After meeting Zhao Yan once, Banhe went back to continue his retreat.
The two have agreed that as long as she reaches the Celestial Realm, she can go to Qixia Town and follow Zhao Yan.
Tan Yun and Xi Ren also wanted to go, and after eagerly speaking out, they were rejected without surprise.
The two of them were depressed at first, but Zhao Yan suddenly thought of something and turned around and asked.
"Xi Ren...the various stories I told you before...how many do you remember?"
Although he didn't know what his master meant by asking, Xiren still answered happily.
"All the slaves remember it. I dare not forget a single story that the prince told to the slaves. I remember every detail clearly!"
"Can!"
Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
A literary maid is a literary maid, and she always has her own specialties.
Although he is usually a bit stupid, his memory is top-notch.
"My lord, I remember this too!"
When Tan Yun saw this, he immediately became anxious and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
"You remember too? Don't you love reading all kinds of gossip about family affairs?"
"Then... isn't that because these are more interesting!"
"Is there any gossip about the powerful family?"
"Yes, yes! The eight-bedroom concubine newly adopted by the Third Secretary's family goes to the Green Jade Pavilion every day to have sex with others!"
As soon as Tan Yun mentioned his area of expertise, he immediately became energetic.
But Zhao Yan was not interested in listening. He pressed his palm on Tan Yun's red lips.
"You are also qualified. You two go back to clean up and come with me the day after tomorrow morning."
"Really! This slave thanked the prince!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The two girls were so happy that they didn't care to say anything else. They left in a hurry and went back to pack their luggage.
Looking at their disappearing buttocks, Zhao Yan couldn't help but lament that everyone really needs a stage where they can shine.
These two people are not of much use in the village, but when they go to Qixia Town and stand on the storytelling desk, they are vote-earning machines.
It can still be saved...
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The next day.
Zhao Yan rarely wore his eye-catching golden python robe and purple gold crown, which made his already extremely handsome appearance even more noble.
The carriage that went out also changed from the ordinary one before to an extremely luxurious and large carriage.
Pulled by eight horses, he led a group of royal guards to Kaifeng Mansion.
When the carriage entered the city, it caused quite a stir.
After all, Zhao Yan usually keeps a very low profile when entering the city.
So many people had forgotten who this extremely luxurious carriage belonged to, and started asking questions one after another.
When they learned that it was the car of Qi Wang Zhao Yan, there was even more discussion. What could be worthy of Qi Wang's mobilization of troops and people?
Seeing this, some interested people immediately sent news to the official figures behind them, and followed the carriage themselves, watching Zhao Yan's every move from afar.
The first carriage stopped at the gate of Fan Xiwen's courtyard. When the Prime Minister led the Japanese Army Commander Yang Yongxin and the Dragon Guard Army Commander Li Munan to greet him at the door in person, this scene finally caused a big commotion in Kaifeng Mansion.
The Tianwu Army and the Divine Guard Army, which were also members of the Upper West Army, immediately summoned all their senior generals to come over for discussion.
The scene at the door of Fan's mansion was obviously regarded by them as a kind of betrayal.
In the camp of the Divine Guards.
The conductor made Chen Shubiao sit at the top with a dark face, staring at his confidants below with narrowed eyes.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether these people had any contact with Prince Qi's Mansion.
Before Zhao Yan returned to Kaifeng, the originally monolithic Imperial Army was actually vulnerable at this moment.
"I'm just going to ask this. If you have had contact with Prince Qi's house, you might as well come out and tell me what Prince Qi's attitude is."
Chen Shubiao suppressed the anger and fear in his heart and asked downwards seemingly calmly.
There were threats and compromises in his words. In fact, even he himself was a little unsteady at this moment.
"At the beginning, it was clearly agreed that all armies would share shares and share the money, and they would be of one heart and one mind, but now the King of Qi has met with the man surnamed Yang and the man surnamed Li! They are both from the Western Army, who can tell this general to me? Exactly why!”
Only Chen Shubiao's fury was floating in the camp, and there was silence below.
No one from Prince Qi's Mansion has looked for them, not even Fan Mansion...
They were also confused and really had nothing to say.
It's just that the commander seemed to believe that there was something wrong with them, and he couldn't stop roaring at all.
After a long time, he calmed down.
It's not that I'm angry enough, but there is new news to report outside the camp.
A pawn hurriedly ran into the tent and knelt down.
"General! The small gathering at Fan Mansion has been dismissed. King Qi's carriage... carriage..."
