A trace of surprise flashed in Zhaojin's eyes, and his eyebrows were raised slightly. He rubbed his hands and said, "No, I'm not..."
He didn't mean it that way, and he was afraid that Xiang Ju'an would misunderstand whom he favored and underestimated...
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So he said warmly: "I don't want to ask the general anything."
Xiang Ju'an's expression became even more impatient, and he said: "Then why did you stop me? In terms of seniority, I am not qualified to answer your questions, Your Highness, right?"
Xiang Ju'an was in a hurry to leave and didn't want to spend too much time talking nonsense to him.
Since His Majesty established the Crown Prince, the ministers in the DPRK and the Central Government have unanimously expressed their goodwill to His Highness. Whenever the Crown Prince asks about anything, the ministers rush to report good things and do not say anything about bad things.
Xiang Ju'an despised this kind of trend. He had to lower his profile to please this bullshit prince who didn't understand anything. What's more, there was still someone on his head right now, so even if he had something to repay,
Yes, it's not his turn to speak.
Zhao Jin said: "I heard that during the northern defense battle, the general accidentally fell into the ice pond. It is extremely cold in the north. The general soaked in the water all night. I am just concerned about the general's health..."
Zhaojin's words made Xiang Ju'an's expression soften. He did not expect that Zhaojin would care about him, a new general who had just entered the army camp.
In this northern defense battle, Xiang Ju'an, as the vanguard of the army, had the unshirkable responsibility to be at the forefront, but this time the task assigned to him by his superiors was to sneak into the place at night and sneak into the area in advance.
After Xiang Ju'an arrived, he realized that there was no real hiding place on that road. He looked around and found that the leaves on the trees in the cold autumn had withered, making it impossible to hide.
Xiang Juan turned his attention to a pool next to him.
He decided to jump without hesitation. There were many talented people in the army, so since he joined the army, he would not be left behind.
Xiang Ju'an thought: If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't be able to catch the tiger's cubs. If you don't bear the child, you won't be able to trap the wolf.
According to reliable information, Guyi's army will definitely pass by here at night. As long as he insists on waiting here, he will definitely be able to wait.
Naturally, the result was that he was able to block the Guyi Army as he wished, but Xiang Juan's legs suffered something he had never suffered before.
When he jumped out of the water, he was focused on killing the enemy. When it was time to close the team, Xiang Ju'an realized belatedly that his legs could no longer hold up.
If the people behind him hadn't rushed over to support him, he would have had almost no strength to support him, and it seemed as if those legs were no longer his.
Xiang Ju'an is young and has a good face. Even though he suffered such a serious cold injury on his leg, he stubbornly refused to tell anyone. And when he returned to the capital to meet the saint, he was also the only person who would not seek benefits for himself.
, no matter how others asked for credit and rewards, Xiang Ju'an remained silent and never said a good word for himself.
Xiang Ju'an didn't know how Zhao Jin knew that he had typhoid fever in his legs, but just looking at his sincere eyes made him no longer annoying.
"No problem." Xiang Ju'an said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Zhao Jin smiled and said: "The general will definitely be an indispensable defense general of Xuli Kingdom in the future. My father said that caring about the national situation is not a matter of honor. If people's hearts are cold, who will be willing to shed blood."
Xiang Ju'an didn't say anything. He looked up at the sky. The sun was just right, making people feel warm.
Xiang Ju'an doesn't care about the rewards of gold, silver and jewelry. What worries him most is that there are too few people in the border defense team and the strength to support them is insufficient.
It was difficult for these words to reach His Majesty's ears. Every time he wanted to report this matter, he would be suppressed by his superiors.
There was no warning, and all Xiang Ju'an got was, "This kind of thing can be solved long ago, why can't I wait until you come to tell me?" "You can just take the reward, why bother bringing up these things to make His Majesty unhappy?"
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Yes, Xuli Kingdom's dependence on its western neighbor Hechiliu was no longer a matter of a day or two. Everyone knew it, but when it came to how to change the status quo, Han Zhen became a taboo topic.
Everyone dares to mention it, but no one can come up with the most appropriate solution.
Since Zhao Jin took the throne as the prince, he would go out for visits every now and then to understand the people's sentiments and experience the lives of the people. The war had just ended, and Xiang Ju'an was still living in the capital, thinking about the good things after the war. (The next page will be more exciting.
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I wanted to stay in the house and rest for a few days, but Zhao Jin suddenly came to the door.
He carried a large bag of medicinal materials and some newly made thick clothes.
"General, how have you been these past two days?"
Xiang Ju'an sat up, coughed slightly, and said, "Much better."
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Zhao Jin pushed the things he brought in front of Xiang Ju'an and said, "The general should be leaving for the north in two days. You can always use these things if you bring them."
Xiang Ju'an glanced at the things on the table and said disdainfully: "If Your Highness likes to spend time on these small favors, why not try it with someone else. Maybe others are doing this, but I'm afraid I can't bear it.
