The king's apex spoils him and is reborn

the next day--

Duan Yan received the report just sent from the front line, and said helplessly: "General Ji has had fun all morning, let's postpone the military affairs."

The errand soldier looked puzzled, "This is reported to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I know." Duan Yan sighed, and explained the cause and effect clearly: "General Ji is happy when His Royal Highness is with you. If General Ji is happy, His Highness will continue to accompany you."

Xiao Bing stared at him dumbfounded, "But this military affairs..."

"Let's discuss among the generals." Duan Yan patted him on the shoulder, "His Royal Highness will not stay here forever."

Seeing the little soldier running away, it happened that Mo Yu also came looking for him.

Duan Yan: "What are you doing, I haven't seen anyone all morning."

"Deal with Director Xue." Mo Yu felt his mouth dry, took the water bottle on Duan Yan's waist, and after drinking it to his heart's content, he said: "Brothers put him in the room to watch."

Duan Yan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master wrote me a note earlier, asking me to help him prepare...Mixiang." Duan Yan spoke the last two words very softly, only two people could hear them.

"You can also prepare, and go back to the capital after you fall asleep."

Mo Yu looked at him sideways, and after a long silence, he whispered, "Actually, just tell His Highness clearly."

"It's not that you and I don't know the state of His Royal Highness these few days, we'll come and watch after we get off the battlefield." Duan Yan didn't take it seriously, "I know he won't leave at this juncture."

"General Ji is also reluctant."

Mo Yu looked back at the thatched hut behind him. Although the doors and windows were closed, there could still be hearty laughter occasionally.

"I didn't have time to ask last time. Has anything interesting happened in the capital recently?" Ji Muqing knelt on the couch, wrapped his hands around Xiao Beichen's neck behind the person, and gently pushed him once and for all.

Xiao Beichen held the book in his hand, and could barely turn over three pages.He tilted his head and said softly: "A few more marriages, does that count?"

Ji Muqing's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it true that all the brides have been candidates for the crown princess?" Before anyone could answer, he affirmed himself, then put his head on the person's shoulder and said happily, "My cousin did a good job. .”

Before leaving the capital, Ji Muqing specially compiled a matchmaker handbook based on all the memories of the noble ladies in the capital in his previous life, and then thought that most of his subordinates were unmarried men, it would be difficult to handle this matter, so he resolutely entrusted it to Ji Muxi.

"Miss Ji is still in her boudoir, how dare you let her be your matchmaker?" Xiao Beichen flicked the forehead of the person behind him.

A while ago, he was always paying attention to the selection of the crown princess. The king finally took a fancy to either his parents suddenly refused to marry a daughter, or he already had a marriage contract.After much deliberation, there must be someone secretly manipulating this.

"She also enjoys it. When I returned the letter from home, my father said that she was very busy." Ji Muqing grabbed his hand after doing bad things, and continued: "The process of choosing a concubine is complicated. Just look at it. For some days, such a long time is enough for my subordinates to design chance encounters, re-encounters, and three encounters. Of course, whether or not things will come to fruition in the end depends entirely on whether those young masters and young ladies are moved."

After a slight pause, Ji Muqing leaned close to his face and asked seriously: "I'm suddenly curious, how do you refuse those daughters who insist on marrying you?"

The corners of Xiao Beichen's lips curled up, and he said softly, "The characters don't match."

"what?"

"Or the posture of being strong on the outside and doing well on the inside."

Ji Muqing blinked. These words seemed very familiar, but they were the words he used to comment on others.After a while he said coyly: "You said this, don't rely on me."

"Injustice." Xiao Beichen pursed his lips.

"Ah - the monarch won't accuse me of this." Ji Muqing pouted and asked again.

Now Xiao Beichen didn't reply immediately, but held back a smile for a while, and then admitted indirectly: "Father stares at Tai Tuo every day, and his eyes can kill people."

"Xiao Beichen!"

"I'm here."

After a while, facing the snatching of books, Ji Muqing and his colleagues narrowed their eyes and said, "Whatever you did behind my back, you must do it honestly."

Xiao Beichen sat by the bed, abandoned the book and brought the man over, and said with a smile, "I bought a house in the suburbs."

"Can you live with me?" Ji Muqing leaned against the person and raised her head, her eyes gradually blurred.His hand slowly raised Xiao Beichen's chin, and there seemed to be a very faint fragrance in the air.

"We live occasionally." Xiao Beichen felt something strange.

Ji Muqing raised his eyebrows, "Occasionally, just us?"

"Hmm." The objects and shadows in front of me overlapped, and the light has been twisted together.Still hugging him tightly, Xiao Beichen continued, "The garden should be full of plum blossoms these days, and there is also a warm pond."

"Do you want to raise fish?" Ji Muqing helped him on the back, it seemed that the fragrance had worked.

Xiao Beichen smiled, probably only Ji Muqing would ask this question.At this moment, his limbs were completely weak, he slowly fell backwards, and slowly said: "I will support you."

Ji Muqing: "How can I lie down while talking."

Xiao Beichen looked at his unwillingness to hide his smile, sighed, and begged, "Mu Qing, be careful."

Ji Muqing's voice was a little trembling: "Well, the plum blossoms can bloom until the new year, no matter how bad it is, I'll see next year."

Seeing Xiao Beichen slowly close his eyes, he suddenly leaned down to kiss the corner of the other's lips with the last bit of tears remaining.

The warm winter sun shines through the window, leaving tranquility and beauty. Ji Muqing caressed the face of the person beside her and slept together for a while before getting up and opening the door and window.

This love deserves to be in the sun.

***

The desert stretches as far as the eye can see, but it is the most suitable for seeing off people, because after walking away from people for a long time, you can still see some shadows.In the time of remorse, one sound and one look back can break one's heart.

