Chapter 503: Torture (2000 Recommended Votes Plus Update)
The night was cold, but the hearts of the soldiers guarding outside the tent were hot all night.
When the shift changed in the early morning, the brothers privately gave a thumbs up and said, "Our Highness, it's really this!"
Someone showed an ambiguous look, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "What? You kid listened to the corner all night?"
"We're hearing in the open." They put their heads together and said, "I heard that bed ring all night last night, and it didn't stop until it was almost dawn. Look, Your Highness will not be able to get up today."
After a pause, he remembered the iron will of their Highness, and added: "Even if Your Highness can get up, Madame will definitely not be able to get up."
The others snickered knowingly, and before they could turn around, they heard Ying Qi's voice sound behind them: "What are you talking about? Your Highness has already risen, why hasn't anyone brought water in?"
Someone exclaimed, "Your Highness, this is the beginning? He didn't sleep last night!"
Ying Qi looked at him and was also surprised: "Why didn't Your Highness sleep last night?"
Soldier: "...... It's hard to say, but you should ask Your Highness yourself later."
Ying Qi scratched his head and walked away as if he didn't understand.
After a short time, Li Jingmo finished washing up and walked out of the tent.
He told the soldiers outside: "Guard, don't let anyone in and disturb Madame, and ask the commanders to come to Madame's tent to discuss with me."
The soldier nodded in response, and Li Jingmo went to Zhao Lingling's tent first.
It's just that he didn't think about it, not long after he sat down, Zhao Fuling was also dressed neatly.
Yesterday's gentleness and charm seemed to be a flash in the pan, and on the silver and white armor, she turned back into the heroic female general. Army.
After Zhao Fuling entered the tent, she looked at Li Jingmo and smiled, "Why didn't Your Highness call me for deliberations?"
Li Jingmo clenched his fists and coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "I tired you last night...... I want you to get some rest."
Seeing this, the other commanders turned their ambiguous gazes around on the faces of the two, but Zhao Fuling was not ashamed at all, but said calmly: "If you want to rest, it should be Your Highness to rest, I'm not tired."
As soon as these words came out, Lao Chen couldn't hold back his laughter first.
They are all middle-aged men with strong blood, and they have never seen any scenes. In the past, when there was no Zhao Fuling in the camp, all kinds of meat words came casually.
Now because of Zhao Ling, it can be regarded as a little more restrained.
It's just that today's opportunity is rare, so it is natural to seize and ridicule Li Jingmo.
After the joke was over and the atmosphere became lively, Li Jingmo talked to everyone about the follow-up matters.
Jianyang's goal of only defending and not attacking has been achieved, and Li Ce led people to flee secretly, which is equivalent to giving up the help of the eldest princess of Jianyang. So after that, they could directly cross Jianyang and approach Shangjing all the way.
As for the hard bone in Baijiang Mansion, just leave it to Wende and continue to gnaw it slowly.
It's the one in the south of the Yangtze River......
Zhao Fuling still insisted on her previous idea, she wanted to take someone on a trip in person.
Whether it's for the sake of the people's hearts or for private matters, you should always go.
The commander of the battalion quite agreed with Zhao Fuling's idea, and Le Zhan, who had never liked to talk, also said bluntly: "We are all big bosses, and if the northwest war is won, it will be won. But those scholars in Jiangnan have too many curves in their stomachs, and I'm afraid it won't work just to win the war."
When Li Jingmo heard this, he glanced at Le Zhan.
I don't know what he thinks, so I asked Lechan, "Then would you like to go with your wife?"
Le Zhan was stunned, and subconsciously shook his head, Lao Chen rushed in front of him and said, "Go, he told Lao Chen not long ago that he has never been to the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River since he was a child, and he doesn't know if he has a chance in this life. Look, isn't that your chance?"
Le Zhan was stunned and retorted, "When did I say that I was going to the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River?"
"Why didn't you say that?" Lao Chen scolded and scolded, "Who told me, the little lady in Jiangnan, with a thin waist and a soft little face and a white face, marries a daughter-in-law and goes home to be a daughter-in-law, and she has to be a fairy daughter every day."
These words were all joked by a few rough men when they said meat words before, but Le Chan didn't expect Lao Chen to say it in front of Li Jingmo.
The most important thing is that there is still Zhao Poria sitting in the tent!
Le Zhan suddenly blushed, and he was even more embarrassed.
He was so angry that he got up and was about to leave, but was frozen in place by Zhao Fuling's words: "My Fair Lady, good gentleman." Mo said that the music commanded, the girl in Jiangnan is my woman, and her bones are half crispy. Therefore, if this trip goes well, the commanders of the battalions will help you find a few good wives to come back if you have not yet married a wife."
She said seriously, and several young commanders also took it seriously, and hurriedly asked, "Madame, can you take this seriously?"
Zhao Fuling laughed: "It's serious. Although it is important for a man to make a career, he can start a family before he starts a career, if he doesn't get married, how can he think about starting a career?"
When these words were said to the hearts of several people, even Le Zhan's face looked much better.
Zhao Fuling relieved the siege and gave Le Advocate steps, and Le Advocate no longer rejected the matter of going south, and responded in a muffled voice.
After the business was over, everyone left, and Li Jingmo asked someone to escort Dr. Bai's father and daughter up.
The two men carried the night hungry and cold, and when they were escorted into the tent, their faces were pale. Bai Qing was even more trembling, and he didn't know if he was frozen or afraid.
She knelt underneath, not even having the courage to look up at Li Jingmo.
Doctor Bai regained some confidence, he raised his head, looked directly at Li Jingmo, and took the lead in speaking, "What does Your Highness want to ask?"
Li Jingmo's face was cold, and he casually sorted out the letters on the table, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes to look at him: "Listen to Ah Ling, you once had a piece of ornament in your hand, which is exactly the same as my jade pendant?" Where did it come from?"
"Bought." Doctor Bai smiled slightly, his cloudy eyes turned around, and asked rhetorically, "Is there anything special about this jade pendant for His Highness?"
Li Jingmo put down the letter in his hand, crossed his hands on the table, and nodded: "Yes." So, where did you buy the jade pendant?"
Doctor Bai didn't answer, only looked at him directly, and said in a strange tone: "Your Highness refuses to even shout a word about Master now, and actually treats me as a prisoner."
Li Jingmo was unmoved, and said in a light tone, "Aren't you a prisoner?"
Doctor Bai's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly smiled gloomily: "This jade pendant should be very important to His Highness, right?" Now His Highness has asked me, and His Highness is sure to have this attitude?"
When Li Jingmo heard this, his eyes looked at him calmly, but the corners of his lips hooked little by little. He flexed his middle finger and tapped lightly on the table a few times before he said slowly, "It looks like you haven't recognized your situation yet!"
"Someone!" He suddenly raised his hand and said to the soldiers outside the tent, "Drag people down and torture them!"