Xu Shiyi came over quietly and whispered a few words in Xu Jing's ear.
Xu Jing had been secretly watching General Murong's every move. The fact that the two Murong Shen brothers sent a letter to the military camp could not be hidden from Xu Jing's ears.
Xu Jing nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with light.
The prince who was talking to Yushi Meng glanced at Xu Jing, then looked away calmly, and said to Yushi Meng: "Yushi Meng traveled thousands of miles to deliver orders. It is really hard. You might as well rest in the military camp for a while.
Set off back to Beijing with Gu Gu."
Meng Yushi's brows relaxed and he said with a smile: "To be honest with you, Your Highness, I have this intention."
"Your Highness has worked hard to pacify Jizhou, worrying day and night. I am not talented, so I am willing to share your worries for Your Highness."
The prince laughed: "This is great. I read official documents every day and it really gives me a headache. Cousin Jing stays by Gu's side all day long and is not willing to help. With Meng Yushi, Gu can relax a little.
Already."
Xu Jing interjected confidently: "My cousin asked me to lead the troops to fight, but I didn't say anything. I couldn't do it when I read the official documents and handled government affairs. I got a splitting headache when I read the official documents."
Meng Yushi couldn't help but snorted: "Zhao Zhuangyuan is very talented. Even if the prince learns only 10% or 20%, he will not be able to use it all."
Xu Jing yawned, stretched, and looked tired: "No, I'm sleepy again. I'll go back to sleep first, and my cousin will ask someone to call me after dinner."
Meng Yushi: "..."
The prince laughed and responded to Xu Jing first. After Xu Jing left in a swaggering manner, he smiled and comforted the angry Yushi Meng: "Everyone has his own merits. Cousin Jing has been leading troops and fighting in the past few months.
Every battle was a great victory. Zhang Chong was killed with one arrow, and countless bandits died under his sword."
"Gu knows that Meng Yushi has good intentions and hopes that cousin Jing will be both civil and military. Gu accepts this intention on his behalf."
Meng Yushi was very harsh: "Your Highness has misunderstood. I have no friendship with the prince. I just said something because I didn't like him."
The prince smiled again.
Meng Xizhi hates evil and has a stubborn temperament. He is famous for his tough temper and bad temper. Even Emperor Yongming dared to scold him. How could he be afraid of Xu Jing? He clearly cares about Xu Jing and hopes that Xu Jing will be better, so he is so extra
So picky!
…
Xu Jing returned to his military tent and slept for half a day. In the evening, the prince sent someone to invite him to a banquet.
Several military generals also came to cleanse themselves of Meng Yushi. General Murong, who had been scolded so badly before, also came to the banquet with a smile.
Censor Meng was not polite at all, and pointed at General Murong: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude. I don't want to sit at the same table with the butcher."
No matter how thick-skinned he was, no matter how deep the city was, he couldn't help Meng Xizhi burying him in front of him like this.
Anger flashed in General Murong's eyes.
His Royal Highness the Prince was a little embarrassed and glanced at General Murong. General Murong took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "General, I will go inspect the military camp first."
The prince breathed a sigh of relief and comforted General Murong with a smile: "Then thank you for your hard work, General Murong." He turned around and ordered: "Come here, ask the imperial chef to make another dish and deliver it to General Murong's military tent."
General Murong burst into tears of gratitude, handed over his hands to thank him, and resigned.
Meng Yushi was so stubborn that not even brave warriors like Zhongyong Hou dared to provoke him. The atmosphere during this dinner was very harmonious.
After dinner, Meng Yushi said goodbye and left. The prince smiled casually and said: "Cousin Jing, please send Meng Yushi off for me."
Xu Jing responded with a smile and stood up to escort Meng Yushi out of the military tent.
The sky is full of stars, the night breeze is gentle, and most of the soldiers in the military camp have fallen asleep. There are snoring everywhere, which is very interesting.
Meng Yushi ignored Xu Jing and walked forward with a sullen face.
Xu Jing was tall and had long legs. He walked slowly and followed up easily.
Meng Yushi stopped outside his military tent and turned to look at Xu Jing: "Your Majesty, there is something I want to express."
Xu Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does Meng Yushi want to vomit?"
...Forget it, you will be angry to death if you argue with this bastard.
Meng Yushi took a deep breath and whispered quickly: "Before leaving, I made a special trip to Zhao's house, but I couldn't see Miss Zhao Liu. Zhao Shilang kept saying that Miss Zhao Liu went to the farm to recuperate, which is quite interesting.
Doubtful. Your Majesty, you should be more considerate."
The smile on Xu Jing's face disappeared instantly.
A pair of black eyes, astonishingly bright in the night wind, but also terrifyingly cold.
"Thank you, Censor Meng, for reminding me." Xu Jingjun had no expression on his face and said in a calm voice, "I know it well."
Meng Yushi was frightened when he heard this: "You... what are you going to do?"
Xu Jing did not answer, only said: "It's getting late, Meng Yushi should have a good rest!"
Then he turned and left.
Meng Yushi watched Xu Jing go away and sighed silently.
God is blind. Such a pair of young people with deep affection have to go through all kinds of hardships.
After Xu Jing returned to the military tent, he took out several letters from under his pillow and read them slowly one by one. These letters were all written by Zhao Xiyan before.
For more than a month, there has been no further letter from Zhao Xiyan.
Murong Shen...
Xu Shiyi, who was outside the military tent, suddenly heard a muffled sound. He couldn't help being startled and rushed into the military tent quickly: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
The sturdy wooden case was kicked into the corner.
The eldest son of his family had a gloomy face and angry eyes, holding several letters in his hands.
Xu Shiyi's heart was heavy and he whispered: "I know that the Crown Prince is anxious and uncomfortable. However, the Crown Prince cannot return to the capital yet, so I will bear with it for a while. Xu San has been searching for Miss Zhao's whereabouts. From heaven to earth,
We will definitely find Miss Zhao."
Xu Jing closed his eyes hard.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I want to stay in the military camp, and you have to stay too, so as not to arouse people's suspicion. Leave a hundred soldiers to show off, and send the rest back to the capital. Tell me again.
Xu San, keep an eye on Murong Shen. If necessary, feel free to take action, but I will bear all the consequences."
Xu Shiyi nodded and retreated without any further persuasion.
Xu Jing stared closely at the candle. Through the light of the fire, he seemed to see a familiar pretty face. It was still as peaceful and gentle as before.
Brother Chunsheng, don't be afraid, I'm fine now. I'm waiting for you to save me.
…
Eight days later.
More than three hundred soldiers each changed into ordinary clothes and entered the city gate among the common people.
These soldiers, following the order of their master, sneaked back to the capital. They worked hard all the way, traveling day and night, and rushed back to the capital in just eight days.
More than 300 people did not return to Beihai Palace, but went to Xu Jing's private residence.
When all the soldiers saw Xu San, they were all shocked.
One of them blurted out: "Xu San, how long have you not slept?"
Xu San did not answer the question, and opened his mouth: "You came back just in time. I am worried about the lack of manpower. I will keep an eye on Murong Shen's side. You spread out everywhere, don't let go of every street or alley."