"What's wrong with the carriage? Is it coming to the Divine Guards? Tell me quickly, or I'll chop your head off!"
Chen Shubiao was extremely anxious, and when he saw the soldier hesitating, he became even more furious.
"The carriage has left the city..."
Seeing the general's appearance, the soldiers could only bravely reply.
"Leaving the city?... Where are you going? But the Tianwu Army?"
Chen Shubiao was stunned, taking it for granted that he was the only one in the Western Army who was kept in the dark.
Fortunately, the pawn didn't worry him for too long and answered immediately.
"It's not the Tianwu Army, but it's back to Sanxian Village..."
"Oh? So... great things can still be done."
Chen Shubiao felt quite relieved at the moment.
As long as there are people in the army who are treated the same as him, he can win allies. As long as he can pull together a force, he can still make a difference.
But his expression just calmed down, and another messenger boy immediately ran in outside the camp and knelt down in panic.
"General! General! Something bad is happening!"
"Why are you panicking? I am the general who is holding up the sky when it falls. If you go out like this, don't say it's from the Divine Guards. It's embarrassing!"
After calming down, Chen Shubiao began to dislike his subordinates for being embarrassing.
But when the pawn reported the news, he was the one who was almost embarrassed.
"General, the commander of the Tianwu Army, Cao Chongbei, is riding a fast horse to Sanxian Village!"
"……What did you say!"
"Cao...Cao commanded the envoy to Sanxian Village..."
The messenger boy could only repeat nervously.
boom!
Chen Shubiao was stunned for a moment, and then he slapped the large case made of fir wood with his palm, causing the old case that had been used for many years to fly into pieces.
"Damn, you are a bunch of shabby wild dogs! When someone throws a piece of meat out, they wag their tails and lick it. I want to see what good food you can get!"
"Come here, go and invite the commanders of the Central and Western Army and the Lower Western Army. I don't want to be with those three dogs. Even if I am the only one left, I will continue to fight with the Imperial Army!"
He no longer thinks about what benefits he can get from Prince Qi's Mansion, as long as he can unite other armies around him and maintain his leadership position.
After receiving the order, the generals under his command all left the tents and headed towards the camps of other armies.
The situation is also very urgent for them now. After all, if their general cannot please him, it will be difficult for them to reap the benefits.
Cheng Li is the commander of the left wing center army under the Divine Guards. He leads five battalions with a total of 2,500 people.
It looks beautiful on the surface, but only he himself knows the nastiness on the inside.
Although he is one of the Upper West Army, the left wing center army under his command has 20%25 of the free quota.
In other words, only two thousand people can actually play, and the other five hundred places are just names.
This is because the Upper West Army represents the facade of the Forbidden Army, and it has been preserved to some extent.
The most exaggerated thing about other armies is that empty pay accounts for almost half.
The huge camp was empty, not many people even during training.
Of course he knew that this was wrong, but generals at all levels in the army had regarded such things as routine.
If you want to join the army, how can you not join the ranks?
Now that the imperial court wanted to rectify the situation, Cheng Li actually wanted to cooperate. However, Chen Shubiao, as the commander of the first army, united with the imperial army to oppose it unanimously.
A little wave like him can't stir up any trouble, so he can only obey.
The horse whipped quickly to the Wu Shoujun camp, and Cheng Li was quickly let in.
He had made good friends with Yuhou, the right wing of Wushou Army, and planned to come to him first to find out more about him.
Otherwise, if you go to the commander first, it will be bad if something goes wrong.
Following the guards to his friend's tent, Cheng Li took the lead and opened the curtain to enter.
But he saw that his friend had actually taken off the armor that he had never taken off and put on a set of cyan scholar's robes.
The clothes were slightly tight and looked out of place on his tall and muscular body.
"Xinmi, what are you..."
Cheng Li asked blankly, as if he had seen a ghost.
The man called "Xinjian" raised his head and looked at Cheng Li, with an unnatural look on his face.
"Cheng Li, why are you here suddenly?"
The latter did not answer, but just walked up to him and looked at him with a confused expression, looking up and down, making him feel hairy all over.
"What are you looking at!"
"What am I looking at? Why are you dressed like this?"
"It's uncomfortable to wear that armor all the time. I'll just change my clothes. What's the look on your face!"
"Fart! When you were in the village, you said that only sissies wear scholar's robes, and men have to wear armor! What did you say, and now you forget it in the blink of an eye?"
"This...this...I...can't I take it back?"
"You...must be a ghost!"
Cheng Li looked at this friend from his hometown carefully and suddenly thought of a possibility.
