I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Feng Tianxiang was a little helpless and distressed. He could feel that Zhuo Ling was in a tense state and was harshly criticizing him.

Under the control of fear, she demanded perfection from herself. For the sake of her family, she did not dare to make any mistakes.

Feng Tianxiang sighed slightly, "Believe it or not, this is all true. He is good to us from the bottom of his heart, so he will think about us, our life and death, our ambitions and fears, and our wives and families." and the future.”

"Of course, strict military discipline is a must! What the old general dislikes the most is someone who betrays his brothers. Anyone who sees a deserter on the battlefield can be killed first... If you ask me to tell you the reason, I guess everyone doesn't like being betrayed. Take it seriously!"

"I am still a Southern Barbarian, and I was once the son of a criminal official of the Southern Barbarians. I can reach this position today. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

Feng Tianxiang persuaded him word by word.

Zhuo Ling was silent. Yes, she was so eager to find a way to control the military's morale that she ignored many superficial answers.

There is no quick fix.

Just two words, sincerely.

No one likes to be treated with sincerity.

The people are human beings, and the soldiers are human beings, and they all just want to be treated like human beings.

Her father gave these hundreds of thousands of soldiers no worries and no wandering in their old age. These are the sincerity that countless military books cannot learn.

Feng Tianxiang was a member of the Southern Barbarian royal family. His father was convicted for opposing the creation of the Medicine Army, and the whole family was imprisoned. It was his father who led a group of soldiers to snatch back Feng Tianxiang's only remaining seedling.

He did not neglect him and isolate him as a southern barbarian. Instead, he took good care of him and cultivated him carefully.

Not only is he like this, there are also many Southern Barbarian prisoners of war in this army who are like this.

We are all brothers in the army, and the military camp is our home.

Fight for your family, fight for your brothers, how can you get separated!

She turned a blind eye to such a simple truth!

She and her two younger brothers both looked down on their father and regarded him as an indecisive person who did not understand justice.

None of them had ever thought that what their father would have to face, in addition to the relatives who had raised him since childhood, the brothers and sisters who had grown up together, the wife with whom he had promised to be together for the rest of their lives, and three others who were being controlled by others. child.

Even the food rations for these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and brothers, whether they can have a good death, and whether their relatives can be resettled, these are all things that her father, the famous King of Zhennan, has to consider.

Although there is no doubt about Brother Salan's justice in the world, doesn't their father also have to face many difficulties?

This is the biggest difficulty in unifying the world!

Zhuo Ling woke up during this trip to southern Guizhou.

Selfishness not only fails to gain people's support, but also reveals one's own incompetence and ignorance!

All the fine clothes and food she has enjoyed so far were given by the soldiers of the three armies!

In addition to being the sister of Zhuo Yao and Zhuo Hong, she is also the eldest daughter of the King of Zhennan, and the princess of Jinnan!

She has her share of responsibilities!

Compared with her father, she is far behind!

She has to learn to win a battle, learn to appease people's hearts, learn to sort out internal affairs, learn to contain the Southern Barbarians, and even more, learn to contain the imperial court. She still has a lot to learn!

She must become more mature and stronger!

She wants the people in this army and even in the land of southern Shanxi to have support when they are old and have support when they are young. The young people can have great ambitions and the middle-aged people can still be high-spirited.

Regardless of origin, nationality, rich or poor, we are all brothers and sisters!

She wants them to fight for Shannan!

Realizing this, Zhuo Ling faced the wind and burst into tears, her teeth chattering.

Feng Tianxiang didn't know that there were hundreds of twists and turns in her mind, but just seeing her crying, he wiped her tears away for her and hugged her carefully.

It wasn't until he felt her whole body trembling that he exerted a little more force and said in a warm voice in her ear, "But you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Ling rubbed the shirt on his chest and shook her head, "...No...you know...I was almost...only a little bit...I blame my father..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

"I don't want to blame my father..."

Zhuo Ling's superficial hardness was shattered by her guilt for her father. She put aside all her heavy responsibilities. She was just a daughter who missed her father.

She misses her daddy...

I want to listen more to my father's teachings, read the letters he wrote home, and know if he is doing well...

Feng Tianxiang wiped Zhuo Ling's tears and rubbed her face with his thumb, but he couldn't wipe them dry at all, not even with his sleeves.

In desperation, he gently kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and her lips.

After a long time, Zhuo Ling regained her composure.

"Thank you..." Zhuo Ling said.

Thank him for letting her go crazy.

Feng Tianxiang kissed her lips again, "I am also your family member. How about you rely on me more, otherwise I will laugh at me!"

Zhuo Ling burst into tears and laughed, "You deserve to be laughed at!"

Zhuo Ling still had crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, her eyelashes were wet, and her cheeks were red from crying.

Feng Tianxiang's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. He swallowed and his Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling.

"Ling'er smiles... so pretty..."

This could be considered a love story. Although Zhuo Ling didn't like to talk about it, when he heard it, his heart warmed and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

But she was a little shy, so she hid her face on Feng Tianxiang's chest, and then slowly put her arms around his waist.

She asked him, "Are you... hot?"

Feng Tianxiang: "Huh?"

The fingers rubbing around his waist made Feng Tianxiang feel a little itchy. He held Zhuo Ling's hand without knowing why, "It's itchy... Don't scratch it, Ling'er..."

Zhuo Ling hated his stupid head, so her face instantly changed, and she turned around and left.

Feng Tianxiang took a long time to react before guessing that he might have missed something. He chased after him in a panic, and then suddenly hugged Zhuo Ling from behind.

Feng Tianxiang's heart was pounding, and his whole body was burning hot, "It's hot...everywhere is hot..."

……

After the trip to southern Guizhou, Zhuo Ling set a basic policy. She did not rush to deal with Nan Chen's group of people, but aimed her finger at the Nanman.

Nanman is the rampant capital of Nanchen's group of people. Nanman also wants to get a piece of the Chen Kingdom's pie, and continuously supports the Chen Kingdom Queen Mother's party behind the scenes.

If he could contain Nanman, it would be equivalent to breaking one of Nanchen's arms.

On the surface, he is still loyal to Nanchen, firstly to get Nanchen's money to build up strength, and secondly to ensure Zhuo Hong's safety, and then take this opportunity to find Zhuo Yao.

Then, Zhuo Ling worked harder and harder.

*

Nanchen, Chenjing, Zhaixing Tower.

Yu Jing had a dream, dreaming that Zhuo Hong was hanging precariously on the three-foot white silk.

He woke up with a start, and the bed was so wet with sweat that it looked like it was soaked in water.

A strange and terrifying smile appeared on Yu Jing's face unconsciously.

impossible!

Just a dream, just a dream!

He kept saying this to himself, trying to erase the nightmare from his mind.

But no matter how he comforted himself, the image of Zhuo Hong hanging himself flashed back over and over again in his mind.

Like a bouncing marble in my head.

buzzing-

bang bang bang-

Running around in my head like crazy.

Yu Jing had a splitting headache, and the buzzing in his ears was exploding bit by bit.

He walked out of the door and saw the incomplete and sharp hooked moon, hanging there brightly.

The cold white color is like the three-foot white silk hanging on Zhuo Hong in his dream.

He looked towards the couch where they usually drank.

Memories of the past gradually came back, and he clearly remembered that Zhuo Hong was a little child, full of vows, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

He said, "One day, I will help my brothers and sisters change their destiny!"