After the two left arm in arm, the stagnant atmosphere in the inner hall was relieved.
Shen Tiexin could only speak at this time, looking at the direction in which the two women were leaving, he sighed: "God, thanks to the Crown Princess being here... Otherwise, who would be able to subdue this female Jinwu!"
The Deputy General of the Right Army, Shao Yun, was a little calmer. Hearing his colleagues blurt out, he couldn't help giving Shen Tiexin a look: Didn't he say that the Seventh Prince was cowardly and fearful
However, Prince Xueya, who has always been cold and proud, did not speak. He just looked at the direction in which the Crown Princess and Princess were leaving, with a hint of worry in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed softly, put down his teacup and stood up.
There were several crisp sounds of "dang lang lang lang", and the thin porcelain cup in his hand had already cracked from the ice and shattered into thousands of pieces. Shen Tiexin looked at the face of the Seventh Prince, and immediately dared not say any more.
"Seventh brother... you should take it easy." Prince Chengde didn't know what to say, after a while, he sighed, patted Prince Xueya on the shoulder, his eyes flickered, "Don't worry... Wuchen can handle it well She—she's just a child with a bit of a temper. Don't you understand what kind of person Wuchen is?"
"..." Prince Xueya trembled imperceptibly with his fingers, and looked up at his brother.
Prince Chengde just smiled slightly, his eyes were calm but unpredictable.
Over there, Jin Bihui's bright smile came from the two people who were drifting away: "Oh, my sister's name is Wuchen! I thought of it - this dust-removing bead is just right for my sister as a meeting gift." .My sister took it, no matter how big the dust is, it will always be spotless and beautiful like a fairy~”
"Ah? I can't afford such a priceless treasure..." Changsun Wuchen smiled lightly and declined politely.
"Why can't you afford it? I don't think anyone in the world can afford it except my sister!"
Jin Bihui is obviously a soft-hearted woman, meeting the Crown Princess is like meeting her nemesis, but in just a short moment, she has already fallen in love with her eldest grandson Wuchen.
The cold wind of early winter was blowing on his face like a knife. Walking in the left barracks, listening to the sounds of drills and the clanging of swords, Yan Bai breathed a sigh of relief—this is where he belongs, and only when he returns Only in the army can he feel his true value.
In the past few days, although he seemed calm on the surface, the new "Princess" really took his brains out of his mind. The Seventh Prince, who once mediated among the princes and supported the prince's army until today, also feels physically and mentally exhausted.
"It's really difficult to support only women and villains..." Lieutenant Shen Tiexin beside him, although he is a subordinate, has already formed a love for cutting his neck after many years of life and death on the battlefield. At this time, Yan Bai sighed, knowing that he was troubled in his heart, he couldn't help but speak out with hatred, but when Fang made a sound, he shook his head and changed his words: "That's not right - a woman like the Crown Princess is wonderful. Seven Your Highness, it seems that you are going to suffer a lot this time."
"What's going on in the army these few days?" Fingers subconsciously fiddled with various weapons on the weapon rack, Prince Xueya looked indifferent, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, and turned away.
Shen Tiexin's complexion suddenly darkened, and he pressed the knife at his waist tightly with his hand. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Yang Ding is dead."
"What!" Prince Xueya turned his head suddenly, unable to hide the shock and pain in his eyes.
Shen Tiexin lowered his head even more, with bulging veins in his hands, and gritted his teeth: "Five days ago, Sun Zhiquan, General Iron Arrow of the Yonglin King Army, came to the city to call for a fight. …”
Yan Bai's face was livid: "That guy is Sun Tiejian's opponent! Isn't he courting death!"
Shen Tiexin knelt down suddenly, his voice already choked with sobs: "Yes! But Yang Ding's fiery temper... He said that even if His Highness the Seventh Prince is not around, he can't allow others to insult him like this. His subordinates failed to stop him, please ask the Seventh Prince to Come down!"
Prince Xueya didn't speak, closed his eyes, and asked calmly: "Has his funeral been settled?"
"The crown prince sent Shao Yun out to help in the battle, but it's a pity that it's still a step too late... the head, the head... has been..." Shen Tiexin stood there with a knife, but his originally rough and hearty voice was already choked up.
Yan Bai stood at the top of the city, without speaking for a long time, the winter wind blew like a knife cutting his body.
