The Story of the Male Supporting Counterattack

The battle with Dayong took a lot of time, and it has been three years in the blink of an eye, and no matter how sparingly used Bai Su's antidote is, there are only a few left today.

When Bai Su didn't know about it, everyone in Qiushuilou sneaked into the territory of Beirong by taking advantage of the chaos of the war.

As winter approached, Fu Qingxuan finally led some of his soldiers back to the court in triumph. In the bustling city, there were thousands of empty alleys, and the people lined the streets to welcome them. Many people had bright and enthusiastic smiles on their faces, but within a short while, they covered the corners of their mouths and began to cry.

After several battles, less than one-third of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who went there are now less than a third. Many soldiers are seriously injured, dragging broken arms and stumps, but they still insist on defending the country.

In this fierce battle, the people of Yin Kingdom paid an incomparably tragic price. Even though Dayong was defeated steadily, everyone knew that there was an even more fierce Beirong waiting for them.

Bai Su waited at the gate of the city with the others, seeing the soldiers of the three armies slowly approaching, but never seeing Fu Qingxuan's figure, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and asked a familiar general, "Where's Your Majesty?"

The general's eyes flashed, his face was troubled, but he quickly covered it up, coughed dryly and said: "Your Majesty is exhausted from running around for days, and his energy is not good. Now he is resting in a soft sedan chair."

Something was wrong, very wrong, with Fu Qingxuan's temperament, if he was not seriously ill and couldn't get up, how could he let someone buy a soft sedan chair for him when he was marching and fighting?

Bai Su looked at the general, and it was no surprise that he saw dodge and worry in the eyes of the other party.

In the middle of the night, under the guard of An Jiu, Bai Su broke into the Qianqing Palace with a strong attitude, and saw the pale and weak man lying on the hospital bed, and only then did he understand what happened.

"When did it happen?" Bai Su sat on the side of the bed, looking at Fu Qingxuan's legs tightly wrapped in gauze.

Fu Qingxuan propped himself up on the bed with one hand, his face was thin and haggard due to the three-year war, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and there was a dense layer of blue stubble on his chin, but his eyes were greedily staring at Bai Su, Hearing this, he licked his dry and cracked lips, and said with a smile: "In Baishui Town, I accidentally fell into an ambush by Nangong Xuping. Use human life as bait to coax me into taking the bait..."

Bai Su unconsciously clenched her hands on her knees, "Baishui Town? Didn't I have someone send you a kit back then, it was clearly written in it, why is it still..."

"I didn't look at it." Fu Qingxuan took out a light blue kit from his arms, held it firmly in his palm, lowered his eyes, and slowly stroked it with his slender fingers a few times.

Bai Su only felt an indescribable annoyance rising in his heart, "Why don't you watch it?"

Fu Qingxuan suddenly approached, raised his long eyebrows, and smiled wickedly, with a trace of ruffian that he had never seen before with this person, "Can you forget what I said three years ago?"

Bai Su became nervous, shrank back and tried to avoid the other party, and changed the subject, "When will this injury heal, and will it affect walking in the future?"

Fu Qingxuan frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Bai Su's attitude, raised his eyes and glared at him, but still replied: "There should be no serious problem, but the timing is too coincidental, so we have to spend a lot of effort to hide it. Come down, otherwise someone with a heart will find out, and it will cause trouble."

Bai Su hesitated for a moment, and reminded him: "Merciful Ning Palace, you'd better be careful."

Fu Qingxuan tilted his head slightly, carefully studied Bai Su's awkward expression, suppressed a smile, and replied: "I'll save it, I'll trouble you again."

Bai Su sighed, came aggressively, turned around and walked away worried.

Back in his bedroom, Bai Su dismissed all the palace people around him, put down the gauze curtain, and hid in the corner of the bed to summon the system.

"Xiaojiao, did any of the worlds I conquered before serve as generals or military advisers? Can you let me borrow memories from other worlds for a while?" Bai Su looked expectantly at the soft Banana in front of him.

Xiaojiao unceremoniously rolled his eyes at him, "Host, you really think too much."

"Okay..." Bai Su actually felt that he was not expected to be a general, but it was just a fluke, so he had to lower his requirements, "Then can I use the points to exchange for military books in the real world?"

"This is fine." Xiaojiao readily agreed.

The next day.

As soon as Fu Qingxuan got up, he saw Bai Su walking over with a stack of books, threw them into his arms with a blank expression, and said inscrutablely: "Sometimes fighting doesn't have to be done by yourself. Wouldn't it be wiser to achieve 'planning strategies and making decisions thousands of miles away'?" After speaking, he turned and left.

The book was half the height of a person, and Fu Qingxuan was almost crushed to death. He was bewildered, but after listening to Bai Su's words, he seemed to realize something. When he saw the cover of the top book, his eyes immediately lit up .

""Guiguzi Art of War"?"

Although Fu Qingxuan withdrew from the front line, he left a considerable number of soldiers and horses to besiege the capital of Dayong. There are still many tedious tasks to be done in the later stage. After all, it is definitely not a matter of overnight to completely surrender a country.

The soldiers and horses brought back by Fu Qingxuan rushed to the Beirong front in time after a short period of recharging, while Fu Qingxuan himself had to stay because of a leg injury, and this just gave him time to learn the art of war.

