Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

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"Baili? Hahaha, this guy really is."

"General, you... how dare you call their names?"

"Then why not dare, except for the prince, everyone in Nanqing Palace will respect me when they see me."

The soldier looked at Defang with wide eyes, "Really? Then...then why are you lower than General Song, just a lieutenant general?"

"This... um...how should I put it..." De Fang thought for a while, "Well, just like Chongming Shang En, they have been with the prince longer than General Song. They have been with the prince since he was 14 years old. I will be the prince's bodyguard, and General Song was only appointed as a bodyguard when he was the prince, but General Song has saved the prince several times, so he has won the prince's trust, and the court has officially granted him the title."

"What about you? General, didn't you say that you have lived longer than them?"

"Huh? Oh... yes... I... I came back from Xingyuan Mansion." Defang said close to him quietly, "I am a person who helps the prince carry out secret missions, so people rarely see me. I knew the prince earlier than Chongming Shang En and the others, but now that I'm back, I'm not afraid of anyone."

"General, you are so powerful, the prince must trust you the most."

"Of course, the prince will listen to whatever I say." Defang frowned suddenly while speaking, and the soldier quickly asked, "General, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"No, no," Defang looked at the ground, "Well... did Manager Gu keep these meals?"

"Yes...General, haven't you had dinner?"

"It's more than that, I... that... I have been busy with the tasks assigned by the prince these few days, and I haven't eaten well, and I can't sleep because of hunger, so... I'll come over to see if there is any food or something here. , Manager Gu, they will prepare something every night."

"Yes," the soldier pointed to the stove, "There is some food in there, I don't know what it is, it should be for the prince and the young masters."

"Really?" Defang stood up and walked over to open it. "Hey! It's really good! Come here, bring it out."

The soldiers of "General General" hurried over, "No, no, no, this one can't move."

"What can't be moved, I can move if I say it can be moved."

"No." The soldier shook his head. "It doesn't matter if you are a general. Although the rank of the humble rank is low, you are also a soldier in charge of guarding the dining room. Except for Baili Gonggong and Sister Ke'er, no one can touch this."

"You child is really... the prince and empress are fast asleep and don't know how to eat. Let's not waste it."

"That won't work either! General, I can't let you move because of your lowly position." The soldiers stretched out their arms to fend off Defang, and Defang frowned, "You! Why are you so stubborn, you child! I have gone to court, and no one will eat this meal."

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