When leaving the handsome tent, Li Feng felt extremely anxious.
He didn't know what Chang Deyuan meant by what he said. He only remembered that the faces of all the generals present changed after hearing the words. Some frowned without anger, some kept their expressions unchanged, and some looked left and right.
But no one dared to speak first, and everyone remained silent as if they were mute.
No one would be stupid enough to take the initiative to reveal their preferred position in this situation, especially if they don’t know which faction the coach belongs to.
However, when all the generals left, Li Feng was chased by Chang Deyuan's soldiers, saying that the general wanted to see him.
Being summoned alone is usually a treatment reserved only for confidants. Although Li Feng has followed Chang Deyuan for several years and has made many achievements, he thinks that he has not yet reached the level of a confidant.
He anxiously returned to the commander's tent, and as soon as he entered, he saw Chang Deyuan looking at him.
"General!"
"Come here, I didn't expect the situation to change so quickly. The army has also been affected. General..."
Chang Deyuan's voice came gradually, but as a listener, Li Feng felt doubly stressed, just because what Chang Deyuan said was about major events of the court and even the world!
Tell him this kind of thing to a guerrilla general? What does it mean?
"Nangong Ming has been looking for you, right? He, well, he was supposed to be the leader of the new generation of the Nangong family, guarding the frontier, but fate made things unpredictable. The old general was forced to retire, and Nangong was buried in horse leather. He ran away angrily.
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"As a general of the Northern Army, I can act appropriately and inappropriately. It is really a helpless move."
"He hates me, but I don't complain. I just ask him not to act out of anger again. Your disciple Chen Ping has contacts with Nangong Ming. I want you to invite them to come to Beida Camp."
Chang Deyuan continued to speak, but Li Feng did not dare to respond immediately. He always kept what Nangong Ming said in his heart, if it only related to himself, that would be it.
But when Chen Ping and Nangong Ming are involved, they may even be involved in the new emperor. Once something changes, he cannot bear this responsibility!
"The last general..."
Li Feng was considering his words and was thinking about how to answer the other party's question. Suddenly, someone shouted from outside.
"General! If there is an angel, please see me!"
.......
Beidaying.
The visitors were naturally Chen Ping and his party. Chen Ping looked at the majestic military camp and sorted out the layout of the military forces in the capital and surrounding areas in his mind.
Nangong Ming and Luo Li, who were traveling together, looked at the military camp and were filled with emotion. This is the place where they once struggled!
Peking University Camp is both the command post of the Northern Army and the garrison of the Beijing Guards. It is also a training ground for new recruits of the Northern Army, which is of great significance to Luo Li and Nangong Ming.
"How long?"
"Ten years."
Nangong Ming grinned and murmured with a complicated expression: "If you hadn't made the world such a mess, no one would be willing to wade into this muddy water."
"The party struggles of the former Tang Dynasty are still vivid in our minds, and they will repeat the same mistakes one by one. Have any of the civil servants seen how ferocious the barbarians in the north are?"
"The soldiers of the Northern Army fought hard at the front, but they were better off stabbing the enemy in the back. Tsk! Two hundred years of losing Yanyun is not enough. I think they want to lose the Central Plains too!"
Luo Li pursed his lips and said nothing, but the determination between his eyebrows became stronger.
He is different from Nangong Ming. Nangong Ming was born as a general, while he was born as a reckless man. Although he fought for his colleagues and killed enemies, their fundamental ideas are different.
Nangong Ming said this, but in the bottom of his heart he still had the ambition to protect his family and the country. He was more inclined to punish evil and promote good in the world. Of course, the two of them coincided with each other in that barbarians were not allowed to touch the Central Plains.
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Chen Ping put up a pergola and looked into the military camp. He saw sergeants in the camp in twos and threes maintaining their weapons, playing Cuju and playing cards. It didn't look very formal.
"Is this true across the military?"
He tilted his head and asked Nangong Ming. Nangong Ming curled his lips and said: "Are you a soldier, not a human being? The military pay from the imperial court is only a small amount, do you think they are lazy and dishonest? If you can pay them enough money, promise to train every day
, I can train you a serious soldier in three months!”
"Uh..."
Nangong Ming rolled his eyes and sneered at Chen Ping, a boy who didn't know anything about military matters. Chen Ping touched his nose and it seemed that it was indeed what Nangong Ming said.
The ancient army was much worse than the modern army in all aspects, such as military discipline, organization, training, etc. The fundamental reason for this is still one word.
Money!
There is no money, so the food in the army is not good. Because the food is not good, it cannot train intensively, and because it cannot train for a long time, the organization level is very low.
Similarly, there are low-quality weapons and equipment caused by lack of money, and uneven quality of military personnel. Taken individually, these may not be too big a problem, but when added together, the combat effectiveness of this army is destined. p>
Fortunately, the soldiers in the Beida camp were not that bad, otherwise how could the Hulu have been repulsed?