After a long time, his gaze was withdrawn from the bottom of the city - there, surrounded by three sides of Yecheng in darkness, was the army of the Fourth Emperor Uncle Yonglin. The apricot-yellow banner fluttered on the tent of the Chinese army, and the freshly cut head hung on the flag, spinning like a wind chime in the new wind.
"Vice General Yang opened the city to fight without authorization, and it is not a pity to die." After another long time, Prince Xueya said deeply, stopped looking, and returned from the city. Shen Tiexin followed behind him, feeling that His Highness Qi's tall and straight figure was suddenly haggard.
"What else is there?" Yan Bai continued to ask while walking without looking back.
Shen Tiexin hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Food... The food and grass can only last for ten days. The severe winter is coming, the winter clothes have not been sent out, and the army's morale is shaken—the people in the city are suffering from hunger and cold, and there are many complaints."
"Don't worry, the food, grass and armaments will arrive soon. Xi's reinforcements should also arrive in a month." Yan Bai raised his hand and waved, suddenly, there was a bleak smile on the corner of his lips, "Look, this It's worth selling yourself, isn't it?"
"Your Highness Seventh!" Shocked, Shen Tiexin blurted out, not knowing what to say.
Yan Bai didn't say anything anymore, just walked down the city wall with a faint smile, and continued to inspect the left army's affairs. However, looking at the tent that was vacated after Yang Ding's death, his eyes were full of sadness, and his fingers were imperceptibly clenched tightly.
Another fell... During the eight years of chaos, how many good brothers were bloody on the battlefield
When he came out of the barracks, he heard the noise of the street from a distance.
"What's the matter?" Prince Xueya frowned and asked the soldier guarding Yingkou. The soldier was shivering in the cold wind, but when he heard the seventh prince's question, he quickly knelt down and answered, "Reporting to His Royal Highness—a group of unruly people in the city just now The commotion in Yingkou has already been suppressed by General Shao's men."
"Why are they making trouble?" Yan Bai blurted out and asked, but seeing the look of the soldiers' clothes, he immediately understood: the siege of the city has been going on for nearly a year, and even the army has been so scarce, and the situation of the people can be imagined.
Thinking of this verse, his heart was even more heavy, and the invisible burden made him a little out of breath. However, the people who were dispersed over there refused to leave. Seeing Prince Xueya stepping out of the barracks, they shouted even louder:
"Master Jun, how long will this battle last? We can't hold on any longer!"
"Hello! My family hasn't uncovered the pot for several days... If we go any further, we will be cannibalized!"
Yan Bai was startled suddenly, and looked up in a daze, only to see those people with sallow faces and thin clothes, shivering like withered grass in the cold winter wind, and some of them were dragging their children by their hands. I have been hungry for a long time. At this time, they tried their best to offend the king's law and gathered at the gate of the barracks to express their grievances.
A platoon of soldiers rushed over to disperse the gathered crowd, some of them refused to leave and still shouted, but they were beaten to the ground by random sticks and dragged away without any explanation.
"Stop it!" Yan Bai finally woke up from his trance, and hurriedly stopped. The left army was strictly disciplined, and the general ordered all the soldiers to stop their hands. The hungry and exhausted soldiers all turned their heads to look at Prince Xueya at Yingkou, waiting for him to speak—
"The food will arrive soon." Rubbing his temples, Yan Bai said with deep exhaustion, "This war will also end."
However, looking at the emaciated look on the face of the prince who is usually like a jade tree facing the wind, the people who are even more hungry are excited again: "You always say that you will be there! You have been saying this since two months ago—we If we go any further, we will have to exchange children for food! I don’t care which one of you becomes the emperor, as long as we don’t starve to death!”
"Yeah! Do you think us people are fools? My father was still waiting for food outside the city when he died of starvation!"
Someone in the crowd roared angrily, which elicited a response, and the soldiers had no time to stop them. The hungry and cold crowd had already broken through the human wall, and immediately surrounded Prince Xueya and Shen Tiexin in the middle. Shen Tiexin kept his face sullen, but now he raised his eyebrows and was about to draw out his sword.
"Don't use force!" Yan Bai quickly reached out to hold the lieutenant's hand, and at the same time pulled Shen Tiexin back two steps, avoiding the chaotic punches and kicks. However, he saw the grievances of the people in front of him, but he knew in his heart that if he didn't suppress it forcefully, the matter would inevitably expand.