations on your own, to put it bluntly, means hoarding food and independently controlling the army. What do you want to do?

Han Dingtian watched Emperor Wu's expression anxiously.

Emperor Wu's face gradually changed from ashen to relaxed, and Han Dingtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Wu said gently, "Two hundred thousand soldiers are stationed on the border to resist the barbarian invasion. How can I let them gather their own food supplies?"

"How about this, you guys gather the money on yourselves first. If it's not enough, I'll ask the Grain Reserve to come up with a solution."

Han Dingtian was very disappointed. The Emperor Wu changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He said nicely that you, the emperor, care about the border soldiers, but your face was very gloomy just now.

Han Dingtian was certain that if he dared to directly say that he hoped the emperor would provide military rations, his position as commander would be over.

You can't really lead hundreds of thousands of troops south to attack the capital at that time, right?

Even though he was the commander-in-chief, many of his generals disagreed with him, and the emperor could make him lose everything with just one decree.

Han Dingtian kowtowed with gratitude to express his gratitude.

After leaving the palace, Han Shixian asked with youthful vigor, "Father, why don't you ask the emperor for military rations?"

"They even suggested that we gather our own rations. That's enough food for an army of 200,000 for the entire winter. Where are we going to get it?"

He really didn't understand. Didn't they come to the capital to ask the emperor for military rations? Why did his father change his mind when they actually met the emperor?

Han Dingtian glanced at him and shook his head slightly: "The emperor won't give it to you. Let's think of a way."

Is there any way to solve this problem?

Even though Han Shixian was full of dissatisfaction and felt that his father was causing trouble for him, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

After returning to Yang Mansion, Han Dingtian discussed the matter in detail with Yang Long again.

Finally, he decided to go to the Sixth Prince's Mansion in person to ask for a solution.

Ning Yi was watching his hundreds of servants training in the front yard.

These servants are already the third and fourth batches.

This is also the last batch of recruits in the capital.

The fifth batch has gone to Jiangdong to recruit teenagers over the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Qin Haifeng sighed, "Your Highness, in a few months, these little servants will finish their training and we'll be able to raise thousands of soldiers again."

He had to admire that His Highness was really good at leading the team.

To train soldiers, one must first train their generals. Train these little brats intensively for a few months and then throw them into the barracks where they will be filled with grassroots officers to firmly control the army.

Ning Yi shook his head slightly: "It's still too slow."

Emperor Wu’s attitude yesterday had made him realize that time was running out.

The Fourth Prince's misdeeds were exposed several times in succession, but he was always just punished and left alone.

Ning Yi didn't believe that the old emperor was so worried about the fourth son who kept getting into trouble. He must be preparing for his funeral.

"Have Wang Hu and the others made arrangements?"

Zeng Rou replied softly, "Your Highness, Wang Hu and his group of five hundred senior men have been assigned to the mines by my father. They will first train several thousand new recruits, and then these servants will take over."

Ning Yi nodded: "Wang Hu and his men are Tiger Guards, they are all experienced, we can't waste their talents."

Now that he has met them, Ning Yi is not going to let them go.

Others don't dare to use the Tiger Guards, but he doesn't care about that.

Qin Haifeng frowned a little, and after thinking for a while, he reminded: "Your Highness, the Tiger Guards were once the most powerful and elite troops in the Great Wu Kingdom."

"If Wang Hu and the others are just training new recruits, it would be a huge waste."

"I think it would be better to use them as a foundation to rebuild the Tiger Guards, so that we can fight against the Imperial Guards when the time comes."

In Qin Haifeng's eyes, these Tiger Guards were very famous, and it was a great loss for them to only serve as instructors for new recruits.

Ning Yi chuckled nonchalantly, "You really underestimate these new troops of my prince."

"You'll understand then."

At this time, a servant reported that Han Dingtian came to visit.

Ning Yi's mouth curled up slightly. Han Dingtian has been in the capital for so long, and he is really patient.

It was not until the issue with the barbarian delegation was resolved that they came to find me. It seems that the issue of military rations for the border troops is not urgent.

After Ning Yi returned to the hall and sat down, he asked someone to invite Han Dingtian over.

This time, Han Dingtian brought Han Shixian with him and carried several boxes of treasures.

As soon as he entered the room, he bowed and saluted: "I am Han Dingtian, your humble servant, and I am honored to meet His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince."

Although Han Shixian, who was standing next to him, was very unhappy with Ning Yi, he thought he was just a playboy.

But I had to bow.

However, from the time Han Shixian entered the Sixth Prince's Mansion until now, he has been looking around for Yang Ziqin.

Unfortunately, I never saw her.

I imagined that Yang Ziqin must be locked up in a small dark room and being tortured by this bastard prince.

Ning Yi calmly picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked calmly, "General Han, what brings you to see me this time?"

Han Dingtian first glanced at his son beside him, then said in a muffled voice, "Your Highness, last time my son offended you at the Yang Mansion, I have been looking for an opportunity to apologize, but I have been delayed recently due to the issue of the barbarian delegation. I hope Your Highness will not blame me."

Han Shixian suddenly looked at his father. No way, when he came here just now, he said he wanted to ask this bastard prince for food, so how come now he wants him to apologize?

Han Dingtian glared at him fiercely and said, "You bastard, why don't you apologize to His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Even though Han Shixian felt extremely aggrieved after being yelled at by his father, he could only bow his hands with a very bad expression: "Last time, it was Han who was rude and reckless. I formally apologize to Your Highness."

He apologized, but his words didn't show any sign of being convinced.

Ning Yi did not forgive him directly, but sneered faintly: "Since you apologize, you should act like you are apologizing, right?"

"In that case..."

The shrewd Han Dingtian immediately understood what he meant and kicked Han Shixian on the knee.

Han Shixian exclaimed and knelt down in front of Ning Yi.

"Father……"

"Shut up."

Han Dingtian glared at him fiercely: "You ignorant bastard, recognize your mistakes. If the Sixth Prince doesn't forgive you, kneel down and die."

Han Shixian felt very aggrieved. He felt like a dog kneeling before his love rival, a useless prince who was just waiting to die.

Han Dingtian bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, I will accept your punishment. I will not object."

He was giving the Sixth Prince enough face.