After rebirth, I made the princes cry

There are only three people in the Flying Eagle Order. The first one was Wang Lan, the second one was Gu Baichuan, and the third one was Sikong Yuehu. Yingshu knew that it would be impossible for her grandfather to take charge of the Flying Eagle Order again because her grandfather was not good at such matters. The reason why he became the first Flying Eagle Order was because of His Majesty's trust in her grandfather. The development and growth of the Flying Eagle Department was really due to Gu Baichuan.

Although Sikong Beichen was suspicious, his trust in Baichuan Jun was as solid as a rock. If Sikong Yuehu had not taken over the Flying Eagle Department and Baichuan Jun had always been the Flying Eagle Commander, Sikong Beichen would have been more relieved! Even the current emperor should not be suspicious of Baichuan Jun and insist on letting one of the princes take over the Flying Eagle Department, but Sikong Yuehu's appointment as Flying Eagle Commander has been more than a year.

Yingshu heard from Sikong Beichen that when Sikong Yuehu was fourteen years old, His Majesty had already entrusted all the affairs of the Flying Eagle Tribe to him!

He was not promised the position of crown prince, but was entrusted with military power. Among all the princes, Sikong Yuehu was the one who truly stood out with his own talents. Back then, Sikong Yuehu was not without the ability to shake the position of crown prince, but this person chose to support Sikong Beichen. It was certainly because of his loyalty and filial piety to his emperor and father, but after Yingshu gradually understood the power situation, even she had her doubts. Although Sikong Yuehu was talented, his talents must have required unparalleled diligence from ordinary people. Of course, this person also knew that the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. He showed his talents too early and won the trust of his emperor and father with important tasks. Although even the influence of his wife's family Shangcai Liang at that time was not enough to arouse the fear of the crown prince, Bi and Jiao, he was the one who attracted the wind because of his tall tree!

He had no ambition to seize the throne, so why did he do it despite the difficulty?

Sikong Yuehu's various self-preservation strategies did not harm the country's destiny. He was a "threat" that made Sikong Beichen, the monarch, want to kill him as soon as possible, but it was difficult to find any handle on him. Few people in the world could see through his scheming, but he seemed like a very pure person. Before Sikong Beichen died, he even had to will Sikong Yuehu as regent, hoping to use him to check and balance foreign relatives such as Fan Yanglu, to ensure that the young emperor would not be deposed and the Sikong family's territory would not change hands.

"I feel ashamed of my fifth brother." This is what Sikong Yuehu once said.

It was the first New Year after Nan Ci's death, the Lantern Festival. There was a thin layer of snow, and under the illumination of the huge lanterns, one could clearly see the traces of flying white, as if they were born in the mid-air and could not touch the ground. They drank on the east gate of the Qianghe Gate, saying that they were having fun with all the people, but in fact they were in low spirits. Those who were high up had to endure the sorrow of life and death. That year, there were only three of the former Sikong Seven Stars left. Sikong Yueyan regarded Yingshu as the enemy who killed her mother, and was busy colluding with the Lu, Cui and other tribes. Sikong Wuzhuo was making a fuss about divorcing his wife. His wife was from Jiangdong Lu, and although she was not the granddaughter of Yingshu's grandfather, Lord Yanling, Yingshu naturally would not allow Sikong Wuzhuo to favor his concubine and kill his wife. Therefore, conflicts arose between Sikong Wuzhuo and her.

There is only one prince of the royal family, Sikong Yuehu, who is still assisting Yingshu in governing this country which seems to be prosperous but is actually still full of dangers.

That day, Sikong Yuehu said that he felt guilty towards Nanci.

The whole city was bright and dazzling, but his face was cold and one hand was holding the blood-red fence, his joints were pale and protruding. After speaking a few words that came to his mind, he remained silent for a long time. She couldn't help but ask more questions, feeling extremely uneasy. Although she already knew that it was Sikong Beichen who framed and poisoned Nanci, she wondered if Sikong Yuehu was also an accomplice in this incident.

"I should have advised earlier and pardoned my fifth brother. I could have done it, but I didn't."

Yingshu didn't care about it. At that time, she thought that Sikong Yuehu could not do it at all. She knew very well that even Sikong Yuehu had become a thorn in Sikong Beichen's eyes and a thorn in his flesh, a serious concern. Sikong Yuehu's advice might even become Nanci's death warrant.

But was it because of that sentence? Because of that sentence, because his self-blame and confession were so vivid, the gap between them was completely broken down, and she began to truly trust him, to the point of gradually increasing dependence that came from nowhere.

The relationship between Wang Yingshu and Sikong Yuehu should no longer be one of life and death.

In the quiet courtyard, the corridors were filled with cold wind. The lights were swaying, and the words on the paper seemed to come alive. Yingshu pressed down the paper with a paperweight, and some memories came to an abrupt end.

The two lives were destined to be inseparable from the Sikong royal family. To her, Sikong Yuehu was a temporary ally and future opponent. The most peaceful outcome between them was to have no hatred after the victory or defeat. And this premise must be based on the fact that Sikong Yuehu did not regard Nanci as an enemy.