"Are the troops from Peking University Camp the only ones defending the capital?"
Nangong Ming glanced at Chen Ping and replied: "Of course not, the Peking University Camp does not exist to defend the capital, the Forbidden Army does."
"It's just the current imperial army, haha!"
Chen Ping understood that in the early years, the Forbidden Army might have been able to take on the important task of protecting the capital, but now it is no longer useful, so this burden fell on the Beida Camp.
Thinking about it this way, the Northern Army is really working hard. They have to be responsible for the northern defense line and defend the capital at the same time.
However, hard work can also be interpreted as power from another perspective. The Northern Army is so important. No wonder the King of Chu wanted to get rid of Nangong Wen. No wonder Chang Deyuan was transferred from the Western Army to the Northern Army as a general.
Although there are some differences between the Northern Army in Beida Camp and the Northern Army on the border, especially in terms of combat effectiveness, it is still a force that cannot be ignored.
The key is that the garrison of Beidaying is only a few dozen miles away from the capital. This is destined that whoever can control Beidaying will have the power to control the capital.
"Beida camp is so important, why did Mr. Tianqi allow a person with an ambiguous position like Chang Deyuan to become a general?"
"Is it a compromise reached between him and the King of Chu or are there other reasons?"
While thinking about the reason for this, Chen Ping suddenly found a familiar face appearing in front of him.
"Senior Brother Li!"
After seeing Chen Ping, Li Feng's face was filled with a smile. This farm boy ten years ago has changed drastically. It was only one year between the time he met last year and the day he met today, but the speed of change was so fast that he could not recognize it.
Out.
"You won the sixth prize and won the first prize. When you won the first prize, I had something to do in the army and could not go to congratulate you. I have always felt regretful."
Chen Ping scratched his head and joked: "Senior brother, it's not too late to come and congratulate me when I have another session!"
Li Feng shook his head and smiled brightly. Chen Ping, who won the top prize, still maintained his original intention. This quality is commendable.
It must be known that many children from poor families forget about everything and even lose themselves once they reach the dragon gate, but he can't see this trend at all in Chen Ping.
This boy’s future is immeasurable!
"Come on, I heard that an angel is coming, and I think it must be you."
Li Feng waved to them, and Chen Ping and others immediately dismounted and followed.
When Chen Ping, Nangong Ming, Luo Li and others stepped into the camp of Beidaying, many veterans looked at them with disbelief.
Nangong Ming and Luo Li had complicated expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts. When they arrived in front of the commander's tent, they looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
"General, the angel has arrived!"
"Come in!"
Li Feng made way, and Chen Ping stepped forward and opened the curtain. As soon as he entered the tent, he saw Chang Deyuan, whom he had met once, sitting upright on the main seat, waiting for him.
"General!"
"Angel, please take a seat!"
There was not much politeness between them. After Chen Ping sat down, Nangong Mingluoli came in one after another.
"..."
Chang Deyuan looked at the two of them, and the two of them looked at Chang Deyuan. The three of them were all old acquaintances, but their stances were a little different at this time.
On one side is the current commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, and on the other side are two people who have left the army and have no status.
"I didn't expect that old friends would meet again today."
"Thanks to Chen Tiantian, otherwise it would be difficult for me to see them again."
Chang Deyuan was the first to break the silence and said with a sigh.
Chen Ping smiled and said nothing, and Nangong Ming sarcastically said: "I'm afraid General Chang doesn't want to see us. The good Western Army left the Western Army alone and came to occupy the Northern Army that my Nangong family has been running for many years. How have you lived these years?"
I’m not comfortable either, am I right, Chang Deyuan?”
Luo Li's eyelids twitched, seeming a little worried about Nangong Ming's sharp and violent attitude.
"Hahaha!"
Chang Deyuan laughed loudly as if he had heard some funny joke, then suddenly looked directly into Nangong Ming's eyes and asked coldly: "Beijun, is it from your Nangong family?!"
"You still don't understand why the Nangong family declined? Whether it's the Northern Army or the Western Army, they all belong to the imperial court and His Majesty!"
"You always talk about how the Nangong family is doing in the Northern Army. According to my words, if the Nangong family suffers this disaster, you, an arrogant and domineering guy, cannot escape the blame!"
Nangong Ming was choked up and speechless after being hit with a stick. His expression was stiff, and he tried to open his mouth to defend something but was speechless. The tightly clenched fists and the sweat seeping from his forehead showed his mood at the moment.
Chen Ping squinted his eyes to listen to the conversation between the two, and thought to himself: There are so many twists and turns in this, and there are so many grievances and disputes, as thin as silk, tsk tsk!
Just when Nangong Ming was reminded by Chang Deyuan's words and couldn't extricate himself from it, Luo Li patted his shoulder and took a step forward.
"Why mention old things again? We are not here to argue with you about who is right and who is wrong."
