Yang Xiyu's face became a little gloomy again, "What? When you said it, everyone was plausible. Now it's your turn to do it. Why don't you talk anymore? What's the matter? Is there no one available in Nanling?"
Everyone was speechless after what he said, let alone looking at him, and they all wanted to lower their heads into the plank of the boat.
Yang Xiyu was angry. He also knew what kind of virtue these people had. When they had merit, they all rushed to fight for each other, but when it came to an emergency, they all ran faster than anyone else, for fear that they would do something wrong. What's up.
Mu Fang looked at such a scene, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. As a general, who doesn't want to make contributions, but is it realistic? What is the reality? The reality is that the Longxiang Army in the south of the Yangtze River, the army brought out by Mo Jinyao, everyone is a strong man, and will always be loyal to Mo Jinyao, but their Nanling army, even after training in the past few years, can be Those who entered the army were not lacking of young men with delicate skin and tender flesh, greedy for life, afraid of death, and bullying others. This kind of army has chilled the hearts of many real soldiers. It is not that no one has accused them, but what happened in the end? The children of the aristocratic family are still flaunting their power and deceiving others even more. This is also doomed that Mu Fang will never become a person like Mo Jinyao.
It is because of these that when we ask who is willing to go, the result will be like this.
Yang Xiyu was about to say something more, but Mu Fang interrupted him.
"My lord, let's go down."
It can be said that one stone stirred up thousands of waves, and all these people looked at him, including Yang Xiyu.
It's just that everyone has different expressions, some are relieved, some are gloating, and some are flustered because of guilt, but Yang Xiyu is different. He looked at Mu Fang and said,
"You can't go."
Ok? The expressions on everyone's faces froze. Shizi meant that they would die if they died, but Mu Fang couldn't die, right? Why! None of them is a hundred times nobler than the general in front of him, how can the prince say that!
Of course, Yang Xiyu knew what these people were thinking, but even he looked down on Mu Fang in front of him, but he had to admit that the person in front of him was not a child of an aristocratic family and did not have a very strong family background. No worse than these so-called nobles.
After a pause, he continued,
"You are the commander-in-chief of these soldiers. How can you take risks yourself? If something bad happens, Nanling will lose all face."
This explanation made these people a little satisfied, and they thought to themselves, this is really the case, if their leaders are killed by the enemy's unknown thing, then Nanling will really be reduced to a place on this continent. The laughing stock.
All of a sudden, the deck fell into an astonishing silence. Even before the Jiangnan navy made a move, the people in Nanling were about to start fighting among themselves. If Coach Luo knew about this, it would probably be a joke with drums and gongs Three days and three nights, after all, there is no one in the whole of Jiangnan who thinks this group of Nanling people are more disgusting than Teacher Luo, like a big snot, and they can't be shaken off.
After a while, someone finally spoke weakly, but it wasn't any of them, but a soldier who stood beside him without saying a word.
The reason why he is called a soldier is because this person is thin, small, ordinary-looking and cannot be more ordinary. If he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, probably no one present would have noticed him.
"If the general and the prince don't dislike it, why don't you let the subordinates go."
"Just you?" One of the group couldn't help but sneered, very disdainful.
Unexpectedly, Mu Fang made a quick glance at him, and the man immediately shut up.
I was still secretly annoyed in my heart, why did Mu Fang get subconsciously afraid just by looking at him? Impossible, he is the son of a Shangshu family, how could he be afraid of this reckless man? Thinking of this, he puffed out his chest secretly when no one was paying attention, as if this could cover up his cowardice just now.
Yang Xiyu also looked him up and down suspiciously, can such a small body really take those things back or destroy them
The little soldier seemed embarrassed, not daring to look at Yang Xiyu's peach blossom eyes, but said in a low voice,
"Your Majesty, don't think I'm small, but I'm still very flexible, and I will definitely not mess with your Majesty."
"May I have your name?"
"My surname is Wang, and my name is Goudan." The soldier scratched his head.
Even though the current situation is not very optimistic, these people still can't help laughing. Did they hear correctly? King dog? What kind of bad name is this? Such a name is also embarrassing to come up with
"...Okay, what do you want?" Yang Xiyu followed his father in the officialdom since he was a child. Of course, he knew that few people could really make sacrifices willingly just for the righteousness of the country, so he just asked. .
The little soldier was stunned for a moment, and just about to say no, but a figure flashed in his mind, which made him swallow the sentence "no" on the tip of his tongue and swallowed it completely back into his stomach. They were all shocked.
"This subordinate wants Princess Xixia."
There was a sound of gasping for air, this person is probably not a lunatic, who is Princess Xixia? How could you marry someone like you? It's really whimsical, the toad wants to eat swan meat.
Yang Xiyu looked at him with a complicated face, secretly planning something in his heart, Yang Xiyu has never done business at a loss, everything has to be calculated before making a decision, and now he is weighing the pros and cons in his heart. Is the princess more important to him or this thin-looking little soldier
After thinking for a while, Yang Xiyu had an answer in his mind. If this little soldier can successfully retrieve the thing in the water, it proves that he is a very powerful person, and it is worth using some things to trap him. If he can't come back alive, this thing Things don't count naturally, and I don't have to pay anything.
Yang Xiyu just thought about it, and didn't care about Princess Xixia's meaning at all, because no matter how noble Xixia is, she is a princess, but after all, she is just a woman. After all, she is going to marry someone. Make the most of it, and marry someone who is useful to both of them
Thinking of this, a treacherous light flashed in Yang Xiyu's eyes, and he said, "If you can complete the task, this son will agree to your request, marry Princess Xixia to you, and grant you a position."
The soldier's eyes lit up suddenly, as if his thin cheeks were trembling because of being too excited.