Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

So after thinking for a while, he straightened up and walked to the soldiers, "Hey! You are so courageous! How dare you steal the prince's food!"

The soldier was taken aback, the food stuck in his throat, and Defang was also taken aback when he saw it, and suddenly thought of the incident of swallowing the iron ball during the southern tour, so he quickly squatted down and picked up the soup for him to drink , and patted the soldier on the back vigorously, the soldier swallowed the food with great difficulty, gasped for a long time, Defang looked at the soldier, and found that he was very young, about the same age as the eldest son Weixu, his face flushed because he choked on the food , couldn't help but feel a little guilty, so he asked softly, "How is it? Is it better?"

The soldier turned his face and looked at Defang in panic, "You... who are you?"

"Me?...um...I'm also the guard of the palace."

"Do you also work in the dining room?"

"No... I... have nothing to do, come and have a look."

"Then... Brother Li, why didn't they come over?"

"Brother Li..." Defang thought it must be the few who just arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.

"You?" The soldier looked at De Fang, "Have you been punished by General Song?"

"Huh? General Song? Song Jiajun?"

The soldier looked at Defang with wide eyes, "You... how dare you... call him by name, if... General Song knows, he will beat you."

"He dares! Gu... This officer is not afraid of him!"

"You... are you an officer?"

"That's right! I'm... the deputy general of the palace! I don't look like it?"

The soldiers hurriedly stood up and cupped their hands, "Join the general in a humble position!"

"I'm not wearing a general's uniform, so it's okay, you're new here?"

"Back to the general, I'm a newcomer, just two months old."

"Sit down first, sit down." Defang waved her hand, and sat on the ground herself. "Oh, it's so cool."

The soldier turned around and took a small stool, "General, sit down."

"Thank you." Defang sat on the small stool, "Why do you go to the dining room to eat at night? Don't you know that this is a special place to prepare meals for the princes and empresses?"

"Humble job... I know...but... the kitchen that prepares meals for the imperial guards will start to light the fire and cook at Yinshi."

"It won't be long, can't you wait?"

"General... lowly... I'm really hungry... so..."

"If you don't eat a single meal, you won't be hungry until midnight and come here to steal food, right?"

"General, the humble post is not stolen, it's... It was Gu Guanshi who asked the humble post to come."

"Guanshi Gu?" Defang looked at the soldiers, "I said who are you? Gu Guanshi even opened a small stove for you and cooked meals for you in the dining room of the palace."

"Humble job is just an inconspicuous little soldier. He is a kind-hearted steward Gu. Seeing that I am pitiful, he just...so he left food for me."

"Pity you? What's wrong with you?"

"Humble position..." The soldier looked at De Fang and lowered his head again, "I made a mistake... and was punished by... General Song."

"Mistake? What did you do?"

"Humble job... I run the last one every day in practice... I am also slow to eat... General Song is very angry."

"What's wrong with running to the last? You're not the last, someone will be the last. You have to eat slowly. Eating so fast doesn't hurt your stomach."

"General Song is also right. The general said that the soldiers in the palace must be the best, because the prince is in charge of the imperial guards of the Nanqing Palace. If anything happens, every soldier must fight three against one."