Comparatively speaking, these special soldiers are usually used to suffering, but they are more resistant to hunger and cold than these guys who are born as spies, even if they only eat digging vegetables or even eating soil, the special soldiers can survive in the wild, and those who have not undergone special training (specifically referring to Zhou Shang) can't do this at all.

When I think about it, many people can't help but feel a sense of pride.

After a short rest, everyone returned to the road, Zhou Shang's physical strength was indeed inferior to this group of special soldiers, and the trip fell at the end of the team, and behind him was a thin monkey-like young man, the nickname of the young man was also called Skinny Monkey.

The Skinny Monkey Man is very clever, very good at climbing mountains and lurking in the wild, and is also a clever hunter, with first-class stamina and reflexes. He was deliberately left at the end of the team by Zhao Ping, firstly, he could talk to Zhou Shang to relieve his boredom, and secondly, if there was an accident, he could also escort Zhou Shang away as soon as possible.

After turning over a short slope, the thin monkey quietly stepped behind Zhou Shang and asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, how far is it?" ”

The topographic map in Zhou Shang's hand is a top secret, except for Zhao Ping, no one in the team has seen it, and they don't know the destination of this trip, and it is strictly forbidden to inquire.

Zhou Shangcai got a big piece of meat, and he was in a very good mood, so he smiled and stretched out a fan-like slap at him, first lighting up the front and then the back.

The thin monkey was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Ten?" And ten miles away? ”

Zhou Shang shook his head.

The thin monkey's face fell: "That is, there are still a hundred and ten miles?" ”

Zhou Shang he, the two slaps were erected in unison, and two words were spit out with his mouth open:

"Ten days."

………………

As he stepped out of the threshold of the council hall, there was a gust of east wind, and a few petals drifted with the wind, and Blusch tilted his head slightly.

The sticky feeling coming from the neckline is still there, and the coolness with the wetness, like frozen and melted fat, is enough to be annoying just thinking about it.

It seems that the feta soufflé cheese is better to eat hot, but after cooling, the fishy smell is really terrible.

And at this moment, the slightly fishy smell lingered on the tip of Brush's nose, even if the east wind in the courtyard was strong, it could not be removed.

He frowned, but quickly let go again, and the expression on his face was very calm.

Turning out of the courtyard gate, after walking through a few more sandwiches, the moon gate in the back garden was already visible in front of him, and there were only two guards left behind him.

Brush went straight into the garden, and waited until he was in the depths of the flowers, when he stopped, and reached out and tore his collar a little to the sides.

Half of the bowl of feta soufflé was poured on him, but fortunately he flashed quickly, and was not drenched on his head, but the neckline was still stained, and maybe a few drops slipped down the collar.

Brush stood expressionless, looking at it from a distance, as if admiring the peach blossoms in full bloom on those trees.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is using his strength to smash the bowl of cheese out, and he even has the heart to kill.

For three whole days, the root of the 10,000 taels of treasure yarn could not be found, but it alarmed the owner behind Hengfu Qianzhuang, and almost stabbed the matter into the imperial city, but fortunately, Queen Fulun acted in time to clean up the mess.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's anger can be imagined.

He had been holding back in the imperial capital for too long, and those disciplines, restraints, guidance, and expectations had reached the limit of his patience.

He longs to do a great thing independently, and he also wants to make a blockbuster, and he wants to let those who control him know and face up to his courage and means.

However, it backfired. From the beginning of ordering people to sneak into the street of private prostitution, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not gone smoothly, but has suffered setbacks everywhere, and finally relied on the faces of the elders and the Fu Lun clan to be regarded as rounding his face.

If Bullush had been at the prince's age, he might have been angry about it.

However, they are different after all.

As the prince of a country, he should be able to endure the grievances that ordinary people can't bear, and seek big things that ordinary people dare not do, after all, it is a monarch who wants to lead a country, not a prodigal son who is angry when he encounters a slight setback.

But the actual situation is that some of the actions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are not even as good as those prodigal children, at least the prodigal son's accuracy in smashing things will not be so bad, and he can throw a crisp cheese to go 108,000 miles.

"What a bird thing!"

A whisper squeezed out of his teeth, swirled in the wind, and the aftermath of the end was soaked in coolness, eerie, like cold air drilled in and out of the window.

Brush pulled his neckline wider, but the sticky feeling was still uncomfortable, and he simply untied his robe and threw it to the guards beside him.

Seeing this, another guard stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to change your clothes?" ”

Blusch wanted to say "no", but after another thought, he nodded: "Hurry up." ”

The guards led the order and galloped away, but Brush continued to walk, his steps slowing down considerably, and the calm on his face gradually turned to anger.

Even in his own home, only in this place where no one is around, can he reveal a little bit of his true heart.

Who taught him that he was the "maiden uncle" of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

This errand to receive the prince, no one dares to accept it except him.

Now, the Right Marshal's Mansion seems to have become the prince's residence, but the head of the family, Bulush, has become nothing.

In love, he is not good at competing with a junior; Reasonably, courtiers should also obey the king's orders. As a result, Blusch could only shrink his manpower to a certain range, and many things could only be carried out in the dark, which was quite constrained, and it was very uncomfortable.

What a bird thing!

Brush stiffened his face, and did not curse again, but his eyes were full of gloom.

The audit actually found the street of private prostitution, which he never expected. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a good skill, and he showed his claws without making a sound.

The funny thing is that as soon as this paw appeared, it was called to be chopped back, and a handful of firewood was added to the fire, which burned the dog's face redder than the monkey's buttocks.

As soon as he remembered the situation when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so angry that his face turned blue and he was crazy and smashed things everywhere, Blusch felt an indescribable joy, and the breath that was stuck in his heart seemed to have been evacuated a little.

He admitted that he did underestimate this prince a little, or rather, he thought of this prince of Jin Guo too smartly.

Anyone with a little brain can see that His Majesty's will only has the word "check the accounts", but it does not say when and whose accounts will be checked.

And before the prince left, the queen told him so earnestly, which shows that although the emperor and queen are a little discordant, the meaning of the two people is the same in this matter, that is:

The edge of the knife is outward, not as good as one's body.

(End of chapter)