Although Fu Qingxuan's leg injury was serious, it didn't hurt the root cause. According to the accompanying imperial doctor, he could recover after a period of rest with peace of mind. In order to stabilize the hearts of the people, he has been suppressing this matter. Only Bai Su and others A trusted friend knows.

But there is a saying in this world that paper can't wrap fire, and I don't know where it showed its flaws. The Empress Dowager Xu from the Compassionate Ning Palace insisted on inviting Fu Qingxuan to have dinner together.

Empress Dowager Xu was originally the stepmother of Emperor Yuande, not Fu Qingxuan's biological mother, but Yin people value filial piety, and it is not good for Fu Qingxuan to blatantly disrespect his aunt, leaving people with excuses, so he has been lukewarm and perfunctory before. This time, after three reminders and five invitations, she couldn't let her know about Fu Qingxuan's injury, but it was a bit troublesome.

Bai Su looked worried: "Does she know something, so she is testing you on purpose?"

Fu Qingxuan's gaze fell on the art of war book in his hand, and he sneered, "If I guess correctly, my fifth younger brother will probably be returning to the palace." In the end, the person sent by Queen Mother Xu was still sent away.

The fifth younger brother he mentioned was born of the Empress Dowager Xu, and his name was Fu Qingyan. When Emperor Yuande was alive, he had always been determined to win the throne, and he often opposed Fu Qingxuan in private. The faction, with the help of Queen Mother Xu, also colluded with many forces.

Soon, Fu Qingxuan's guess was confirmed, and the Empress Dowager Xu called Fu Qingyan back to the palace urgently on the pretext that the phoenix body violated peace.

At the same time, the rumors that had been silent for more than three years became rampant again. About the cause of Emperor Yuande's death, a new round of discussions was soon set off, and the enthusiasm was even higher than last time.

After getting the news, Fu Qingxuan's expression darkened immediately, and the murderous intent was faintly visible in his eyes, "It seems that my emperor's younger brother still has a wicked heart."

Bai Su said with concern: "It's obviously aimed at you this time, what are you going to do?"

Fu Qingxuan didn't know what he thought of, and he leaned on the dragon chair with ease, "What are you afraid of? Recently, I saw a sentence in the military book you found. Soldiers come to cover the water and the soil, them?" He sneered contemptuously, laughing Feeling cold, "Oh, it's not enough to be afraid."

However, Bai Su still didn't feel relieved, and his intuition told him that the matter this time should not be that simple.

Sure enough, a few days later, several elderly members of the royal family suddenly appeared and asked to see Fu Qingxuan together.

It's fine if it's other people, these are Fu Qingxuan's elders, and the descendants of the family are all powerful, if they are not handled properly, there will be endless troubles...

Fu Qingxuan smiled sullenly in his heart, he really underestimated this mother and son, but he didn't know what benefits they had promised, that they could persuade so many people at the same time?

While changing his mind, Fu Qingxuan had already put on a respectful and gentle expression, and walked down the dragon chair with a smile, "My uncles came to visit suddenly, I don't know why?"

The princes looked at each other, thinking of what Fu Qingyan said, they finally couldn't help but opened their mouths: "Your Majesty, don't be surprised, the uncle has heard some rumors recently, and I really can't bear your father's death, so there are some things I want Ask Your Majesty."

Fu Qingxuan looked calm and sincere: "The emperor uncles were joking, rumors are still rumors after all, no matter what, there is no reason to suspect one's own family because of rumors, do you think so?"

Prince Duan, who was the oldest, had a hesitant expression, stroked his beard and said with a dry smile, "This..."

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for many years, but Qingyan admires you for being so eloquent." A warm and clear voice sounded outside the door, and after the words fell silent, a young man in a bamboo green robe walked in slowly.

Fu Qingxuan was disgusted in his heart, but he showed a gentle and kind expression on his face at the right time, just like any competent brother, and said with a smile: "Your brother was joking, and finally returned to the palace. How can you be bothered by these mundane affairs? I will take care of these trivial matters." You can handle it, you should spend more time with the Queen Mother and her old lady."

"Small matter? I don't think so..." Fu Qingyan's eyes were sinister, but his face was sad and angry, "Father was only 40 years old at the time, he was in the prime of life, in good health, why did he pass away suddenly, brother, Can you explain to us, brother, but I heard that when the father had an accident that day, a lot of explosives were buried in Lixiangyuan, and then the emperor ascended the throne naturally. The emperor knows that the relationship between you and the emperor has been at odds. But that is our biological father after all, Brother Huang, how can you be so confused?!"

Oh, what a big hat!

My younger brother is really a talent, and he laid all the charges on him calmly when he came up. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Fu Qingxuan would have applauded him.

Hearing Fu Qingyan's words, several other princes also reacted one after another, and made trouble one after another, vowing to ask Fu Qingxuan to explain clearly and produce the will of succession, otherwise it would be dishonest.

Fu Qingxuan worries about the frontline battles every day, and has taken time out to study the art of war in recent days. He is very busy, and he can't bear to deal with these old things, and he is so messed up by them, his forehead is throbbing. When they went out, they heard a sound as cold as jade hitting each other.

"The late emperor's edict is here with the grassroots."