He suddenly opened his eyes wide and said.
"Pan Xinjian, are you going to a brothel?"
"Fuck you!"
Pan Xinjian flew up and kicked Cheng Li, but the opponent nimbly dodged it.
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"When I go to a brothel, I also wear armor. Who dares to say that I am not good?"
"Then tell me what you are going to do!"
"Oh, come here with your ears..."
Seeing Cheng Li's persistent questioning, Pan Xinjian had no choice but to tell him the matter.
"I'm going to Sanxianzhuang... You know where Sanxianzhuang is, right?"
Cheng Li was stunned.
Of course he knows.
This is the most famous place in Kaifeng Mansion.
Just because it was the manor of Zhao Yan, the No. 1 warrior in the Song Dynasty and King of Qi.
He looked at his friend intently.
"Do you need to dress like this when going to Sanxian Village?"
"You don't understand... Fan Zhizai sent someone here last night, saying that the prince held a big banquet at Sanxian Manor and invited all the middle-level and above generals of the Forbidden Army. But the prince Xiya, if you are willing to make friends with the prince, then put on the scholar's clothes If you don’t want to make friends with the prince, just wear armor and go.”
"There is such a thing..."
Cheng Li murmured.
As someone who had not received the invitation, he felt a little disappointed.
When Pan Xin saw his appearance, he could tell that he must not have received the invitation, so he patted him on the shoulder.
"We are all from the same hometown. Think about it carefully. There is no future for you following Chen Shubiao..."
"We rely on the imperial court to eat. Why should Chen Shubiao eat a lot of meat and we can only drink soup in small sips?"
"Now that Prince Qi thinks highly of us, I will definitely get on this big ship."
"Several commanders of our Wushou Army have decided to cooperate with Fan Zhizai in reducing our troops. It is said that there will be plenty of battles for us to fight in the future, so we won't have to worry about not having any merit."
"In this case, if you can perform meritorious service and get rewarded openly, why do you have to focus on the salary?"
Pan Xinjian said seriously.
He has really figured out that if he eats this free salary, he will lose his head one day.
No matter how stubbornly you resist, the big head will always belong to the person above.
Although he has been honored as a minister of Xiangdu, the people above him will not reward him with any meat if he is not full.
Now Prince Qi has issued an invitation. As long as he accepts it, he will not pay any attention to the past. If he performs meritorious service, he will be rewarded with silver, and his background is clean.
At this point, even if he was ordered to sentence Wu Shoujun to command, he would do it.
Cheng Li was speechless for a long time after listening to these words.
Three armies of the Upper West Army have surrendered...
Now Wu Shoujun of the Central and Western Army is also ready to move.
The Forbidden Army talks about 820,000 people, but excluding the empty pay, it would be huge to have 500,000 people.
As long as King Qi can influence half of the people, he will be in an invincible position.
In the end, the Divine Guards were left alone. Even if half of them followed Chen Shubiao, could they really go to war with the imperial court?
rebellion…
That would kill the nine tribes!
Cheng Li was suddenly sweating profusely...
He refused!
After finally reaching his current position, how could he be willing to lose everything.
Inverted!
After making up his mind, Cheng Li turned to Pan Xinjian and asked with a frown.
"Do you still have the scholar's robe? Lend me one!"
“……”
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Divine Guards.
Chen Shubiao sat in the tent worriedly.
All the generals under his command were sent out to invite people.
But half an hour has passed, and even the furthest Liu Linjun has enough time to run back and forth. Why is no one coming back?
Could it be an accident?
Chen Shubiao thought about various possible situations in his mind, and then rejected them one by one.
"Somebody come!"
"exist!"
"Go and find out where all the people have died!"
"Here!"
The soldiers outside the tent took the order and left. This was not the first time they had received this order.
But I didn't get any information.
Rushing to the east gate of the camp, the soldier quickly asked again, but still had no news of the commanders' return.
I had no choice but to go back to report with helplessness and anxiety.
But at this moment, a fast horse galloped towards the camp gate.
Everyone immediately raised their knives nervously on guard.
When the visitor got closer, he realized that the soldier who had gone to inquire about the news had finally returned.
When he saw someone coming back, the messenger immediately asked loudly: "Is there any news?"
The person on the horse shouted loudly: "This is bad! All the commanders are following us to Sanxian Manor!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire camp entrance gasped.
The messenger boy quickly ran to report the news.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the commander of the Divine Guards, Chen Shubiao, rode out the door on a fast horse.