Chang Deyuan smiled, this is the right thing to do. He did not believe that these two cowards who killed barbarians on the battlefield in the past were timid, and then traveled around the world incognito, would be so bored to come to court with him.
He himself is in the court now, what's wrong?
"Nangong Ming, Luo Li is much calmer than you. The children of the Nangong family are good in other places. The only thing that is not good is being unruly. However, such people are the most deadly on the battlefield."
"The black sheep!"
Nangong Ming groaned, closed his eyes briefly and then opened them again: "I will take back the lost glory of the Nangong family with my own hands!"
"..."
Seeing that the heat was almost done, Chen Ping coughed twice and began to speak.
"I say, you guys don't have to do this. We need to find out that the King of Chu is the main messenger behind this."
As he said that, he turned his head to Chang Deyuan and asked with a smile: "This envoy did not go directly to Beijing and came to Peking University Camp first for this matter."
"I wonder what General Chang thinks of this?"
Chang Deyuan raised his head and stared at Chen Ping. He did not expect that Chen Ping, an eighteen-year-old boy, could still be calm and think clearly in front of him, a veteran who had been on the battlefield for many years. He couldn't help but think highly of Chen Ping.
"Six yuan and the third grade, tsk, Mr. Chen really doesn't look like a scholar. If he joins the army, I think he can achieve a lot."
Chen Ping responded with a smile: "Thank you, General, for the compliment."
"You ask me what I think? Well, to be honest with you, I need to know how far you can achieve it and how many chips you have on hand!"
The veteran's knowledge on the battlefield is different. Chang Deyuan went straight to the point and asked the core question.
"Chen Ping, how many chips can you offer?"
Gyeonggi, suburbs.
"Your Highness, this place is only forty miles away from the capital. Should we enter the capital tonight or take a rest before entering tomorrow?"
Among the mighty team, there were people in front and behind holding high flags and writing the word "Chu" in red letters and gold, which was so majestic!
In the middle of the team, on a chariot drawn by half a horse, the King of Chu looked into the distance with bright eyes. Even though the sky was dark and he could not see the distant view of the capital, it did not affect the excitement in his heart at all.
"There's no need to be so anxious. It would look ugly to be alone. Although the imperial brother is the first to pass on the crown prince, I can't be so rude."
"Pass it on and find a flat place to rest."
"Early tomorrow morning, set off for Beijing!"
Prince Palace Chief Shi sighed, turned around and ordered his subordinates to pass on the order, then moved closer and continued.
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"Your Highness, the news from the capital is that the Supreme Emperor is critically ill, and he has summoned the ministers of the Cabinet and the Ministry of Household Affairs to his bedside..."
King Chu narrowed his eyes, nodded slowly, waved his hand and said: "I know, isn't this what the emperor should do?"
"I went to the capital to be the regent, not to snatch the throne from my nephew. There is no need to report this kind of thing in the future."
"Uh, yes, Your Highness!"
When Chang Shi retired, King Chu's expression gradually turned cold. He pushed away the concubine who was waiting beside him, rolled up his silk dragon robe and sat up cross-legged.
"Brother, the emperor has recruited me to come to Beijing to serve as regent and assist the government, and why are you so anxious to make arrangements?"
"Could it be that you can't trust me? I haven't had any heirs since I was born, so will I still take over Chi'er's position?"
"Or are you saying that, brother, you want me to be Chi'er's opponent and trade my life for a wise king?"
Thinking of this, King Chu's face was as gloomy as water, and his original joy of going to Beijing to serve as the auxiliary king and taking over the world's power was washed away.
"Pa!"
He slapped the car window, which shattered, and King Chu's hand was pricked by a wooden thorn and bled.
"If you don't believe me, you won't be able to give birth to a son! My father made a promise at the beginning that your brother will be with me forever. After Chi'er is born, if you make him the prince, I won't fight."
"It's good to be a regent, but you shouldn't have to guard against me before you die!"
King Chu gritted his teeth and murmured in a low voice. The hatred accumulated over the years was like a torrential flood that washed away his reason.
There was a time when the idea of becoming a regent disappeared. At this moment, he just wanted to sit on the throne!
Under the night sky in the capital city in July, the King of Chu looked up at the sky, feeling dissatisfied.
And in the capital, in the palace.
Emperor Tianqi, who was lying on the sick bed, seemed to be aware of it. He turned his head and looked south, thinking about various things that might happen after King Chu entered the capital.
"Heh, heh!"
"Yuan Qi, you shouldn't blame me, this is fate, this is fate!"
"My father wants you and me to be brothers and support each other, but what you don't know is that my father once told me that you are narrow-minded and prone to acting on impulse, and you cannot be an emperor."
"I know that you will say that I lied to you. It is impossible for my father to say that... When the dust settles, you will understand whether it is true or false."
Emperor Tianqi thought to himself, and his vision blurred again until it was completely dark.