Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

Although the Northern Camp was in the capital, in order to train An Xining, Emperor Mingde ordered him to eat and live with the soldiers in the Northern Camp and not to enter the palace for nothing.

But that is to say, after all, Emperor Ming De was eager to love his son, and promised Xiao Yantai to take care of him with him, which would also save him from suffering.

After simply packing up his things, An Xining took his Zihua and personal eunuch Xiaoyantai to Beiying after the Mingde Emperor issued an order.

After tidying up the living place, Xiao Yantai made a bitter face: "Your Highness, there is no bathtub here."

Thinking about it, the barracks are full of old men, who would deliberately fetch water to take a bath in a hypocritical manner, either jumping into the nearby river or rushing down on themselves with a big water ladle.

Fortunately, An Xining was used to marching and fighting in his previous life, and he was not as noble as other princes, so he didn't pay attention to these trivial matters at all, so he found a wall to hang the scroll, and enjoyed it contentedly.

"The last general, He Zhiyuan, asked to see the Fifth Prince."

A man's rough voice sounded outside the door, Xiao Yantai went to open the door, and saw a dark-skinned stout man with beard standing in the courtyard.

"My lord, please come inside." Xiaodouzi avoided and welcomed He Zhiyuan into the room.

"The last general, He Zhiyuan, is currently in the post of defense and has met the fifth prince."

"He Shoubei, please, I don't know what is the reason for coming to the hall at this time?"

An Xining was neither hot nor cold, and his attitude was just right.

"General Yan Shen heard that the fifth prince is coming, and as a gesture of welcome, he arranged a reception banquet for you in the camp, and the special general came to invite you."

He Zhiyuan's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, but Xiao Yantai frowned when he heard it.

General Yan Shen was no more than a third-rank official, and now His Highness arrived but didn't come to greet him in person, it was simply rude.

An Xining walked to the table and sat down, picked up a cup of tea made for him by the small inkstone, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Before leaving the palace, my father told me to exercise hard in Beiying, and I must not do anything It's special, especially you can't use your status as a prince to cause trouble for General Yan Can."

"Your Majesty is wise and sympathetic to the generals." He Zhiyuan said, his expression was respectful, but his words were not polite.

An Xining smiled contemptuously, and continued: "Because the father heard that General Yan was loyal to his duties and forgot to sleep and eat, so he told the hall not to disturb him at will. Originally, the hall didn't believe it, but he came to the North Camp today, and he didn't see Yan for a long time. This is the real figure of the general."

Cold sweat broke out on He Zhiyuan's forehead. These words sounded like accusations, and he quickly knelt down and said, "I'll go and invite General Yan Shen here."

It didn't take long before General Yan in military uniform came over. He was over forty years old, with a hulking back and a strong waist, and his body was very fierce.

"Your Highness Fifth, the General is busy with business, so it is not surprising that he is far away from us. Your Highness is not to blame. Now the General has ordered his subordinates to prepare a banquet to welcome His Highness. You must do me a favor."

An Xining held up a smiling face, and helped General Yan Shen who bowed and bowed to him: "How dare you bother General Yan Can to invite you in person? This hall is really sorry. Let's keep things simple. This hall is here in Beiying. Those who share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers can not be special, Yan Can you know?"

"The general knows," General Yan Shen gritted his teeth, "Your Highness the Fifth Prince really understands righteousness, and he can be called a role model for my generation."

All the generals who ate a reception feast didn't know what to eat. When the fifth prince came, he wanted to show him off and let him know who was in charge of the northern camp, but he was reversed. How could he Willingly.

An Xining was having a good time, and after going back and forth with Yan Can at the banquet, he firmly gained the upper hand, and on the grounds of being familiar with the environment, He Zhiyuan asked He Zhiyuan to take him around Beiying, and introduced the relevant components one by one with staffing.

Within a month, An Xining became one with the generals of the Northern Camp.

Before he was reborn, he had several years of military career, and he knew how to get along with the soldiers at the bottom. Although he was a prince, he was free and easy by nature, never held grudges, and had some real skills, so he was respected by the people below.

One day, An Xining was fighting with three generals. He was superb in martial arts, and he danced with a long sword so airtightly that he made his opponent bow his head and admit defeat within a few moves.

A burly man stepped forward and cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness is really good at it, I'm ashamed to wait for you."

Although he was defeated, there was no dejected look on his face, instead he was high-spirited and frank.

The other two also stepped forward to admit defeat, and the soldiers around cheered, and the atmosphere became extremely hot for a while.

"What are you all doing around here? You're yelling and shouting here when you're not going to practice, treating the military camp as a vegetable market?"

He Zhiyuan came from a distance with a rough voice, his face was clouded, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

The surrounding soldiers formed a group of threes and twos, with fearful eyes, but none of them left. A few of them bowed to him with fists in their hands and stepped aside.

Seeing this, An Xining was a little displeased, and said lightly: "He Shoubei, these soldiers are here to observe the fight between the main hall and a few generals, and they are not here to make noise."

"Your Highness Fifth," He Zhiyuan cupped his hands, "although you are an expensive prince, since you have come to the northern camp, you should abide by the rules of the northern camp. You can't delay the training of the soldiers just to show off your martial arts. Presumably the emperor will not." Let's see it happen."

"He Shoubei's words are wrong. This is the rest time, so why do you need extra practice? Besides, watching other people's duel practice is also a kind of learning. He Shoubei can't narrow the true meaning of practice."

