C137 Prime Minister Night Visit(1)

Zhou Wendi paid a great deal of money to the head of the gazebo. He actually still had 130 thousand water army control rights. Ever since the battle at Tushan, Zhang Zhao's name had risen, and Emperor Zhou had ordered him to guard the Lower River. That was to say, most of the gates to the east. Zhang Zhao's loyalty and reputation were high, even though the military budget was tight. He actually recruited twenty thousand new recruits. The Great Zhou navy and Zhang Zhao's Tushan water army had a total of one hundred and thirty thousand.

The City Governor Army was the last army under Emperor Zhou Wen's command, and it was also the central force of the protectorate. Together with the palace guards, they protected the safety of the imperial city. At this moment, Emperor Zhou Wen had split the City Protection Legion into ten thousand to hand over to the head of the Talisman Pavilion. To put it nicely, it was a form of sympathy. The truly perceptive one was Emperor Zhou's move. It was already known that the tragic battle ahead would definitely result in a great number of casualties. And the imperial court no longer had any troops to assist them.

Fu Zhizhi used Emperor Zhou Wen to help him up. "Thank you, Your Majesty!" This was the first time Fu Zhizhi had seen Emperor Zhou. "Unfortunately, General Ye Qingcheng's instruction is nowhere to be found. This lowly subject is not a military general. I am merely scheming and scheming. Therefore... " After thinking for a while, he said, "The enemy can retreat for a while, but they cannot. I hope you will make your decision."

He was worried about the control of the navy. It was really difficult to retreat with just the troops of the City Protection Legion Corps and the City Protection Legion Corps alone. Now that 130 thousand troops were in his hands, the situation was different. Regarding the entanglement of the water army and the cavalry forces supporting each other, every time the retinue sent letters, they would talk about it.

The few generals of the navy also wanted to send troops to assist Fennan and the other cities, but they were worried that they would not be able to replenish their troops after they used up their forces. In the future, the navy would not be able to defend against the invasion. Once the navy was lost, Jiangnan would be finished. Who would be willing to shoulder such a huge responsibility? Hence, the navy and the cavalry had been acting on their own for a long time.

Most importantly, none of the generals in the Great Zheng Dynasty could shake the navy and the cavalry. Now that Emperor Zhou had obtained Fu Ting, he naturally needed to borrow her reputation to firmly unite the last military force of Great Zhou. At this moment, he did not care that Fu Ting was only a civil official. A decree sent a third-grade pawnshop to the position of commander of the three armies.

When Emperor Zhou heard Fu Ting say that he could retreat for a moment, he was overjoyed. "It's good that he can retreat for a moment." Just as he was about to call someone to give him some rewards, he suddenly remembered that the treasury was empty. He covered up his voice and asked, "When do you plan on setting off, Official Fu?"

"When I leave the Palace, I will prepare to pack up. Tomorrow, I will go to the Zhicheng City barracks to order troops and set off on the next day." Since he had agreed, he could not delay any longer. How could Fu Ting not know that reinforcements were like putting out the fire?

Fu Ting saw that Emperor Zhou did not understand his words at all. 'Unable to retreat for the rest of your life, you have to plan ahead of time.' It was truly a pity. Was there really a need to protect such a muddle-headed emperor?

"That's good!" After discussing some more details, Emperor Zhou ordered Steward Liu to stand at the side. "Lord Fu's health is not good. Prepare a sedan to send Lord Fu out of the palace." He then got up and personally sent him out of the Imperial Reading Room.

After repeatedly thanking the dragon for his grace, Fu Ting took the sedan out of the palace. When he arrived at the Pillglow Sect, he changed into a carriage and returned to the courtyard in exhaustion. When he got off the carriage, he saw that Fu Jiang was filled with regret and worry as he welcomed him, "Second brother, you are finally back. What did His Majesty say? Did he blame him? Is the earl's residence safe? I saw the old prime minister leave the Palace..."

Fu Zhizhi glanced at Fu Jiang and saw that he walked freely. He knew that kneeling for half a day didn't hurt his body. In his heart, he was resentful: His skin is rough and his flesh is thick. Hmph!

Ignoring Fu Jiang, he flicked his sleeve and ignored Fu Jiang's extended hand. He got off the carriage. Then, he turned around and ordered Yanzhi and the others, who were waiting anxiously, "Yanzhi, help me pack up immediately. His Majesty has ordered me to go to the capital." He took a few steps and said, "Tomorrow, we will enter the military camp of the Governor-General City. We will start tomorrow."

"What? !!!" Everyone was shocked and stood rooted to the ground. In a moment of desperation, Autumn grabbed hold of Second Winter. "Is it true? Is it true?"

Fu Jiang, who had been struck by a bolt of lightning and lost his soul, finally woke up. "No, absolutely not... How can this be? I'll go and beg His Majesty to allow me to represent Liu... "

"Shut up! Fu Xuanzhi, shut up!" Fu Tingzhi was finally enraged. "Someone, send Third Young Master back to his room." After giving his instructions, he looked at his brother with a serious expression. "Reveal your actions properly."

" Brother! "Fu Jiang was about to persuade him when Fu Tingzhi waved his hand." Invite Third Young Master back to his room. If he doesn't go, tie him up and carry him inside. "

"Second Brother, don't worry. Don't get so angry." Fu Jiang saw Fu Ting's expression and didn't dare to say anything else. "I'll go." He lowered his head and looked back three times.

Finally, he had dealt with Fu Jiang. Fu Ting immediately felt exhausted. He stretched out his hand and waved at Big Autumn. Big Autumn said weakly, "Why are you standing there? Go and bring me a bowl of ginseng soup." He dragged his heavy steps and walked step by step into the courtyard. Yanzhi and the others didn't dare to help him, so they followed behind him dejectedly.

After drinking the ginseng soup to recover some of their spirit, Fu Zhizhi was about to give orders to Qiudong Yanzhi, but it was already late at night. Just as they were about to rest, a message came in from outside saying that the old prime minister had arrived.

"Please go to the study and wait for tea." Fu Ting hurriedly straightened his clothes and went out to welcome him. "The old prime minister came without saying anything and missed the night. This student is ashamed." He respectfully followed the teacher and student ceremony. You actually brought Fu Ting along in front of His Majesty. As an official, Fu Ting considered him as a student of the prime minister.