Chapter 1835 Want to Starve the King to Death?

Chapter 256 Want to Starve to Death?

"Wait." Mo Shanghua, who had been silent by the side, suddenly raised his eyes and said, "After all, eight thousand elite soldiers have been transferred, which is not a small number. Please, General Mo, continue to order and strengthen the army." Patrolling around to prevent rioters from mixing in during this period of time."

After a pause, she turned her eyes and glanced at the servant next to Yan Beicheng, "Zhao Yin in each city also ordered them to strengthen the patrolling and martial law in each city and county to ensure the peace in the city."

Both Mo Jiang and the boy did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Yan Beicheng.

"My concubine's words are equivalent to my king's words." Yan Beicheng didn't seem to care, and spoke very casually, but his words couldn't hide his love.

"Yes." After the boy answered, he hurried down.

It was the first time Mo Jiang saw Mo Shanghua, and seeing her so smart, he couldn't help but take a second look, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and then he said "yes" before going down.

Early the next morning, Mo Shanghua was ready to go, and Yan Beicheng and Yan Moli were already ready, and the group led a small team and hurried to the meeting place outside the city.

As for Mo Jiang, after going to see Yan Moli yesterday, he mobilized troops overnight and waited at the reconciliation place outside the city.

After the group reconciled, they continued to move forward and reunited with the five thousand stragglers that Yan Moli said. In this way, more than ten thousand soldiers and horses headed for Anzhou mightily.

The distance between Anzhou and Yuzhou is not too far. After marching like this for two days, the soldiers and horses successfully arrived at a place thirty miles away from Anzhou, and set up camp here.

At that time, the night was dark.

However, Yan Moli dragged Yan Beicheng over, and discussed with him and several generals about the crusade tomorrow.

It was not easy for Mo Shanghua to participate in it, so he sent Qin Lin out to find out the current situation of the rioters.

After Qin Lin came back, he seemed to be in a bad mood, his face was extremely serious, and he said in a stuttering voice: "The king, the princess, the servant, the servant found out that the current situation seems to be extremely bad."

Mo Shanghua raised her eyebrows slightly, sat up straight, "How is it?"

Qin Lin wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, his complexion was not very good, "The news from the spies in the camp, An, there were only a few hundred rioters in Anzhou, and after their instigation, they gathered more than four thousand people from nearby Later, I heard that the imperial court sent people to suppress them, but unexpectedly, they directly arrested civilians and filled them into their army. Now there are more than 7,000 people in total."

"More than 7,000 people? There are so many!" Mo Shanghua's eyebrows were tightly knit into a ball, and her face was a little dignified.

When she first came to this world, she read a lot of history books. According to the records in the books, since the founding of this dynasty, the largest civil uprising was only more than 2,000 people, and it was caused by the remnants of the previous dynasty. .

Wu County is only a small county, and the disaster of food shortage is not a serious disaster. It is far different from the severe drought in the whole country decades ago. There were not so many rioters because of this. Compared with it, it is too weird that such a small disaster caused such a large-scale rebellion.

However, she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

Thinking of this, Mo Shanghua frowned even tighter, with a strong doubt in her eyes, "Is there any other useful news?"

Qin Lin shook his head, with a look of shame on his face, "This slave is stupid, stupid, I can only find out this kind of news at present."

"Okay, I see, you go out." Now it's only near Anzhou, and it's midnight, and it's not Qin Lin's fault if he can't find out, so Mo Shanghua didn't pursue it further, "I was too hasty You must be tired after driving for two days, go rest first."

"Yes." Qin Lin nodded, and was about to go down, but Mo Shanghua suddenly remembered something, and called him back again, with strict eyebrows, "By the way, this place is no better than the mansion. You must not walk casually, and if there are no special circumstances, you must follow me during the day."

Qin Lin even stroked the back of his head honestly, and said with a smile: "The servant knows that the princess cares about the servant, of course, I will obey your orders, you can rest assured."

Not long after he resumed speaking, he said that he was always stumbling like this, but the honesty on his face was still the same as before, which made people feel really comfortable.

"That's good." Mo Shanghua tapped her chin before turning around and sitting down.

Seeing this, Qin Lin quietly retreated at the right time.

In the army, Moshanghua and Yan Beicheng can each set up a courtyard, but now the conditions in the army are limited, so the two can only live in one military tent together.

Now that she knew too little about Anzhou, it was impossible for her to just sleep like this, so she simply waited for Yan Beicheng to come back in the tent.

When Yan Beicheng came back, the night was dark, and Mo Shanghua was holding a book and reading it in front of the candlestick. It was not until he approached that he came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at him, "You come back gone."

Under the light of the dim and gentle main lamp, Mo Shanghua's fair cheeks were shrouded in a layer of soft light, which added a bit of gentleness to her usually cold cheeks.

The coldness in Yan Beicheng's eyes dissipated immediately, turning into a puddle of warm water, but when it reached his mouth, he returned to his formerly useless appearance.

"This king doesn't want to either." He slumped directly on the cushion beside Mo Shanghua, looking exhausted, "After listening for so long, I didn't understand a single one. It's almost moldy, I'm really tired."

This place is no different than in the palace. Although there are many eyes and ears, if you want to say something secret, you can still create such an opportunity. In today's military camp, there are not a few people in Yan Moli, so it is natural to be careful everywhere and not forget to be on guard at all times.

Mo Shanghua naturally knew this too, her fan-like eyelashes moved lightly, and she said very considerately: "I think the prince must be a little hungry for dinner today."

"It's obvious that this king was called away by the second brother before he finished using it up!" Mentioning this matter, Yan Beicheng's face suddenly filled with resentment.

"My lord calm down." Mo Shanghua put the scrolls aside, took the thick porcelain teapot aside, poured a glass of water and handed it to Yan Beicheng.

Yan Beicheng took it and drank it down, touched his belly, couldn't help crying, and got up from the small mat again, "Come here."

As soon as the words fell, two soldiers guarding the door came in, bowed and clasped their fists and said, "See you, my lord."

Yan Beicheng waved his hand casually, and said, "I haven't eaten too much for dinner, so pass it on quickly and prepare some for me."

The two soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and then one of them said with a rather embarrassed expression: "My lord, the kitchen is already resting now, if I cook now, I'm afraid..."

"Where is so much nonsense." Yan Beicheng's fair cheeks suddenly darkened a little, and his face showed displeasure, "It's a big deal if this king is hungry. Don't you think that this king is in your heart? Starve this king to death?"