Dingjiangshan

The fact that Ning Huaijin and Ning Yan lived together was not a secret in the military camp.

In this personal expedition, Ning Yan ate and slept with the soldiers in the barracks in order not to look too delicate.Except for bringing an extra Linglong on the day of the expedition, there is nothing special about it.Even the dinner was divided from the big pot in the kitchen and sent to the tent by the gang leader.

"Is it still the same to send two meals to His Majesty's tent today?"

An older young soldier came back from the camp with a bundle of firewood, threw the bundle of firewood in his hand to the bonfire for cooking vegetables, and sat on it.

"Send the prince's as well as the previous two days?" he asked.

"Well, yes, the imperial guards came to give orders just now." Another older man said, glanced at him, and moved to the side, leaving a half upwind position for the young man, lest he Choked by smoke.

Such a big pot of rice can’t stop the fire, and the smoke chokes too much. It can’t be burned in the tent, but can only be burned in the open space with the bonfire.As soon as the stew inside is rolled, the aroma can be smelled all over the camp.

The young man moved forward, then took out a firewood from the pile of firewood under him, stomped on it, broke it, and threw it into the burning fire.

"Brother Li." The young man bent the shoulder of the middle-aged man with his elbow, and winked at him: "You said...the majesty and the prince can't live without a good wide tent, why do they have to be crowded together like us?" sleep together."

Li Shoucheng glanced at him, and said leisurely: "Then who knows, maybe His Majesty just wants to experience the feeling of the king and the people enjoying together."

"Living with the prince doesn't make much sense." The young man curled his lips as he spoke, and then picked up a thick branch and broke it with a snap: "Your Majesty's tent is more than enough to sleep two people."

"Do you want His Majesty to sleep in the Datong bunk like you?" Li Shoucheng sneered, and teased: "Let's not talk about His Majesty's rich body, but you, do you still have the guts?"

"—Forget it." Before the young man had time to imagine it in his mind, he felt jittery all over, and got goosebumps no matter what he thought.

"However, our Majesty is not very old, so he has a pretty good temper." The young man said, "I was worried when our general ordered us and the Zuo army at first."

"What are you worried about?" Li Shoucheng asked back.

"I'm worried that His Majesty will not serve you well," the young man said.

Most of the left army following Ning Yan was also infantry, and many of them were separated from Xie's army.These people followed Xie Jue to guard the border town all the year round, and this was the first time they saw what the "Son of Heaven" looked like, so they would inevitably sneak a few more glances at Ning Yan and speculate in their hearts on weekdays.

"It's not our turn to serve you well." Li Shoucheng poked the fire with firewood, sighed old-fashionedly, and said, "Just cook your meals well, and when you go to the battlefield, kill your enemies well." Don't always stare at the three-acre land at the door of His Majesty."

The young man was bored after begging for two, and couldn't continue, so he simply shut up, stood up, walked into the tent behind him, took a food box, packed the food and sent it to the other end of the big tent.

Ning Yan's tent is in the middle and rear of the entire camp, surrounded by imperial guards, and idlers are not allowed to enter without permission.

The young man could be regarded as good-looking in the gang leader army. He had delivered meals to Ning Yan a few times and knew the rules. When he reached the checkpoint of the imperial army, he stopped going forward and just stood outside and looked in.

After a while, a young boy of not tall stature came out from the small tent set up next to the big tent.He walked up to the young man, stretched out his hand to him, and said, "Give it to me."

The young man looked at him suspiciously for a while, and while putting the food box in his hand, he said casually, "It didn't seem like you were yesterday?"

The young man seemed not good at talking, he just hurriedly said "I was not on duty yesterday", then turned around and walked towards the big tent as if flying.

The young man scratched his head, thinking that His Majesty is not very old, and the guards around him are also getting smaller and smaller. He has come to deliver food these days, and he has seen several sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys. Most of the older children go out to fight, whether there is enough for the enemy to eat in one bite.

Shili didn't know that the young man had already regarded him as one of those flamboyant young masters in the capital. When he entered the door, Ning Yan's desk was empty, and the memorial was spread out on the desk casually. Not dry yet.

Ning Yan's tent was divided into two parts by a simple screen, and the thin silk cloth reflected two figures standing and sitting one at a time.Ning Yan was lying on the head of the low couch, half of Ning Huaijin's shadow overlapped with him, not knowing what he was doing.

Shili's eyes only glanced over the screen, and then quickly lowered his head. Their shadow guards have very strict rules, and they are not allowed to look directly at Junyan on weekdays. Still indelible.

Immediately afterwards, Shili heard Ning Yan hiss in pain, and then asked who it was.

Shili was stunned for a moment before realizing that he should pass on the message first.Shadow guards have different habits from servants. He has not been trained in the treatment of confidantes in Ruan Yina for so many years, so he is always uncomfortable with this.

"Your Majesty, it's—" Shili stumbled, and didn't know how to call himself for a while, so he could only choose between "Shadow Guard" and "Forbidden Army" and said, "It's a slave. The kitchen sent dinner, There is also the news from the Chinese army just now, and the servant brought it together."

