C140 He Received News from the Twelve Young Masters(2)

After saying that, he took out a piece of paper and drew a bamboo picture and a book. "If you can sell it at a high price, I hope you can exchange it for cash and send it to the majority." Putting down the brush, he wrote a thousand. "Thank you, for your help, for the soldiers of the three armies." Selling the word was originally the thing that Fu Ting hated the most. Now, he had received orders from the emperor to lead the troops. Raising military funds had become a huge matter. Since he had obtained such a great opportunity today, he could not care about his face and status.

It was just that this painting could not be too much. If it was too much, it would not be worth much. Therefore, Fu Ting only drew one painting and one book, all for the sake of making rich merchants who were unable to seek ink treasures compete for it.

"Lord Fu is too polite. I will definitely do my best." The scholar also returned a bow. He held onto the hand of the Talisman Pavilion and sent it all the way to the front of the carriage. "I wish Lord Fu success in your journey and return victorious."

"Thank you for your auspicious words, Brother Fu." The Talisman Pavilion's head cupped his fists and boarded the carriage. He did not delay any further and headed straight to the capital.

One day later, they arrived at Changjiang to change boats. The commanders of the water army naturally welcomed them by the shore. However, they didn't see Zhang Zhao. Taking this opportunity, Fu Ting made arrangements for the navy. "Why don't we see General Zhang Zhao?" She had long had a plan in mind on how to take back Fen Nan. After some arrangements, the navy commander had some doubts, but she was quickly subdued by the imperial edict in her hands and the power of the military.

"Replying to my lord." A general replied, "General Zhang split ten thousand troops to assist the majority. He was afraid that Great Zheng's navy would attack, so he personally guarded the Fu Yun River."

Fu Ting silently praised in his heart. It was rare for him to see the situation clearly and broad-minded. Immediately, the silent warship moved quickly. In less than half a day, they arrived at the Metropolis Ferry. One man and one horse stood on the shore.

At this moment, most of the battles were intense, and it was already not easy for the lackeys to personally welcome them. Of course, Fu Ting Zhi would not care about this. After getting off the ship, the retinue quickly moved closer and said in a suppressed voice, "General Ye is in the South Plains!"

"!" This sentence shocked Fu Ting so much that he took a few steps back and stepped into the river. "Is that true? "

"How can it not be true?" Master Hu dragged Fu Ting up from the river and said, "Yesterday, a righteous man came in the middle of the night and said that he was General Ye's subordinate." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper. "You should recognize General Ye's handwriting."

Fu Ting Zhi took the short piece of paper and raised his head to write, "Brother Hu, you are well. My foolish brother, Qingcheng..." Tears had already moistened his eyes. "It has been a year. Finally, there is a message..."

"This place is not a place to talk." Hu Lian looked at the soldiers who were lining up after getting off the boat. "Let's first settle down the soldiers. We will talk about it later." They greeted the deputy commander who was wearing the uniform of a general. "General, how should I address you?"

Fu Ting Zhizhi held the short letter tightly in his hand. He heard by his ear how Hu Tie arranged for the soldiers to enter the city and set up camp, but he didn't hear a single word.

The Qiu Dynasty was close and when he heard the words' General Ye 'and saw that his Mistress's expression was not right, he had already helped her by the side: "Young Master, it's time to get on the horse and enter the city."

"Yes, yes." Fu Ting wanted to climb onto the horse in a daze but he staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Qiu Qiu saw that she was not right and followed him, so he caught her. "Young Master, be careful!"

In a daze, he followed the army into the city and did not have the mood to look at the situation in the city. They only thought about the news that came out of nowhere and that person. He did not know how he was doing right now, but it was dangerous for him to be trapped in the enemy's camp. What should he do? How should he help him? Something like that.

Qingcheng, Ye Qingcheng, and Fu Ting called out this name in their hearts. It had been a year since he recovered from his illness, and Fu Ting had never shown the slightest bit of love in front of others. Even when his father asked, it was mostly excuses.

That person's name, to the Fu Clan, slowly became a taboo. It was also a taboo to the Talisman Pavilion. She didn't dare to mention it, and she didn't dare to think about it. After all, she was still the same mischievous person as before. However, there was always a part in her heart that was always faintly painful, and it was always faintly painful, tough, and long.

The Qiu Dynasty did not dare to disturb its master, who had been in a daze all this while, and together with Second Winter, they packed up their luggage, laid out their bed, and folded their clothes. After they were done, the retinue had settled down and the soldiers had come to visit.

"What plans does Ting Zhi have?" The First Prince's countless sieges had already been pushed back, and the lackeys had even come to bring Zhang Zhao and his deputy. Since his superior had come to the main city and they were old friends, no matter what, Zhang Zhao had to make a trip.

Fu Ting tried his best to calm himself down. "General Zhang, please return quickly. Just leave your deputy here." After saying goodbye, he sent Zhang Zhao away. The battle was dangerous, and he didn't have the time to pretend to be polite.

"Qingcheng's letter says that she wants to assassinate the first prince. She hopes that we can cooperate..." Fu Ting asked his retinue, "How is the situation with the first prince every time he fights?"

Hu Lai summarized the situation of the First Prince. "Attacking cities is different from fighting in the wild. Even if the First Prince appears, he will only be in the middle of the army and won't charge to the front line."

Were they surrounded by soldiers and soldiers in the middle? Fu Tingzhi had a slight headache. "When will the messenger come again?"

"He said he will come at midnight." Hu Lian thought for a moment. "I've already sent a letter yesterday to ask General Ye to come and fight against the enemy. I don't know what Ting means, but I don't dare to make the decision on my own, so I didn't tell him about Ting Zhi's arrival today."

Fu Ting didn't speak for a long time. The lackey and deputy waited silently for a while before they heard her say, "Invite all the commanders of the City Protection Legion Corps here." The generals of the navy had received their orders and returned to their camps to transfer troops.