Winter is approaching, and the first snow is on the way.

After sending him away, Ji Muqing summoned Duan Yan and asked him about the battles he had been in for the past few days.After understanding the situation, he ordered: "Tell General Zhao Ke not to pursue and fight fiercely. Every day the soldiers have enough to eat, and they will come back when they are hungry after a battle. And move all our granaries to the west."

Duan Yan was puzzled, and asked: "Master, is this going to fight a war of attrition? With our current combat strength, it shouldn't be a problem to win the north in two months."

Holding on to the battle report, Ji Muqing raised his eyelids and said, "Although the Chijin Kingdom has just harvested in autumn, they still have to stockpile food until next spring. If we pretend to spend a long time with them, they will retreat faster, and we won't either." Too much sacrifice."

"Master is considerate." Duan Yan nodded.Then he turned around and was about to give orders when Ji Muqing stopped him again.

"If any prisoners of war are caught on the way, regardless of their position, they will be executed on the spot."

Duan Yan frowned, "Master, this is against the rules. If you are a surrender, you can't kill them at will."

Ji Mu paused, and his tone became colder, "Prisoners are the losers, and the losers on the battlefield should be prepared to die. Our generals can be merciful, but will the enemy do the same?"

Duan Yan kept silent, for some reason these words reminded him of the days when they sneaked into the south of Moyan Pass.The residents of Moyan Prison have been tortured for more than ten years, why should they let those vicious people go now.

After figuring it out, he bowed solemnly, "This subordinate obeys."

After the war of attrition was adopted, the war in the north became much easier.The enemy army has always hated their teeth, because the daily garrison raids are irregular. Before they could react, the garrison withdrew, but the rations they brought were indeed being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Therefore, on the day of Laba, the enemy retreated more than ten miles.But the wish of the garrison to take back the north before the year seems to be still unfulfilled.

"One month at most, and when the next spring begins, they should rush back to farm." A young soldier was stirring Laba porridge in front of the boiler with a large spoon in both hands.

Lieutenant General Xie Zhuo brought a bowl of porridge, sat down beside Duan Yan, and asked, "What does General Ji think? With the current situation, our soldiers can clearly beat them if we grit our teeth and fight with those Chijin infantry for two or three days. Run away." He blew on the cold porridge, "And you haven't been back this year?"

The soldiers in charge of the spoon responded, "Most of our troops stationed in the western region have moved their families here, and this year has been easier. But those of you who have guards in the capital, young and old, probably haven't been back for several months."

"It's okay." Duan Yan sprinkled a spoonful of sugar in his bowl, "The capital is not far away, these days I go back to see my family in rotation, and I will spend the whole year here."

Xie Zhuo: "What about General Ji?"

Duan Yan paused for a moment, "The master said that he will go back after winning, and the letter of pleading guilty has been written."

"Is this the custom in General Ji's family?"

"Yeah——" Duan Yan chewed the beans and shook his head, "Apologize to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Xie Zhuo fell silent.

These days, almost no one in the western region knew about the relationship between Ji Muqing and Xiao Beichen.But all the soldiers kept silent about this, after all, this matter is not well-received.

Most of the soldiers guarding the border are bystanders to the court affairs, but the change of royal power is inevitable.

Xie Zhuo looked around and was sure that Ji Muqing and Zhao Ke were discussing matters in the distance, so he asked in a low voice: "The current monarch only has two sons. General Ji thought that if the crown prince succeeds in the future, then the throne should be passed on to him in the future. who?"

The warming flames crackled in the ears, Duan Yan stared down at the bowl, and after a while he replied in a deep voice: "I don't know, the master has never told me about it."

Xie Zhuo was slightly surprised, and asked: "General Ji never thought about it?"

"Master has naturally considered it." Duan Yan immediately refuted it back, he pondered for a while, and said involuntarily: "Maybe it is the lineage of King Ning?"

"It's a good idea, why did you give that idiot a bag." At some point, Ji Muqing walked behind the person and gave him a heavy blow on the head stuffed with cotton.

"Master!" Duan Yan rubbed his head, there was still unswallowed Laba porridge in his half-open mouth.

"General Ji." The rest of the soldiers stood up and saluted.

"What are you doing behind my back?" Ji Muqing sat down on the other side of Duan Yan.

Afterwards, seeing that everyone in front of him buried their heads deeply, he straightened his sleeves to break the silence, "I'm... ahem, who said I wouldn't have an orthodox child." Way to express that in the future he will find a successor.

The generals looked at each other after hearing this.Xie Zhuo pushed Duan Yan lightly, "General Ji is drunk."

Duan Yan covered his face, got up and saluted: "I'm sorry, brothers, I will take my master a step ahead."

"I haven't talked enough yet." Ji Muqing didn't understand why, and sat firmly like a bell.He was about to explain in detail what this child is like and how he will teach him, Xie Zhuo smoothed things over and changed the subject.

Xie Zhuo: "General Ji, I have always had a question about my humble position, and my brothers are also very curious."

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay again after hearing this, but soon understood that it was not a word.

Ji Muqing's eyes brightened slightly, he changed his sitting position, raised his eyebrows and said, "Ask."

Xie Zhuo cleared his throat, and it took him a long time to hold back his words under the attention of everyone: "Who fell in love with each other first, General Ji or His Highness the Crown Prince?"

There were booing sounds all around.Xie Zhuo blushed slightly, and kept blinking left and right, as if to say: You have the guts to ask that question yourself.

"This..." Ji Muqing didn't notice the expressions of everyone, but fell into deep thought.

It seems that I really don't know clearly.

The author has something to say: I abused it a bit again, but the chapter on breaking the wall has come to an end, and I won’t write about this battle in detail later.

Ji went back soon, and soon... (Look at the corner of my mouth OVO