Deposing the crown prince has also become Sikong Yuehu's goal. This is the result of Yingshu's bold exploration.

But after Hanzhong was recovered, there would no longer be trust in the cooperation between her and Sikong Yuehu. Even if the opponent was strong, she would not be afraid. She had shown her weaknesses to Sikong Yuehu and she had borne the consequences. This time she would never take it lightly again. Among the Sikong Seven Stars, Sikong Beichen was her mortal enemy, and except for Nanci, she would not trust anyone else.

Yingshu still hoped that the plan of surprise attack on Hanzhong could be successful. She thought that if Sikong Yuehu had not been injured, the chances of victory would be greater. Since the variables came from her, she had to bear the pressure, but there were many things she could not do on behalf of Sikong Yuehu, such as leading the troops to attack enemy outposts.

She was still confident of supporting from the rear, however, if the main general Sikong Yuehu was lost, even if a surprise attack on Hanzhong could still achieve the goal, a pillar of Dayu would have been destroyed, resulting in huge losses.

It is such a complicated feeling. Sikong Yuehu has become a threat to her, but she still hopes that Dayu will not lose its pillars. The strength of the Sikong royal family is still too weak, and feuds cannot occur. This can only be the basis for consolidating the imperial power. No matter who can replace Sikong Beichen to ascend the throne, the reigning monarch cannot become a lonely man.

Sikong Yuehu, there must not be any mistakes.

Words that are not spoken cannot reach people's hearts.

After the curfew, Hanzhong City actually had fewer guards patrolling than before, but the curfew did not become a mere formality. During the war, although the fighting did not reach Hanzhong for the time being, the common people were all worried and anxious, fearing that bandits would cause trouble in the city before the enemy troops entered the city. They would consciously close their doors and windows after nightfall. Probably only the playboys who were smart enough were not afraid of breaking the curfew during this period of time. However, most of them only lingered in brothels and had no interest in wandering around in the dark alleys.

Even the bravest person could not come to Shenweifang where the Governor's Mansion was located. However, a group of ten men in black just "wandered" here. Sikong Yuehu saw a clerk in black standing outside the gate, stretching his neck and hunching his shoulders. He paused slightly. Although the clerk was a second-class officer of the Flying Eagle Division, he had never seen the face of him, the Flying Eagle Commander. It was necessary for the social officer to come forward to greet him. However, when the social officer walked past him, Sikong Yuehu still followed closely behind him.

"It's settled. Chouzheng will leave the city tonight." When the clerk saw that the people he was waiting for had arrived on time, he did not look particularly relieved, but just straightened his shoulders.

"Everything is arranged?"

"Don't worry, just follow me."

The clerk turned around and led the way, avoiding the towering Governor's Mansion and turning into a winding alley. This area was the temporary residence of the clerks of the Governor's Mansion. This clerk was assigned a house with two entrances and a loft. He had been working in the Governor's Mansion for some years. Although he had no say in front of Tong Wu, he got through to Jincheng Jun Gao, who recommended him personally, so he got a good job in the Governor's Mansion in Hanzhong. Therefore, even in this period of panic, he was not afraid to bring his real "colleagues" with him late at night, and he didn't even have to tiptoe through this alley.

Although the house was not small, he was only a clerk after all and did not have the status to order servants around. In the past, he would only call a few servants to do the repairs and cleaning of the house when necessary, so there were no outsiders in the house.

Normally it doesn't happen, but it happens today.

Ten people were tied up tightly. Although they were awake at this time, they could not make a sound. They could only stare in horror at the "visitors" who were the same number as them. It was obvious that they had a bad premonition.

This room is brightly lit.

The ten tied men were all dressed in black because they were black-clad messengers, specially responsible for transporting food and grass to Lianzhu Mountain Pass. Of course, they were all Qiang people, and they were very proud to be black-clad messengers on weekdays. Even when they were not assigned duties, they often walked around the market in black clothes with tokens hanging from their waists. With this outfit, they could not only eat and drink for free, but also tease and flirt with any outstanding young girls or wives they saw.

But now they have been "claimed".

Who are these people? Do they know magic? Why did they paint their faces like those women and suddenly look like me? They even moved their bodies and took away the token on my waist. They must be impersonators!!! This is terrible. We have to escort food and grass to Lianzhu Mountain tonight. These ten people sneaked into the camp. They must have bad intentions!!!

A black-clad policeman tried to struggle and felt a pain on his neck.

Sikong Yuehu didn't even give any orders, as he saw the clerks had quickly dealt with the ten runners. He now had a look of drooping eyebrows, slanted eyes, a high nose and a beard. He simply threw away his own sword, picked up one of the runners, drew it out of the sheath, and felt very satisfied. These runners were actually wearing iron swords, no wonder they dared to show off in the market.

Although war broke out in Northern Han, even the blockade of Chang'an City has been lifted, so Hanzhong City naturally has not been closed off. This is because although the situation is urgent, the city still needs to operate normally, otherwise he and Yingshu will not be able to enter Hanzhong City. Since they can enter the city, they can of course leave the city during the day. However, if they want to find out the defenses of Lianzhu Mountain and launch a surprise attack, they must infiltrate the Black Clothes Guards and take advantage of the opportunity of escorting food and grass to arrive "naturally".

