Even though Murong Yao was deep in the city, he was so angry that his blood surged. He twitched his lips and replied, "I am really ashamed and unworthy of what Marquis Zhongyong said."
"It is the Imperial Guard's duty to protect the safety of His Highness, and it cannot be said that they deserve any credit. On the contrary, the Iron Guard Battalion made a great contribution this time. The three bandit strongholds were all defeated with the help of the Iron Guard Battalion's siege weapons."
As he spoke, he raised his glass: "I'd like to toast General Feng."
This counterattack is really powerful.
General Murong made it clear that he was poking at the sore spot of Marquis Zhongyong.
The Xiaoqi Battalion was at a disadvantage after a long battle, causing His Royal Highness to travel thousands of miles. In the end, it was only the Iron Guard Battalion that defeated the bandits. How could Marquis Zhongyong have the face to say that the Imperial Guards would get military glory if they didn't do anything?
Marquis Zhongyong looked rather unhappy and stared at the prince Dingguo.
Prince Dingguo raised his glass unhurriedly, and had a drink with General Murong first, and then smiled slowly and said: "The Xiaoqi battalion is all cavalry, and the Iron Guard camp is mainly infantry, and there are some means of attacking cities and demolishing strongholds.
It’s not surprising. I think that the first contribution to this battle should be made by His Highness the Prince. With His Highness in charge of the central army, the army’s morale is like a rainbow, and the supplies and supplies are sufficient, so that the soldiers can win consecutive battles.”
"Let us respect His Royal Highness together."
General Murong and Marquis Zhongyong looked at each other, sneered in their hearts, and agreed with joy on their faces, and raised their glasses together.
Xu Jing saw this scene in front of his eyes and couldn't help but feel amused secretly.
The civil servants in North Korea and China form cliques in private, and on the surface they are all in harmony. Military generals don't like to beat around the bush. No one is convinced by the other, and everyone feels that they are the number one in the army.
The Crown Prince of Dingguo smiled again and said: "The Crown Prince is brave and unparalleled. He is like the god of war coming to the world on the battlefield. The second merit belongs to the Crown Prince. I will give you a drink."
Xu Jing smiled and raised his glass to drink.
Amidst the harmony (and quarrels of words), a celebration banquet ended perfectly.
Several generals said goodbye and left. The prince personally escorted them out of the military tent, then smiled at Xu Jing and said: "Cousin Jing, you stay, we will sleep together tonight."
Xu Jing responded with a smile.
The prince could not practice martial arts due to his health. After coming to Jizhou, he stayed in the military camp and gave orders. Every time Xu Jing returned to the military camp after a battle, the prince would ask about the battle in detail. In Xu Jing's vivid description, it seemed that
Immerse yourself in the scene and transform into a young man riding a horse and wielding a sword, charging on the battlefield.
On the battlefield, Xu Jing is him, and he is Xu Jing.
Only Xu Jing understands this delicate mood.
Therefore, Xu Jing talked for an entire hour, until the third watch, until his throat almost started to smoke.
Eunuch Lu, who was waiting outside the military tent, couldn't help it anymore and coughed as a reminder: "It's so late, Your Highness should have some rest."
The prince became interested when he heard this, and glanced over unhappily: "Step back."
His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed gentle and good-tempered. However, this does not mean that the Crown Prince has no temper. Once he keeps a straight face, people around him will also be trembling with fear.
Eunuch Lu walked out of the tent dejectedly.
Xu Jing took advantage of this time to drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and deliberately said with a grimace: "Cousin, I'm very tired too, so I'd better rest early! There will be plenty of time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I'll take my time
Just tell your cousin."
The prince felt warm in his heart.
In the eyes of everyone, the Prince of Beihai is unruly and willful. Only when you get really close will you know how attentive and considerate Xu Jing is.
For example, right now, Xu Jing would not say, "My cousin is not in good health and should not work too hard or stay up late." Instead, he would say that he was tired.
"Okay, let's take a rest early." The prince quickly changed his mind and called Eunuch Lu in: "Have someone bring some hot water."
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The conditions in the military camp are simple. Even His Royal Highness the Prince lives in a larger military tent. There is no separate clean room.
The waiters were busy moving large wooden buckets and pouring hot water into them.
The prince undressed and took off his belt, entered the barrel, and greeted Xu Jing with a smile: "You come too."
Xu Jing was never polite to the prince. Whenever he returned to the military camp from a battle, he would eat and sleep in the same place as the prince, and it was common for him to bathe together.
The barrel is very wide, so two people can sit in it without feeling crowded.
The prince looked good in his clothes, but when he took off his clothes, he looked extremely thin. His chest was thin and there was not much flesh.
Xu Jing is just the opposite. He dresses like a handsome man. When he takes off his clothes, he is tall and has long legs, broad shoulders and narrow hips, a strong chest, and smooth lines. He is very good-looking.
When he stepped into the barrel, the prince looked enviously between Xu Jing's legs, then looked down at himself and couldn't help but sigh.
After Xu Jing sat down, he grinned at the prince: "Don't look at it! It will make you look like a needle again."
The prince couldn't help but laugh. Thinking of what Dr. Wan said that night, his mood suddenly became depressed.
"What's wrong, cousin?" Xu Jing seemed carefree, but in fact he had a sharp mind.
The prince calmed down and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just think of winning a big victory and I feel happy. Next, we will settle the people and we will return to the capital as soon as possible. You can also get together with your sister Yue Yaer as soon as possible."
Xu Jing laughed casually and said: "My cousin is one year older than me. He delayed his marriage because he had to observe mourning for one year. This time when he returns to Beijing, he can get married and marry Miss Su into the palace."
The prince smiled.
Xu Jing stretched his arms lazily in the hot water and joked: "What's wrong? Are you full of thoughts and feelings?"
The prince was silent for a moment and whispered: "I will not marry cousin Jin."
Xu Jing was startled, looked at the prince up and down, and reached out to touch the prince's forehead.
The prince was angry and funny: "I don't have a fever, and I don't talk nonsense."
After a pause, he whispered again: "You know this well, so don't tell it."
Xu Jing was full of doubts. Looking at the prince's inexplicably gloomy eyebrows, a vague thought flashed through his mind.
Before Xu Jing could think about it, the prince smiled and changed the subject: "Tonight, Marquis Zhongyong and General Murong are quarreling with each other. Prince Dingguo seems to be in harmony, but in fact he has hidden secrets."
"In the past few months, you have dealt with all three of them a lot. In your opinion, who is the most powerful?"
Xu Jing also became interested: "Wen Wu is the first, military Wu is the second. If we only talk about skills, Murong Yao should be the most powerful. However, this is also the case. He commands the imperial guards and guards the imperial city. If he even has this
I don’t have any ability, I should have given up my position to others long ago.”
"When it comes to the ability to lead troops during marches and battles, Marquis Zhongyong is even better."
"What I admire the most is the Crown Prince Dingguo. He manages the army strictly and cherishes the soldiers. He is also brave, resourceful and calm."
A smile flashed in the prince's eyes: "I can see it. You really hate Murong Shen, and even General Murong and the imperial guards can't get into your eyes."
Even when chatting in private, I didn’t forget to give Murong Yao eye drops!
