Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

Outside the capital

In the outskirts of the capital, the flags of the Wei family army camp were flying, facing the capital garrison army from afar, one in the south and one in the north, like two indestructible lines of defense. Defending the capital. In the camp, 20,000 soldiers were training, with great momentum.

When Wei Chi was a child, he had been to the military camp several times with his grandfather and was full of curiosity about everything here. Now, when he came here again, he felt a sense of heroism. Looking at the neatly dressed soldiers, he seemed to see his grandfather's heroic figure on the battlefield.

The camp layout of the Wei family army is rigorous and the tents are neat and orderly.

On the training ground, the soldiers were in good shape, shouting loudly, sweating and showing their tenacious fighting spirit. These were the people who had walked out of the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire in the past, and their aura was frightening.

In the armory, there are all kinds of swords, spears, swords and halberds, flashing with cold light, telling of the glory of the past.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Why did he come to the military camp? Did he want to fight with him as soon as he came back?

Wei Chi looked at him, sneered, ignored him, and walked straight to the platform in front of the tent.

The people who were training below looked at the person walking up to the platform, were a little confused, and stopped.

When will General Wei come back?

The soldiers below had different expressions, some were happy, some were sad. Their eyes were all focused on Wei Chi, revealing complex emotions.

Some veterans were moved. For three years, since the old prince passed away, they had been bearing humiliation and silently enduring pressure and suffering. At this moment, looking at Wei Chi, the real master of their Wei Family Army had finally returned.

Wei Chi stood tall and straight with a determined gaze as he looked at the army below him, feeling filled with emotion.

"I'm Wei Chi. From today on, the Wei Family Army will be in charge of me. This is the tiger talisman of the Wei Family Army bestowed by His Majesty himself. From now on, I will be your chief general." Wei Chi raised the tiger talisman in his hand high and slammed it to the ground. His tone was steady and full of unquestionable domineering.

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciplined team below cast their eyes on the tiger talisman in his hand.

Some veteran generals at the front looked at the tiger talisman with tears in their eyes. The scene of the old general leading them to fight on the battlefield seemed vivid in their minds. Now, looking at Wei Chi on the high platform, they sighed in their hearts.

The veterans knew that at this moment, the invincible Wei family army was back. They recalled the days when they fought side by side with the old prince, those difficult battles, and those moments of life and death.

The young soldiers had doubts, expectations, and disdain. They had never seen Wei Chi and only knew that Wei Cheng was their commander.

Wei Cheng, who was sitting in the audience, was somewhat incredulous when he saw the military token in Wei Chi's hand. He wondered why His Majesty would give him such an important thing.

But he did not dare to step forward and question it. This was a gift from His Majesty himself. Even if Wei Chi had the guts to do so, he would not dare to say anything in front of the imperial city.

Wei Cheng stood in the audience, and glanced at someone in the team. That person understood Wei Cheng's intention immediately, and spoke without hesitation, with a hint of doubt in his voice: "General Wei has never been in the army before, and no one knows his strength. Can the general really lead 20,000 Wei family soldiers now?"

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing a commotion among the people around. Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Chi, some showed doubtful expressions, and some people whispered to each other. Wei Chi felt the doubts of the people, and his face was calm, without any panic.

Wei Cheng stood in the audience, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile. His good brother had only known eating, drinking and having fun since he was a child, but he had been away from Beijing for three years. Could it be possible that he could suddenly learn martial arts in these three years?

Next, he continued to observe Wei Chi's reaction to see how he would respond to this sudden questioning.

This is a military camp. Even if his surname is Wei and he has the military token granted by His Majesty himself, he still needs real ability to convince people and get them to follow him.

Moreover, he is in charge of half of the army now, and he will not watch Wei Chi take the Wei family army into his pocket. They are all legitimate sons, so why can he get everything in the Wei family? The status of the crown prince was given to him, so now he has to give him the military power? Impossible.

The guard standing in front frowned at the person behind him. He shouted sternly, "How dare you doubt the prince?"

"The prince is holding the military token bestowed by His Majesty himself. We in the Wei family army are named Wei, and we are only loyal to His Majesty and the Wei family. Some people should not forget that the prince is the legitimate son of the Wei family, and was raised by the old prince himself." Captain Wei glanced at Wei Cheng who was standing next to him, and said sarcastically.

