Father is on top, I was wrong

After nightfall, there was no shelter outside the city, and the cold wind gradually picked up. The refugees were all in groups of three or five, embracing each other, hiding under the thin quilts temporarily distributed by the government to keep each other warm.

In the end, Wen Wujue couldn't bear it any longer, his arms became more and more sore as the weather got colder, so he could only call Lu Jia and prepare to go back home.

Xiao Gui stopped Lu Jia, "I will send Xiangfu back, riding a horse is faster than a sedan chair."

Wen Wujue shuddered at the thought of the bone-chilling wind on the horse's back, and wanted to refuse, but seeing the bearers rubbing their hands in the cold, he finally nodded.

After getting on the horse, Xiao Gui held him in his arms, wrapped him tightly with his cloak, and the two bodies were almost stuck together.

Wen Wujue sensed a strange feeling, when did Xiao Gui become so considerate?

Don't ask, it just changed today.

Xiao Gui's body was as hot as charcoal fire, Wen Wujue only felt the warmth behind his back, probably only his face was hurt by the wind, but his body was not very cold.

He didn't think too much, he was very tired and just wanted to go back and have a good rest.

Unfortunately, he thought too well.

Before arriving at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he saw a brown war horse galloping towards the other side of the street in Pingkangfang. The man on the horse was wrapped in a piece of red cloth on his chest and had a flag planted behind him. He was coming very fast and menacingly.

"Eight hundred li urgent military report! Report to the prime minister!"

The sound was so loud that almost every household could hear it on the empty Pingkangfang Long Street.

Both Wen Wujue and Xiao Gui could hear clearly from a distance, their hearts sank.

Eight hundred miles is urgent.

It means something big happened.

The lights at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion were brightly lit, Wen Bo rushed out in a hurry and stopped the people coming, "Here!"

The man had no time to rein in his horse, so he jumped off the horse, rolled and crawled, his voice hoarse, "Where's the prime minister? Urgent military report at eight hundred miles! Report to the prime minister!"

Wen Bo hurriedly helped him up, settled his mind, and said: "The Prime Minister is outside the city and hasn't come back yet."

"It's too late, which city gate is the prime minister at? Which city gate?"

Wen Bo stopped him, "Don't worry, the prime minister should be back soon, if you go over now, maybe the prime minister is on the way back, if the two miss you, it will delay things even more."

The visitor's face was full of travel and dust, and he was very anxious. It was obvious that he had been on the road for several days, and his legs were shaking from exhaustion.

While supporting him, Wen Bo asked someone to bring warm sugar water, fed him water, and let him have a rest.

After a while, I saw a tall white horse reining in front of the gate of the mansion with a "wheeze".

"The prime minister is back."

Xiao Gui carried him down, Wen Wujue walked over in three steps at a time, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The man's lips were all chapped, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but he managed to swallow, and said with difficulty and clearly: "Half a month ago, Shi Huaiqing rebelled and opened the Shimen Pass. Beiyan cavalry drove straight in and went down several cities. Quickly mobilize troops to resist, but they are retreating steadily. At the end of the future, Beiyan has already reached Hongjing Mountain, I am afraid that now...now..."

Everyone at the scene stared in horror. Further south of Hongjing Mountain is Changping Island.

Once Changping Continent is taken down, the door to the Central Plains will be wide open, and the Northern Yan Iron Cavalry will enter the plain without any obstacles.

Wen Wujue was drenched in cold sweat when he heard this, the plot in the book obviously didn't appear until the last two-thirds, how come it happened so fast now?

Could it be that since he changed some things, everything will no longer follow the original track?

But immediately he didn't have time to think so much.

He said softly: "I see, you go down and rest first."

A young servant took the people down.

The figure of the visitor disappeared at the end of the long corridor, Wen Wujue's expression changed, and his voice was tinged with chill. "Uncle Wen, I need to trouble you and Lu Jia."

Wen Bo responded immediately: "The Prime Minister ordered it."

"You take my souvenir and set off overnight. You must arrive at Hongjing Mountain within half a month to meet King Ning, and he will give you the soldier talisman at that time."

Although Wen Bo didn't know what to do, he knew that it was just to obey orders.

"Remember, King Ning is a traitor. Hongjing Mountain will definitely not be able to defend it. Don't waste a single soldier. After you get the soldier amulet, don't catch King Ning. Go immediately and retreat to Changping City immediately. The army buys time."

It took Wen Bo a long time to digest the information.

"Then Prime Minister, what if King Ning chased him to the city of Changping? After all, he is a relative of the emperor, so if we keep him out of the city like this, I'm afraid..."

Wen Wujue has read the original book, and he clearly understands King Ning's traitorous deeds. It is not impossible to find evidence, but it is too late.

He sneered and said, "We have seized the military power, what evidence do we need?"

After seizing power, any evidence or crime can be weaved, and it doesn't matter at all.

Seizing power is the point.

Wen Bo nodded, "I understand."

"Take care and go with Lu Jia. Only you, King Ning won't be suspicious."

"Yes." Wen Bo hurried away.

Wen Wujue looked around, and casually pointed to a few servants in the prime minister's mansion, "You, you go to the Forbidden Barracks to invite Master Xu, you go outside the city to invite Master Tang, and you, you go to invite Master Guo, he and The mansion of General Huwei, Mr. Zhang, is very close, so you can come and invite him, and you should move quickly, within a stick of incense."

