However, to Huang Qiong's surprise, after listening to his words, her mother changed her previous attitude of being silent like gold, and said categorically: "In this matter, what your father means is what I mean." And what I know better than him is that you can do it if you want to do it. I still have this kind of faith in the son I taught. ”

For her mother's self-confidence, Huang Qiong could only smile bitterly. What else can he say, what else can he say? A father, a mother, almost the same orders given to themselves. His own emperor, Lao Tzu, is even more threatening himself with his head. And although the mother said a short sentence, the pressure brought by it was even greater than the old man's threat to his own head.

Huang Qiong, who was helpless, could only agree hard. As for what his mother's state of mind was at this time, Huang Qiong didn't bother to ask, and he couldn't ask anyway. Huang Qiong, who didn't want to bother with this matter, simply turned around and washed her hands and went to make soup. There's no way, although Shouyang over there is painting red, his eyes are constantly looking at himself here, with a pitiful face.

Facing the expectant gaze of this snack seller, Huang Qiong still went to cook honestly. A sweet and sour carp, a plate of snow cotton bean paste, and Shouyang's favorite pot-wrapped meat, a toothpick meat made of mutton. Coupled with two small green vegetables, as well as a bean sprout mixed with boiling, plus a large plate of small steamed steamed buns with goat's milk, Shouyang smiled at one time.

Especially the snow cotton bean paste, not to mention that Shouyang did not eat less, even his mother ate a lot. Even this time, the emperor ate a lot more. Huang Qiong's steamed steamed buns were not enough to eat, so she could only cook a plate of Yangzhou fried rice with shrimp, green beans, and ham, which could satisfy the appetite of several people. As for Jing Niang, Huang Qiong had already left some of it.

Put down the chopsticks in his hand, and gargle his mouth after taking the tea handed over by the eunuch. The emperor pointed to the well-eaten Yangzhou fried rice and said, "In a while, you will teach the cook how to make this fried rice." In the future, I stayed up late to make excerpts, and when I was hungry, I used this as a supper. ”

At the emperor's request, Huang Qiong shook his head and said, "Father, this thing can be eaten every day, but it can't be used as a supper." If you sit for a long time and eat this easy to accumulate food at night, it is not good for your body. My son will stir up some oil tea for you, and when you stay up late, you can make a bowl of it, at most add a piece of snack, which is easy to digest and can withstand hunger. ”

Huang Qiong's answer made the emperor look at him meaningfully, and then sighed slightly: "It seems that Ah Jiu hopes that I will live for a few more years." Maybe among your brothers, you are the only one who still has this filial piety. As for the others, I'm afraid there are more who are looking forward to my early death. ”

The emperor's words made Huang Qiong upset and didn't know how to answer. It's not good to answer, and it's even worse not to answer. After a while, he said with some embarrassment: "Father, what you said." A person's five fingers cannot be of ordinary length. The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and they are all different, aren't they? What's more, there are so many brothers, it is possible to have a few unfilial sons. ”

"Besides, what is the situation between the second brother and the third brother, it's still not clear at the moment, isn't it? Maybe they were also forced to do such a rebellious thing? At least in the eyes of the son, most of the brothers are still filial and want you to live a long life. ”

Regarding Huang Qiong's explanation, when looking at Huang Qiong's answer, there was obviously some insincere expression, and the emperor just said lightly: "Ah Jiu has also learned now, and he has fooled me with these marginal words." Whether these words are sincere or not, you know in your own heart. If it's really like what you say, why bother to get it to the point where you can't get it out of control now? ”

The emperor's evaluation made Huang Qiong's old face flush, and he could only keep silent. Looking at his somewhat embarrassed son in front of him, the emperor did not continue to dwell on this issue. Instead, he said, "Go ahead, after getting out the oil tea you said, go back and have a good rest." After today, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep soundly. ”

Hearing the emperor's order, Huang Qiong, who was a little embarrassed, didn't seem to be able to escape there. I went to the kitchen first, used sesame seeds and peanuts, and fried a big bowl of oil tea for the emperor. Considering that the emperor's anger in the past few days is really not ordinary, Huang Qiong also specially added some red beans to the oil tea.

Tell the emperor about Gao Wuyong, how to eat this thing. and told Gao Wuyong that if he eats too much of this thing, it is best not to drink it every day, and adjust it appropriately to the emperor. I gave Shouyang the snack again, and baked some trough cakes and the stove. Huang Qiong didn't even dare to listen to Xue Xuan, and returned directly to the mansion.

As for listening to Xue Xuan's own parents, Huang Qiong really didn't want to worry about them anymore. It's too tiring to figure out the sperm of these two people, and with that spare time, I might as well go back and rest for a while. Anyway, in this world, the eldest in heaven and the second in the earth, they are the third in line, and others generally dare not have opinions. They are willing to pretend to be mysterious, and who can help them?

At night, Huang Qiong did not invite a waiter to sleep, but was in her bedroom, quietly meditating and pranayama all night. It wasn't until the dawn that Huang Qiong got up, walked to the courtyard and looked at the morning star in the sky, took out the jade pendant that Situ Zhaoshuang gave him on his chest, and kissed it gently: "Shuang'er, where are you now?" Do you know that I'm going to go on the expedition tomorrow? ”

Just answered Huang Qiong, only the silence in the courtyard, plus the sound of the wind sweeping through the treetops. As for the beautiful woman in my heart, it is impossible to give him any answer. Huang Qiong, who knew that she couldn't get an answer, just stood in the courtyard, ignoring the cold wind that was already late autumn and swept over her.