"Your Highness is really eloquent. Since this is the case, the general would like to learn His Highness's clever tricks, so that these soldiers can learn from them."

He Zhiyuan was once greatly favored by General Yan, and he was very upset when he saw that An Xining had greatly undermined General Yan's prestige after he came to Beiying. Seeing that he was showing off in front of all the generals today, he was not angry, so he thought Relying on his high martial arts skills, he took good care of the majesty of the five highnesses, so he spoke provocatively.

"Hmph," An Xining casually held a sword flower in his hand, and smiled, "If you want to fight, then fight, how to defend, please enlighten me."

"Okay, happy, Fifth Highness, you have to be careful."

He Zhiyuan took the long spear handed by the accompanying soldier, and with a ding, it met An Xining's sword.

Since He Zhiyuan was on the defense, he must be good at his hands. He has solid basic skills and rich on-the-spot experience, and he has mastered the rhythm of the battle from the very beginning.

But An Xining wasn't a good match either. Although he didn't have much experience against the enemy, he was superior in his nimble body and deep internal strength. It didn't take long for him to regain the initiative, and the opponent retreated steadily.

Not long after, cold sweat broke out on He Zhiyuan's forehead. He never thought that the prince who was pampered in the palace could do this.

Originally, when An Xining was defeated by three generals, he thought that the few people under him deliberately released water because of his status as the prince, but now it seems that the Fifth Highness really has some real skills, no, maybe it is better than he thought. It's even more powerful.

An Xining took advantage of He Zhiyuan's closeness and intentionally sold an opening. He Zhiyuan was fooled and attacked him to the left. caught his throat.

He Zhiyuan's face flushed red, terrified, and the boss staring at him couldn't believe that he was defeated by a young boy. The soldiers around him looked at each other, and they didn't dare to say hello.

An Xining raised his eyebrows proudly: "He Shoubei, are you convinced or not?"

"Admit, I accept!" He Zhiyuan gritted his teeth. He wanted to stand up and fight again, but there were many spectators in the field. At this time, he was afraid that his reputation would be ruined, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.

An Xining withdrew his sword neatly, not without pride in his heart, and reached out to help He Zhiyuan who was on the ground, but he dodged it and got up by himself.

"Your Highness Fifth, I have something to do at the end, so I will take my leave first."

He Zhiyuan was unwilling, and strode away without waiting for An Xining's consent, leaving cheers behind him.

As the sun was setting, An Xining returned to the house in a happy mood after being chased by all the soldiers.

"Let me tell you, Xiaodouzi, my highness is very impressive today, the one who hit He Zhiyuan was looking for teeth all over the ground, that one was very refreshing."

"Your Highness is amazing." Xiaodouzi praised sincerely, and made a cup of hot tea for his master by the way.

"That's right." An Xining's eyebrows were beaming, and he was about to demonstrate it again, and just took the teacup on the table and drank it.

"Your Highness!" Xiao Douzi screamed, it was too late to stop her, and she saw her Highness spit out a mouthful of hot tea, her face was already flushed, it was not the joy that gave birth to sorrow.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter if you want it, Xiaodouzi will call for a military doctor for you."

"No, no, get me a glass of cold water."

An Xining's speech was slurred, and there was a burning pain on his tongue, which was relieved a little after he swallowed the cold water brought by Xiaodouzi.

Dinner was naturally tasteless, An Xining basically relied on swallowing, even the soft rice was as rough as gravel in his mouth.

Today's excitement was long gone. After washing up, An Xining went to bed early and lay down, opened the picture scroll as usual, and started nagging every night.

"Zihua, I'm strong today. The three generals teamed up and failed to defeat me. Later, I defeated He Zhiyuan who came to provoke me. You didn't see it. His ugly face when he lost made me so happy. .”

An Xining was self-centered and silly for a while, then said aggrievedly: "I burned my tongue while drinking tea in the evening, it hurt me to death, Zihua, I ask for a kiss for comfort."

After a moment of silence, he smiled mischievously again: "Zihua, if you don't speak, you are acquiescing. Then I will not be polite to you, hehe."

Pursing her lips and kissing the face of the person in the painting, An Xining's heart was bubbling with beauty, and she hugged the drawing paper to her chest: "Zi Hua, you are so kind, I will sleep with you tonight."

As night fell, the house returned to silence.

The paintings hanging on the wall are windless and automatic, exuding a faint light.

The lines outlined in black ink slowly peeled off from the paper and gathered on the ground one by one, finally revealing a handsome man in white.

The man didn't speak, and stood quietly with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the sleeping young man on the bed with his beautiful eyes.

Hmph, ignorant mortals, dare to belittle me over and over again. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will still treat you like an immortal.

Thoughts had already arisen, he saw his fingertips moved slightly, and a white light hit the bed.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly. Tomorrow, there will be a good show to watch.

After a gust of wind, there was no one in front of the bed, and then the image of the man in white reappeared on the scroll.

Early the next morning, Xiao Yantai entered the room to serve His Royal Highness to wash up.

The curtains on the bed were not drawn, and the sleeping fifth prince could be clearly seen. He turned sideways, facing the direction of the door, with a relaxed expression on his face.

But Xiaodouzi's liver and gallbladder were torn, and the washbasin in his hand fell to the ground, letting the water wet his whole body.