After listening to Xia Fan's story, everyone's reaction was unanimous: This is okay
Using songs to persuade people to surrender seems a bit mysterious no matter how you think about it.
On the other hand, He Guicai pondered, "If it is a voice, it can indeed spread throughout the entire army instantly. If Miss Chi really has the ability that Lord Xia said, this strategy may work."
"I also agree to make this the first choice." Ning Wanjun said with a smile, "Everyone has heard Chi's singing. Although the technique is a little rough, it can really make people feel courage and vitality. If the plan doesn't work, left The road army will not suffer any losses, the worst is to launch a night battle at night."
This is where the real dragon is so powerful, Xia Fan thought to himself. Although most people have experienced the concert in person, not many people are aware of Chi's special appeal. It's hard to say whether this is a kind of obstacle, at least the mind will not have any obvious resistance to it.
After the princess made the decision, the general strategy was determined.
When everyone was about to disperse, Ning Wanjun left Xia Fan alone and said, "Follow me back to the camp."
The princess's accommodation is behind the command tent.
The tent was slightly larger than those used by ordinary generals, and the ground was covered with thick and tough leather blankets to isolate the mud from the feet. In addition to a deck chair and an armor stand, the basic furnishings also include a wooden bed. In the field army, beds are considered rare items, but considering that the other party is Princess Guangping, this thing is already quite frugal.
"Qiuyue, prepare water."
"Yes." The latter quickly brought a basin of water, bath beans and dry towels and placed them neatly in front of the recliner.
"You go out." Ning Wanjun nodded.
Qiuyue glanced at the princess first, then looked at Xia Fan quietly, until she saw that the latter felt guilty for no reason, then she bowed and left.
"Uh..." Xia Fan coughed twice, "I wonder why Your Highness called me here?"
Ning Wanjun took off the laces, took off her breastplate, and then lay down on the recliner, exposing her head to the backrest, "Wash my hair."
"What?" Xia Fan didn't react for a moment.
The princess's voice became a little thicker, with a hint of gritted teeth, "Help me... wash my hair."
An omen suddenly appeared in his heart. If he refused at this time, his life might be in danger.
Xia Fan decisively moved a bench and sat down behind him.
After taking off the hair tie from the ponytail, Ning Wanjun's long hair suddenly fell into a large piece. Because it had not been washed for a long time, many hair strands were connected together, making it feel rough to the touch.
Although he didn't know why the princess asked him to do such a thing, it was no big deal to help wash her hair. Xia Fan didn't feel any embarrassment. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, put the basin on his lap, and held Ning Wan in his arms. The back of Jun's head was immersed in the water.
From this angle, you can see the other person's closed eyes and delicate nose bridge. The slightly tightened cheek lines prove that she is also nervous at the moment and is not as relaxed as Xia Fan imagined.
It's strange, if you feel so uncomfortable, why do you want him to wash it? Wouldn't it be better to ask Qiuyue to help
Xia Fan suddenly felt dissatisfied.
Well, let me show you the scalp massage technique. He wet the bath beans, crushed them directly in his hands, then pressed them on the other person's head, and scratched them from top to bottom - this was also the most comfortable part of every haircut. Even if Xia Fan had not learned it, his body had already Remember this technique. Scratch from the top of the head to the back of the neck, and then stroke from the middle to both sides, taking full care of every part of the scalp.
After repeating it several times, Ning Wanjun's neck and cheeks relaxed a lot, and even the corners of her tightly pursed mouth opened slightly.
"I didn't expect you to be quite good at this..." she whispered.
"It would be more comfortable if there was a special cleaning fluid," Xia Fan smiled. "It can not only create a lot of bubbles, but also won't produce residue."
"Can you do that kind of thing?"
"It shouldn't be difficult, if you take the time to think about it. But I think if the conditions are sufficient, someone will figure it out without a listener." Xia Fan replied while pressing the button. "By the way... is washing your hair an excuse?"
"Excuse?" Ning Wanjun was startled.
"Yes, you have any confidential information you want to tell me, or you want to ask me some key questions. You don't want others to be present, so you use the excuse of washing your hair to send everyone away."
"You... really don't understand anything?"
"Uh... isn't that the reason?"
Xia Fan suddenly saw the veins on Ning Wanjun's forehead bulging.
He quickly dipped the other person's head into the basin, "Don't talk yet, I'll help you flush."
After a while, Ning Wanjun glared and said, "Don't you think - this is my expression of trust in you?"
Xia Fan was a little confused. What does trust have to do with washing hair? "Um...can you be more detailed?"
"Those kings in the history books often use Tuogu to express their trust. Why? Because their descendants are their weaknesses, and showing their weaknesses to their ministers is the greatest trust. How did you learn this in the history books?" Lord Ning Wan said bitterly. "I don't have any children to take care of, so, so..." She was stuck for a long time and couldn't continue.
Show weakness? Xia Fan thought for a moment and then suddenly paused. The princess now rests her entire head and back of neck in her hands, which is equivalent to removing all her defenses. If he had malicious intentions, even if Ning Wanjun was a Qi-sensing person, she would not be able to prevent him from attacking her fragile neck. Put this way, it is really another sense of "showing weakness".
Xia Fan couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. Trust between people is so fragile. Does it have to be expressed in this way? "Your Highness, there is no need for you to be like this-"
"It's necessary." She suddenly interrupted, "If this battle can succeed, the Privy Council, which has lost its flank, will basically be defeated. After that, no one in the entire Qi Kingdom will be able to resist the Jinxia Army. You know what that means. ?"
The answer was obvious, "You will fulfill your wish and become the king of Qi." Xia Fan shrugged.
"And you are the biggest contributor, and you are destined to receive no reward."
He couldn't help but be a little surprised, why did he suddenly jump to the post-unification period? "Your Highness... Is it too early to consider this now?"
"It's not early, we must prepare for a rainy day." Ning Wanjun shook her head slightly, "There are too many stories like this in the history books, but there are not many good endings in the end. The so-called changes in people's minds are partly due to less and less communication, which ultimately leads to estrangement and hostility, and some of them take the initiative to retreat to avoid getting into trouble, but no matter which way, it is not the future I want to see. So I have to bring it up early, so as not to be too late and miss the opportunity, because I don’t know either, What will I become in the future?"
Xia Fan noticed that the other party's hands had been balled up, and he was obviously very mentally prepared to say these words.
Probably in the traditional concept, no king would do this, or doing this itself means being unqualified.
He suddenly felt a little touched. These risks were all taken by him.
Xia Fan rinsed the princess's long hair with water and deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "Can't you even retire?"
"No," Ning Wanjun replied immediately, "because... the agreement did not include this clause. Before you realize your wish, don't expect anyone to escape responsibility!"