Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 680
The setting sun hangs over the long river, and lonely smoke rises from the desert.

The scenery beyond the Great Wall is desolate and chilling.

The cold wind wrapped in the yellow sand, like a thousand troops and horses sweeping in, hitting the cloth of the camp tent, the rustling sounds one after another, to the ears of the soldiers, it was as uncomfortable as a group of wild cats scratching the iron sheet.

In fact, it was not the wind and sand that made them uncomfortable, but the person sitting on top.

The Xiliang war dragged on for almost ten years, so long that the Liangzhou [-]th Army almost forgot what they were doing here.

After all, they haven't won any battles in these years, but the court doesn't seem to mind, the military pay has never been cut off, the horse rations have not been short, and the warm clothes are distributed every year as usual.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the food and drinks are served so deliciously, a group of soldiers are overjoyed, the daily counting of soldiers on the school field is also lax, and it is replaced by listening to singing and dancing once a day...

Unexpectedly, the prince suddenly led the iron cavalry, which completely ended the good days of the Liangzhou army's fattening.

On the first day when I came to the military camp, I went to inspect the camp in person without even changing my clothes.

All the soldiers were terrified, but also a little curious: the present prince is only 20 years old, and he has neither commanded nor fought a war. What kind of appearance can he make?

But this thought did not last overnight, and he was slapped in the face early the next morning.

Before dawn, the generals were summoned to discuss matters.

The prince was sitting behind the desk, writing something with a pen, when he saw them coming in, without raising his head, he just said a short word: "Sit."

"Thank you, Your Highness." More than a dozen generals sat side by side with big arms and round waists, and the morale that had been lost seemed to be slowly picking up again.

It's not easy for them to ask what the prince wants to do, but since he is here to fight, it must be related to the military.

He held his breath and waited for two quarters of an hour. When the group of people could hardly sit still, he finally put down his pen.

"Snapped--"

A booklet was thrown from the desk and landed on the carpet in the center of the tent, the ink was still wet on the white paper.

All the soldiers were startled, and hurriedly squinted their eyes to take a closer look.

The characters are like the person, dignified and dignified, with a swipe and a swipe, revealing a cold air.

What is even more frightening is the content between the lines.

Grain, war horses, bows and arrows, iron armor, and even the number of people in the generals' families have been clearly identified.

All the soldiers have not returned to the court for many years, so they know very little about His Highness the Crown Prince.

I only vaguely heard that the crown prince has been involved in government affairs since he was a child, and that His Majesty, apart from not giving him the dragon chair, has entrusted the entire court affairs to him to decide.

"His Royal Highness..." A group of soldiers turned pale with fright, faltered and couldn't say a complete sentence, looked around, and felt that they had lost their composure, and they didn't have the demeanor of a general, so they quickly withdrew their expressions and sat upright.

Li Xuanye looked at them, his eyes swept over everyone's faces lightly, and then chuckled: "It's just an ordinary discussion, the generals don't need to be nervous."

"Yes..." All the soldiers responded quickly, but their eyes were fixed on the booklet on the ground.

Can you not be nervous? !
It's all their family!
Li Xuanye also seemed to feel that he was too impersonal, so he smiled again, and said: "The solitary man checked it overnight, and the army has enough food, horses, bows and arrows, iron armor, etc. It can be seen that the generals govern the army. The rigor is worthy of being the tiger minister of our Great Wei."

"Your Highness's praise..." Everyone was trembling, "It all depends on His Highness's glory, and the general dare not take credit for it..." Before he finished speaking, he felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

It's not that they were cowardly, but that they were really caught——

Li Xuanye laughed again, and as soon as he raised his palm, a group of dancing girls rushed in.

As if being pressed against the waist by a sharp sword, everyone froze in their chairs.

The singing is melodious and the dancing is graceful.

The beauty is wearing a robe with soft sleeves, like cutting willows, spinning lightly in the center of the tent.

The winking eyes are like silk, the tenderness is like water, and the beauty is still as pleasing to the eye as usual.

But the eyes of a group of soldiers did not dare to stick to them anymore.

The dancers were a little absent-minded, their eyes couldn't stop looking up, their syllables fluctuated, their sleeves were raised high, and they all exposed their slender waists as if they were nothing.

Who is not jumping at?If you can dance for the prince, maybe you will be favored, and you will never suffer in the world.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sat upright, with an indiscriminate expression of joy and anger, as if what was in front of him was not a song and dance, but a puppet game.

He didn't stop, and the generals didn't dare to say no to watching, so they all stuck their necks like thorns in their eyes, even though the slender white waist was always dangling in front of their eyes, they had to force themselves to look away. on the skirt.

The atmosphere in the entire tent was awkward and inexplicable.

After the song is over, the dance steps rest.

His Highness the Crown Prince took up the pen again, and looked at them with a half-smile: "I heard that this song is one of the best in Liangzhou. Didn't the generals watch it every day? Why don't you watch it today?"

"The last general dare not!" A group of people hurriedly got up, "crash!" The armor touched the ground, and they all knelt down: "Your Highness, forgive me!"

His Royal Highness twirled the wolf hair, and said casually: "It's just watching the dance, what's the crime?"

This is not dancing, this is punishment!
All the soldiers were about to cry, and they forced themselves to maintain the calmness that a general would have, but they couldn't maintain the sharpness of their words: "Your Highness, please forgive me, this dancer, this dancer is..." After only a few words I dare not go any further.

"Huh?" The prince's voice became cold.

I don't know who has a bright mind, but suddenly remembered an important point, the prince seems to have married the daughter of the Zhao family?That's right, that's the niece of that little lieutenant Zhao Zijing...

So his heart froze, and he quickly cast his eyes for help to the position on the far side.

Zhao Zijing's status in the army is not high, his temperament has always been low-key, and he doesn't like to hang out with this group of people, so he is almost a half-transparent person.

It became the focus for a moment, and I was still a little uncomfortable, but considering the overall situation, I still bite the bullet and explained: "Reporting to Your Highness, these dancers are gifted by the Queen Mother." After finishing speaking, he carefully glanced up.

Seeing that the prince just smiled and didn't have much reaction, he continued: "At the end of last year, the queen mother issued a decree, thinking that all the soldiers would guard the frontier fortress all year round, so she specially selected a group of dancers from Beijing to send over. Chatting to comfort the homesickness of the generals..."

The prince let out an "oh", bowed his head and continued writing.

Zhao Zijing couldn't help but take a closer look.

However, at the age of 20, he has both the handsomeness of a teenager and the majesty of a person in power. He is not very talkative or irritable, and looks very calm.

What a natural born emperor.

Zhao Zijing has been stationed in Xiliang for many years, so he doesn't know much about the situation in Chang'an, even the fact that the crown prince married the Zhao family's daughter as his concubine was all news from his family.

At that time, Madam was still sweating secretly when writing the letter.

A little girl who was raised outside, just returned to the mansion to recognize her relatives, and was sent to the East Palace. If the prince is not easy to serve, how will she live this day...

(End of this chapter)