"Mother, there's something I don't understand." she said.

"The Prince Regent is a King, his son, according to the naming customs of Great Liao shouldn't be called a Crown Prince?"

Moreover, this Prince must be the eldest son born to his father. In that case, how could he still be called King Ling? Yang Ruoqing asked.

Tuoba Xian was stunned for a moment, then said, "That's it. King Yu is my younger brother and a member of the royal family, so he was granted the title of king."

He had a son, the crown prince, but the crown prince was spoiled rotten. He spent his time eating, drinking, and playing, with no other skills to speak of.

>Once upon a time, Ling Wang went on a trip and brought back a child. He treated the child very well and even sent him to Shaolin Temple in Daqi to learn martial arts.

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"Five years ago, I went south. Prince Yu rebelled and seized the young emperor."

Then, in the same year, he summoned his adopted son who had returned after completing his studies and forced the young emperor to bestow upon his adopted son the title of King Ling.

“This Ling Wang, will use all the good skills he learned at Shaolin Temple to conquer the northern tribes,”

“Within just three years, he conquered all the major tribes except yours, Qing'er. As for those smaller clans, they naturally submitted to King Yu when they heard of his power.”

“Ling Wang, according to the information I have received, is a rare martial arts prodigy.”

"He had the courage of 'one man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot open it'. It is impressive how King Yu could subdue the tribes within Daliao and set his sights on Daqi in such a short time. On one hand, this reflects the ambition of Tuoba Yu himself."

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On the other hand, it's also because he possesses the sharp sword Lingwang.

"Therefore, this time with the massive Liao army pressing on the border, with King Ling leading the troops, I'm truly worried for Feng Tang!" Tuoba Xian said, from her usual composed and calm demeanor, worry now tinged her eyes and brows.

Seeing these reactions from Tuo Ba Xian, Yang Ruqing's expression also grew serious.

From her mother-in-law's previous conversations about Lord Ling, Yang Ruoqing felt that his fighting ability was somewhat similar to Lu Bu during the Three Kingdoms period.

They are all brave men, one man can beat a group.

Especially in ancient times, those truly strong men, their strength was beyond the imagination of modern people.

It's like Guan Yu's big Qinglong sword. In modern times, who could even lift it?

But Guan Yu could do it. With his big knife in hand, riding on horseback, wielding it was like a large meat grinder.

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Charging into the enemy camp, wielding their weapons with unstoppable force, they slaughtered the enemy, leaving a trail of blood and flesh.

So, this Ling Wang is not someone to be underestimated. He's a tough nut to crack and might very well be the strongest opponent Tang Ya Zi has ever faced.

"Mother..."

"Qing'er..."

Both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were stunned for a moment, then Yang Ruqing said, “Mother, you speak first.”

"You should speak first," said Tuoba Xian.

Yang Ruqing no longer declined and said, "Mother, I want to go to Yanmen Pass and find Tang Ya Zi to assist him!"

A glimmer flashed in Tubo Xian's eyes as she said, "Good child, I was just planning to have you run an errand for me, but I didn't know how to bring it up."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Tuoba Xian said seriously, "However, my plan is not to have you go find Feng Tang. I have a special task here that I want to entrust to you!"

"What's going on, why did it stop again?"

Luo Fengtang reined in his horse and asked the Zhang surname deputy officer who was galloping back from ahead.

The chapter deputy officer, out of breath, said: "Report to the general, Deputy Peng said that with this strong north wind, it's certain to snow tonight,"

This is just a test.

"The road ahead is rugged, and once the snow falls, it becomes difficult for carriages and horses to travel,"

"He had just returned from scouting the road ahead, and said there was a dilapidated temple ten miles out. We could take shelter there tonight and wait for the snow to stop before moving on. What do you think, General?" asked Zhang, the deputy officer.

Luo Fengtang looked at the road ahead and frowned secretly.

From the capital to Yanmen Pass, hundreds of miles, it took ten days to travel only half the distance.

At this speed, if it were the Luojia Army or the Shenwu Army, they would have already made a round trip.

He urged them every day, but these people, one by one, pretended to be meek and compliant on the surface, while secretly finding all sorts of reasons to hinder him.

It's not that the wheel is broken, it's that the horse has a stomachache.

Otherwise, it's always someone spraining their ankle, you know, a whole bunch of stuff.

Luo Fengtang didn't ask much, but said, "I'll go take a look."

Then, he clamped his legs tight on the horse's belly. The warhorse let out a neigh, like a sharp sword, and charged ahead.

A young soldier beside Zhang's deputy officer watched Luofengtang's receding figure and whispered to Zhang, "Chief, with all these tricks Peng Lao Da used to delay us along the way, what kind of play is he putting on?"

The deputy officer said, "Peng thinks he's something special just because he used to serve under General Yunwang. He acts like he's the most senior and powerful person in our army camp."

“This sudden appearance of a general here to escort grain, asking Peng to help him out... Peng definitely won't be happy about that,” said Zhang, the deputy officer.

“But, this Luofeng Tang is General Zhengbei personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, specially sent to fight the Liao army.” The soldier continued.

The deputy captain tugged at the corner of his mouth and gave a cold smile: "The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. In our kitchen battalion of a thousand people, there's only Old Man Peng,"

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"Hey, fellas, you guys go around asking around, all you hear about is Old Master Peng, but no one knows anything about the General of the Northern Expedition."

The little soldier felt that what he said was reasonable and nodded, "That's right, Boss Peng, Boss Zhang is deliberately making things difficult for General Luo like this. They are going against General Luo directly."

"What do we do then?"

The deputy commander glanced at his trusted subordinate and whispered, "We don't need to rush. Let's just watch."

"If this General Luò really has the guts, he should be able to subdue this big boss Zhang. If he doesn't, why would we offend Boss Zhang for a parachuted general?"

This is a test.

"You know, we'll still have to work with Mr. Zhang in the future. Let's just avoid offending both sides for now, okay?"

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Ahead, Luofengtang saw the state of these soldiers escorting grain and went straight to the front of the line. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

At the front of the queue, a man about the same age as Luofengtang sat on his horse. His helmet was tilted at a jaunty angle, and while marching, he still held a wine flask in his hand and took a sip.

Her face was flushed with a touch of wine, and her eyes were slightly hazy.

“Deputy Peng, I think we need to have a serious talk.” Luofengtang said.

Captain Peng turned his head to look at Luo Fengtang, a grin spread across his face. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he let out a loud belch.

Luo Fengtang was choked by the smell of alcohol and turned his head sideways, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Luo, General Luo, what is it you wish to speak with me about?"

"Good, good. What do you want to say?" Vice-officer Peng asked with a chuckle.

Luo Fengtang didn't say a word, but directly raised his foot and kicked Deputy Peng to the ground.