"Forget it, with the old marquis' prejudice against you, it is unlikely that you will be able to get out of the Jingji Army alive." Baili Changqing's voice made Lin Guiyuan feel ashamed, "Let's go to the Jiangxia Army to experience it first."

Lin Guiyuan suddenly understood that his cousin was testing him, and a long-lost warmth flashed through his heart. This seemingly cold and ruthless cousin was just a way that others did not understand. He was filled with emotion, "Thank you cousin."

Hearing the name of cousin, Baili Changqing frowned slightly. He was not disgusted with Lin Guiyuan's name. Whether he was willing or not, the relationship between cousins ​​was an ironclad fact. Instead, some words he had to say before, "You should understand the rules of Donglan military, to promote military generals, only look at military merits, not other things. In the Jiangxia army, you can only start with the lowest-level soldiers. The identity of cousin, the eldest grandson of the Duke of the Kingdom, and the Minister of Personnel, these identities are not worth mentioning. In the army, you are not my cousin, but just a lowest-level soldier. As for the future, it depends on your luck."

Lin Guiyuan had already understood this clearly and knew that his cousin had never said much, but he actually said so much in one breath. He was grateful and said loudly: "Thank you for your advice, the prince."

At this time, Butler Zhang whispered outside: "Your Majesty, the prince, the prince's prince and the prince's concubine's carriage are almost at the gate of the mansion."

Lin Guiyuan knew that his identity was not qualified to meet the prince and princess, so he immediately stood up and said goodbye, "Guiyuan said he would leave."

Baili Changqing nodded slightly, and suddenly said when Lin Guiyuan was about to leave, "The bitter cold in the army is definitely not the poetic and picturesque style of the literati."

Lin Guiyuan paused, and he knew it was his cousin reminding him, but since he had taken this step, he was willing to do anything. "Thank you, Prince, Guiyuan has decided."

"Okay, you go back!" Baili Changqing refused to comment. If Lin Guiyuan was really a talented person, he would be willing to give him a chance, nor would he watch the Duke Lin's mansion go down. He just treated it as a repayment to his grandmother's kindness for adopting his mother and treating her as his own. In life, who can not be entangled by these complicated and complicated things?

Just as Baili Changqing was about to go out to welcome the prince and princess, Chu Yao suddenly stepped in, holding a letter from the border, "Prince, Zhang He came to the military newspaper."

Zhang He is also a general under King Jiangxia. After King Jiangxia entered Beijing, the military affairs were temporarily managed by Chu Yao. Baili Changqing opened the urgent military newspaper, read it at a glance, and handed it over to Chu Yao.

Chu Yao finished reading it soon. At the end of the year, the Ministry of War actually withheld the distribution of military pay and cotton coats, which caused complaints.

Feng Wei also came. After reading it, he said angrily: "The Ministry of War is so impatient. Is it not easy for the soldiers to live a year?"

They thought there were 300,000 people in Jiangxia, and they wanted to cut expenses, which caused too much shock. At least they had to wait until after the New Year, and there was a buffer period. However, the Ministry of War was impatient to take action, clearly because they were not willing to let the Jiangxia army have a good New Year. Of course, the purpose was also very despicable, just to shake the Jiangxia army's unmoved trust and love for the prince.

However, because the prince's position in the hearts of his brothers over the years and the comfort and encouragement of Zhang He and Liu Xie and others did not cause any major fluctuations, the Ministry of War clearly had bad intentions in this move.
Chapter completed!