There are 3,000 defenders in Lianzhu Mountain, but because they have been stationed at the mountain pass for a long time, they cannot always rely on dry food and pickled meat to fill their stomachs. It is also very convenient to transport fresh meat, vegetables, and other supplies from Hanzhong to Lianzhu Mountain, so they are generally replenished every ten days. However, the deployment of border passes, especially the storage of food and grass, is an important military secret. To prevent enemy spying, the black-clad officers escorting the supplies go out of the city late at night. The Flying Eagle Division had long since infiltrated this B-level officer in the Hanzhong Governor's Mansion, and it took a lot of effort to win the job of organizing supplies for Lianzhu Mountain.

Five people form a team, and ten people form a group. This team of black-clad runners was invited by the clerk to his house at noon to drink and eat meat. They were very happy that they had finally won the clerk's favor - you know, these black-clad runners don't have to escort supplies every time, especially if they only deliver fresh meat, vegetables and fruits, which they do once every ten days, there is no need to "mobilize all the troops". But no matter how many times they deliver, the salary they receive will not be different. If the organizing clerk is willing to give them convenience, they will do less work in the future and still get the same salary. Isn't that great?

As a result, they didn't drink much wine or eat much meat before they were knocked unconscious. Not long after they woke up, they became lambs to be slaughtered. Not to mention leaving their last words, they couldn't even call for help. They all died with their eyes open.

Led by a clerk, the "renovated" group of people followed to Xiping Warehouse, which was brightly lit, but there were not many black-clad officers gathered here. The clerk led a few people into the warehouse. The Yinguanwei guarding the warehouse door was obviously familiar with the clerk. He was too lazy to check the badge and just smiled and said, "You come early today."

Entering the warehouse, the clerk pointed to two carts that had been loaded and said, "Bows and crossbows are mixed in there, be careful."

There are only twenty carts of supplies escorted tonight, and a hundred black-clad officers. The leader is not a clerk, but a soldier from the governor's mansion. There are only two of them, one leading the team and the other escorting the team, one in front and one behind. They are all familiar with the clerk and are joking with him. The clerk calmly stuffed a bag of money into the arms of the two soldiers, and said with a smile, "Old rules."

One of the bodyguards glanced at the group of people following the clerk, then punched the clerk on the shoulder.

It turns out that the organizers not only have the right to arrange which black-clad escorts are sent, but there are also some other rules and regulations - the distribution of military supplies, especially the supplies of the troops stationed on the border, has never been so fair. For example, the generals naturally have to have meat for every meal. The second-class ones can also get lamb legs and ribs first. The next few classes can still get chicken and duck if they can't get lamb. The lowest class can only hope to eat a few pieces of Hu pancakes with meat scoops and a bowl of meat and bone soup every two days.

How can we satisfy our cravings if this continues for years?

There were some people with quick minds who used money to bribe the black-clad officers. Of course, the black-clad officers had no power to decide on the distribution of supplies, but they could bribe the organizers. The organizers only had to add two more bags of supplies during the preparation, and with the cooperation of the escorting soldiers, they would quietly unload the two bags of supplies and throw them at the agreed place before entering the camp, and someone would go and take them away.

These people who "buy" supplies privately are certainly not senior military officers, but the soldiers who have been guarding the border for a long time may suffer unfair food treatment but have generous military pay - if even the military pay is withheld, no one will be willing to fight for them.

Only when you have money in your hands can you think about satisfying your appetite, and of course those who participate in this "interest chain" must profit. As the "middlemen", the black-clad officers actually make the least profit, while the organizing officials and the soldiers who lead the team get the bulk of the profits. The ten black-clad officers who died today were not able to participate in this "interest chain". After all, although they knew that this "interest chain" existed, they also knew that this "interest chain" was relatively fixed and it was not so easy to intervene. They couldn't even bribe the organizing officials, let alone think about intervening. They had originally planned to mention this matter today while they were drunk, but who knew that they would be in the underworld just as they saw the light of day.

Naturally, the organizer did not arrange any other officials to be in charge of this "interest chain" today.

He followed Haohao and his party to Zhenwu Gate, and the yawning city gate official opened the gate and let them in. Since this city gate leads directly to Lianzhu Mountain, it must be the place where Dayu's Jiangzhou troops broke in. Since he was in his early ten years old, he first sneaked to Northern Zhao and then transferred to Northern Han. More than ten years have passed in a flash. In his distant memory, the scenery of Jiankang is still lingering, sometimes like a phantom dream, and sometimes like a flexible vine that has never been broken. Perhaps he still cannot return to his hometown, but his hometown will soon be closely connected with Hanzhong.

Soon, he will be able to get rid of the false nationality of the Xiongnu and Qiang tribes, and live in this city with his head held high as a citizen of Dayu. His parents will be proud of him, and he can also marry a woman who shares his ideals and raise his own children. When he is no longer a second-class officer of the Flying Eagle Tribe, he can return to the life of an ordinary person, use his real name, and enjoy peace.

As a spy of the Eagle Division, his final mission is -

Tongwu.