The next morning, on the Daxing Treasure Palace, Emperor Jingtai of Chengde had a heavy face.

Just before the early dynasty, a secret report was received from the frontier that the Chihu tribe was making frequent moves, ready to attack, and intended to attack the city.

"Your Majesty, Chihu is going to take advantage of my great tax collection before I wantonly encroach on our land! Ministers strongly recommend ......"

Before he finished speaking about the history of the inspector of the Ministry of Officials, Jing Yicheng, who was standing on the side, suddenly stepped forward and said:

"Father, sons, please Ying, I am willing to bring 30,000 soldiers and horses to kill Chihu's sharp spirit!"

Shi Wenyan, the inspector of the ministry, was shocked.

The emperor muttered on the dragon chair: "Orange, don't worry, it's not too late to come forward after Huo Aiqing finishes playing." ”

"Yes, Father." Although he was very impatient, Jing Yicheng still retreated to the side with heavy steps.

Shi Huoyan, the inspector of the ministry, said again:

"Thank you Your Majesty for your compassion, and I strongly recommend His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to lead the troops to meet the enemy and protect my borders."

When all the ministers heard this, they all stepped forward to second.

"No!" Jing Yicheng stepped forward again. "Father, it's obvious that the child was the first to ask for help, father!"

Looking at Jing Yitan and Jing Yibai standing on the side, their faces were a little dignified.

"Father, the son knows that his qualifications are dull, this boss, it is better for the second brother to be the boss, and the child is still a deputy marshal, and it is even more so to assist by the side."

Jing Yibai saw that his eldest brother was so anxious, so he came out of the queue.

"Father, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has long been familiar with the art of war, and he is the only one who is the commander!" Jing Yitan only hopes that the third brother will make contributions, and the third brother's mind is indeed much more flexible than himself, he has only followed the army to fight a few battles, and some clever plans at the critical moment are the urgent needs that the third brother helps him solve by flying pigeons.

I don't know why the third brother wants to let himself lead the troops this time? Is he trying to hide his edge?

"Does the second brother think that this palace doesn't know anything about the art of war? Besides, even so, with General Sima and military advisors by his side in the main palace, isn't it better than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who only learned to write at the age of ten? ”

Jing Yicheng humiliated the prince in front of the court, not once or twice, and now he is already handy to ridicule this matter again.

Jing Yibai sneered.

Idiot, he learned to write at the age of ten, and at the age of twelve he could write all the names of the people in the palace, and at the age of thirteen, he could recite poems against him, without a teacher, and Jing Yicheng, that stupid man, learned to recite poetry at the age of ten, and now that he is in his prime, he still only has so many poems, and he is embarrassed to make fun of him in front of everyone.

As soon as Jing Yicheng's words came out, the court was instantly full of people, most of them were defending His Royal Highness the Prince, after all, even if he was the eldest son of the emperor, he could not be disrespectful to the prince, but there were also a small number of flattering traitors, fanning the flames, and pretending to stand on the side of the emperor's eldest son, but in fact he was a-stirring stick.

"Silence!" Jing Tai shouted in a deep voice.

The ministers were instantly quiet.

However, Jing Tai's face was already much uglier.

"Let's talk about it! Retreat! Having a headache from the noise, the emperor rubbed his swollen sideburns with a tired face, and then strode away towards the apse without looking back.

"Retreat~~Chao~~~" Listening to the shrill voice of the great eunuch, the ministers instantly began to discuss again, and while discussing, they left slowly outside the Daxing Treasure Palace.

After the early dynasty, Jing Yitan was left in the palace again, because it was the birthday of his biological mother, Concubine Rong.

Two hours later, a decree came from the palace, and the prince Jing Yicheng was appointed as the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, and led an army of 30,000 to Chihu and set off immediately.

"It's just disgusting!"

After returning from the palace, Jing Yitan's face was extremely ugly, and when Zhilan saw his expression, she knew that it was a matter of the court and it was not satisfactory, but out of sensibility, she didn't dare to ask, so she could only tell Fern to go to the dining room to boil some pipa lotus seed porridge and prepare it, and wait for the second prince to be angry and then serve it.

Jing Yitan locked himself in the study, no one was allowed to enter, and he was silent for a long time.

Near dusk, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince visited again.

"Brother Tan, he has been locked in the study like this for a whole day, Your Highness, you can be regarded as here."

Zhilan saw it in her eyes and hurt in her heart, but she couldn't come forward to comfort her.

Jing Yibai nodded as a sign of comfort.

