Chapter 996 A Narrow-Minded Prince (Large Chapter!)

Clad in a brocade robe of azure and black, with long hair at his temples, swaying lightly in the breeze;

Behind him, two sword attendants each carried a sword case on their backs, their steps light and graceful;

The Great Chu swordsmith had arrived at the military camp of Great Yan.

Before entering the central military command area, they underwent round after round of scrutiny.

The expressions of the two sword attendants had changed from their initial serene composure, mirroring their master's, to suppressed shame and anger.

These Yan people, they weren't just checking, they were clearly trying to humiliate them!

Asking who you are?

Asking where you came from?

Asking why you've come here?

The sword attendants were akin to disciples, and they could only watch their master repeatedly answer the same questions.

Yan dogs,

They go too far!

However, each time their master answered, there was nothing unusual.

Passing through checkpoint after checkpoint, they finally reached the place where the royal banner was hoisted high, right before their eyes.

The swordsmith stopped, and the two sword attendants behind him also halted.

"What did I teach you? A sword wielder should have a focused mind."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The swordsmith slowly closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

Of the two sword attendants behind him, one was the son of a former servant, the lowest of the low in the old Great Chu;

The other was a descendant of the Xiong imperial family, publicly claimed to be a collateral descendant, but in reality, he was the youngest son of the current Emperor's second brother.

During the great fire in Yingdu, the Chu Emperor sent his rebellious brothers and their families, whom he had captured years ago, to the Yan people to be burned together.

However, there were bound to be some remnants.

When the Qian Kingdom's face-tattooed Chancellor was killed in prison, Master Cang also saved Li Xundao, taking him up the mountain;

He, the swordsmith, could also show some leniency and spare a remnant.

The swordsmith turned around, looking at his two sword attendants;

They were trying to restrain their emotions, but the effect was weak.

The swordsmith looked at his eldest disciple, named A Da, who came from a slave background;

Yan people were used to calling the firstborn son "Da Lang" and the second son "Er Lang," while Chu people were used to calling them "A Da" and "A Er";

"A Da, are you still angry?"

A Da lowered his head.

The swordsmith then looked at A Er, this remnant of the Xiong family;

"A Er, shouldn't you be happy to see this scene?"

The swordsmith didn't hide his background.

Logically, he should be feeling a sense of revenge now that the Chu Kingdom had fallen to this state.

"Replying to Master, this servant is not happy, this servant is very angry."

"Why?"

"Because this servant is a Chu person, and this land should belong to my Great Chu, but now it is occupied by the Yan barbarians;

Master should be the pride of Chu's swordmanship, but now he has to come here and serve the Yan king;

This servant feels that,

My Great Chu,

Shouldn't be like this."

The swordsmith's lips curved into a smile,

And said:

"A Da, your parents were imprisoned and killed by the local nobles for committing a crime, why are you angry?"

"Replying to Master, this servant doesn't know."

"You need to know that the Yan people once personally trampled over aristocratic families, the former aristocratic families of Yan were just like the nobles of my Chu Kingdom;

The Yan people initiated the imperial examination, giving commoners a chance to enter officialdom;

In the Yan army, everything is judged by military merit, not by birth;

The Yan king in that royal tent ahead came from humble beginnings, in other words, he has the same background as you.

He,

Even dug up graves, causing the nobles of my Great Chu to wail for thousands of miles.

You,

Why are you angry?"

"This servant... doesn't know, but this servant is just angry."

"Leaving aside my identity, you are you, if I weren't here, would you be angry?"

A Da thought carefully for a moment,

And finally came to a conclusion,

Saying:

"I would be angry."

"State the reason."

"This is the land of my Great Chu, and whether it's good or bad, it shouldn't be up to the Yan people to decide.

Without the Yan people,

This servant would follow Master and practice swordsmanship and forge swords well. If this servant's cultivation is not enough, I can forge famous swords and give them to others, so that they can help me kill people;

This servant would personally avenge my parents,

This servant would also personally wield a sword against those corrupt nobles;

If one day, the emperor of my Great Chu, the famous chancellor of my Great Chu, is willing to learn from the Yan people and trample the aristocratic families and clear out the nobles, this servant will also order the sword attendants of this servant in the future to carry this servant's sword and be the vanguard for the king and chancellor.

But no matter what,

We shouldn't borrow the hands of the Yan people to do things;

The Yan people are, after all, outsiders, the Yan people are, after all, wolves with wild ambitions, the Yan people... are not of our race."

After saying all this,

A Da glanced at the swordsmith with some worry and said:

"Master, did this servant... say something wrong?"

In this world, teachers impart knowledge and establish virtue;

Compared to imparting knowledge, helping disciples establish virtue comes first.

"You're right," the swordsmith replied.

A Da breathed a sigh of relief.

"But do you know that the first person to borrow the Yan people's knife to kill my Chu people was His Majesty?

