Although the prince was ordered by the emperor to confine himself to the Eastern Palace to think about his mistakes, he could not see any foreign ministers. In fact, he still had many ways to convey the news, so in just one night, many officials of the prince-party who were still a little uneasy were relieved, and Qin Guanhai, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, who had a very low status, had quickly made the decision to sacrifice himself and preserve the prince.

So when the incidents at yesterday's court meeting spread rapidly in the officialdom, many officials secretly began to discuss whether the crown prince would follow the footsteps of Queen Yong this time, but before they could spread it to the people, Qin Guanhai resolutely came to the palace and pleaded guilty to the emperor in person.

"Your Majesty, the fact that several generals in the northern border wanted to harm Li Ling had nothing to do with the prince. It was because I was confused for a moment that I made such a rebellious and absurd act under the name of the prince. I hope Your Majesty will punish me and not take my anger on the innocent prince." Qin Shishang was also quite a bachelor, and he confessed his guilt in front of the emperor.

The emperor looked at him with a faint look: "Qin Guanhai, what you said is the truth? Do you know what this crime means? And if you deceive me in this matter to protect someone, it would be a serious crime to deceive the emperor!"

"I dare not deceive the king. I was really confused for a moment... I did such a wrong thing. I know that it was a serious crime to make friends with border generals as a capital official, and now I have done something to harm the court officials. I know that the crime is serious and willing to apologize for death!" As he said that, he kowtowed hard, and soon, blood was seen on his forehead.

The emperor did not ask anyone to stop him. He just looked at him for a while and said, "I will investigate this matter. I will ask someone to ask Li Ling to see what he thinks. Also, what kind of grudges have you had with Li Ling? Why did you do anything to kill him?"

"I dare not hide it from Your Majesty. My brother-in-law is Ma Bangwen, the prefect of Yingzhou who was taken down by Li Ling not long ago and finally died in prison. Although he did something wrong, he was not guilty until he died, but was killed by Li Ling... As a relative, I must avenge this!" The Minister of Qin raised his head slightly, looked at the emperor, and gritted his teeth.

The reason is overwhelming. Even the emperor was a little surprised and frowned slightly: "Just because of such personal grudges, you would rather kill Li Ling than the frontline war?"

"I know the crime, and I am also confused for a moment... But this matter does have nothing to do with the prince. I hope your majesty will not accuse the prince of wrongly."

The emperor stared at him coldly for a while before finally giving an order: "Come on, take Qin Guanke down and hand it over to the Ministry of Justice and the Censorate for interrogation to see if what he said was still incorrect. In addition, the people from the Imperial City Department immediately went north and asked Li Ling for me whether he was sure that this matter was really the commander of the prince, and whether there was any further evidence."

Even at this time, the emperor still had no intention of sanctioning the matter easily and letting the prince go.

However, this was obviously expected by Mr. Mo, so at this time he was offering a follow-up strategy to the prince: "Your Highness, asking Mr. Qin to take this responsibility is only the first step, but it is far from enough to get you out of suspicion, so the next second step is the most critical, that is, let Li Ling speak for us."

Brother Liu Suiyun, who was standing beside him, was stunned when he heard this, and almost asked, "How is this possible?" Then, the prince asked this sentence first: "How is this possible? Then Li Ling had long determined that I was going to kill him. Now that he had the father support him, how could he speak for me and help me get rid of my crime?"

"Your Highness is that if the prince comes forward, it will be difficult for him to give in. But I know that there is a person who has been very kind to Li Ling, and he is even more respectful. As long as he comes forward to submit a handwritten letter, it will be enough for Li Ling to make concessions. This person was the lecturer of the East Palace beside His Highness, and he had a deep relationship with His Highness, and he was the person who least wanted something wrong with His Highness."

"You mean..." The prince pondered for a moment and tentatively expressed his answer: "Zhang Hefeng and Zhang Rushi?"

"It's him. Although Mr. Zhang Ru has not been in the court for a long time, he is still loyal to the prince. As long as His Highness sends the letter to Xuzhou as soon as possible, and then delivers his handwritten letter to Li Ling in time, things will turn around. As long as Li Ling is willing to excuse him, His Highness will no longer have to worry about this matter."

The prince looked at him deeply, and the sorrow in his eyes turned into rewards: "Mr. Mo is really a complete plan, even thinking about this. If it weren't for the advice of Mr. He, I'm afraid I have already... As long as I can get rid of this difficulty this time, I will not let my husband down. If I become the emperor in the future, there will be a place for him in the court!"