Softly slammed the door, and an angry cry came from inside, "Didn't you tell you not to come in?" ”

"Second brother, it's me, Xiaobai."

After learning that someone was coming, there was a pause inside for a moment before opening the door.

"Third brother."

Seeing the appearance of the second brother, Jing Yibai also let out a long sigh.

Then he walked into the study and closed the door gently.

"Second brother, you don't have to be too disappointed, after all...... It's not the first time. ”

"This time is different!" Jing Yitan was furious, slapped his palm on the copy, and the floor shook three times. "In the past, even if the Queen Mother intervened, my father would always act impartially, but this time, he actually knew that his eldest brother didn't know anything about the art of war, and he named him a generalissimo of soldiers and horses, which is a big joke in the world! If Daxing continues like this, I'm afraid it will ...... This country is resting......"

How could Jing Yibai not know the stakes, but now that the holy decree has been issued, I am afraid that Jing Yicheng has already left Changjun at this time.

"Second brother, I understand, I understand, but I don't think my father should be so confused! Maybe my father has a plan! ”

The perfect solution? What is the so-called perfect solution? Could it be that at the critical moment, other generals can still take the handsome seal of Jing Yicheng's generalissimo?

It's ridiculous!

……

In the small kitchen, the fern put the pipa lotus seed porridge that had already been boiled into the steamer again and heated it again, watching the light and dark flames.

"What are you doing here, fern?" Yun Xianxian asked in a rough voice as soon as he entered the kitchen.

"Miss Yun, I, hey! On the orders of the second princess, I am helping the second prince to warm porridge! ”

The fern pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Then why do you look so unhappy?"

"Huh-the girl doesn't know anything...... Fern then leaned closer to Yun Xianxian and whispered in her ear, "Our Second Prince, Your Royal Highness, as long as you encounter trouble, you will be in a hurry, if you don't use this porridge to make up for it, you will inevitably have a headache and fever at night and talk nonsense." ”

“OMG！ It's so serious! ”

Yun Xian Xian had an incredulous expression on her face.

It seems that Jing Yitan is still a sick child, no wonder she has not given birth to a child in five years after marrying Sister Zhilan.

Thinking like this, Yun Xianxian felt a little sorry for Zhilan.

Forget it, it's not her husband, it doesn't matter if he's sick or not!

With a sigh in his heart, Yun Xianxian continued to walk towards the kitchen.

Today she planned to cook some duck blood vermicelli soup to drink, and she specially asked Steward Zhang to order someone to keep fresh duck blood for herself, just to boil the soup and drink.

After tossing for about two quarters of an hour, Yun Xianxian finally laboriously put the soup into the bowl.

"Girl, why are you here! The second princess just fainted! ”

As soon as he put the last bit of vermicelli into the bowl, he heard Shuang'er running in from outside the door and said in an anxious tone.

"What? Wait a minute, here it is. ”

After putting the duck blood vermicelli soup away, Yun Xianxian swayed his two little arms and ran towards the door.

By the time she reached the garden, Zhilan had been helped to sit on the stone pier.

"Sister, sister! How are you? You okay? ”

Yun Xian Xian, who hurriedly followed Shuang'er, had worry written on her face.

"It's already much better, Xu has just been squatting for too long, and when he gets up suddenly, he is dizzy!"

Yun Xian pondered for a while, isn't this a typical hypoglycemic symptom! After searching the plate on the stone table, he found two pieces of rock candy, and Yun Xianxian quickly handed the rock candy to Zhilan's lips.

"Sister, try this with this."

Hearing this, Zhilan took the rock candy and put it in her mouth.

After a while, my head was not so dizzy.

"Huh? It's really much better, Xian Xian, this rock candy can actually cure my disease? ”

Zhilan said happily.

"Well, usually pay more attention to rest, don't be too tired, this disease is very common in our hometown, it is usually best to bring two pieces of rock candy with you, if you feel dizzy, immediately take one in your mouth."

Yun Xian looked like an old Chinese medicine doctor, and said with a round little face.

"Hmm. Thank you, Slim. ”

"It's all a family, and it's so polite."

Yun Xianxian instantly tore away a big smile, and her eyes narrowed into a long slit.

"Yes, family." Zhilan repeated with a smile.

"By the way, I stewed duck blood vermicelli soup just now, and I was just going to give you a taste, wait for me!"

After a while, the figure of Yun Xian and the flesh ran away again.

But when I got to the kitchen, I found that the bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup was gone.