It wasn't until the sky was already bright that the emperor sent to urge the military attendants to arrive that Huang Qiong hurriedly washed, hastily finished breakfast, and rushed towards the Xiaocai camp with Fan Jian and the guards in the palace. Huang Qiong didn't pay attention to the soldier who was sitting in a sedan chair, whether he could keep up with his speed. In addition to Jingzhao Mansion, he galloped all the way towards Mengjin, where the Xiao Cavalry Camp was stationed.

This time, Huang Qiong rode the same Qinghai horse, and the guards behind him were also the most common party horses in the Great Qi Army. Originally, he planned to ride the sweaty and bloody horse, but was stopped by Song Gongliang. Song Gongliang means to lead the troops into battle, and it is better not to be too conspicuous on the mount.

Although the sweaty and bloody horse is a bit of a divine horse, its height and posture are at least one head taller than the party horses commonly used in the Great Qi Army. And as long as the opponent is a military attaché, there are very few people who don't know horses. If you recognize his mount as a bloody horse, you don't need to guess to know that it is his Royal Highness. The truth that the thief captures the king first, and no one who leads the army does not know.

Riding that bloody horse can only bring danger to His Royal Highness. Therefore, his suggestion was to ride that Qinghai skull, at least this kind of horse was not much in the Great Qi army. Although there are not many horses like him, there are still some. And this Qinghai horse has been trained by him, and it is more suitable for battle than that sweaty horse.

In this regard, Huang Qiong, who has always been as good as a stream, saw that Song Gongliang's words made sense, and his guard leader Wang Dalong also agreed, so he accepted this advice. Ma Hao, plus Mengjin is only a few dozen miles away from Jingzhao Mansion, so it is not even necessary to send morning and evening. galloping all the way, Huang Qiong rushed to the location of the Mengjin Xiao Cavalry Camp at noon.

As for the soldier who was sitting in a sedan chair and was still slowly moving behind, there was no trace of him being dumped at this time. It's just that Huang Qiong didn't expect that she couldn't enter outside the gate of the Xiaoqi camp. The entourage, no matter how they explained, got only one sentence, they had not received the holy decree, and they could not open the camp door and let them in.

Anyway, there is either a holy decree from the imperial court, or there are official documents issued by the Ministry of War and the Privy Council. The King? Sorry, they don't know who the King is. Who is Su Changshi? I'm sorry, but officials who are not from the Ministry of War, the Privy Council, and the Front Division of the Palace are not allowed to enter. Not to mention that Wang Dalong's mouth is about to dry, even if Su Changshi, who is wearing an official robe, is useless to go out in person.

Looking at the strong barriers outside the gate of the Xiao Cavalry Camp and the full spirit of the sergeants standing guard, Huang Qiong seemed to be very calm on the surface, but nodded in his heart. Let's not talk about respecting or disrespecting oneself as a prince, this rigorous strength in governing the army alone is enough to show that the current commander of the Xiao Cavalry Battalion is definitely not an ordinary person.

In the face of Wang Dalong's request, Huang Qiong just said lightly: "What people said is not wrong, then let's wait here, that soldier squire." When he's coming, and when we're going to get in. If the order goes down, no one is allowed to break in. This is not the British Prince's Palace, everything must be done according to the rules of the army. ”

Speaking of this, Huang Qiong took the lead in dismounting, and found a stone to sit down outside the Xiaoqi camp. Huang Qiong, the prince, is like this, and the rest of the people can only dismount honestly. Huang Qiong's guards were all from the barracks, and they also knew the rules of breaking the body and dying when they went out.

So, no one said anything more. just gathered around Huang Qiong, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, and looking around vigilantly with the other. Only Fan Jian, who was obviously not very good at riding, and who was really in some pain along the way, struggled to get off the horse with the help of the guards. While muttering in his mouth, the sergeants on the other side were holding chicken feathers as arrows and the like.

Hearing Fan Jian's muttering, Huang Qiong frowned slightly. He stood up and said to Wang Dalong: "Dalong, arrange a few guards and escort Mr. Fan back to the British Palace." Since Mr. Fan is unwilling to obey military orders and is not suitable for the military camp, then this king will not be reluctant. ”

Huang Qiong's words were categorical, startling both Fan Jian and Wang Dalong. It hasn't been half a day since he came out, and he was sent back in disgrace, where does he still have the face to continue to stay in the British Palace? Fan Jian, who knew that he was wrong. Hurriedly said: "Please forgive the prince, the sword knows that it is wrong." Please also ask the prince, in giving the sword a chance, the sword promises not to do it again. ”

Seeing Fan Jian's sincere confession, Huang Qiong nodded slightly, but after glancing at the guards beside him, he said: "This time, this king was ordered to supervise the teacher, although it was a disposal envoy. But when you get to the barracks, you have to respect the military order. From now on, everyone, including the king, must obey the orders of the cavalry battalion, and those who violate it will be punished by military law. ”

"Since Mr. Fan knows that he is wrong, this king will give Mr. Fan another chance, and if he commits it again, he will definitely be punished severely. And most of you, most of you are from the border army officers, and you are all people who have seen blood on hand. You know better than this king the importance of military orders. After entering the cavalry camp, you all put away the suit of your prince's guard for the king. ”

"All actions must be preceded by military orders, including this king. On the battlefield and charging ahead, the king has a heavy reward. If there is any fear of war, now the king will send you back. When it comes to the battlefield, if anyone dares to retreat and not advance, and does not listen to orders, this king will not be spared. You have lost that man, but this king cannot afford to lose that man. ”