Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

After Shen Wansheng only talked with Master Xu, he left Xiangyi Mansion and turned back to Changshan Mansion controlled by Changshan Shen.

With the influence of the Huangfengkou War last year, Mr. Xu took over the Xiangyi Mansion very smoothly.

The old Xu family's rice grain shop reopened, relying on the rice grain they hoarded in Kun County, and in just a few days, the grain price in Xiangyi Prefecture was knocked down.

For a time, the people of Xiangyi Prefecture's recognition of Mr. Xu skyrocketed.

At this time, Xu Lao Er also rushed to Fucheng.

Xu Lao Er, who rushed to Linyao City in a hurry, thought he was going to start a massacre in Fucheng, but he never thought that he didn't need to take action at all, and the matter had been completely resolved.

The yamen of the prefect of Xiangyi Mansion, and the study room in the back house.

Old Master Xu looked at his three sons with a serious face, raised his hand and tapped lightly on the armrest of the Grand Master's chair.

"Tell me, the emperor asked me to lead the troops to Qifeng Mansion, should I go?"

"Of course not!"

Xu Lao Er didn't even think about it, "Father, are you stupid? You are about to rebel when you look at Jie Yun Dao. You pretended to be sick before, and now you are going to Qifeng Mansion. You don't have a fever, right?"

"Stinky boy, what did you say?"

As soon as Old Master Xu heard the words of Old Second Xu, he stared straight at him.

"Second child, are you itchy?"

Boss Xu followed his father closely and denounced the second eldest Xu.

Xu Lao Er hurriedly admitted his mistake, laughed, and said, "Dad, what, you know, I'm just saying, why are you being so serious? If you're stupid, wouldn't your son be even more stupid?"

"..."

Hearing Xu Lao Er say this, Xu Laozi was completely speechless.

If it wasn't his own, he would definitely beat this dumb bastard.

"Father, let's talk about business!"

Xu Laosan raised his hand and waved, "You've got things done on your side, but you haven't organized the army for a long time. If the news reaches the emperor, I'm afraid it won't be very good."

"that's true!"

Old Master Xu nodded and said, "What do you think of my plan to slow down the troops?"

"I can see it!"

Boss Xu nodded.

Xu Lao Er blinked and said, "Father, big brother, what the hell, if the time for the rebellion on the Jie Yun Dao is delayed, how many days can we delay it?"

"Then what's your idea?"

Old Master Xu looked at Second Xu with a smile, and he had already made up his mind. If Second Xu had no good idea, hum!

Xu Lao Er smiled complacently and said, "I think, Dad can convey the instructions of the army first. But, as long as the army and horses can't be mobilized, then there is no problem!"

Emperor Yongping asked Mr. Xu to mobilize his army to go to Qifeng Mansion. Then, the premise was to mobilize the army.

As long as this army can't be reorganized, Mr. Xu can't go to Qifeng Mansion alone!

"Boss, third, what do you think?"

Mr. Xu raised his eyes to look at Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu, and frowned slightly.

"I think this method works!"

Boss Xu pondered for a moment, "To mobilize the military horses, we must first prepare food, grass and military salaries, and we don't have that."

"Father, I think we can send someone to ask the emperor for food and military salaries!"

The troops and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

Last year, there was a severe drought in Xiangyi Prefecture, and the granaries everywhere were basically empty. Although Zhao Bingzheng was responsible for most of the disaster relief food, Shen Wansheng's overhaul of the official road and the establishment of the official carriage still consumed a lot of the food and silver in Xiangyi Mansion.

"Third, come and write a book, ask the emperor for food and money!"

As the old saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.

If you want soldiers to go to the battlefield and play their lives, you have to pay.

"okay!"

Xu Laosan agreed simply and neatly.

Writing a book about this kind of thing is not difficult for him at all. Moreover, he can write this book out of flowers.

...

Mr. Xu discussed with his three sons how to delay the time, while in the Jingbian City of Qifeng Mansion, Emperor Yongping was in new trouble.

Eunuch Lan couldn't bear Emperor Yongping to be the monarch of the subjugated country in confusion, and he did not hesitate to break his bottom line, to clarify his situation to Emperor Yongping, and to give some suggestions.

Originally, Eunuch Lan's proposal was a good one, to let the nobles and generals who followed Emperor Yongping's expedition personally bring their elites, like northern barbarian cavalry, to fight each other. Small groups of soldiers and horses against small groups of soldiers and horses, Datang's side, with the advantage of weapons, is enough to crush the northern barbarians.

However, both Emperor Yongping and Eunuch Lan overestimated the abilities of generals like Xungui and the Second North and South Battalions.

In the past few days, Datang and the small group of Beiman have had more than a dozen confrontations, and Datang has never defeated once. Losing soldiers and destroying generals is a trivial matter, but letting Beiman get the weapons and armor of the Tang Dynasty is fatal.

"Eunuch Lan, what should I do in this situation?"

Emperor Yongping was a little panicked.

Repeated defeats were a heavy blow to Datang's military morale.

Although Eunuch Lan is extremely skilled in martial arts, his military skills are really not that great.

"Your Majesty, why don't you call King Yan here?"

"Or, send someone to urge Wu Chenghou and his son!"

By this time, Eunuch Lan also understood that, relying on those pampered nobles in Beijing, as well as the flowery generals of the North and South Second Battalion, this personal expedition was doomed to complete failure.

"Father Lan, you are right!"

Emperor Yongping immediately sent people back to Beijing and summoned King Yan to the front of the army. At the same time, he sent an imperial emissary to let the old man Xu and his son go to Jingbian City as soon as possible.

...

The capital, the palace of the King of Yan.

King Yan has woken up, and his injuries have improved a lot.

Princess Yan did not act so close because of King Yan's injury, and she still lived comfortably in the backyard of Prince Yan's mansion. Of course, it was time to arrange someone to take care of King Yan, and she also arranged it well.

"Princess, my lord, please come over!"

When the maid who was instructed to serve King Yan came to Princess Yan to convey King Yan's instructions, Princess Yan just glanced at the other party lightly, and said, "How is your body recovering?"

"Back to the princess, the prince's body is basically fine."

"Then, go back!"

To see King Yan?

Princess Yan has no such interest.

She is no longer the concubine Yan who regarded King Yan as heaven. She was lucky enough to walk out of the view of Wynn, so she no longer wanted to wrong herself.

Whether it is King Yan or Mrs. Xu, even the queen mother in the palace is no different to her.

Either abolish her as a princess, or do whatever you want.

"My lord, the princess won't come!"

The maid turned to King Yan's side and spoke cautiously.

In today's Prince Yan's Mansion, everyone understands that the relationship between Prince Yan and Princess Yan is a little weird. But no one dared to say anything.

When King Yan heard the maid's reply, he was stunned for a while, then he waved his hand and sent the maid to retreat. King Yan lay on the couch, dazed in silence.