I, the crown prince, resign [Transmigration Book]

There was silence in the big tent in the distance. The emperor looked at Li Jingrong's memorial and rubbed his forehead, feeling a little annoyed.

Boss, this kid is very courageous, but this behavior is really...

He picked up the pen several times, wanting to write something, but in the end he didn't put pen to paper.

……

"Brother!" Li Jinghuan waved his hand at Li Jingrong and greeted him.

I haven't seen him for three months. Li Jingrong has become darker and stronger.Now he has the chilling aura that has been baptized on the battlefield, but his temperament is a little more calm, like a sharp sword, ready to draw its sheath at any time.

This reckless man finally became steady. Although he was sharp, he was also a bit thicker.It's a good sign, isn't it?

Li Jingrong has not seen Li Jinghuan for more than three months. After all, they grew up together. It is impossible not to miss him, but after knowing that he will welcome Hou Cheng's coffin with him, Li Jingrong is very contradictory .

During this expedition, he was full of vigor and high spirits. He wanted to make contributions, wanted his father and the crown prince to see his ability, and wanted his younger brothers to be proud of having a big brother like him. But in the end, he failed to accomplish anything. He was withdrawn from the front line by the emperor's father.

He thought a lot about Li Jinghuan's reaction when he saw him, maybe it was ridicule, maybe it was comfort, but he never thought that the first meeting would be like this: the crown prince looked at him with slightly curved mouth, there was no disappointment in his eyes, no sarcasm, just quietly Standing there, the golden sun shone on him, looking so gentle.

Li Jingrong just watched blankly, Li Jinghuan slowly walked in front of him, hugged him and whispered: "Brother, welcome back!"

"You..." Li Jingrong stared blankly at his back, the warm body temperature made him a little dazed for a moment.The hard work of eating and sleeping for three months suddenly seemed nothing.

The exchange of swords and bloody deaths on the battlefield did not frighten him, but only strengthened his belief in living.He must live, and he must guard the country and society with the prince.He thought he could return with honor, but a decree easily dismissed him, how could he not hate it!

On the way back, he drove the horse slowly, not wanting to face his father and younger brothers so quickly, but his father still asked him to greet the spirit with the prince, which made him very embarrassed.

However, when he saw Li Jinghuan appearing in front of him, smiling and telling him welcome back, at that moment, it seemed that all the grievances were worth it.

"Big brother?"

Sensing Li Jinghuan's movement, Li Jingrong immediately let go of him, looked him up and down, and grinned, "I haven't seen you in three months, you seem to be much stronger. It seems that the riding and shooting are not lost!"

Li Jinghuan also glanced at him and said, "Brother, I feel that you are different."

"That's for sure, you think I've been on the battlefield for nothing for the past three months?"

When it comes to the battlefield, Li Jingrong feels a little lost.Li Jinghuan looked at him like that, and didn't know how to comfort him. Just when he was about to say something, Li Jingrong said first: "Prince, it must have been very hard for you to come all the way, go to rest and escort Lord Hou's coffin The person from here will arrive in a while, I will wait here, and we will go on our way together tomorrow."

"Brother, I..." Before Li Jinghuan could say anything, Li Jingrong drove him down.

Li Jinghuan had no choice but to go to rest with the guards. On the way, he turned his head to look at Li Jingrong from time to time. Li Jingrong waved to him, signaling him to go to rest.Li Jinghuan understood that he had something on his mind, and knew that he had no intention of telling him. After careful consideration, he still didn't ask him.

In the evening, the person escorting the coffin also arrived. After Li Jingrong arranged all the matters, he stayed alone in the yard, wondering what he was thinking. His back was stretched by the moonlight, and he looked like So lonely.

"Brother," Li Jinghuan walked over and called softly, "What are you thinking?"

"It's you," Li Jingrong turned his head to look at him. Under the reflection of the moonlight, his figure looked very thin, which made Li Jingrong frown. He untied his cloak and put it on for Li Jinghuan.

"Big brother?"

"It's so cold at night, why don't you wear more clothes when you go out? How do those servants serve you?" Li Jingrong helped him pull up his clothes, muttering.

Looking at him, Li Jinghuan couldn't help but think of Li Jingyu.Perhaps these brothers of his really cared about him. Since traveling through time, he has always wanted to cherish all of this, but sometimes he was afraid that he would be too greedy, and that the established fate would really come.

"Why are you in a daze?" Li Jingrong waved his hand in front of his eyes, and after realizing that he had regained his senses, he said, "Hurry up and go back to rest, we have to hurry tomorrow."

Li Jinghuan looked at his elder brother and sighed, "Brother, let's chat!"

"What's there to talk about?"

"You are running away." Seeing Li Jingrong's reaction, Li Jinghuan pointed out bluntly.

"Nonsense! What can I escape from..." Li Jingrong turned his head away, trying to conceal his authenticity.

