Within a few days, Lu Xiaowen felt that the trip was too slow, far from the original schedule.

So at night, while everyone was camping and resting, he announced that he would speed up his pace from tomorrow and strive to reach the territory of Chia Nan Province by the end of March.

Now the speed of the march is all looking at the saint, and the saint has to show his physical strength, so he rides a horse.

But he got older, and it didn't take long for him to feel tired, and he couldn't keep up.

In order to maintain the saint's face, everyone naturally slowed down in unison.

But the battle situation could not be delayed, so Lu Xiaowen allocated 5,000 elites and ordered them to follow him forward to explore the way, and King Zheng and the four princes accompanied the saint to lead the large army to follow.

The sage listened to his decision, and didn't say anything bad, but just laughed happily: "It's that I have dragged you young people back." ”

King Zheng folded the fan and said, "Haha. Father's sword is not old, General Lu and his sons naturally know that you are seeking progress in stability, you are too modest. ”

Many incidents have been avoided.

"Okay, the more you kid is going to be a sycophant." The saint looked impatient, but the relaxed look in his eyes told everyone that he was in a good mood now, "Hurry up and get out, Kang Shouzhong will go and pick up the Ye family." ”

King Zheng and Lu Xiaowen then retired.

When I came out, I happened to meet Ye Guiren and wanted to go in.

Lu Xiaowen lowered his head, and King Zheng had to say hello when he met him.

This woman is younger than herself, but she is the concubine of her father. Although his position was not high, King Zheng still greeted him kindly: "Ye Guiren is really radiant today, and the hairpin flowers on his head are also beautiful." ”

Ye Guiren was overjoyed: "The prince praised falsely, I just saw the flowers blooming very delicately on the side of the road, so I asked the palace maid to pick them up." Since the prince thinks it looks good, father and son are connected, presumably the saint must also like it. ”

When King Zheng saw her frivolous appearance, he almost laughed, but he couldn't bear it.

He pretended to be profound: "Eh, how do you want this king to answer this question, noble?" What the father likes, you and I still don't have to speculate about the holy will. ”

Ye Guiren's original casual joke embarrassed her.

She smirked and tugged at her loose sideburns.

However, before King Zheng left, he left her a sentence: "It's better for the nobleman to lose these wild flowers and wild flowers, so as not to have any poison in them, and accidentally lose the eyes of his father, it will not be good." ”

Is it the flower on her head?

After walking away for a while and observing that there was no one around, Lu Xiaowen spoke: "The prince is famous, why should he offend a nobleman?" ”

After all, the saint has been favored recently, although sometimes Ye Guiren asked people to go to nearby towns to buy something and delayed a lot, but Lu Xiaowen felt that King Zheng had always been forbearing, and he would not be angry with a frivolous little nobleman.

is not a serious master, and there is no head-on conflict with him.

King Zheng winked at him: "Xiaowen thinks I bullied her?" ”

After these incidents, the two who have been working together are also friends.

Tomorrow is going to go separately, Lu Xiaowen simply sat down and chatted with him.

"I'm waiting for the march to go out, not to mention that you have been eating and living with the soldiers, I and Lao Si are with you every day to study the terrain of Jianan and deduce how hard it is to rehearse the troops. The father and the emperor are going to go to the battlefield against the public opinion, and it is okay to take the concubines, so the Ye family hooked the father and the emperor to have fun in the camp. What does this make the soldiers around think? ”

King Zheng actually accumulated a stomach full of resentment, and helped the saint cover it up these days.

Although the saint's tent is far away from the ordinary soldiers, there is always a guard at the door! Those who listen to the root of the wall may not go back and make a big splash.

King Zheng couldn't help but complain in his heart that the saint couldn't distinguish between priorities and priorities.

After saying this, he felt the depression in his chest empty a lot, so he simply untied the wine bag tied around his waist and drank it to the moon.

In fact, before the saint came, he was indeed full of ambition and wanted to show his talents.

But the road is too far, the march is boring, and it is just right to have a lively Ye Shi to relieve boredom at this time.

He stays with the Ye family every day, and he is not pampered every day, after all, he is old, and sometimes he travels all day, and he has no strength at night.

At this time, it is even more pleasant to drink a little wine and watch Ye's dance under the lamp.

On the surface, King Zheng has always pretended to be very good and gentle.

But he had an idea about that position in private, even if he was too scared to wake up from a dream, and decided not to be in danger for the sake of his relatives, there would inevitably be residual blood in his heart

Think about people's livelihood and think about the battlefield.

So when he met this Ye Guiren, who even looked down on his face, his mouth was not so polite.

As for Ye Guiren giving him eye medicine or something, he didn't care.

Just a little nobleman with no children and no daughters? He has been a father and son of his father and saint for decades, and he still has this self-confidence.

Lu Xiaowen can also feel the dissatisfaction of the four princes these days, he is determined to be on the battlefield, and Ye Guiren is simply in his way.

Unexpectedly, King Zheng, who has always had the best temper, also had an opinion on the Ye family.

Lu Xiaowen thought it was funny and chuckled twice.

When the soldiers passing by the patrol saw General Lu, whom they admired, they couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then exchanged their heads and ears.

"Look, General Lu is there! and Prince Zheng. ”

"yes, yes, the two of them should be talking about war. I've been passing by General Lu's camp these days, and I'm still arguing with the two princes when it's time to do it! ”

"Tsk, why don't you say that General Lu is the god of war of our court?"

"yes. I wish I could have a god like General Lu in my life."

"Do you want to fart, hahaha, Lao Li Tou is fifty years old, and he still thinks every day that he wants to win against General Lu."

"Hey" the little soldier squinted and thought for a while, "Actually, Prince Zheng is also very good, you look at him as such a noble prince, he will laugh when he sees our little minions on weekdays." ”

Xiao Bing Yi received King Zheng's kindness, and also smiled and agreed: "Lord Zheng is good, I also went to fight Yizi before, and he cooperated with General Lu, that is called a seamless!" I was injured, and he asked someone to give me medicine, otherwise you kid wouldn't have met me. ”

The conversation between the two did not enter the ears of King Zheng and Lu Xiaowen, they talked without a match, looking at the campfire camp full of thoughts, thinking about nothing more than the border war, as well as the relatives at home.

On the second day, Lu Xiaowen walked very chicly.

After bidding farewell to the saint in the morning, he led his 5,000 men into battle lightly.

It was fine, but after confirming that the saint's team could no longer see him, he galloped like a wild horse off the leash.

What he didn't say in his heart last night was that he often felt impatient with the procrastinating Ye Guiren and the imperial driver, but as a courtier, he couldn't show anything.

Now away from the big team is really. It's so cool!

Ten days had been wasted, and his forward troops had to make up for the lost distance in those two days.

(End of chapter)