Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1366 News

"What else does Prince want to say?" Fang Zitong stopped but did not look back.

"Second Miss Fang, although you are unwilling to give in, I am willing to give you another chance." Murong Qing said coldly: "As far as I know, your father is not at home, otherwise you would not come to beg me."

Fang Zitong felt as if a cluster of ice crystals had grown on the soles of her feet, freezing her in place. She could not move and felt cold all over.

"Could it be that my information is wrong?" Murong Qing said, observing Fang Zitong's reaction. After a long while, she slowly turned around and said, "As long as the prince can get Miss Awan back from the Xiahou family and bring my father back to the Fang family..."

She paused, as if she had made a great decision, "No matter what the prince wants, I will agree to it."

Hearing this, Murong Qing smiled like a child who had succeeded in a prank, with innocent cruelty revealed in her pretty face, "Okay, as Second Miss Fang wishes."

He raised his hand after he finished speaking, and Meng Tingyang beside him took the order and left. Seeing this, Fang Zitong suddenly reacted, "Prince, did you know this a long time ago?"

Murong Qing smiled and said, "Second Miss Fang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Zitong took a step back in shock and bumped into the corner of the table. The pain made her shudder, but she was more sober than ever before. "Murong Qing, what do you want?"

"Second Miss Fang, please rest assured. I have no interest in your Fang family." Murong Qing casually took the teacup from the table and drank a few sips slowly before saying, "I will ask my wife for anything I want. Second Miss Fang, just tell my wife what I said."

Fang Zitong was silent for a moment, "What does the prince want to ask Lan'er for?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Murong Qing put the teacup back and said calmly, "I just want Madam to owe me one."

His tone was filled with a hint of melancholy. If he hadn't been so close, Fang Zitong would have almost thought she had misheard. "What did the prince say?"

"The Fang family started out as merchants, and they have always been well versed in business." Murong Qing looked at Fang Zitong steadily, "I personally think that human relationships and business are no different."

Fang Zitong frowned, with suspicion clearly on her face.

Murong Qing ignored Fang Zitong's reaction and continued to talk, "I owe her one, and she owes me one. Back and forth, we are entangled and can never be separated."

When Fang Zitong heard this, she completely understood that Murong Qing had never been interested in Dajing, the Fang family or anything else, but Fang Zilan herself.

"I have said everything I need to say." Murong Qing stood up and straightened his sleeves. "Next, it's time to get down to business."

Fang Zitong's heart tightened. Before she could say anything, she heard Murong Qing say, "Miss Fang, please wait for good news."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Fang Zitong bowed. "I will convey your words to Lan'er verbatim. As for whether she agrees..."

"Miss Fang, don't worry about that." Murong Qing interrupted Fang Zitong and said to Meng Tingyang who was waiting outside the door, "Let's go to Xiahou's house."

A certain deputy general said, "Our spies reported that Murong Xun had a sudden illness and couldn't make it here for a while, so we secretly ordered people to escort food and fodder to come ahead."

"Sudden onset of an old illness?" Fang Zilan frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Lang and said, "Deputy General Zhou, I remember you told me before that Murong Xun had a serious illness at the beginning of the year. Do you know the specific circumstances?" "This... I'm not particularly clear. I only heard that at that time, the Zhongzheng Palace invited famous doctors from all over the world, and even invited the Miluo priests, and found many ways to save Murong Xun's life." Zhou Lang said slowly: "Since then, Murong Xun has lived in seclusion and rarely went out, and he didn't even go to the morning court."

"Murong Xun is so ill, why did the new emperor of Miluo let him lead the army?" Fang Zilan looked solemn. Zhou Lang did not speak. A deputy general beside him could not help but said, "Since Murong Xun is seriously ill, why don't we rob the Miluo people of their food supplies?"

Fang Zilan raised her eyes and looked over. "Deputy General Chen, you were the one who led the people to burn the food and grass during the day and night attack. Are you sure they were all burned?"

"I can't guarantee that everything will be burned out." Deputy General Chen lowered his voice a little. "The situation was urgent that day. I didn't see the end because I had to escape. But the wind was strong that night and the fire spread quickly. Even if the people of Miluo tried to save them quickly, I'm afraid there wouldn't be much left."

Fang Zilan recalled that night, when she left the camp, she looked back and saw that the fire was so big that it could not be put out. Thinking of this, she felt relieved, but she still did not agree with Deputy General Chen's idea of ​​robbing food and grass.

"Master Fang, we can't miss this opportunity. If we can cut off the food and grass supply of the Miluo people, they will surely be thrown into disarray." Deputy General Chen still did not give up and advised: "When the imperial court's reinforcements arrive, we will be able to beat the Miluo people back."

"If the secret grain transportation is a trap, and Murong Xun didn't suffer from a sudden illness..." Fang Zilan didn't continue, and Deputy General Cao's expression froze, "Then won't we lose many brothers in vain?"

"Send someone to investigate." Fang Zilan said, her eyes fell on Deputy General Chen, and she said coldly: "Without my order, no one is allowed to move without authorization. Violators will be punished by military law."

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison, causing Fang Zilan's heart to fluctuate and she couldn't control herself.

If the news is true, then God bless Dajing. This is a great opportunity for them to turn the tide of the war.

But if the people of Miluo deliberately spread false news, it would result in casualties and increased consumption, which she could not afford.

She had said that she would defend Miluo City for a month, but less than ten days had passed. For the first time, she felt that each day was like a year.

"Report!" The loud voice of the messenger broke the silence in the tent, "There is a white flag hanging in the tent of the Miluo army outside the city."

Fang Zilan blurted out subconsciously: "What did you say?"

The messenger repeated, "There is a white flag hanging in the tent of the Miluo army outside the city. In addition, Jiang Hanze is organizing the troops."

"Could it be that Mu Chuji is dead?" Fang Zilan's eyelids twitched, and Zhou Lang nodded, "It should be. According to the rules of Miluo, if an ordinary general died, there would be no need to hang a white flag. And Jiang Hanze is reorganizing his army at this time..."

Fang Zilan gnashed her teeth and said, "He wants to avenge Mu Chuji."

"Master Fang, if we confront the Miluo people head-on, we will get nothing good." Deputy General Chen stood up again at this time, "I volunteer to rob the Miluo people's food and grass."

On the other side, a deputy general also agreed, "If we rob the Miluo people's food and grass, not only can we cut off their supply, but also solve our food and grass problem."

The other deputy generals also echoed: "Yes, the imperial court's grain and fodder are on the way, but the southern part of the country has been in chaos recently. Who knows if it can arrive on time?"

Fang Zilan raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet. She looked at Deputy General Chen steadily with a serious expression: "I will give you a thousand men, you go and rob the Miluo people's food and grass for me. If you can't rob them, burn them."