The prince's words were sincere and moved by Mr. Mo. However, if someone really looked at his expression carefully, he would find that deep in his eyes, he still had peace, as if such a promise was nothing to him, and he had greater plans.

As for the Liu brothers, they could only accept this. They knew that after this, Mr. Mo's position in the prince's mind had steadily surpassed them and became the chief aide around the prince!

...

Northern Xinjiang, Fengzhou.

Li Ling has returned to this grain-stocking town from the front line. On the one hand, it is to rest and handle more official duties of transporting grain. During this period, he escorted grain northward. Even if Wen Ming handled affairs of all sizes on his behalf, he still left various problems, and he, the real military ration transfer commander, made a decision one by one.

The battle between Gui Rong on the front line has come to an end. With the two strong cities of Bazhou and Yunzhou being taken down by the Vietnamese army, the remaining Gui Rong's small troops entrenched in various parts of the northern border have long been out of reach. What they are going to face is either being wiped out or being recruited. For the Great Vietnamese border army, the next one is a harvest battle, which is just adding a few more brilliant things to everyone's credit book.

However, the battle has been much easier for the soldiers today, but for the officials who coordinated the transportation of military rations, the job was not easy, but became more and more complicated. Because too many soldiers were assigned to fight the remaining Guirong people everywhere, the logistics had to keep up and send a considerable amount of food and grass to various armies. The overall arrangements in this way were far less relaxed than just transporting food and grass to the army.

Fortunately, this job was not difficult for Li Ling. Under his arrangement, the grain transport team quickly set off from Fengzhou and moved into various places, with almost no omissions or mistakes. The only problem was that the heavy and trivial jobs made him unable to get a better rest, and the injuries on his body were kept and he had not recovered.

Yes, Li Lingren returned to Fengzhou City safely, but his injuries were not light. Just the troubles and injuries suffered after falling into the hands of Gui Rongren were enough to make him well for a while. The injuries suffered in that final battle almost cost him his life.

When he killed Tengri in order to save his life, he didn't realize that there was any problem. When the overall situation was settled and completely safe, he relaxed and fell straight down and then fell into a coma for three days and nights. If it weren't for the armor on his body that blocked several fatal injuries for him, he would have died above the border.

Even though more than half a month has passed, Li Ling still looks pale and coughs a few times from time to time, just like a tuberculosis, which makes Li Moyun feel heartbroken and advises him several times not to work too hard.

"Young Master, drink a bowl of ginseng soup first. If you get tired of your body, it will only delay your business." In the afternoon, Li Moyun brought a bowl of newly brewed ginseng soup to Li Ling on time, and then persuaded him again.

Li Ling smiled and put the pen down, coughed lightly before picking up the bowl, and sniffed in a sip: "I'm not so weak, it's just a desk job that can be done soon. After all, it's related to the overall situation of the Northern Xinjiang. I can't make any mistakes, otherwise I'll be late here for a while, and maybe ten hundred soldiers will die in the front line." As he spoke, his eyes were still scanning the books and documents, without any intention of relaxation.

Seeing this, Li Moyun could only sigh and no longer persuaded: "Young master, you should have a rest before finishing it. By the way, when will this war be fought?"

"If the court does not plan to continue the Northern Expedition and sends a large army deep into the grasslands of northern Demon, the entire battle will be ended in July. But if the court wants to take advantage of the victory, it will be hard to say." Li Ling replied casually.

This made Li Moyun worry again: "Then do you think the court will send troops to the north again?"

"It's hard to say, logically speaking, after this war, the court should do a rest and recuperate. After all, both soldiers and the people in the northern border were greatly damaged. We must first recover before taking revenge in the Northern Expedition. However, if someone in the court advocated the Northern Expedition and even completely overwhelmed those who wanted to stop the army, a great war would probably be inevitable." There was a saying that he didn't say at the end, that was, what the emperor planned, whether to fight or defend, or was actually just a matter of the emperor's thoughts.

"That matter to the prince..." Li Moyun suddenly thought of the complaint before and couldn't help but ask.

Li Ling frowned slightly: "This, at least I haven't received any news from the capital yet, and I don't know if I can give the prince some harm so that he will not dare to attack me again in a short time." As for the real way to defeat the prince, he had no hope. After all, that's the prince, how could he, a little minister, kill him easily?

At this moment, a subordinate guard strode to the door and held a letter in both hands: "Sir, I have an urgent letter from Zhongyuan, saying that I must hand it over to you to personally dismantle it."
Chapter completed!