The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Seeing this, Song Yuntang stood up with the help of Xu Qingye.

"Mom, have you seen that doctor? What did he say?"

Mrs. Tang walked forward with red eyes and hugged her in her arms.

"Although I don't know how you ended up in Cile Town, in my heart, you are our daughter."

Being held in her arms, Song Yuntang's body was a little stiff.

She looked in the direction of Nanny Chen, wanting to know what happened when Madam Tang met the doctor just now, only to see that Nanny Chen also had red eyes.

"The doctor said that if Madam is determined in her heart, there is no need to be too serious about it. Children are the result of fate from past lives."

After hearing this, Song Yuntang finally understood.

I guess Mrs. Tang didn't get a definite answer from that doctor?

She patted Mrs. Tang's back gently.

"Whether I'm your daughter or not, I still call you mother. Since the doctor hasn't found any evidence, there's no need to worry. We can find evidence eventually if we take our time."

But, twenty years have passed.

After the second young lady of the Tang family was born, the total time that all the people who had contact with her should not have exceeded two hours, and there were no special marks on her body.

Who can remember something from that long ago?

It would be really strange if this could be quickly found out.

Furthermore, if she was the daughter of the Tang family, how did she appear in Cile Town?

Who are the daughters of the Song and Lin families?

Is Lin Zhaozhao really a daughter of the Lin family? Or was she originally a daughter of the Song family?

These mysteries cannot be explained.

Mrs. Tang nodded while crying.

"I won't check anymore. Whether it's true or not, I'm sure it's you."

After calming Mrs. Tang down, the mother and daughter chatted for a while. After she left, Song Yuntang looked at Xia Ning standing beside him.

"Xia Ning, have someone check with the midwives who were involved with the Song and Lin families' births back then. Ask them if the two children had birthmarks on their bodies after they were born?"

Xia Ning replied yes and asked the secret guards in the mansion to investigate.

……

Seeing that there was only half a month left in the three-month vacation, Xu Qingye wanted to take advantage of this time to spend more time with Song Yuntang and Hao Ting.

Honeysuckle entered the yard and bowed to him.

"Sir, someone is coming from the palace."

Immediately afterwards, a eunuch walked around the screen wall and bowed to Xu Qingye.

"Lord Xu, today our spies reported that the Western Regions are deploying a large number of troops to the northern border and have already bypassed Qingmu Mountain. His Majesty has sent this servant to summon you back to the palace to discuss this matter."

The man nodded calmly and looked at Song Yuntang beside him.

"Tang'er, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Song Yuntang smiled.

"Go ahead, business is more important. Wencheng is still in the northern border."

Xu Qingye nodded and touched Hao Ting's head.

"When Daddy is not at home, you must take good care of Mommy."

Hao Ting held his head high and chest out, his big eyes with distinct black and white shining brightly, like a little man who could stand tall and upright.

"Don't worry, Daddy, Hao Ting will."

Xu Qingye smiled gently, quickly changed into his official uniform, and followed the eunuch out. Although he still looked calm, his steps were a little hurried.

Song Yuntang watched him leave, then pulled his son aside.

"Come on, Mommy will take you to play on the swing."

Hao Ting tilted his head.

"Mom, sit on the swing, Hao Ting will push it."

Song Yuntang laughed and said, "You can't push me."

Hao Ting raised his little fist.

"Dad said Hao Ting is a little man, but I'm very strong. Mom, please don't underestimate me."

"Hahaha..." Song Yuntang was amused by him again, "Okay, today it's Hao Ting's turn to push the swing for mother."

……

in the palace.

When Xu Qingye arrived at the imperial study, many important ministers had already arrived, and the emperor was sitting behind the table with a serious expression.

He didn't say anything, but just stood beside the ministers.

Two more ministers arrived one after another. When the emperor saw that almost everyone was there, he began to discuss serious matters with everyone.

someone asked.

"Your Majesty, Princess Lou Yishang of the Western Regions is still held hostage in Daxia. Is the information from the spies reliable? Do you not care about the princess's life?"

Speaking of this princess, the emperor couldn't help but frown.

"After the spies brought back the news, I specially ordered someone to go to the posthouse. The guards said that Lou Yishang had been staying indoors for the past few days. We thought she had been staying at the posthouse, but in fact she had already escaped on the night of the Lantern Festival in Beijing."

Someone was surprised.

"So, Princess Lou Yishang's visit to the capital was nothing more than a conspiracy in the Western Regions?"

"No wonder! There are so many good men in the capital, but she chose none other than the married Mr. Xu. It turns out it was just a delaying tactic."

"A little girl, yet she managed to fool the entire court, both civil and military officials. How despicable! How hateful!"

The emperor looked up at his ministers.

"Now is not the time to attack the princess of the Western Regions. I have ordered the blockade of all major checkpoints. If anyone suspicious is encountered, they will be immediately arrested and brought back to the capital."

He paused, then continued, "The borders of Great Xia have been in turmoil for years. Over the years, Prince Heng has colluded with the Northern Frontier and has emptied the national treasury. Now, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. If either the Western Regions or the Northern Frontier attacks, I have the confidence to stand firm. However, if the two countries join forces, they will ultimately be a formidable enemy. If we fall into a protracted tug-of-war again, the people and soldiers on the border will suffer in the end. Do you, my dear ministers, have any plans to deal with this?"

Everyone looked at each other, thinking of countermeasures in their minds.

After a moment, someone stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, don't we have gunpowder? The Western Region army has just crossed Qingmu Mountain. We can have the Ministry of War transport more to the northern border. It should still be in time."

"If Lord Chen can think of it, why can't I?" The emperor rubbed his brow. "Not to mention the extremely high cost of gunpowder, the recent investigation of Prince Heng by the court has consumed too much energy, and the Ministry of War has limited gunpowder on hand. It will take some time to rush production now."

Tang Jingshan stepped forward.

"In that case, we just need to find a way to destroy the alliance between the two countries."

The emperor's eyes lit up.

"How do we break it? Master Tang, do you have any ideas?"

Tang Jingshan was lost in thought and speechless for a moment, but the ministers around him offered suggestions one after another.

The most popular call was to send envoys to the Western Regions to alienate their relationship with the northern border.

Xu Qingye didn't say anything, but kept staring at the map hanging in the imperial study.

The emperor saw that all the ministers had spoken, but he was the only one who remained silent.

Following his gaze, she then asked.

"Does Xu Qing have any alternative solutions?"

"First, stabilize the Western Region, then have the Northern Territory speed up the closing of the net, so that the Western Region will retreat in the face of difficulties. This will not only save manpower and money, but also ensure Daxia's own interests and quickly resolve the crisis."

He came to the map, pointed to the location on it and spoke.

"The army's march is relatively slow, and the journey from the Western Regions to the Northern Frontier is difficult and dangerous. Even if we bypass Qingmu Mountain, it will take at least twenty days to reach the northern border."

"Aside from the time it takes to report back along the way, if Your Majesty immediately orders a team of men to disguise themselves as Northern Frontier soldiers and ambush them along the way, even if they deduce that the enemy isn't Northern Frontier warriors, they won't dare to continue on and risk the destruction of their nation."

"The worst-case scenario is that we'll stay where we are and wait for a response from the Northern Frontier."