Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1562 Disobedience

In fact, what Fang Zilan didn't know was that Pei Ranqing was really ill during those days. Most of the people in the Pei family were not in good health, and Pei Xiaoze was already the best among them. So the documents she sent to the Ministry of Revenue for approval were not returned at the instruction of Pei Ranqing, but were returned on the initiative of the Minister of Revenue.

As for why she did it so deliberately, it was very simple. Since the beginning of the new year, not to mention the people in the Ministry of Revenue, everyone in the court knew that the Empress Dowager disliked her. Moreover, the Empress Dowager was from the Pei family, so the Pei family didn't get along with her. So the Minister of Revenue was smart enough to do this, thinking that it would not give others a handle, but also make things difficult for her and vent the anger of the Pei family. Why not do it?

Unexpectedly, Pei Ranqing, who had just recovered from his illness, heard about this and went to the Ministry of Revenue to demand an explanation. In the words of Duke Ran, who had not been to the Ministry of Revenue for ten years, "Even if you have to destroy your family property to help the crisis, you must settle the debt in the southeast." Those who knew about it would be fine, but those who didn't would think that it was his Pei family ancestral hall that was destroyed in the southeast.

The Minister of Revenue was so frightened that he sorted out the accounts in the southeast overnight. As soon as the memorial of approval came out of the Imperial Study, the national treasury sent the silver to the southeast. Needless to say, this was so efficient that it was obvious that the people in the Ministry of Revenue had given advance notice.

However, this was not the end. Someone from the Su family got the news from somewhere and said something to Pei Ranqing. They also secretly informed Zhuge Yu and sent someone to deliver the silver to the southeast, directly bypassing King Rong'an, for fear that someone would embezzle a single cent of it.

The money from the southeast was finally gathered, but the military pay for the war on the border was really too much. The Minister of Revenue was overwhelmed by the documents from the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Works also came to join in the fun, saying that there was a problem with the military workshop. The Minister of Revenue was thrown into boiling water and rolled around. Not only did he lose a layer of skin, but he also dared not to report it to the Pei family, fearing that Pei Ranqing would go there in person, which would really ruin his family.

There are many people involved in this, everyone has ulterior motives, and the relationships are complicated. As for how much Li Shengxuan knows and how much he has done, no one knows.

Fang Zilan didn't know the interests behind it, so she walked with ease. She led 3,000 soldiers from the camp outside the capital and rushed to Qiluo City in a mighty manner.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, Fang Zilan set out before dawn, which was completely different from the scene of thousands of people cheering and seeing him off during the expedition to the northern border. In the endless darkness, only the lanterns hanging high on the corners of the towers seemed particularly bright.

Li Shengxuan stood on the tower, not too far away, looking at the resolute figure, and suddenly remembered the first time he led troops to quell a rebellion. It was also on a summer night that the 15-year-old King Xiang left after counting the troops, without stopping for a moment.

At that time, his brother Emperor Ning Shun stood on the tower to see him off, and now he stood on the tower to see Fang Zilan off. More than ten years have passed, and Dajing has never been truly stable.

Yucheng King Li Qiyou, who was standing behind him, suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes widened, "Lord Fang is actually wearing armor, how strange."

Li Shengxuan pulled his thoughts back and asked, "Didn't she wear armor when she fought in battles before?"

"Never wear it." Li Qiyou recalled, "Before in the North, Lord Fang thought the armor was heavy and cumbersome, and often went into battle in riding clothes. If someone advised him not to, he would at most put on two pieces of iron to deal with it."

Zhuge Yu looked solemn. "Murong Xun has always been known as the God of War of Miluo. The former Miluo commander Murong Chen was his disciple. However, in order to protect his wife's health, he has not been to the battlefield for more than ten years. I didn't expect that he would lead the troops in person this time."

"Murong Chen, is he the one who died at the hands of Lord Wei?" Fang Zilan's voice was very soft, but Zhuge Yu still heard it. His voice was a little low, "Yes, it's him." As he spoke, his shoulders trembled slightly. Fang Zilan suddenly thought of Zhuge Shan, bit her lip immediately, turned to Deputy General Cao and asked, "What's going on in the palace?"

Deputy General Cao hurriedly said, "His Majesty heard the news and urgently summoned Lord Wei to the palace. Before Lord Wei entered the palace, he sent someone to find me and let you know so that you can have an idea."

"Lord Wei is very thoughtful. I will thank him if I have the chance." Fang Zilan sighed softly, "A battle with Miluo is inevitable. I just don't know who your majesty will send to fight?"

"Inevitable? I don't think so." Zhuge Yu calmed down and said calmly, "Sister Lan, you and I just came back from the southeast not long ago. No one knows the situation there better than you and me. Dajing may not be able to afford this battle."

"But if we don't fight, can we not seek peace?" Fang Zilan said sternly, "If we just give in and let others bully us, we won't even have bargaining chips."

Zhuge Yu made a serious analysis, "General Shen in the Southeast Camp has been pacifying the refugees. Now that he has heard the news, he must reorganize his army before rushing to the southern border. He has already lost the opportunity. The Dugu family garrison in the western border cannot move without authorization. The northern border is too far away, and the Huangfu family will definitely not be able to make it. Lord Wei in the suburban camp has fought with the Miluo people before. Logically, he knows the Miluo people best, but now he has the responsibility of protecting the capital, and I am afraid he is too busy to do anything."

"Hearing what Ayu said, I am the only Duke of Yue who can fight and is free to take care of myself. I am worth using." Fang Zilan's lips curled slightly, "However, the one His Majesty urgently summoned to the palace was Lord Wei."

"If we really have to fight, it will be extremely dangerous. Lord Wei is in command, so he has more confidence than you." Zhuge Yu said mercilessly, but Fang Zilan just smiled, "Then according to Ayu, how much more confidence do you have?"

Zhuge Yu did not answer, but Deputy General Cao could not help but whispered: "Actually, it's almost the same."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan and Zhuge Yu's eyes fell on Deputy General Cao at the same time. He boldly said, "When Murong Xun led the army, Lord Wei was still a half-grown child and had never fought with him. In this respect, the eldest brother is similar to Lord Wei."

"But Lord Wei is the one who defeated Murong Chen, so he has more confidence than me." Fang Zilan said lightly, but Deputy General Cao disagreed, "Boss, you are the one who conquered Liujin City, and you are the first in Dajing. How can you be so self-deprecating?"

Fang Zilan's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled and said, "Old Cao, you're good. You even use the word 'self-deprecation'. It's true that when you've been away for three days, you should look at someone with new eyes."

Zhuge Yu was also stunned. How could he have forgotten that the person next to him was the only general who had conquered Liujin City in all these years? Did he think that her chances of winning would be less than Wei Mao's just because she was a woman?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, "Yes, maybe Sister Lan, you have a better chance."