Marshal, your vest is off

Chapter 213 Uneasy
Cheng Qing continued: "In this case, the border side can rest assured for the time being. The main thing now is our side."

"How do you say it?" Zhao Wuyuan asked.

Cheng Qing sighed and was about to continue talking when Cheng Yue took over the conversation and said: "What my sister means is that the war is about to start, and we should also prepare for the expedition, including food, grass and wound medicine. Even the soldiers under my command should start practicing."

"My brother is right, we should all prepare these things." Cheng Qing touched his chin, looked at Zhao Wuyuan and said, "You were right to stop me just now. I shouldn't have talked about this matter, it was you. Go ahead."

Zhao Wuyuan thought about it and nodded.

……

It rained heavily in early June, and it was almost impossible to see clearly even three feet away from the military camp.

The mud was washed away, and the guardsmen outside were still practicing.

Cheng Qing did not hide in the tent this time, but went outside to train them himself.

Some of the Royal Forest Army could hardly hold on, and it was very strenuous to raise their arms.

"Brothers, if you continue to persevere, only by exercising a strong body will you be able to get less sick in the future. Even when you are on patrol, you don't have to be afraid of getting caught in the rain!"

Cheng Qing also knew that the Royal Forest Army was different, so he basically did not train them in the same way as border soldiers.

To a certain extent, we should give them mainly encouragement and supplemented by training.

After persisting for an hour.

Cheng Qing then asked them to go back to their respective tents.

In addition, I asked the kitchen to deliver all the ginger soup that had been boiled earlier.

Some of the guards who had been trained so miserable returned to their tents and began to curse.

The soldiers who had been on the battlefield couldn't help but sneered when they returned to the tent and heard them scolding Cheng Qing.

"Why are you laughing?" asked one of the imperial guards who scolded Cheng Qing.

"Laughing at your ignorance."

"What did you say?!" Yu Linjun became angry and stood up.

The soldiers who had been on the battlefield had a military aura that could not be ignored. When the two stood together and compared, the anger of the imperial guards was not so natural.

"Hmph." The soldier sneered again and said: "You soldiers in the imperial city are living a little too comfortably. If you are at the border, no matter the wind, rain or snow, this kind of intense training is just commonplace, and the commander will still We were only given one hour of training, and we had to train from morning to night. Sometimes, the skin on our bodies was soaked until it turned white and wrinkled, and we still had to train. What can you say to scold me here?"

"You were on the battlefield, how could it be the same here?" the imperial guard said unconvinced.

"That's why the commander only gave you one hour of training. Don't you think about it. If the commander didn't ask you like this, would you still be alive when the princes who escaped outside fight back?" the soldier asked.

The Imperial Guards were trained like their grandsons. The last time a few princes easily invaded the palace was still fresh in their memory. If this time it was the same as last time, I'm afraid the emperor wouldn't be so easy to talk to, and they would all have to be exterminated. .

"Do you think the three princes will really fight back?"

"Fellow military lords, ginger soup is here."

The curtain was opened, and the kitchen master came in carrying a large bucket of ginger soup.

"It's better for you, if you know how to give us ginger soup. It's not like our commander, he has nothing but a word of dismissal."

Although I knew that Cheng Qing had trained them well, but the anger of being trained had not completely dissipated, and one or two complaints were unavoidable.
"Master, you are wrongly blaming Commander Cheng. She ordered this ginger soup to be cooked in advance. Otherwise, how could we bring this ginger soup so quickly?" The kitchen master smiled and said, "Actually, the commander still cares about you very much. .” The Imperial Forest Army who were holding the ginger soup paused and drank it silently.

The other soldiers were very emotional.

"Brothers, how similar is this commander to the marshal?"

Another person said: "Not to say [-]%, but at least [-]% similar. In the rain just now, I could hardly see anything clearly, but it felt like the marshal was training us."

"I didn't expect that I would feel like this again in this life. It's worth coming to the Royal Guards Camp."

The person who was scolding Cheng Qing just now is as quiet as a chicken now.

Marshal Cheng is a god-like existence in everyone's minds.

People like Marshal Cheng now have such a high opinion of Cheng Qing,

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

It was as if everyone was thinking clearly about that god-like young man.

Not only in this tent, but also in other tents, the same situation was basically the same for the forest guards.

The only difference was Cheng Qing's tent.

Cheng Qing, who had put on clean clothes, was standing alone at the tent exit, watching the rain.

Wearing a red military uniform, her long hair was draped wetly behind her back, her handsome and heroic appearance was revealed, her skin became fairer and more delicate, and her eyes were bright, looking at the rain solemnly.

She always felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know if it was because of the rain or something else.

I always feel like something big will happen soon.

They have already prepared everything that is possible next, so what else is missing?
At this time, in a certain mansion in Anyang City.

Bai Xiuyuan, who was dressed in white and looked extremely elegant, was also standing under the eaves, watching the same rain.

"Master Bai is in a good mood and is still in the mood to enjoy the rain here."

Bai Xiuyuan turned around, faced Zhao Wujue, cupped his hands and said, "I have met the eldest prince."

"You don't need to be so polite, let's talk." Zhao Wujue stood beside him, looking at the rain, and said, "Have you missed her these past two days?"

Bai Xiuyuan remained silent.

Zhao Wujue smiled and said: "It is understandable that a man loves a woman, not to mention that you are still making an enemy of her. Otherwise, I will let you persuade Cheng Qing. As long as you can persuade her to submit to me, then I will The prince ensures that she is safe and sound."

"If she doesn't surrender, will the eldest prince take her life?" Bai Xiuyuan asked.

Zhao Wujue continued to laugh and said: "How can it be possible? She is your sweetheart Bai Xiuyuan. I will cooperate with you no matter what you say. How can I take her life? But if you don't persuade her, then I will just I can find a chance to put her under house arrest first. When I, the prince, sit on the throne, I will return her to you. After all, swords have no eyes, and I am really afraid that I will hurt her and you will feel bad for me."

"Thank you for your understanding, eldest prince." Bai Xiuyuan said coldly.

"This is what it should be." Zhao Wujue said: "You choose one, go back to persuade others? Or wait for this prince to put her under house arrest?"

"The eldest prince has said so. I have to give it some thought. After all, this matter is not trivial. Even if I have to go back to persuade people, I still have to think about how to persuade them." Bai Xiuyuan said.

(End of this chapter)