Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

Although the voice of the young general outside was loud, his tone was not in a hurry.It seems that it is not a particularly urgent military matter.

But Song Qingchen didn't want to dawdle, so he pushed away the person who was pressing on his shoulders, went to the clothes hanger next to him, and took off the outer clothes.

"With your embarrassing appearance, you are still the 'governor'?" Song Qingchen sneered in a low voice, and threw his outer clothes towards him.

This outer garment was made of light material, and when it fell, it covered the head of the person on the couch.He was especially tall, and it seemed that there was an extra ornament in the tent, which was placed abruptly on the couch.In the next moment, the "decoration" suddenly grew a hand and tore off the shirt.

"Help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west," He Yuan smiled softly, "Can you help me put it on?"

Song Qingchen stood beside him, looking at him for the rest of his life, and said, "Call me three times, and I'll help you wear it." It would be a fool not to take advantage of it.

He smiled slightly, put his clothes on with one hand, and said in a low voice: "You kiss me first, and I will call you Lord."

He sat there relaxed, raised the back of his hand to rub the corner of his injured mouth, and glanced at Song Qingchen with a half-smile.Then he shouted out:

"Come in and talk."

After Song Qingchen heard this, he immediately looked at him in astonishment—his voice was not loud, but he didn't seem too weak, as if most of the poison had healed!

He seemed to have noticed his astonished gaze, and only smiled slyly, then looked towards the door of the camp, with a solemn look on his face.

"The Governor!"

Song Qingchen looked for the sound, and there was a young general wearing a leather helmet, who came in to salute He Yuan.Looking at her attire, she looks a bit like a scout listening for news.

The scout looked at him with his eyeballs, and then at He Yuan, with a look of hesitation on his face, and he didn't speak for a moment.

"Let's talk." He Yuan nodded slightly.

"Governor, there has been movement in the west of the city. The soldiers of the West Camp moved forward another five miles at dusk. And..." The scout looked distressed. It seemed that the military situation was not good news.

The scout continued: "Moreover, there is a large group of people coming from the direction of the western sub-city after sunset to join them."

He Yuan's expression became serious, and he hurriedly asked: "Is there any garrison who can see where it is?"

The scout shook his head helplessly and said: "It seems that they don't want to disclose the formation. There is no flag hanging in front of the team, and the infantry has no armor. It seems that they don't want to be exposed, so the people come first and the luggage comes later."

He Yuan was silent for a while, and then ordered: "Go and invite Master Yu, and say that I have something important to discuss."

"Yes!"

Song Qingchen was shocked to find that He Yuan was dressing, and at the same time - a long knife had been tied around his waist.

Not long after, Yu Cheng hurried over.He was wearing a brand-new narrow-sleeved shirt, and the cuffs were covered with fine-textured leather wristbands.With a silver crown on his head, he is very energetic.

Song Qingchen looked at him and thought, this kid still has the time to go out and buy clothes?

Seeing Yu Cheng smiling, he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Governor, for buying me some clothes."

It turned out that He Yuan had asked him to go.Song Qingchen lowered his head and glanced at himself - it seems that his attire was also arranged by He Yuan.

He Yuan jokingly said: "Don't thank me," he pointed at Song Qingchen with the short whip in his hand, "This is the military salary that the prince paid out of his own pocket before. Dongdaying has the money to buy you new clothes."

Yu Cheng bowed respectfully and said with a smile, "My subordinate thanked the prince for the reward."

As they said that, the two of them drew some pictures beside the sand table, discussing things in the west of the city.Roughly speaking, Song Yu recruited a garrison army from nowhere, which is very strong, and it may be a big threat.But at present, it is only stationed, and there is not much action.

Song Qingchen was bored, after all, he didn't understand the arrangements around him.

The two talked for a while, and then called a young general and asked him to report on the situation of various supplies, food, and soldiers in the camp.After hearing this, Yu Cheng smiled and said:

"Although there are a lot of them, in terms of precision, they must not be as good as Mr. He's Shuobei Army."

He Yuan propped his hands on the edge of the sand table. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled at him, "Thank you."

Hearing this kind of praise, He Yuan didn't have any complacent look on his face, instead he became cautious.Song Qingchen couldn't help being puzzled, guessing He Yuan's thoughts in his heart.

After the young general went down, Yu Cheng suddenly stood up straight with a solemn expression, "Forgive me for speaking bluntly, and remind the governor again." He deliberately added the word governor, "The Shuobei army came to Beijing this time to serve the king. Help."

Yu Cheng looked at He Yuan with extremely deep eyes, "I also look at the Governor, and sympathize with His Majesty's difficulties."

Yu Cheng's meaning is obvious, the army can come, I hope you will help the king to rescue him, instead of doing other things, such as forcing the palace.

He Yuan didn't answer immediately, his gaze was still on the sand table.

Song Qingchen looked at He Yuan speechlessly, only guessing that although his eyes were looking at the capital city in the sand table, what he was thinking about was the imperial city?

There was no sound in the tent, and the atmosphere was condensed.

Yu Cheng thought for a while, then turned to Song Qingchen, and said seriously: "This subordinate is bold." He walked over in two steps and bowed.

"Your Highness has always put the overall situation first. Please, Your Highness, take Qin Wang as your duty."

After Yu Chengyi stopped, he didn't get up, as if Song Qingchen didn't agree, he wouldn't stand up.

Song Qingchen couldn't help but secretly glanced at He Yuan.

However, he found that his body posture had not changed, only raised his head, and was looking at himself, his eyes were full of inquiry.

He's clearly also confirming his will.

Up until now, Song Qingchen only felt that He Yuan was completely different from the characters in the book.If the plot and characters of the original novel were followed, he would have killed Yu Cheng by the sword.

Now is the perfect time to force the palace.

As long as he killed Yu Cheng, he would directly lead his army into Beijing and flatten the imperial city without any effort.

How would he choose?Will he be as cold and ruthless as in the original book, and wash the capital with blood?Perhaps it should be asked whether he only has killing and power in his eyes.

Song Qingchen couldn't understand his gaze.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, separated by Yu Cheng who was still bowing.

Suddenly, He Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Your Majesty is too serious. It is my duty as a minister to save King Qin."

There was no sincerity in these words, it was just a polite answer.

Yu Cheng turned around after hearing the sound, his expression still not relaxed.

He thinks he also knows that in the current situation, He Yuan has actually controlled his life and death.It's just that there is, or there is no need to make a move.

However, Yu Cheng didn't flinch in the slightest, he finally stood up straight, and said to He Yuan:

"Yu's life is not worth mentioning. I only hope that the governor will think twice before doing anything. The court is turbulent, and His Majesty also has unspeakable suffering."

He Yuan was silent for a moment, then glanced at Yu Cheng.The sand table has covered them all from the waist down.

Song Qingchen stood behind them, he lowered his head inadvertently, and suddenly felt that He Yuan's left hand had secretly touched the scabbard.And Yu Cheng was standing next to the platform of the sand table, only a corner away from He Yuan.

If He Yuan's speed is fast enough, his knife should be able to accurately wedge into Yu Cheng's body.

……

Although Yu Cheng is skilled, but now he does not have a saber.