When they followed the old prince, they were all teenagers, about the same age as the current Prince Wei. When they were fighting on the battlefield, this kid was nowhere to be found. He relied on his status as the eldest son of the palace to boss people around. They had long disliked him.

What qualifications does a child born out of a concubine have to compete with the prince? They are loyal to the Wei family and the old prince. A cat or dog cannot make them, the old generals who follow the old prince, surrender. If the old prince had not asked him to endure humiliation and wait for the prince's return three years ago, he would have quit long ago. The prince of Wei is a useless thing, who was bewitched by a concubine and caused the death of the princess.

The old soldiers watched the princess grow up. After the death of Captain Yang, who was as close to the old prince as a brother, the old prince took Yang Wei, who was only seven or eight years old, to the palace and gave her to the old princess to raise. Later, he betrothed her to the prince of Wei. Yang Wei was such a good person, but it was a pity that the prince of Wei did not know how to appreciate her and kept a concubine, which harmed the princess and the prince.

When Wei Cheng heard this, his face instantly turned cold. He knew that the old man was pretending to be respectful in the past. Now that Wei Chi was back, he didn't even bother to pretend.

Wei Chi is the legitimate son, isn't he? His mother is now also his father's legitimate princess.

Wei Cheng clenched his fists and looked at Wei Chi on the stage, his eyes full of resentment. Why didn't he die outside?

"You grew up with our grandfather, so you must have learned from him. I have admired him since I was a child, but unfortunately he has always been in poor health and cannot practice with him. Since you, my brother, have inherited his skills, how about practicing with him today?" Wei Cheng walked up to the platform and said to Wei Chi.

When he was young, he didn't understand why his grandfather didn't like him even though he was his father's son. He thought that if he was better, his grandfather would look at him with a new eye and like him more. For this reason, he practiced martial arts hard since he was young, working hard every day, not daring to delay for a moment. However, when he grew up, he realized that his grandfather didn't like his father or his mother. Naturally, he wouldn't like him either.

Later, he stopped working hard for unrealistic things. He wanted the military power of the Wei family and the status of the King of Wei. For three years, he sent so many people to look for him, but there was no trace. Now that he knew he had returned to the capital, he was willing to sacrifice a high price just to find him and kill him coldly. But he was lucky and even escaped the cold-blooded pursuit.

Since I can't kill him in cold blood, I'll just do it myself.

"My Lord, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Captain Wei looked at the stage and said. He wanted to say something else, but Wei Chi stopped him in time.

The person in the letter that his grandfather wrote to him must be this Wei Duwei. He still had some impression of him and knew that he was worried about him. But if he couldn't beat top masters like Leng Xue and Huang Guifei, could he not beat Wei Cheng?

The suffering he had endured outside for the past three years was not in vain. He had always known Wei Cheng's strength. He was indeed not his opponent before, but things were different now. He was no longer the same person as before.

"Okay, you can be the chief general in the Wei family army. If you don't have some strength, it won't work even if your surname is Wei, right? My Wei family army has always respected only the strong." Wei Chi looked at Wei Cheng, his words full of calmness.

The people below listened to Wei Chi's words quietly, with different expressions on their faces.

Wei Duwei and others were a little worried. Although Wei Cheng's status was not good enough, he did have some real skills, there was no doubt about that. He knew the prince well. Three years ago, the prince didn't know any kung fu at all. Now, only three years have passed. He couldn't become a master all of a sudden. Others nodded slightly, as if they agreed with Wei Chi's point of view.

Especially the new recruits, they were all young, their faces were full of vigor and determination. They were young and passionate, and their respect for the strong was deep in their bones. They were the Wei family army, but if a commander had no strength, they would not take him seriously even if his last name was Wei.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire Wei family army became solemn and dignified.

Wei Chi looked at Wei Cheng opposite him, curled his lips slightly, and said, "Choose a weapon." After that, he picked up a spear from the weapon rack next to him.

Seeing this, Wei Cheng also picked up a spear.

On the high platform, two figures stood facing each other, both holding spears, their eyes revealing hostility towards each other, and a conflict was about to break out.

