The princess regretted it.

Chapter 241 When to Return to Beijing

After a period of treatment, the injury was finally recovering. However, Wu Changfeng always felt uneasy because every time he moved the injured leg, he would feel a sharp pain, and he could clearly feel that the strength in his leg was not as good as before.

He also asked the military doctor, who simply reassured him that as long as he took good care of himself, the problem shouldn't be serious. He himself didn't want to believe that he would become disabled, so he comforted himself that it would be fine, and that there would be better doctors when he returned to the capital, so he would be fine.

In fact, if he had been more mentally prepared and had the courage to confront the problem head-on, he would have understood the unspoken meaning behind the military doctor's words, "With proper care and proper treatment, it shouldn't be a major problem." The military doctor had seen countless injuries like this and knew that while Wu Changfeng's leg injury was slowly healing, it was nearly impossible for him to recover to its original state.

Moreover, he was now in the military camp, not the Jinwu Marquis's residence. He had no one to take care of him. Outsiders were not allowed in the military camp, and he couldn't bring in a servant even if he wanted to. He could only take care of Wu Anshuo while dragging his injured leg. So he couldn't expect any careful training at all.

Ultimately, Wu Changfeng couldn't be blamed. After all, he had always lived a comfortable and comfortable life in the capital, never having experienced such a cruel and complicated situation. Wu Anshuo had taught him from a young age that profit came first, how to pursue fame and fortune, and that the family's prosperity and honor were paramount, and that all principles of conduct were subordinate to the family's interests.

Because of this, he was completely focused on transporting the grain to the northern border as quickly as possible, allowing him and his father to take the lead and claim that crucial credit. His immediate concern was preventing Zhong Chuzhou from taking the credit for transporting the grain, completely ignoring the consequences of his own and Wu Anshuo's injuries. In his view, if the responsibility for transporting the grain fell to someone else, it would mean the Wu family would lose the opportunity to gain the emperor's favor and restore their status.

Wu Anshuo lay on the bed listening to the cheers outside. He turned his head to look outside the tent and asked Wu Changfeng, who was just lifting the curtain to come in, urgently: "Feng'er, what's going on outside?"

Wu Changfeng limped in, leaning on a simple crutch. His face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement. "Father, we should be able to return to the capital soon. The Yu Kingdom has surrendered, and this battle has finally been won! I believe that Mu En and the others will return to the capital soon to report on their work. Then we can return with them."

Wu Anshuo was immediately overwhelmed with emotion after hearing this. He clenched his hands, and a light appeared in his cloudy eyes. He thought that after returning to the capital, the emperor would recognize his meritorious service in protecting the grain and would definitely arrange for a famous doctor to treat him. There would definitely be a way to treat his injury.

He had to ask the Third Prince's intentions. Since he had recovered from his injuries, he had sent him several letters, but hadn't received a single reply. He had tirelessly participated in the grain transport at the Third Prince's behest. Now that he and his son were seriously injured, the Third Prince had ignored his requests and inquiries. Resentment gradually grew in him. He secretly decided that if the Third Prince abandoned him, he would not let him off easily.

However, he didn't know that the letters he sent were intercepted before they even reached the military camp. He quickly ordered Wu Changfeng to ask Mu En and the others when they would return to Beijing.

Meanwhile, Mu En and his men were incredibly busy. The smoke of war had gradually cleared, but many post-battle matters still needed to be dealt with. Soldiers were busy cleaning up the battlefield, collecting weapons, assisting the wounded, and properly arranging the remains of their fallen comrades.

When Wu Changfeng arrived, Mu En was in his tent, discussing with the various Zhenbei Army commanders who would remain behind and the deployment of defenses. After all, this battle was a great victory, and the captured cities needed to be properly manned to prevent the traitorous Yu State from reneging and taking advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble and disrupt the hard-earned peace in the northern border.

Mu En sat at the main seat, his eyes sweeping over everyone, listening attentively to each general's opinions. Just then, he heard the guard at the door come in to announce Wu Changfeng's request for an audience. Mu En frowned slightly, a flash of impatience in his heart, and immediately signaled to Chen Hu to go out and resolve the matter.

Mu En truly didn't want to see Wu Changfeng and his son. If it weren't for some unavoidable military affairs, Chen Hu would usually deal with them. After all, his father had previously written to inform him that the Wu father and his son's actions towards Princess Jin'an were truly despicable. If they hadn't come to the northern border under the emperor's command, their actions would be unbearable. Mu En snorted inwardly, thinking that he had already found a burial site for them in the northern border, so how could he allow them to be an eyesore?

Chen Hu received the order and hurried out of the tent. Soon, he sent Wu Changfeng away and quickly returned to the tent. The group continued their earlier discussion, and after a round of back-and-forth, they finally made comprehensive arrangements. Mu En finally breathed a sigh of relief and began writing a detailed memorial on the post-war matters, including the Yu Kingdom's letter of surrender. He then ordered it to be sent to the capital at an expedited speed of 800 miles.

At the same time, two carrier pigeons flew out from the military camp one after another, flapping their wings and flying towards the capital.

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