Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Wanyao seemed to be fixed in place, her body trembling slightly, and the trembling rose from the soles of her feet.

It spread along the spine all the way to the whole body, as if a biting cold wind was mercilessly penetrating Wan Yao's body.

At this moment, Wan Yao's eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be two flames burning to the extreme in her eyes.

It was spewing out flames of anger, as if it was going to burn everything in front of it to ashes.

Her gaze was like a sharp dagger, stabbing at Zhu Gang.

The anger contained in his eyes seemed as if he wanted to cut Zhu Gang into pieces.

Now Wan Yao's heart is like a volcano about to erupt.

The flame of anger burned fiercely in my heart, surging wildly, almost breaking through the cage of reason.

The hatred that filled her heart surged like a tide, almost drowning her completely.

This hatred was difficult to contain, and it ran rampant in Wanyao's heart like a wild horse.

Just when this hatred reached its peak, an extreme idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

That thought flashed through Wan Yao's mind like a ferocious bolt of lightning.

If she had an arrow in her hand at this moment, she would draw the bow and shoot without hesitation.

The movement will be as fast as the wind, without any hesitation.

Wan Yao would use all her strength to shoot the arrow filled with endless resentment and unwillingness at Zhu Gang.

Only in this way could she vent a little of the resentment and unwillingness in her heart that was about to swallow her up like a raging wave.

Zhu Gang was a legendary prince who had experienced countless wars and difficult battles over the long years.

For him, his long military career was like a melting pot that tempered his will and abilities.

In one brutal battle after another, Zhu Gang not only had to face the enemy's fierce offensive like a tide, but also had to be on guard against various hidden crises and traps at all times.

Every charge, every deployment of troops, shaped him invisibly.

Over time, Zhu Gang gradually developed an extraordinary keen insight.

This ability has now been integrated into his blood and become a part of his body.

Now Zhu Gang's eyes are as sharp as an eagle. Not only can he quickly capture even the slightest movement of the enemy in the ever-changing battlefield situation.

No matter the cunning that inadvertently flashed in the enemy general's eyes or the slightest confusion that appeared in the soldiers' ranks, nothing could escape his sharp eyes.

This insight allows Zhu Gang to always detect crises before they fully emerge, so that he can make accurate and timely judgments and responses.

He led his army to overcome danger and turn crisis into safety time and time again.

Wan Yao thought that the little plot in her mind was flawless and she was looking forward to achieving her goal with it.

However, in the eyes of Zhu Gang, who had been through many battles and had rich experience, all this was simply ridiculous and childish.

It was just like kids playing house, without any depth or strategy.

To Zhu Gang, that thought was like a clear stream that he could see through at a glance.

Just when Wan Yao was still immersed in her own calculations, with a hint of cunning occasionally flashing in her eyes, Zhu Gang began to take action.

I saw him moving as fast as lightning, walking towards Wan Yao with brisk and steady steps.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Gang came to Wan Yao's side.

Then he stretched out his powerful and agile hand and grabbed the strong bow worn by Wan Yao.

With a gentle twist and pull, he removed the strong bow as smoothly as flowing water.

The whole set of movements was completed in one go, without any drag.

Before Wan Yao could react, the weapon on her back had changed hands.

She opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief and astonishment.

After Zhu Gang unloaded Wanyao's bow and arrow, he turned to look at Wanyao. Wanyao's face was instantly filled with an innocent expression, and her eyes were wide open and watery.

It was as if he had no idea what had just happened, and as if he was the most wronged person in the world.

Her long eyelashes fluttered like a frightened butterfly.

The ignorance and bewilderment revealed in the eyes would make people who don't know the truth feel pity.

Zhu Gang looked at Wan Yao like this, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, revealing a meaningful smile.

This smile showed an insight into Wan Yao's feigned innocence.

It was as if he was saying, "How could I not know your little thoughts?"

There was also a hint of sarcasm, as if he was teasing that Wan Yao's acting skills were good but she couldn't hide it from him.

At the same time, there was also a bit of calmness and composure. After all, in Zhu Gang's eyes, Wan Yao's actions were just tricks.

The smile appeared and disappeared on his face, like a bottomless lake.

It is difficult to grasp the true meaning, but one cannot help but want to explore it.

"Your Highness Prince Jin, what do you mean?"

Zhu Gang gently plucked the bowstring in his hand, "Wan Yao, since you don't need to go to the battlefield in person, there is no need to waste such a good bow and arrow.

Wen Yao, I will now give this powerful bow to you.

I hope you will fight bravely in Yunnan and live up to my high expectations!"

At that time, Fang Wenyao stood tall and straight outside the main army tent, like a loyal guardian statue.

He had sharp eyes and looked around vigilantly, always paying attention to every move around him.

He had such a focused look on his face, as if nothing around him could escape his eyes.

Every movement in the central military tent is of vital importance to Fang Wenyao. He knows that he is shouldering the responsibility of protecting the commander-in-chief's safety.

Just then, a sound coming from inside the tent caught his attention.

Zhu Gang's voice was like a military order, which made him react instantly.

Fang Wenyao pushed the ground hard with both his feet. The movement was clean and neat, and he walked towards the big tent as fast as an arrow.

His steps were vigorous and powerful, and each step was firm and steady, as if he was carrying an invisible force.

In just a blink of an eye, Fang Wenyao came to Zhu Gang's side.

He stretched out his broad and powerful hand, and with precise and swift movements, he took the strong bow from Zhu Gang's hand.

Fang Wenyao's palm tightly grasped the bow, as if he had become one with the powerful bow.

His expression was serious and focused, as if telling Zhu Gang that he would never allow this strong bow to pose any threat to the coach again.

Just as Zhu Gang and Wan Yao were dealing with each other in the tent, Fang Wenyao quickly entered the tent and took over the strong bow.

On the winding official road, Li Heng, the prince's eunuch in charge of conveying the emperor's orders, was riding his horse at full speed towards the Shuozhou Guard station.

Li Heng was riding a horse with shiny fur. The horse had a strong body and its hooves were running fast.

Its mane fluttered in the wind like black satin.

Li Heng sat steadily on the horse, wearing a distinctive eunuch's uniform, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

His expression was focused and serious, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of anxiety, as if he was well aware of the importance and urgency of this mission.

Li Heng was seen holding the whip tightly in his hand, swinging it hard on the horse's buttocks from time to time, making crisp "pa pa" sounds.

The horse felt the pain, neighed, and then ran even harder.

The speed became faster and faster, raising dust along the way.

(End of this chapter)