Wei Cheng took the lead in launching the attack. He stepped forward and thrust out the spear in his hand like a poisonous snake escaping from a hole. He sneered in his heart. It seemed that his younger brother had learned a lot of skills outside in the past three years. He even dared to fight with him on the same stage.

Wei Chi dodged to the side and swung his spear, drawing an arc and attacking his opponent.

The two sides fought back and forth, their spears intertwined in the air, making crisp collision sounds. The two men moved swiftly and agilely, and each move was aimed at the opponent's vital points.

Wei Cheng suddenly exerted force, and his spear swept like a whirlwind, while Wei Chi jumped into the air to avoid the attack. However, he turned in the air, took advantage of the situation, and stabbed the opponent's vital point with his spear.

Wei Cheng quickly raised his gun to respond, but even so, he was forced to retreat half a step by Wei Chi.

Seeing this, the people below had different thoughts.

Captain Wei looked at all this and felt a little excited. How did the prince learn such high-level martial arts in such a short time? Three years ago, he knew nothing.

Wei Cheng was secretly surprised, huh, he is different from before.

The atmosphere on the stage was tense, and the two men's breathing became rapid. They refused to give in to each other and tried their best, both wanting to win the contest.

The two men faced each other like enemies, anger burning in their eyes, as if they wanted to burn each other to ashes.

They were enemies to begin with, and it was a situation of either life or death. Wei Chi showed no mercy and aimed his gun directly at the vital points, as if he wanted to vent all the hatred in his heart.

The eyes looking at Wei Cheng were as cold as the twelfth lunar month wind, extremely piercing.

Grandfather, mother, elder brother, and everything that happened to him today were caused by the three of them. Now that he has returned to the capital, he wants to kill them, and there is no need to hide them now.

Wei Chi's eyes glared with flames, and the spear in his hand danced like a spirit snake, flowing like water.

Each attack was swift and powerful, with the sound of breaking wind, going straight to Wei Cheng's vital points. Wei Cheng responded with all his strength, but under Wei Chi's storm-like attack, he began to retreat step by step, and seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

His steps became increasingly disordered and his defense showed flaws, but Wei Chi's attacks became more and more fierce, pouring down like a storm.

boom!

In the last round, Wei Chi jumped up and kicked Wei Cheng to the stage. The spear in his hand fell steadily beside Wei Cheng. He looked at the embarrassed Wei Cheng coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Looking at the stage, the winner and loser will be decided immediately.

Captain Wei led the crowd in enthusiastic applause, and thunderous applause broke out from the audience, the sound was deafening.

However, those who belonged to Wei Cheng stared at him as he fell to the ground, with frustrated expressions on their faces. They somewhat accepted the scene before them, and their hearts were filled with disappointment.

Wei Cheng fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed. His failure was like a heavy blow, which made his supporters feel heavy. They may have been loyal to him, but now seeing his frustrated appearance, they were somewhat shaken.

The applause echoed in his ears, as if it was a humiliation to Wei Cheng. He actually lost to him, and in front of so many people. Looking at the disappointment in the eyes of those who supported him, Wei Cheng's heart sank.

Why can he never get ahead wherever Wei Chi is? He is unwilling to give in, but things will not end so quickly. It is not easy to take over the military camp.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wei Chi looked at the embarrassed man on the ground with a sneer on his face, full of sarcasm.

"How about it, do you still want to spar with me?"

"Hmph," Wei Cheng snorted coldly, stood up and walked out of the military camp, riding his horse towards the capital.

I can't let him stay in the capital any longer. If he doesn't die, then my mother and I will die.

Watching Wei Cheng going away, Captain Wei laughed heartily, "Hahaha, good, that's great, the prince is so powerful now. Under the prince's command, the Wei family army will surely regain its former glory."

Wei Chi looked at him and nodded, then said to the soldiers below him: "In the future, if there are still dissatisfaction, this general will be waiting for you at any time. Now, disperse and go to your own training."

Then he looked at the Wei Duwei and said, "The Wei Duwei, please stay."

After saying that, Wei Chi walked into the main tent.

In the main account, Wei Chi took out the note given by the housekeeper and read the words on it. He was right. It was Wei Duwei.