It took half a day to join the rear troops, although Song Zhancheng was concerned about Cheng Jingyun, he couldn't go to visit her as soon as possible, so he could only explain the situation to the hussar general first, stop some useless compliments, and then return to the camp.

"How is it, is Cheng Jingyun awake?"

Before he walked in, Jinyun had already heard Song Zhancheng's voice, and then followed up with a feeling of weakness in Foshan.

Jin Yun said truthfully: "Since the prince left, he has never woken up. ”

"Never woke up again? How so? ”

Song Zhancheng's face became more and more ugly, his footsteps kept walking to the side of the bed, he reached out and noticed that there was still movement in the pulse, and he could only barely breathe a sigh of relief.

"Isn't there a Heavenly Master in the city? Can't find any of them? Song Zhancheng turned around and asked.

Foshan knew that he was asking himself, so he hurriedly replied: "Yes, no, my subordinates have searched all around, but none of them can be used, and there are still people who want to pretend to be heavenly masters to make profits from it, and I beat them up." ”

Song Zhancheng rubbed his eyebrows, "Shadow Three, isn't there any news of Zhang Tianshi?" ”

Foshan has been following the master for so many years, so he naturally knows that this is a manifestation of the master's anger, and subconsciously shrunk his neck and said: "No, no, the prince hid the person, but he still hasn't found it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a dull voice sounded, and Foshan couldn't help but look up, and the stool at Song Zhancheng's feet fell in response, instantly becoming a pile of broken wood.

"Lord, master, you will be able to calm your anger...... There will be a way......"

"I just want to know what the solution is."

Foshan was speechless, and Song Zhancheng didn't want to embarrass him anymore, so he just said, "Go out." ”

Foshan answered, gave Jinyun a look, and left with someone.

Song Zhancheng felt so powerless for the first time, Cheng Jingyun had no medicine several times, and it was even more absurd that she was haunted by nightmares. But he can't object, because Cheng Jingyun's origin is even more absurd.

He didn't know anything about this, and at the moment he could only watch Cheng Jingyun sleeping in front of him, unable to do anything.

He carefully folded the quilt for Cheng Jingyun, and said in his heart: "Wake up quickly, don't let me worry anymore." ”

The news of the success of the division quickly spread throughout the army, and nothing increased the prestige of the people more than winning the battle. Before Song Zhancheng could do anything, his fame spread all over the army, and the hussar general felt a sore tooth when he heard it.

"Lord Wang, the minister specially held a celebration banquet for the prince, can the prince enjoy his face and have a drink with all the soldiers?"

The hussar general asked cautiously, he didn't know where he heard it, the woman brought by the prince was slow to wake up, and the prince's mood was extremely bad, and he came to invite one to please at this moment, and the other was to let Song Zhancheng change his mood and encourage the momentum of the whole army.

Song Zhancheng naturally didn't want to go, but after thinking about it, he gave up and replied: "I will go, and thank the general for his kindness." ”

"Where, everyone wants to see the heroism of the prince, and it's not me alone......"

After listening to a bunch of nonsense again, Song Zhancheng finally waited for the people to leave, and said to Foshan: "During the time I left, you have to stay in front of Cheng Jingyun every step of the way, once something happens, immediately send someone to inform me, I won't leave for too long, I hope you won't let me down during this time." ”

"Rest assured, Foshan will live up to the expectations of the master."

Song Zhancheng bowed his head and said: "Also, go check and check who leaked the news." ”

He knew that there were people sent by other forces around him who were staring at him, especially the prince's side, and he couldn't avoid it, but he had to know clearly who there were around him.

Foshan should go down, and immediately find someone to explain the matter after leaving.

The celebration banquet was held that night, there was no red tape in the army, of course, the conditions were not allowed, wine and meat was the greatest gift, for this the hussar general was not stingy, and also claimed that everything was the meaning of the Prince of Jin, and Song Zhancheng earned enough reputation.

"He's a guy who can do things." Song Zhancheng looked at the hussar general from a distance, and said lightly.

With that, he walked towards the place where the main seat of the celebration banquet was held, and there was naturally a seat reserved for himself.

The hussar general saw him halfway, ran over to greet him in person, and said with a smile: "The prince is finally here!" ”

"I've been waiting."

"Where," the hussar general beckoned to make way, respectfully leading Song Zhancheng to his seat all the way.

His behavior does not seem flattering, but also shows the good appearance of Song Zhancheng's brothers, who does not look disgusting at all, just in response to Song Zhancheng's words, he is a person who can do things.

If you can achieve the position of a hussar general, you will be able to do things, but if you have courage and no strategy, you will definitely not live long on the battlefield.

Song Zhancheng was willing to accommodate him, smiled lightly and thanked him, without mentioning his meritorious service, but the momentum of the superior was full of momentum, and the hussar general was crushed to death.

A celebration banquet officially began, the hussar general said the toast order, coaxed Song Zhancheng to drink more, Song Zhancheng did not twist, and generously raised his glass to drink, except for the flushing of his face, he couldn't see anything else.

He had his own kung fu to be able to control the scene, but he didn't want to stay for a long time, so he gave the hussar general enough face, and when the wine was almost done, Song Zhancheng got up and said: "It's not a secret, this time the troops are really draining, I feel a little tired, so I will go first, please ask the hussar general to entertain the brothers for me, there is work." ”

The hussar general's head turned, and he knew what was going on.

It must be that the woman who is kept in the tent can not be relieved, it seems that this person is a weakness of Song Zhancheng, and he is so worried.

He didn't care much about a woman before, but now it seems that he is underestimating.

No matter how much you think about it, it is impossible to show it, the hussar general was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "The prince said very much, I didn't think it through, since I'm tired, then I won't stay with the prince, the prince should rest early, don't worry, I will explain it well, and no one will disturb the prince." ”

Song Zhancheng bowed his head and said, "Then thank you general." ”

Then he turned his back and departed,

The hussar general stared at Song Zhancheng's back and thought for a while, then turned around and drank with others as usual.

Song Zhancheng returned to the tent, and saw Cheng Jingyun sleeping peacefully on the couch at a glance, it seemed that there was no accident, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt disappointed.

"Wake up."

said so in his heart, but Song Zhancheng could only sigh silently.

Foshan couldn't bear to see his master like this.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, and Song Zhancheng looked back violently, and saw Ying San, who appeared in the camp tent in an instant, kneeling not far behind him.

"Master, Zhang Tianshi has found it!"

The long-tense thread in Song Zhancheng's mind jumped violently, and he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying, whether it was Ying San or Foshan or someone else, he subconsciously glanced at Cheng Jingyun, and his face was as calm as a dead person.

He closed his eyes, exhaled, and finally found it.