A stream of tears fell from Wang Xiaoya's face, and the wound no longer hurt...
Because this heart is warmed.
"Number One Scholar, you have to be careful, the princess looks so upright from a distance." This was the only warning Wang Xiaoya could give Datong in return.
Because he doesn't want his own body.
It turns out that there really are men in this world who don’t refuse anyone who comes.
"I've learned a thing or two." Datong replied.
Before Datong went to the racecourse to meet Haitang, he first went to the young prince's house. The young prince was stretching his muscles. For a person like him, stretching his muscles can be done anytime and anywhere.
"He is the number one scholar." Zilu put away his posture and backed away from the servants.
He and Datong were the only ones in the yard.
The reason why Datong was treated like this was not because he was the number one scholar, but because he was Bai Haitang's husband. Zilu wanted to know what was there in this man's heart or body that attracted Bai Haitang so much that he made her fall for him again and again.
Take desperate risks, even risking your own life.
"Little prince." Everyone saluted.
Since they first met and said goodbye at the racecourse, the two have not officially met.
"You're welcome." Zilu replied.
"I have something to ask of you," Datong said.
"Tell me about it." The young prince was also curious about what the top pick would want from him.
Moreover, he came while Bai Haitang was away. He must have carried her on his back in order not to bump into her.
"I know that the young prince is appointed as the minister of the Ministry of War. I beg the young prince to transfer me to the Ministry of War. I am also willing to be a fireman, cook and soldier." Datong said.
"Bingbu? You?" Zilu never expected that this request made by Datong. He looked so weak that he might not even be able to pick up a heavier weapon. It seemed that the word "Bingbu" had nothing to do with it.
Why did he suddenly want to go to the Ministry of War? Any of the six imperial departments would be more suitable for him than the Ministry of War.
"If you want to join the imperial court, I can recommend you to his friends in the fifth department." The young prince felt that Datong seemed to want to break away from the prince's palace so that he could stay away from the control of the princess.
"No, I want to go to your military department, young prince, not the other five departments." Datong repeated his words.
"You can write policies for governing the country with a pen, but you cannot hold a weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield, nor can you train troops to fight, or arrange troops. Military life is exposed to the elements. Without a strong body to support it, I am afraid it will be difficult to endure. From all aspects
From a perspective, you are not even from the Ministry of War, so please tell me why our Ministry of War should accept you?" This was the doubt of the young prince.
This is also a test given by the young prince to Tian Datong. The Ministry of War is the one that cannot support idle people among the six departments of the imperial court. This is related to morale.
"The soldiers in the Ministry of War can hold weapons and fight in the battlefield. The generals in the Ministry of War can train and fight and are familiar with the art of war. It would not be strange if I could do this. I can do it. People in the Ministry of War don't have it. It's what you need, little prince."
As for your strong physique, young prince, if you hold a fan instead of a weapon, you will look like a frail scholar." Tian Datong said.
"Haha..." The young prince laughed heartily and answered well.
"I want to hear the differences between the top picks," the young prince said.
"In the past, I went to Beijing from my hometown to take the exam. Due to lack of money, I had to live in a ruined temple. I had a very pleasant conversation with an old abbot in the temple. He taught me the art of evading armor before he traveled to immortality." Datong said.