After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

A look of shame appeared on Shilang Zhong's face, "It's because the lower official is ignorant."

Rong An waved his hand, "That's all, I don't have time to talk to you. I'll stay in the camp tonight and leave early tomorrow morning."

His posture was casual, and his gestures were like swatting away flies.

Zhong Shilang felt extremely uncomfortable, but he endured it and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Commander, I have something I have to say."

Rong An was impatient and said, "Say."

"Should the Marshal intercept the stolen goods and report it to His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Zhong Shilang spoke with difficulty under Rong An Wanruo's oppressive gaze.

Rong An sneered, "Are you saying this for His Majesty, or for His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"It is a matter of eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor," said Zhong Shilang. "The official position is just out of the duty of a minister."

Rong An stared at him for a while and then said: "Okay, then I will thank Mr. Zhong for his kindness, and I will write it down in the notebook.

"Then again, it is a rare opportunity for Mr. Zhong to watch the battle at close range. If you are not in a hurry, please ask Mr. Zhong to accompany me next time the battle begins."

Zhong Shilang was stunned for a moment.

Rong An told Rong Jin: "Send Mr. Zhong to rest."

After a while, Rong Jin came back, "Shilang Zhong seemed to be frightened."

Rong An sneered, "This kind of person... has never seen the suffering in the world, but he thinks he has a Bodhisattva's heart.

"He talks about being loyal to the emperor and serving the country, but he never knows how to do it with alcohol."

Rong Jin silently poured a cup of tea for Rong An, "Master Marquis, have some tea."

Rong An sighed, "Actually, he doesn't have bad intentions. He's just used to being aloof." Or maybe he wanted to show off in front of the prince too much.

He leaned back and missed Chu Yin.In the past, when Chu Yin was at Xiajiangkou, he could go there whenever he had time. Even if he didn't talk, he would feel relaxed.

Unlike now, when I have some free time, I feel empty inside.

It happened that Rong Mu came in from outside, and Rong An asked, "Is there a letter from my father and mother?"

"No," Rong Mu was startled and replied immediately, "But Miss Chu is still making a steady stream of medicine for the old Marquis."

A faint smile appeared on Rong An's lips, and he murmured: "Then I have to ask my father if he has enough money. Ayin's money didn't come from the strong wind."

Suddenly, there was a loud banging sound outside, and some soldiers rushed over to report: "Commander, the enemy is attacking!"

Rong Shui quickly followed in and reported back: "Master Hou, this is a secret report."

Rong An read the secret report and curled his lips, "You're here just in time! Ah Jin, go and ask for Mr. Zhong!"

He quickly put it on, and when Minister Zhong rushed over while adjusting his clothes, he was already sitting on the back of the flaming horse.

Pouting his lips, Rong Mu understood, and brought a horse to Minister Zhong, and helped him sit on the horse, "Master Minister, we were attacked by the enemy today, so I'm afraid I won't have a good night's sleep." This old boy is used to speaking in an official tone. , I’m afraid you don’t have much real ability, right?
The soldiers at the guard station were quickly assembled and dispersed in an orderly manner according to their respective responsibilities, leaving 3000 people to wait for Rong An's command.

Shilang Zhong looked up and saw that the entire guardhouse was brightly lit, flags were constantly waving at the watchtower, and archers were ambushing behind the low wall.

Rong An led 3000 people, opened the gate of the village, left the guardhouse, and set up their formation.

The night wind blew, and Zhong Shilang couldn't help but shrink his neck, and a black mass appeared in his field of vision.

There are at least five or six thousand men and horses.