Wang Yijing joined Princess Wu's convoy, there was a difference between men and women, and as soon as Bijiewei came out, he switched to riding a horse.

The team marched slowly, but the princess had to take a long detour from time to time, especially to some prefectures or military towns, which made Wang Yijing nostalgic for the days when he flew away from the sky.

During this time, he learned a lot of things, although the conditions in the southwest were not particularly difficult, the garrison armament has not been able to keep up.

The imperial court is no longer the queen mother's rule, but the young emperor's caution has not diminished at all, and the eyeliner that was originally removed has been reinserted, always paying attention to the movements of this imperial uncle.

The most ironic thing is that these were all taught to him by King Wu in the first place.

Wang Siheng always wanted to train his nephew to be a wise man, and when the two were still close, he spared no effort to teach the emperor's mental skills, the law of checks and balances, and the way of hiding clumsiness.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Wang Zhaoqi's cautiousness and step-by-step in the past ten years are all inseparable from the influence of his uncle.

It's a pity that the little emperor is still too young after all, his patience is limited, and he can't wait to seize power from the Queen Mother, so that he almost loses everything.

If it weren't for Wang Yijing's accident, the current Son of Heaven would probably have been deposed from the throne and become an "incompetent" prince like Wang Siheng.

Even so, the little emperor still did not reflect on himself, and hastily made the stupid move of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, inadvertently burying a hidden danger for himself.

"Mean-spirited, it's really mediocre."

In the palatial palace, Wang Siheng shook his head frequently with the secret letter in his hand.

A loyal-looking young man stood aside with his hands down and said with a smile:

"Lord Wang, what would you do if it were a change?"

"As the saying goes, when the puppet is angry, blood is splashed five steps, even if the swordsman is no matter how good it is, how many can he kill among the armor soldiers of thousands or ten thousand people?

I taught Zhao Qi to be ruthless, but that is to the enemy, not to his benefactor, he is an emperor, how can he not tolerate a little Jianghu person?

Since he was afraid that the sword would hurt him, why didn't he want to trap it, but destroyed the only sheath that could seal it, so that he would really have to die. ”

The young man had followed King Wu for many years, and he knew that these words were sincere, and he sincerely admired:

"Therefore, Xuan Zai often said that the prince is a more suitable person to sit on the throne than today."

Wang Siheng did not deny the other party's rebellious remarks, he put down the secret letter, looked out the window and said:

"You and I have the ambition to serve the country, but we can't do anything, and now we can only wait for news from the princess."

……

"If you rebel, you will rebel, where are there so many high-sounding excuses, if it is really for the sake of the common people in the world, why not give the throne to the saints?"

In Nanyang Mansion, a young general stopped Princess Wu at the door of his house and opened his mouth unceremoniously.

The young general's name is Sima Chengguang, the only son of Sima Kuan, the local chief soldier, who has a prestige at a young age, single-handedly suppressed a group of bandits, and his deeds even spread to the capital.

became famous at a young age, and naturally it was inevitable to be arrogant.

In the army, he is Sima Xiaojun, even if he goes to the battlefield, the enemy must be a little vigilant when he sees his iconic blue tassel gun.

The gun tassel was originally to block blood and suck blood, but Sima Chengguang did the opposite, abandoning the red tassel and using the blue tassel, after rushing and killing in the enemy group, the blue tassel was stained red with blood, and he took the trouble to wash away the blood stains.

After the blue tassel was completely soaked and unwashed, the young man moved a small pony to sit in front of the door, and removed the red tassel in the surprised eyes of outsiders and replaced it with blue tassel.

Someone around him persuaded Sima Kuan, the little general was so bloodthirsty at a young age, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not get into a big disaster in the future.

Sima Kuan laughed at this, the child was young and had no mother, he had never continued the strings, and without the love of his mother, his son's temperament was indeed a little more perverse than that of ordinary children of the same age, but compared to those sons of the family who walked the birds all day long, it was still much stronger.

As long as you don't do things that harm the people, what's a little innocuous weirdness?

Sima Chengguang blocked the willow hibiscus, neither let him enter the mansion, nor allowed the other party to go, he did not take his own blue tassel gun, but only carried a ring-headed knife on his waist, and pressed his left hand weakly, it seemed that he could draw the knife at any time.

Wang Yijing was invited to act as a guard, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and his expression was pleasant.

"Do you want to take him?"

The young man's tone was calm, even if he didn't have cultivation, it was more than enough to deal with a hairy child.

Without waiting for the woman to answer, the young man felt the insult first, held the hilt of the knife in his right hand, and said angrily:

"Okay, you thieves, you dare to look at the king's law in broad daylight, and let the master take you, and take the five flowers to the capital division."

"Guang'er, don't be rude."

The movement finally alarmed Sima Kuan, who was taking a lunch break, and the man came to the door with a quick stride, and arched his hand:

"The dog is out of discipline, and I hope the princess won't blame it."

"Dad, they're anti-thieves......"

"Shut up!" Sima Kuan scolded in a low voice and made a gesture of please.

In the hall, the two of them were talking in a low voice about important matters that could lose their heads, and outside the hall, Wang Yijing and the young man stood on both sides with swords and swords.

Since beating the young man and saying that he wanted to take down the young man, the other party completely hated the man and stared at him fiercely.

Wang Yijing always looked listless, yawning from time to time, and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Hey, do you dare to fight me?" The boy finally couldn't help but speak.

"I don't bully small children."

"Heh, do you know who the master is?"

Wang Yijing glanced at him, and said indifferently:

"At best, he is just a small commander in the army, relying on some ability, impetuous, and sooner or later he will have to fall behind."

The young man calmed down a lot this time, and did not draw his sword, but sneered at Yin and Yang:

"What a big tone, dare to ask what kind of official you are, have you ever served in the army?"

"I've been a soldier for a few years."

Wang Yijing seemed to be tired of standing, squatted down, took out a pancake from his arms, and said while nibbling:

"I was younger than you when I joined the army, relying on a martial arts, I was not afraid of heaven and earth, and at the age of fifteen, I became a hundred households, which is called a scenery. Later, because of the light enemy, the lone army was attacked by the enemy in depth, and all his subordinates died, leaving me alone. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, took out a green onion out of nowhere, pinched the head and tail, rolled it into the cake, and continued:

"At that time, I realized that no matter how powerful a person is, it is useless to have no brains, and then I followed my father to learn to arrange troops, and strive to minimize casualties.

After winning battles one after another, he became a general, did not taste defeat, and gradually began to be arrogant again, and finally broke into a catastrophe and left his hometown. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yijing tilted his head and started to make a come, he never seemed to have grown, and every time he got some achievements, he got carried away, forgetting all the previous lessons.

Sima Chengguang was also silent, he wanted to take advantage of some verbal prestige, he didn't want to involve the other party's pain, even if he had a perverse temperament, he couldn't help but blame himself at the moment.

Wang Yijing didn't take this seriously, and stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth.

At this time, the two people in the room also walked out after chatting, and the two did not reveal the content of the conversation, but only said goodbye to each other politely.

Out of the mansion, Wang Yijing, who had already guessed the result, said in a casual tone:

"Failed?"

The woman nodded, not intending to hide:

"He said that he is just this one son, and the child is pitiful enough without a mother, and he must not be dragged into the quagmire again."

"He's a smart man."

Liu Muhibiscus frowned slightly when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and didn't speak after all.

…… (End of chapter)