Chapter 1042: Support the old prince, support Dingbei Palace!

"Dad, what should we do next?"

General Zheng stroked his beard, which had been gray and now turned black, and said slowly:

"Don't be impatient, wait a little longer. Prince Ping and the six princes are not good people. Let them fight each other until both are injured. You just said that the old prince will soon arrive in Beijing, so let's wait until he arrives. The three armies will have more people than the six princes, so we can reduce our casualties and scare the six princes away!"

General Zheng nodded in agreement:

"That's right. The emperor is in poor health, and none of his descendants are capable. For the sake of the people of Great Yue, we must not support these idiots to take the throne. Then we will support the old prince and the Dingbei Palace in the future!"

Mo Beihan quickly came out to express his opinion upon hearing this:

"On behalf of my grandfather, I would like to thank General Zheng and General Zheng for their support! Don't worry, my grandfather and my Dingbei Palace will live up to the people of the world and your love!"

General Zheng and General Zheng looked at each other and both smiled with relief.

General Zheng said:

"It's nothing for us. It's our duty to support a wise ruler. I just hope you won't let Ranran down and hurt her heart. No matter what she decides in the future, you are not allowed to hurt her!"

Mo Beihan stood up in fear and fell to the ground:

"Beihan will never let Ranran down! No matter what she decides, it will not change my feelings for her. I will always love and protect her, regardless of whether we have a legitimate relationship or not!"

These words made the Qiao family and the Zheng family present look at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what to say.

Butler Zhou on the side secretly clenched his fist and cheered for his master: Master, you did a great job! The master finally got it! The master is finally not a wooden man! The master finally has human touch! The master finally knows how to pursue the girl he likes!

Qiao Ran almost covered her face.

What was this person saying? It was as if she was a heartless man who had been reluctant to give a name to the girl he loved.

It's warm and cozy here, but over there, a war is about to break out.

After the troops from the camp outside the capital left the city, the only defenders left in the city were 3,000 imperial guards, as well as runners from the Capital Guard, Dali Temple, Jingzhao Prefecture, and the palace guards, which totaled less than 10,000.

But there are still 80,000 people outside the city!

Fortunately, the city walls of the capital are high and thick enough. It is not easy to attack from the outside.

King Ping ordered a house-to-house search throughout the city, collecting all the rapeseed oil, sesame oil, kerosene, etc., and then used cloth strips dipped in the oil to light a fire and throw it at the densely packed coalition forces of the six kings outside the city, burning those people and making them scream and scream.

At this time, King Ping hated General Zheng even more.

During the last battle to defend the city, General Zheng got some flaming oil from somewhere, and General Zheng Lao outside the city also had a large amount of flaming oil, so they attacked from both sides and easily repelled the seven kings' siege.

But afterwards, when he asked General Zheng for kerosene, General Zheng said that he had bought it from a foreign merchant and had used it up.

He didn't believe it and was convinced that General Zheng wanted to rebel and that he must have taken the kerosene with him when he led his troops out this time.

He was so angry that he started to curse loudly, but there was nothing he could do. He had to order people to collect cooking oil from the homes of the people in the city.

However, this behavior also caused complaints from the people in the city. There was no oil at home, so what would they eat and use in the future?

What does it have to do with ordinary people when these dignitaries are fighting for power and profit?

Anyway, no matter who wins the fight, the common people are still the common people, the poor people at the bottom of society who are exploited and oppressed.