Do you also know that although there is a saying that the reason why the Taizong Emperor of the Qian Kingdom chose to launch the Northern Expedition a hundred years ago was to collude with the barbarian royal court to jointly attack and divide his Yan Kingdom, this saying has always been just a saying;

But back then, the first to openly join forces with foreign barbarians was my Great Chu?"

"..." A Da.

The swordsmith stopped speaking and turned around to continue forward.

Ahead, brocade-clad guards blocked the way.

"Hand over your sword," the guard said.

"Hahaha."

The swordsmith laughed,

And said:

"If I hand over my sword, did the Prince summon me here just to play chess and listen to music?"

"Let him pass."

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

The brocade-clad guards immediately stepped aside because the speaker was the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint held no official position in Jinyang;

But this lack of official position was greater than any official position.

To say nothing else, just looking at how the Sword Saint was always inseparable from his Prince in the Jinyang opera could explain the problem.

Before, when the Fan City soldiers were almost out of Gou Moli's control, it was the Sword Saint who came to maintain order, representing the Prince's will to support Gou Moli.

The brocade-clad guards stepped aside,

And the swordsmith stepped forward.

The Sword Saint said: "Are you being too harsh on your disciples? They are still young after all."

Obviously, the Sword Saint had "heard" the previous conversation between the swordsmith and his two sword attendants.

The swordsmith shook his head and said, "Some principles must be understood by themselves."

"Then have you understood it?" the Sword Saint asked.

"No," the swordsmith answered bluntly, "I don't even know why I'm here, and why I'm not here to assassinate that man, but to protect that man."

"Actually, you know," the Sword Saint said, "Like the Xie family, the Dugu family has to find a way out and a new home for itself. After all, your surname is Dugu.

So, since you yourself are unwilling to face it, why force your disciples to face and understand it?"

"The student surpasses the teacher, I'm not as good as you in this life, so I have to rely on the disciples, right?"

Hearing this,

Even the seasoned Sword Saint couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his lips.

The swordsmith's heart skipped a beat, damn it, he gave him an opening!

The Sword Saint spoke:

"I'm afraid there won't be this opportunity. These two disciples of yours are indeed top-notch talents, I can see that they have already established a connection with the swords in their sword cases.

It can be said that whether it is sword forging or sword practice, they will be top-notch experts in the future. Given time, they will not be worse than the so-called Four Great Swordsmen of our time.

But, that's just our time.

My eldest disciple is a Qian person, he is straightforward, honest, and a bit dull. Now, he has only barely reached the third rank, I don't even bother to mention him;

I have a female disciple who is a natural sword genius, but now, she is only at the fourth rank, still a ways from the third rank, I don't even bother to mention them.

My two younger disciples are the most naughty, always giving me, their master, a headache.

The younger female disciple was born with the ability to connect with the Dragon Abyss sword intent, and I had to reluctantly give up the Dragon Abyss early on, and I still feel heartache now;

That younger male disciple is even more outrageous, when he was still nursing, he would often use sword energy to smash several cribs, wasting so many good things;

Alas,

Worrying."

The swordsmith rolled his eyes at the Sword Saint,

Damn it, he let him show off.

At their age, and at their level, the outcome has already been decided;

Back then, on the riverside, when he and Baili Jian jointly intercepted the Sword Saint, a two-on-one, it was actually the dividing line of victory and defeat.

However, they also looked down on these things and were more willing to focus on the future and see whose successors were more powerful.

"You're not at a loss," the swordsmith said, "I mean, did you follow that Zheng fellow early on because you were sure that the two children he would have in the future would be prodigies?

Are you like a weasel, waiting next to the hen house waiting to pick up scraps?"

The Sword Saint wasn't angry,

But laughed:

"That's the idea, I'm just after this, don't you think I made a profit?"

"Have some shame."

"How many pounds of iron is face worth? How many taels of swords can it forge?" the Sword Saint asked back, "In ten years, the Four Great Swordsmen of this world will be monopolized by my Yu Heping's sect."

"Old Yu, you're getting carried away."

"Indeed."

"But the martial world is, after all, just the martial world. I thought you had jumped out, but I didn't expect you to still be here.

You know,

How the high officials in the court view you, us, this... martial world.

Even Tian Wujing,

Didn't he also say back then that the martial world is nothing more than a third-rate thing?"

The swordsmith was actually arguing for the sake of arguing, because he really couldn't stand the Sword Saint's smug look.

To put it bluntly,

They are all masters in front of people, as if they were untouched by the mundane world, that's because they are too far apart from ordinary people, but when they are really together, they are actually no different from the peddlers and vendors in teahouses and taverns who are drinking buddies and boasting.

They should scold, they should be sour, they should be smug, and they should ridicule.

Hearing this,

The Sword Saint let out a long sigh, as if he had been hit where it hurt.

The swordsmith laughed first, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong, damn it, not again!