The boys looked at each other in blank dismay, and after responding, they all started to run in the next moment. On the street where the north wind was howling, everyone ran stumbling.

After finishing the order, Wen Wujue only felt exhausted, with a faint pain in his arm, and his five fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Xiao Gui stood behind him, supported his body, and helped him through the door, feeling that he could float down like a fallen leaf at any time.

After a while, Wen Wujue said slowly, "This time the attack on the northern border can only be led by the emperor."

"I know."

Wen Wujue slowly counted the available people, "Master Xu wants to guard the capital. I don't worry about the Marquis of Anping in southern Xinjiang. I must let Mr. Zhang go. This time, Beiyan may invade by taking advantage of the war in southern Xinjiang. The thieves in southern Xinjiang will not follow suit. Moreover, the Northern Yan soldiers have enough food and grain, and they may also give food and grass as gifts, and invite cloth thorns to attack from the north and the south."

Xiao Gui is very clear about the affairs on the battlefield. Most of the generals who followed the late emperor in the early years died of illness or were dismissed and returned to the field. Now there are not many available, so he has to go.

"Where's the father?"

Wen Wujue sighed, "I will go to the northern border with the army. King Ning and the six princes of Beiyan are not easy to deal with. I don't feel at ease if I don't go there myself."

He still didn't say a word, King Ning and the six princes of Beiyan are both scheming and scheming people, after all Xiao Gui is too young and tends to act impulsively, I'm afraid he may not be able to control it.

Besides, once the war broke out, who else could handle the problem of food and grass supply except him?

Xiao Gui's face sank like water, and he suddenly hated what he had been doing before?

The time has passed, the study room of the Prime Minister's Mansion is brightly lit, and various important documents are spread out on the huge Eight Immortals table. Wen Wujue and Xiao Gui sit on the top, and sit in pairs at the bottom. Yu, Guo Xuanzhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and Zhang Chengzhong, General Huwei.

The doors and windows were tightly closed, the charcoal fire was burning inside, and it was warm and harmonious, but everyone's faces were calm.

"I think you all know the matter, so I won't go into details." Wen Wujue drank his saliva, and said slowly: "The war is urgent, and the army will go to the north tomorrow. The emperor is the commander, and I am the warlord. Let's go north together. After I leave, the internal and political affairs of the DPRK and China will be handed over to Mr. Guo."

Guo Xuan had just scolded Wen Wujue for having his conscience eaten by a dog last time, but he did not expect that he would dare to entrust all the government affairs to him, so he couldn't help but be flattered, "The prime minister values ​​him very much, and this subordinate will definitely do his best and live up to the entrustment."

Wen Wujue smiled, last time he pointed to his nose and called him by his first name, but now he is called Prime Minister.

He said softly: "Master Guo has always been diligent and upright, I am very relieved. There is only one thing, don't confront the Xue family and the Wang family head-on."

Both of these two families have done all sorts of dirty things behind their backs. If they offend them, they may not dare to do anything on the surface, but they will plot scheming secretly.

Guo Xuanzhi hurriedly said: "Your official must remember."

Wen Wujue nodded, and turned to Xu Ding, "Master Xu, I don't need to say anything else, the safety of Bianjing is in your hands."

Xu Ding has served as the commander of the imperial army for several years, with rich experience, Wen Wujue is relieved, this person is calm and strategic, and he will not make mistakes.

Xu Ding cupped his hands and said: "Prime Minister, don't worry, you will understand in the end."

"Boss Zhang, although I know you are old, but in times of crisis, you are the only one who can help you."

Zhang Chengzhong is 68 years old this year. He has spent most of his life on the battlefield. He has made great military achievements. He should be at the age of enjoying his old age, but his body has always been strong and he does not want to be disarmed.

"Prime Minister, it's rare that the old stuff is still useful, so you can just send it to me. As long as I have a breath, I will definitely not let those thieves cross the border."

Lao Ji Fuping, ambition of thousands of miles.

Everyone's heart warmed when they heard this, who gathered here today is not loyal?

Guo Xuanzhi is also not young, so he also said with a smile: "Each and each other are two old things."

Wen Wujue hooked the corner of his mouth and turned towards Tang Yu.

"Run Zhi, what I entrust to you is probably the most difficult of all."

Tang Yu smiled knowingly.

"I don't have time to deal with the refugees. I can only leave it to you. The treasury is empty, and there is no surplus food. I can only use the last resort."

Tang Yu blinked, "What can the prime minister do?"

"As far as I know, there are often bandits near the outskirts of Beijing. King Xue's family will transport grain to the capital after the autumn harvest, and they will pass through Qinjun Mountain. Counting the days, it should not be finished recently. If this is on the road Is it normal to be robbed?"

Wen Wujue held the teacup calmly.

Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

What is the prime minister trying to do?

Looting food?

Guo Xuanzhi has always been upright, and immediately retorted: "This kind of thing is not allowed."

Wen Wujue said indifferently: "Does Mr. Guo think that it's okay to let the grain rot in the granary and live with insects? It's okay for the refugees to die of hunger and cold?"

Guo Xuan was blocked for a while and had nothing to say.