Now that you're reborn, who would still keep a mistress for their scumbag husband?

Mu Yong is obviously being unreasonable.

Several other people followed suit.

This is not Mu Yong's fault. In terms of martial arts, he is no worse than Lu Changyuan; in terms of strength, he is even more not inferior to Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan led his troops to the battlefield at the age of sixteen. He made military achievements at the age of fifteen and reported it to the emperor. The emperor attributed the credit to his father, saying that he was too young and should not be publicized.

Later, he realized that with Lu Changyuan around, all young talents could not be too outstanding, and even the Fourth Prince had to stay away from him.

As for the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion, as long as his father is alive, the emperor will not let him get ahead.

How unfair!

"What do you mean?" Lu Changyuan was completely enraged. "You don't accept it?"

Mu Yong was straightforward, stiff-necked, "So what if you don't accept it? It's a pity that there is no one in my Mu family who supports me in the harem, otherwise, it wouldn't be your turn to be my leader. Lu Changyuan, we are all children of the rich and powerful, what is there in what you have done that deserves our admiration?"

Zheng Xiong, the second son of the Duke of Qian, echoed, "Yes, how can someone who can't recognize gold and jade accurately spot military secrets? Don't be blind. If we delay the military secrets, we will have worked in vain, and we may even lose our lives."

Lu Changyuan almost vomited blood. He angrily said, "This is a battlefield. Don't you even know how to obey orders?"

Mu Yong snorted coldly, "We are all generals under your command. We have the right to advise on matters on the battlefield. You are arbitrary and arbitrary. If there are problems in the future, you can just push them away. We will be guilty of delaying the opportunity to fight and deserve death."

"Yes, yes!"

Lu Changyuan felt dizzy and closed his eyes. "Okay, since you must march at night, write a report and I will approve it. If the higher-ups blame us in the future, I hope we will both be able to bear the responsibility."

"Make a report?" Mu Yong thought it was funny. "Duke Dingguo, if you are so afraid of death, why are you going to the battlefield?"

With the report, Lu Changyuan will hand their report to the emperor in the future. With Lu Changyuan's identity, all the blame will have nothing to do with Lu Changyuan.

But since they have left it in black and white, there is nothing they can escape.

At that time, who would speak a fair word for them?

With the queen here, who dares to say anything?

Xie Jinzhao listened for a long time. She had traveled day and night to get here, and she never dreamed that with the enemy at the doorstep, there would be an internal conflict in the Northern Qi army.

The so-called "Nanyuan Beichen" is really a compliment to Lu Changyuan.

Luckily she's here!

Xie Jinzhao slowly walked out from behind the screen, which scared several people. They took out their weapons and saw a handsome, cold and elegant young man.

Lu Changyuan felt that the man in front of him was very familiar, and asked cautiously, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Xie Jinzhao took out a token, flashed it, and put it away. "I am Yun Qingxiao, a man under King Zhuang. I came here today to inform you of a piece of news. However, after listening in for so long, I suddenly don't want to say it anymore, because even if I do, you won't cooperate."

No one doubted her origins, but suspicion is one thing and cooperation is another.

Mu Yong stood with his arms folded, looking as if he was about to fly to the sky. "So are you going to tell me or not?"

He finally caused trouble for Lu Changyuan and let everyone else see it, and he just felt very happy.

As for supporting Fufeng County, although there are 100,000 troops besieging the city, everyone knows that at least 60,000 of them are the families of the refugees, who help sharpen knives and pass bricks and tiles.

Why should we be afraid of scattered soldiers and brave men?

If they were facing the troops of Southern Chen, Xiliang or Khitan at this time, they would definitely take different actions.

"Of course I have to talk about it, but before we talk, let's fight first and set the rules." Xie Jinzhao looked Mu Yong up and down unscrupulously, "I heard that you are very strong. It happens that I am not weak either. You also have these little brothers. Why don't you all fight together? Let me see what it means to be a strong person in this world."

Lu Changyuan finally remembered who this person was. It was his ex-wife Xie Jinzhao.

Lu Changyuan felt as if someone had pressed acupuncture points on his body, with mixed emotions.

He was happy to see her again, but also ashamed that she had seen his incompetence. He was also angry that she was now King Zhuang's woman and no longer had himself in her eyes.

She worked so hard for King Zhuang, but she never helped me back then.

He had a lot to say to her, but at this time, she was dressed in men's clothes, changed her name, and there were outsiders present. Lu Changyuan felt bitter, but he could only bear it.

"Shall we go together?" Mu Yong sounded as if he had heard a joke. He looked at his own men, five or six in total, while the other party was just a short-statured teenager. It was like a toad yawning, with such a big tone of voice.

Lu Changyuan was also a little anxious. "How can the army use its numbers to bully the few? Even if we have to fight, we should fight alone."

Xie Jinzhao snorted, "I just want to save time. Fufeng County is now under siege, and all the surrounding villages have been looted by bandits. Even if you can escape with your life, you will face the fate of starving to death or freezing to death. Have you seen the starving people everywhere, exchanging their own children for food?"

Who would go see these!

But when Mu Yong was asked about it, he was still embarrassed. "If you want to fight, just fight. Why are you talking nonsense?"

A group of people came out of the commander's tent and there was an open space in front of them. The patrolling soldiers saw the commotion and gathered around, holding bright pine oil torches in their hands, which crackled and illuminated the area as bright as day.

Soon, the news that several deputy generals were going to compete with a young man named Yun Qingxiao spread throughout the military camp.

All the soldiers who were not on duty that night came over.

On one side are six young generals, and on the other side is a handsome and elegant young man. This camp is very pleasing to the eye.

Xie Jinzhao walked to the weapons rack nearby, picked up a spear, weighed it, felt it was not comfortable to hold, and put it back.

He chose the Fang Tian Hua Ji again, weighed it again, felt it was okay, and held it in his hand.

Lu Changyuan stood in the middle, looking at Xie Jinzhao worriedly. Seeing her hesitation in her ambition, he felt very uncomfortable and said to Mu Yong, "Mr. Yun is King Zhuang's man after all, you men should be careful!"

If possible, he wanted to help her fight this battle.

Xie Jinzhao smiled and said, "No need, that would be fake. If you want to fight, then fight for real. Otherwise, you will say that I won unfairly."

In a flash, the competition venue was crowded with people.

People kept asking what was happening here, and people kept crowding in to watch.

"I heard that it was His Royal Highness Prince Zhuang's men who came to challenge our deputy general."

"Ah, then hurry up and take a look. Don't miss this excitement."

Those who were on guard duty in the camp were in a miserable state, deeply regretting that they had to carry out the mission at this time.

A young man appeared in the crowd at some point. He had a green mask with fangs on his face and he followed the crowd towards this side.

The young man had an elegant temperament and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes. His gaze was fixed on the young man in the middle of the venue, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Xie Jinzhao was extremely alert. She noticed someone staring at her with burning eyes. She turned her head and met those eyes. The bonfire was dancing in his eyes, shining like the stars in the summer night sky. She seemed to hear those eyes saying, "You are naughty again!"