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Chapter 363: Night

"As expected..."

"That's true, right?"

"By the way...when did she make the tea?"

While camping that night, Shen Yu, Lu Mu and other ten clan guards were setting up the marching tent for Zhao Hongrun while occasionally glancing at the "eleventh guard" beside His Highness, Mi Jiang.

Under the strange gazes of the sect guards, Mi Jiang, who was dressed in military uniform like the sect guards, was kneeling in a corner of the tent, slowly sipping tea. I really don't know when she went to make tea.

"Is something wrong?" Mi Jiang asked expressionlessly, seemingly noticing the strange looks in the guards' eyes.

"Uh, no."

Zong Wei Chief Shen Yu was refreshed, and he immediately clasped his fists and said to Zhao Hongrun: "Then, Your Highness, please have a good rest... I and others, together with Su Wang's guards, will set up defenses around the commander's tent. If anything happens, just give me your orders."

"Well." Zhao Hongrun nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Your Highness, you are serious." Shen Yu bowed, and immediately turned to look at Mi Jiang, who was quietly drinking tea in the corner of the tent, and whispered: "Then please."

Mi Jiang nodded slightly.

Seeing this, all the sect guards left the commander's tent with strange expressions on their faces.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun turned around, stared at Mi Jiang and said angrily: "Okay, thanks to you, these guys have completely misunderstood."

"Do you feel troubled?" Mi Jiang took a sip of tea and asked calmly.

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun smiled and said: "Of course not, asking a woman of similar age to pretend to be a guard and stay by your side for twelve hours a day, even if you stay at night, she will stay in a tent to rest or something... Nonsense! I, the king. Of course I’ll feel troubled!”

By the end, he was almost going crazy.

"..." Mi Jiang glanced at Zhao Hongrun indifferently and said expressionlessly: "What do you mean by sleeping in a tent? In fact, it's just that you rest and I watch over you." At this point, she remained quiet. There seemed to be a few ripples flashing through the eyes that were as still as water, and he muttered inaudibly: "I should be the one who feels troubled..."

"What?" Zhao Hongrun didn't hear Mi Jiang's last sentence clearly.

"Nothing." Mi Jiang replied expressionlessly while drinking tea.

"No, you definitely said something just now...what did you just say?"

"..." Mi Jiang glanced at Zhao Hongrun indifferently, and suddenly said: "Short man."

Looking at Mi Jiang's eyes that seemed to say "Are you satisfied with this?", Zhao Hongrun was almost furious. After all, he hated people mentioning his size.

No wonder, everyone around him is taller than him.

"Forbearance, forbearance... If I get angry because of this, then she will really succeed..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Hongrun finally calmed down. He glanced at Mi Jiang, who was quietly drinking tea in the corner, and asked with a bit of resentment: "What are you doing here pretending to be a guard?" As he spoke, he glanced at the tea utensils placed on the ground in front of Mi Jiang's knees, and muttered in disbelief: "You still have something like this with you."

Mi Jiang slowly drank the tea in the cup, picked up the teapot and poured herself another cup, and said calmly: "It's Yulong who asked me to protect you... As for the tea utensils, it's just a personal preference, you don't have to worry about it."

"What a leisurely "guard"..."

Zhao Hongrun shook his head slightly, and then said seriously: "In fact, I don't need your protection."

"Hmph!" Mi Jiang snorted and mocked lightly: "What a confident tone. As a weakling who was almost killed by those horse thieves a few days ago..."

"This guy definitely came here to cause trouble for me!"

Zhao Hongrun gritted his teeth and stared at Mi Jiang, but unfortunately, the latter didn't take it seriously at all.

At this moment, a voice from one of King Su's guards came outside the tent asking for instructions.

"Your Highness, General Wu Ji of the Shang Shui Army would like to see you."

"Wuji?"

Zhao Hongrun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Invite him in."

"yes!"

Not long after, Wu Ji, the general of the Shang Shui Army, walked in from outside the tent, kowtowed to the ground and clasped his fists, and respectfully said: "The last general, Wu Ji, pays homage to His Highness Prince Su."

"Without courtesy." Zhao Hongrun raised his hand to invite Wu Ji to stand up, and asked with a smile: "Wu Ji, it's so late, do you have anything important to do with me?"

Wu Ji scratched his head when he heard this and said: "That's it, Your Highness, when we first arrived in Daliang a few days ago, the last general actually wanted to enter the city to pay homage to His Highness King Su, but unfortunately the superiors (Ministry of War) ordered me to wait outside the city to gather and organize.

, are not allowed to leave their posts without permission, so I was unable to enter the city to meet His Highness and convey my gratitude to His Highness King Su."

"Grateful?" Zhao Hongrun was stunned.

"Yes." Wu Ji nodded heavily and explained: "My mother told the general that His Highness has treated me so well, and it is only reasonable that I must thank His Highness in person."

Zhao Hongrun was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Wu Ji meant, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I will accept your gratitude... How are your family members?"

When mentioning this matter, Wu Ji showed a sincere smile on his face and said gratefully: "The family has been allocated a lot of land. Although my sister-in-law is in charge of the family business and has no time to cultivate, I finally hired a few tenant farmers to take care of the land.