Your Highness, this—" He reached out and pushed these things back to Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin's face was obviously embarrassed, but he quickly calmed down and said, "The general is angry, I know."
Xiang Ju'an leaned against the wall at the head of the bed and remained silent.
Zhao Jin is just trying to be smart, who knows what he is really thinking.
Xiang Ju'an didn't even raise his eyes and said, "Oh? Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince is so clever that he can guess everything in Lian Chen's mind?"
Zhao Jin's eyes were serious and he said: "The general's concerns are also things I am considering."
He rubbed his hands and continued: "Actually, the general does not need to be so hostile. We will definitely have a cooperative relationship in the future. Aren't what you and I do are for the people of Xuli?"
Xiang Ju'an finally spoke up and said: "What's the use of thinking in your heart? Hasn't your Highness heard this sentence? "The mind is more than enough but the strength is not enough." If the central government is unwilling to send troops to the border, what should we use to fight? Is it possible?
Do you want me to run to the enemy and shout that I have sincerity and I will defeat everything with my sincerity?"
His words were naked mockery, not only mocking himself, but also mocking Zhao Jin.
The meaning is obvious: Your majestic Prince Xuli, do you think you can really benefit the people just by saying a few words about caring for the people?
This time Zhao Jin was stunned after hearing what he said, but he didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed.
Zhao Jin faced Xiang Ju'an's aggressive gaze openly, without evading it at all, and said, "General, just wait and see."
Xiang Ju'an didn't take Zhao Jin's words to heart, he just thought he was saying some high-sounding words out of necessity for the sake of face.
His Majesty, who has been in charge for so many years, has been unable to solve the problem, just relying on Zhao Jin, who has just been on the throne for a few days?
Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Xiang Ju Anshi does not believe it anyway.
For Xiang Ju'an that year, the biggest surprise was the new policy issued by the DPRK: all aristocratic families in Xuli could set up reserve army training camps, and the students they trained could go to the border to fight against the enemy and bring glory to the country.
Once this policy was promoted, aristocratic families responded positively, whether in the north or south, or in the capital.
For Xiang Juan, no matter what, this is news that brings hope out of despair.
Xuli began to have hope.
When Xiang Ju'an returned to the capital again, he had already made some major achievements and was awarded the title of second-class general.
Zhaojin also came to congratulate him: "Congratulations to the general on his promotion. I have said long ago that the general is the pillar of the country. If there are generals in Xuli, there will be peace."
He looked at the knife on Xiang Juan's waist and said, "The general's knife seems to be a little worn."
That knife was not an expensive one. Xiang Juan had it when he first entered the military camp. It has been used very smoothly in the past few years and has not been replaced.
Zhao Jin said: "It's just that I don't have a suitable sword to give to the general right now. A hero like the general must have a first-class sword to be worthy of the general."
Xiang Ju'an touched the knife at his waist and said: "A hero does not ask for a good knife, a good knife will find a hero."
When King Hechiliu visited Xuli, he brought many rare treasures. In order to please him, King Hechiliu asked Zhao Jin specifically: "To celebrate His Highness the Crown Prince's appointment as the crown prince, I specially presented hundreds of treasures for the Crown Prince to go first."
Pick.”
From the perspective of etiquette, Zhao Jin naturally could not go past His Majesty and choose the treasure first, but among a large number of jewelry, only the sword was so bright that no one could take their eyes away.
So Zhao Jin stepped forward and asked for your Majesty's reward: "I don't want anything. (The next page will be more exciting!)
Jewelry, but with the good intentions of King Hechiliu, my son and I could not shirk it, so I boldly asked my father for something."
Zhao Jin does not know martial arts, but he points to the sword with determination.
"I am asking for this knife not for myself, but for one person. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
Zhao Jin stretched out his hands and carefully picked up the sword, facing Xiang Ju'an, who was sitting at the banquet, smiled and said: "The sword is given to heroes. It is most appropriate for General Xiang to carry this sword."
Something finally flashed in Xiang Juan's always arrogant eyes.
That knife was the Bengshuang knife that Xiang Ju'an never left.
Ice avalanches, frost flowers fall.
Who still remembers the bright smiling face?
Xiang Ju'an lay on the bed, his thoughts finally coming back.
What King Ying said was right, and his resentment towards Xiang Juan was also right.
Xiang Ju'an had indeed promised Zhao Jin that he would assist him and protect the Xuli rivers and mountains forever.
But then he was Zhao Jin, and now, he is King Ying.
No matter how good Xiang Ju'an is, he will never do anything against the imperial court.
One emperor and one courtier.
Xiang Ju'an is just a tool without emotion. He will go wherever His Majesty directs him.
Whatever you point him to, he can only do.
There can be many Zhaojins in this world, but Xiang Juan can only obey one person.
That is His Majesty.
Even the words I once said with great ambition can only be ignored.
No one can follow their own wishes, and no one can live for themselves.
