When he came here, Jun Lingye had already expected that his situation would not be too good, so there was not much of a gap. The purpose of this time was not to be competitive. He was interested in something more important than the Southwest Palace.
The purpose of this trip is military power and a lawless city. The Southwest King will be eradicated by his father sooner or later, so he is not in a hurry.
"Come back, Xiaonan." He called the boy back, and stepped out of the carriage himself to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, the door creaked open, and a lazy boy walked out.
"Ha!" He breathed a sigh of relief and stretched his body. He said in a bad tone: "Why are you making such a fuss? It's broad daylight. Who are you looking for?"
When Xiao Nan heard this, she was unwilling. She rolled up her sleeves angrily and looked like she wanted to fight: "What do you mean by this? My seventh prince has arrived, why don't you, a concierge, just say hello to him?"
No matter how you say it, Jun Lingye is still a prince. Even if he is generous, he cannot let a concierge trample on him at will. The warmth in his eyes turned into gloom, and his slightly narrowed eyes looked dangerous.
The concierge didn't feel cold at all. He lazily raised his hand and said in a perfunctory manner: "I would like to send my regards to the Seventh Prince." Before the other party could say goodbye, he stood up on his own.
He wouldn't believe this attitude even if no one instigated him. Now was not the time to vent his anger on the little porter. The first step was to see the King of the Southwest. He, the supervisor, wanted to enter the military camp.
"Is your prince still in the house?" Jun Lingye didn't care about it, which not only meant that others would fall for his tricks, but he picked his ears and said, "He's not here, he went to the military camp."
After getting the answer he wanted, Jun Lingye didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, turned around, got on the carriage and went straight to the military camp.
The porter looked at the back of the carriage with a mocking smile: "Bah, what the hell are you doing, Prince? Just wait and see!"
Xiaonan, who was in the carriage, was so angry that she felt like she was in a ball, her cheeks bulging as if she was being grievances: "Master, look at him, it's too much!"
"Haha, Xiaonan is angry now? We will encounter even more extreme things in the future. You need to temper your temper. This is not the capital and I can't protect you."
Xiao Nan has been with him since childhood and has always been by his side, so he can use it with confidence. The only drawback is that he is too impulsive and easily offends people.
"Master, I'm just so angry. He's just a porter and he actually asked you to get off the carriage yourself. He also spoke rudely. I really want to strangle him to death!"
"Okay, okay, just wait until we get to the military camp." It was easy to have such a living treasure during the boring journey, so he comforted the boy first.
After wasting a long time, they finally arrived at the military camp. Unexpectedly, they were rejected immediately. No one could enter the military camp without a personal letter from the general.
Jun Lingye's brows were already furrowed. Is Sikong Zhen's power already so great? He looked down at the imperial edict written by the emperor, which was like a piece of waste paper here.
"You are bold and arrogant. My master is the seventh prince of the Chengtian Dynasty. How can you ask for instructions? With the emperor's decree, who dares to resist it!" Xiao Nan did not expect that they would be made things difficult for them in every way.
He felt even more uncomfortable when he saw his master's downcast expression. If his master made things difficult for him, his servant would not be much better. He understood the principle of both prosperity and loss.
"What is the imperial edict? Who knows whether you are real or not? I told you not to act like a bitch to me. If I don't accept this, even if the king of heaven comes, I won't be able to do it! A bunch of cats and dogs still want to enter the military camp?"
Soldier A guarding the door spoke in a rough voice and looked at Jun Lingye with disdain. He looked like a playboy. What kind of prince was he pretending to be?
"Haha, Brother Jia is right. This boy is fairer and prettier than the girls. Aren't you afraid that we will eat you when you come here? Do you dare to sleep in the camp at night? Hahahahaha!"
The other soldier's eyes were lewd and evil, and he looked up and down at him with a very disgusting look, which made him feel uncomfortable and sticky all over his body, which was very disgusting.
Jun Lingye knew that most of the people in the military camp were rough and unreasonable, but he didn't expect to be so unreasonable. Showing the imperial edict was useless, and the prince's token was useless. The soldiers at the door closed their eyes and asked for the general's handwriting.
"This is the rule in our military camp. If you don't want to, you can go back to your capital. How about sleeping with your big white ass in your arms? The military camp is not suitable for a naked man like you."
The sarcastic words were getting harder to hear. His face looked like an overturned palette, and he could only growl: "Let's go back to the Southwest Palace."
After getting on the carriage, he coughed repeatedly. The wounds on his body were not healed yet, so he could only swallow a few pills with a gloomy face.
Xiao Nan hurriedly brought a cup of tea and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?" Jun Lingye stopped coughing and waved his hand. He was just angry.
"Master, why don't we write a letter to the Emperor? The Emperor will definitely deal with them if they are so arrogant!" Xiaonan has a simple mind and can only think of going to the Emperor at this moment.
"Then wouldn't it be better for me to go back to Beijing?" He said with gloomy eyes: "Do you think I am an unweaned child? If you are bullied, you have to go back to find your father to make the decision? Even if the king of Southwest beats me now, the emperor will not do it.
Say he made half a typo."
"If you don't understand, just shut up and don't make any noise!" After scolding the boy, he forced himself to relax and lean on the carriage, letting it stagger forward.
The power of the Southwest King is greater than he imagined, and the so-called imperial power here has long been ignored. If you want to gain a foothold in the military camp, you must find another way!
As expected, he still hasn't seen the King of Southwest. This time the servant has a better attitude than the last one, but he doesn't say anything serious. If he asks the prince where he is going, he will go to the military camp. If he asks when he will be back, he will say no.
Know.
"Seventh Prince, please don't make it difficult for us servants. We servants only listen to the master's affairs. Where can we inquire? Are you right?" The soft knife sharpened Jun Lingye and he almost went crazy.
Okay, can't you delay? He wants to see how long Sikong Zhen, an old thief, can delay. If he has the ability to delay for a year and a half, he can just send troops to attack without having to enter the military camp.
He didn't see the shadow of the Southwest King for three days in a row. This time, after he went to the palace to greet him in the morning, he didn't wait for an answer and went back to the inn to rest.
Taking advantage of this time, he renovated the dilapidated palace here in the city, prepared to tidy up and moved in.
If he was not in a hurry, others would naturally be anxious. Seeing that the time was almost up, Southwest King Sikong Zhen ordered his servants to bring the Seventh Prince in when he came again.
Because Jun Lingye stopped going to the Southwest Palace and started eating, drinking and having fun in the city and did not actively ask for an audience. Of course, he did not hide the letters sent to the emperor at all, and sent them all back to the capital in a confident manner.