Now the general does not need to worry about family finances, Wei State... no, the land tax from my great Wei State is simply a gift to us."

After saying that, he straightened his face, bowed his hands to Zhao Hongrun respectfully, and said respectfully: "In the end, I will serve more than 400,000 people in Shangshui, Yanling, and Changping. I would like to thank His Highness King Su for giving us and so on."

I'm so kind to you." After saying that, he knelt on the ground, performed another military salute, and said in a deep voice: "Although Wu Ji is stupid, he hopes to be driven by His Highness King Su, and he will not hesitate to die!"

"Stupid...?"

Looking at Wu Ji, who was not yet a weak official but was already a general of the Shang Shui Army, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, to be honest, he originally promoted Wu Ji, who was only a thousand-man general at that time, to a three-thousand-man general, just because at that time a large number of Shang Shui Army, no, it should be said that Yuan Ping Yang Army generals at that time died.

Just surrendered a small part.

What he didn't expect was that although this Wu Ji was young, from the current look, he seemed to have the bearing of a general, which surprised Zhao Hongrun.

"How about cultivating this person?"

Zhao Hongrun thought to himself.

To be fair, there are currently two generals under Zhao Hongrun who can take charge of their own affairs, namely Qu Cheng and Yan Mo of the Yanling Army.

After all, Qu Cheng was once the right-hand man of Pingyu Lord Xiong Hu, and Yan Mo was a general who was highly valued and promoted by Xiong Tuo, Lord of Yangcheng. Naturally, there is no need to talk about his personal abilities.

The problem was that their starting point was too high when they surrendered to Zhao Hongrun, and Zhao Hongrun thought that he could not give them much, so he did not fully trust Qu Cheng and Yan Mo.

But Wu Ji was different. He was just a general with a thousand men at the beginning and had never been favored by Xiong Tuo and Xiong Hu. Therefore, Zhao Hongrun had more trust in him.

Of course, the same is true for the two generals Gu Liangwei and Wuma Jiao.

Because of this, Zhao Hongrun, between the Yanling Army and the Shangshui Army, would faintly prefer the Shangshui Army, which had weak generals, instead of choosing the Yanling Army, which had 3,000 generals and 2,000 generals from the original Chu Army.

.

"It's better to use this battle to train Wu Ji. If one day he can take charge of his own business, I can safely hand over Shangshui County to him..."

Zhao Hongrun secretly made up his mind.

"Your Highness?" Seeing Zhao Hongrun looking at him intently, Wu Ji felt a little confused and asked in confusion.

"Ah?" Zhao Hongrun came to his senses after hearing this, smiled, and said solemnly: "Wu Ji, I have placed a heavy bet on your Shang Shui Army. Please don't embarrass me this time."

Wu Ji's face straightened when he heard this, he clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Your Highness Prince Su, if our Shang Shui Army insults His Highness's face, we will eventually come to see you!"

"That's not necessary." Zhao Hongrun smiled and waved his hand. Immediately, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, you have seen the Dangshan Army, right? What do you think?"

After hearing this, Wu Ji's originally serious face showed a look of solemnity. After frowning and thinking for a while, he clasped his fists and said: "Your Highness, in fact, in addition to expressing gratitude to Your Highness this time, I will also

I just want to report this to His Highness..."

With that said, he told Zhao Hongrun what happened in the camp just now, only to hear Zhao Hongrun frown frequently.

"provocative?"

"It's not a provocation, it's probably a prejudice." Wu Ji smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing to cut down more firewood for bonfires. The general just thinks that the soldiers of the Dangshan Army think of our Shang Shui Army.

The eyes of the Shang Shui Army are far less kind than those of the Jun Shui Army, but once or twice is okay. If this happens more often, it may affect our Shang Shui Army's view of Dangshan's soldiers, which will not be conducive to the two armies joining hands to conquer Sanchuan."

"..."

Zhao Hongrun was silent when he heard this.

Of course he understood that what Wu Ji said was correct. This kind of unhealthy trend in the army should be stopped as soon as possible and put an end to it as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Shangshui Army will most likely be bullied by the Dangshan Army.

Feeling resentful, after all, the Shang Shui Army originally cared about their identity as Chu people. Once they were unfairly treated by the Wei people in the Dangshan Army, the intensification of this conflict would be far more serious than the general conflict between the two armies.

But the problem is that the opponent is an army under the general Sima An, who is extremely anti-foreign. If Zhao Hongrun takes a clear stance and sides with the Shang Shui Army, it is very likely that Sima An will be dissatisfied. After all, this

A great general is a typical general who treats people rather than things. Between the Chu people and the Wei people, even if the latter makes mistakes, he will definitely side with the latter.

"It is indeed a nightmare-level battle..."

Sighing secretly, Zhao Hongrun walked a few steps in the tent, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Ji, I have asked you to act cheaply. If something like this happens again, you will step in to stop it as a general of the Shangshui Army... As long as

It's not you Shang Shuijun who took the initiative to provoke me, I am the king who makes the decision for you in everything."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ji was shocked.

"I will obey your orders!"

But looking at the energetic Wu Ji, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

He had already had a hunch that the relationship between him and General Sima An would most likely be divided again due to conflicts between the two armies.

This means that he is getting further and further away from the lesson his father gave him, "controlling Sima An".


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