Chapter 393: Dumb Riddle

Looking at the figure of Quanwei walking out, the three lieutenants in the tent did not speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After a while, Vice General Zhang on the side turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia: "What do you want now?" Saying that, he also frowned worriedly: "This is all prepared, and now that it is temporarily changed, the consequences will definitely be not small." ā€

Jiang Duwei also looked at Zhuo Yijia.

If the plan cannot be changed, this person cannot stay.

Zhuo Yijia retracted his gaze looking at the tent curtain, swept into the tent, and after making sure that it was his own people, he turned his head and glanced at Changyu.

Changyu understood, nodded and walked out of the tent.

"Do what you planned." Zhuo Yijia said with a calm face, and then looked down at the map: "General Zhang and Captain Jiang, you two will act according to the previous plan." ā€

"Yes!" Both nodded in response. As soon as he finished answering, Jiang Duwei was still a little hesitant and looked at Zhuo Yijia: "Then General Quan ......"

Zhuo Yijia listened to Jiang Duwei's words and stood up straight: "Wasn't he called by the prince?" He hooked his lips as he spoke. Sneered.

Vice General Zhang was a little puzzled when he heard it, and turned his head to look at Jiang Duwei, but Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia: "What does General Streamer mean?" ā€

"What is the attitude of the two generals towards the prince?" Zhuo Yijia turned his head to look at the two of them and suddenly asked.

The two of them were stunned, and then Vice General Zhang immediately spoke: "I was originally a personal soldier in the prince's mansion, and I have to be supported by the prince, so I will naturally treat the prince with all sincerity!" ā€

Zhuo Yijia looked at Vice General Zhang, nodded, and turned his head to look at Captain Jiang: "What about General Jiang?" ā€

Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia and did not answer immediately, but asked rhetorically: "Why did General Streamer say this?" ā€

Zhuo Yijia looked at Jiang Duwei for a long time, and his face under the mask was calm and thoughtful: "Because, I only believe in the people of the prince." Zhuo Yijia said very slowly, but word by word was very clear.

It's a vague statement, but it's strange. Others didn't understand, but Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia thoughtfully.

Zhuo Yijia also looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

"Does the prince know?" Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia and asked.

Vice General Zhang stood aside, watching the two of them play dumb riddles, a little confused.

"The son of the world knows." Zhuo Yijia looked at Jiang Duwei and replied softly, "However, I think the prince should know." ā€

Otherwise, how could Quanwei be called?

Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia, his face was vague.

Changyu, who was standing outside the tent, clenched the bow and arrow in his hand. His eyes were staring ahead, a little dazed.

After a long time, the tent remembered Jiang Duwei's voice: "The prince has the grace of knowing the last general, and when he was young, he fought on the battlefield with him, and we are friends of eight worships." ā€

Zhuo Yijia raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Duwei. and the fifth uncle turned out to be eight friends.

Jiang Duwei's sharp eyes caught Zhuo Yijia's expression, and his face was incredibly surprised: "No wonder I said that the deputy generals arranged by the prince this time, why are they either his own generals or brothers who worshipped the master." ā€

"Oh, there are also brothers among the generals?" Zhuo Yijia had a look of surprise on her face.

Jiang Duwei nodded and looked at Zhuo Yijia: "Staff Officer Chen is too." After a pause, he looked at Zhuo Yijia, and said solemnly: "General Liuguang doesn't have to worry about the few lieutenants that the prince arranged for you." ā€

Zhuo Yijia looked at Captain Jiang, and then nodded: "Thank you, General." Then, I'll leave it to you here, and I'll go to the prince's side in person. ā€

Jiang Duwei looked at Zhuo Yijia, smiled meaningfully, nodded, and said nothing.

Zhuo Yijia saw Jiang Duwei's smile, and also hooked his lips.

"Changyu come with me." Then he picked up the bag on the table and strode out of the tent.

Jiang Duwei retracted his gaze and looked at the map in front of him in a trance. Then he put away the map and walked out.

Vice General Zhang was still at a loss, and hurriedly followed Captain Jiang on his hind feet.

"General Jiang, what are you talking about?" Vice General Zhang followed beside Captain Jiang and asked with a blank and curious expression.

Captain Jiang walked in front, and when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at Deputy General Zhang, and then stretched out the back of his neck, leaned into his ear, and said very lightly: "Rebellion." ā€

Deputy General Zhang's eyes flickered, his feet were unstable, he staggered forward, and almost fell.

As soon as Zhuo Yijia came out of the tent, Zhihua, who followed behind him, took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

Zhuo Yijia took it and tore it open as he walked. After reading it, he handed it to Zhihua, "Send the letter to Beiliang." ā€

Then he took Changyu and Zhihua, and walked quickly to the place where King Huairong lived.

King Huairong lived in a tent. At this time, the tent is brightly lit. When I got closer, I saw that outside the tent were all Quanwei's personal soldiers. One by one, they stood outside the tent, cautiously and cautiously looking at the people outside the tent.

Zhuo Yijia stood still, looked at the sergeant standing outside the tent, and waved his hand. Changyu behind him stepped back and quickly disappeared outside the tent. Zhuo Yijia played the piano on his back, and then walked forward.

As soon as he walked outside the tent, he was blocked by Quanwei's soldiers holding Changge: "Stop! Why? ā€

They looked at Zhuo Yijia seriously and indifferently, and opened their mouths to ask.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and glanced at them: "I am the deputy general streamer, and I came to find the prince for something." ā€

"The whole adult is discussing inside, and you can't wait." Those soldiers still looked at Zhuo Yijia with a cold face, and said undoubtedly.

Zhuo Yijia raised his eyebrows and looked at the soldier who spoke: "Oh, do you still need the consent of all adults to enter the prince's tent?" ā€

The soldiers who were blocking looked at Zhuo Yijia, and did not reply with a calm face, but Changge, who was blocking in his hand, did not move away.

"Get out of the way." Zhuo Yijia turned his head and looked at the two of them coldly.

"If you don't answer, you can't enter!" The two soldiers said again.

Zhuo Yijia frowned.

"Let her in!" Suddenly, Quanwei's voice came from inside.

"Yes!" The two sergeants replied, then put down the Changge they were holding in their hands and got out of the way.

Zhuo Yijia glanced at them, then turned to look at the sergeants around the tent.

Really... The fifth uncle's people all retreated.

Zhuo Yijia walked in, and on the big bed in the tent lay King Huairong. The coals of fire burning inside warmed the whole tent.

Standing next to the bed was a Chun Er and Cui Mama who had served Prince Huairong all year round. There was also a man sitting on the stool. It's the Quanwei who hasn't had time to change into armor.

King Huairong on the big bed closed his eyes and breathed weakly.

Zhuo Yijia glanced at Quan Wei, and walked straight to King Huairong's side to salute: "Lord Wang." ā€

King Huairong didn't open his eyes, just let out a soft 'um' sound.

After the 'um' passed, silence returned, and no one spoke in the tent.

After a long while, Quan Wei got up and saluted King Huairong: "Lord Wang, the lower official has military affairs in his body, and the military situation is urgent, so I can't stay longer." As he spoke, he turned and left.

"Wait." King Huairong raised his hand, lifted it halfway, and then lowered it again.