Regarding his reaction, Li Jinghuan just frowned tightly and stared at him with his mouth pursed.Faced with such a prince, Li Jingrong was a little at a loss, because even he himself didn't know what he was running away from.

"Forget it, what do you want to talk about?" Li Jingrong found a place to sit down in frustration.

Li Jinghuan saw that he was subdued, and the corners of his mouth curled into a nice arc. He found a place around him and sat down, looked up at the sky, "Brother, tell me about your three months on the battlefield."

"Didn't you read the letter I wrote?" Li Jingrong glared at him.

"I see," Li Jinghuan nodded, staring at him with clear eyes, and said seriously: "But I want to hear it from you."

"It's so troublesome!" Li Jingrong muttered in a low voice, but he still started to narrate slowly.

Three months is neither long nor short.Li Jingrong recalled that when he first set off for the expedition, he was ambitious and wanted to make contributions, but his father's decree and uncle's restrictions made him only dream about the map.

With the deepening of the battle, he became more and more familiar with the terrain. The fight with his uncle, the shouts of the soldiers, and the blood on the battlefield made him very excited, but it also made him more and more arrogant, so that he rushed in and out of the army , resulting in the loss of soldiers and generals.

It had been three months, and these things seemed to reappear vividly in his mind. It turned out that there were not only anxiety, loss and grievance, but also excitement and pride. How could he forget these things?

Li Jinghuan listened carefully to his narration, felt his ambition and fearlessness, also felt his depression and grievance, and even felt his firmness and stubbornness.

Li Jingrong raised his head, and the hazy moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone on him. He turned to look at Li Jinghuan, and asked hesitantly, "Hey, will you be disappointed in me?"

"Why are you disappointed?" Li Jinghuan met him with disappointed eyes, and asked back: "Didn't you spend the past three months wonderfully? Much more exciting than your letter."

"But... I'm not as brave as I imagined. It's just my self-righteousness to talk about protecting you and guarding the border."

"Brother, do you know how to explain the word Wu?" Li Jinghuan smiled and said.

"Ah?" Li Jingrong didn't listen to his words at all, and could only shake his head instinctively.

"Stop fighting with fighting. The most brilliant tactic on the battlefield is to subdue the enemy without fighting."

For some reason, Li Jinghuan's words reminded Li Jingrong of his uncle's words: "Taking the overall situation first, what the emperor wants is not only the victory of the war."

"I'm so self-righteous!" Li Jingrong said dejectedly, holding his head.

"Self-righteous?" Li Jinghuan repeated, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, there is nothing wrong with thinking that you are right."

"But……"

Li Jinghuan raised his head, looked at the moonlight covered by layers of clouds and mist, and said softly: "Brother, after all, you are still young, and it is your first time on the battlefield. It is normal for you to be inexperienced and eager for quick success. Father will not blame you, uncle I won't blame you, let alone the people and soldiers, and you're not wrong, your strategy is just different from your father's."

Li Jingrong thought about his words, but he was still depressed, "But what about the consequences because of me?"

"Is eldest brother the kind of person who dare not take his own responsibility?"

"Of course not!" Li Jingrong said firmly.

He looked up at the sky. At this time, the layers of clouds and mist in the sky had dispersed, and the half moon was trying to emit its gentle light. This light made Li Jingrong's heart suddenly brighten. He turned around and looked at Li Jinghuan He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that we would have a peaceful chat together one day."

"Heh." Li Jinghuan gave him a blank look, how could this reckless man be so good at taking advantage of it.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Jingrong couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Seeing that Li Jingrong finally regained his confidence, Li Jinghuan was embarrassed to hit him again, and took advantage of the situation to make another chicken soup, "Brother, we want to become stronger and let ourselves go further. You have to admit your own shortcomings. Avoiding the problem can't solve the problem, only facing it squarely can really solve the problem."

"We live in the world, and we must constantly obtain knowledge and advice from the people around us. For example, this time, you and your uncle, you just don't want to listen to other people's advice, and you only believe in yourself, so you will rush forward. But when you If you listen to my uncle more, you won't be dismissed by your father."

"You kid speaks in a way today, and you really have a sharp tongue."

"Humph," Li Jinghuan raised his head quite complacently. How can he say that he was also engaged in the language and writing industry, and it is not easy to say a few words of chicken soup for the soul, let alone fooling the reckless brother.

Li Jingrong looked up at the sky, and reminded: "It's late, let's go to rest quickly."

Li Jinghuan raised his eyebrows and asked him back: "Then elder brother is going to rest too?"

"of course."

"Then I'm leaving." Li Jinghuan stood up and walked to the room.Li Jingrong looked at his back, shook his head helplessly, and went back to his room to rest.

The next day, after Li Jinghuan and Li Jingrong sent Hou Cheng's coffin home, they returned to the palace to deliver an order to the emperor.