Ning Yan heard Shili's voice. Hearing the words, he hummed and was about to stand up when Ning Huaijin held him down.

"Go and get it," Ning Huaijin said.

As he spoke, he pulled the outer shirt next to him and put it on Ning Yan, wiped the remaining ointment on his hands, walked around the screen and walked out.

Ning Huaijin's eyes fell on Shili's face, and she was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and took the food box and the bamboo tube for sending messages from him.

Shili seemed to be unaccustomed to how to meet people without disguising his identity, so he gave a blunt salute, didn't even remember to say goodbye, and just ran away.

"...This is the third face." Ning Huaijin walked back behind the screen with the food box, and said helplessly, "It's not like that, why should you be so careful in the army."

"Their shadow guards are used to it." Ning Yan had already sat up on the soft couch, was shaking off his underwear and was about to put it on, and said with a smile: "Then I will tell him not to change in the morning."

"It's nothing." Ning Huaijin just said casually, without thinking about it, so she said, "Let him go—why don't you put on your clothes and stop rubbing?"

Ning Yan's decision to personally conquer was made hastily, and the palace couldn't find an armor suitable for his stature for him to wear.Ning Yan's current suit was temporarily driven out by the Ministry of War. Although the shape is suitable, there are some corners and corners that cannot be avoided.

Ning Yan rode on horseback for the past few days, and the others could bear it, but the piece of armor on the back of the shoulder armor always rubbed against the shoulder bone, and after a few days, a large piece of it was rubbed red.

Ever since Prince Gong "delivered" to his door that day, His Majesty has become coquettish again, always grasping Ning Huaijin and rubbing it for him every night.

"It's much better." Ning Yan tied his jacket and said, "Isn't there news from the Chinese army? Let me have a look."

Ning Huaijin put the food box aside and handed him the bamboo tube she was holding.

"When Zhaoming sent a letter the day before yesterday, he said that he had arrived in Nanyang." Ning Huaijin said, "Today I sent another letter, probably to talk about the situation in Nanyang."

Ning Huaijin's guess was good, but after Xie Jue arrived in Nanyang, he didn't enter the city immediately, but directly confronted the vanguard army sent by Ning Yan in the suburbs of Nanyang.

The other party had about 3000 to [-] people. They were not many, and they were divided into small groups to harass the marching troops, and they were not interested in fighting.

Not only that, Ning Zheng had already prepared for it, and realized that Nanyang would not be able to take it down for a while, so he stopped fighting him, and instead encircled and suppressed several small cities around him.When Xie Jue arrived in Nanyang, more than half of the six small towns around Nanyang had been taken over by Ning Zheng, leaving only two counties of Tanghe and Dengchuan that had not yet been taken by Ning Zheng.

According to what Xie Jue wrote in his letter, he arrived in Nanyang with his forefoot. After gathering his troops for an afternoon, he took the initiative to attack Tongbai County and Fangcheng. .

It's a pity that Tongbai County and the remaining two cities are easy to defend and difficult to attack. Xie Jue didn't dare to fight hard, so he could only gather up his troops for the time being and organize the army on the spot, waiting for Ning Yan to arrive in Nanyang before making plans.

In addition, Xie Jue also added a sentence at the end, saying that Linglong's carriage had already arrived in Nanyang, earlier than Ning Yan and the others, and had arranged to live in the Nanyang government office.

After reading the letter, Ning Yan handed it to Ning Huaijin very naturally.

"How many days until we arrive?" Ning Yan asked.

"You Army will be there by noon tomorrow—at this speed, it will take about two days." Ning Huaijin said: "I have ordered you to go down today, prepare enough dry food, and don't have to stop to set up camp after dark the next day." , and go on for another hour, and you will be able to enter Nanyang Mansion."

I don't know if it's because everyone has their own strengths, but when it comes to marching and fighting, Ning Yan always feels that Ning Huaijin is much more knowledgeable than him. He even knows maps better than him, and even remembers the route of the right army.

"Smear and rush?" Ning Yan asked.

"Zhaoming has already explored the road, so nothing will happen." Ning Huaijin said: "Tomorrow morning, when I reply to the letter, I will also inform Zhaoming of the date of entering the city, and he will send troops out to meet us in advance."

Ning Yan hummed, he was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Zhaoming's letter said that the spies sent earlier saw the Prince's carriage among the enemy troops—the third brother really came with the army."

"Is Your Majesty flustered?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"Don't panic." Ning Yan smiled wryly: "There are thousands of troops standing behind me, there is nothing to panic-I just suddenly feel a little unaccustomed to it."

Ning Huaijin understands and understands.

Although due to status disputes, there are very few royal brothers who are sincere and harmonious, but after all, Ning Yan was enthroned at such a young age, and he has never fought or snatched it, so naturally he doesn't know what it feels like.

It's one thing for you to come and play tricks, but it's another thing to fight with real swords and guns in front of the battle.

Ning Huaijin put her hand on Ning Yan's shoulder, and gently rubbed the red mark on his shoulder.

"Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin did not comfort him, but said almost cruelly: "This is the last step for you to grow up."