"Hahahaha…………"

The Sword Saint laughed out loud completely,

He had always had a martial world in his heart, but unfortunately, very few people could share it with him;

Li Liangsen had long been excluded, and Baili Jian was dead;

In the end, no one was more suitable than the swordsmith.

"I admit that Tian Wujing's words back then were half right and half wrong.

So, my two close disciples,

One,

Sat on the dragon throne at the grand ceremony not long ago, receiving the worship of Yan and Chu;

One,

Is the son of the Regent of Yan Kingdom;

Among those who practice swords, no one is higher in status than them;

Among those who are high in status, no one has better swordsmanship than them.

The martial world,

Can indeed be considered a fart,

Anyway, even if they can't beat them in the future,

They can just call people,

Call out ten, twenty, or thirty thousand iron cavalry, enough to plow this martial world back and forth several times."

"Old Yu, if you continue to be like this every day, I really can't stay here."

"Just this once."

"Then smile more," the swordsmith turned his head and glanced at his two disciples;

Suddenly, he felt that these two proud disciples of his were not so appealing anymore.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the Prince."

"Alright."

The swordsmith followed the Sword Saint towards the command tent;

Just at this moment,

Chen Xianba came out of the command tent, holding a pile of memorials in his hand.

The swordsmith saw Chen Xianba,

And Chen Xianba also saw the swordsmith;

Back then, Chen Xianba was indeed appreciated by the Prince early on, but what really laid the foundation for his rise was the battle of Fan City, where he beheaded Dugu Mu!

Which was... the swordsmith's grandfather's head.

Chen Xianba handed the memorials in his hand to the guards next to him,

A smile on his lips,

His right hand clenched into a fist,

Pressed against his chest,

And bowed slightly,

"Greetings, Master Swordsmith."

The person Chen Xianba admired the most in his life was the Prince;

He unconsciously imitated the Prince's every move, and even ruminated on its profound meaning.

Just like that day in the command tent, the Prince's arrangement for Xie Yu'an, including the Prince asking him to apologize to Xie Yu'an;

Chen Xianba savored it afterwards,

This was the real brilliance!

Therefore,

After recognizing the swordsmith's identity, Chen Xianba saluted the swordsmith very respectfully.

The swordsmith smiled slightly and responded with a Chu etiquette.

If beheading Dugu Mu's head was the real foundation-laying battle for the young man in the past; leading three thousand riders back and forth across the Wei River was the young man's ambition;

Then, the previous pursuit of Xie Zhuyang with a small number of cavalry for hundreds of miles could be called the best example of the new generation of Jinyang army representatives establishing their own position.

Perhaps the great victory in Shanggu County, personally commanded by the Prince, was too glorious, so the battles from Fan City to Guyue City were inevitably overshadowed.

But in fact, the near-miraculous use of cavalry tactics by Chen Xianba and Tiantian, two young generals, could be said to have tormented Xie Zhuguo almost completely.

Just a little bit, really just a little bit,

The Regent could have achieved the achievement of collecting all four Zhuguo's heads, and he, Chen Xianba, would have personally taken half of them!

Zheng Fan was originally worried whether he had made the situation too good, which would ultimately lead to Chen Xianba and Tiantian's growth trajectory and environment changing too much, making it difficult for them to grow to their achievements in the original trajectory;

Now it seems that he was overthinking.

The Prince didn't even look at the battle report of Shanggu County, but instead repeatedly reviewed the detailed battle reports of Chen Xianba and Tiantian;

Zheng Fan considered himself a late learner, who reached this step through continuous learning and imitation;

But some people's scripts are different from birth, they really are born knowing, this is not superstition, but you simply cannot explain it, they are young, but they know how to fight;

Perhaps, if you ask them to write a book on military affairs now, they can't write it, but if you throw them on the battlefield, they will know how to deal with it.

And in the swordsmith's eyes,

Chen Xianba was surrounded by a majestic aura of qi and blood, which meant that this young man, even if he didn't join the army, could achieve great things just by walking the path of a martial artist.

"When you were leading the army in the Wei River, I thought about finding an opportunity to kill you."

Hearing this,

Chen Xianba nodded,

And said:

"I know."

"Oh?"

"Several times, the Chu army's layout was a bit strange, I think, they wanted to lure me to advance rashly, but I didn't go in."

"What a pity."

"Yes, when I transferred a team of brocade-clad guards from the Prince to prepare to advance rashly, the Chu people returned to normal."

The swordsmith asked: "Do you still feel a little regret?"

"Yes, my Prince is too great, making it so that there are too few heads that we juniors can cut, there are too many monks and too little porridge, too many wolves and too little meat, not enough to share."

"Then what about me now? Have I entered the wolf's den?"

"Yes."

"Hehe."

Chen Xianba walked over, but stopped again,

And said:

"Master Swordsmith, when you want to get out of the wolf's den one day, remember to tell me in advance."

"What do you want to do?"

Chen Xianba smiled:

"We can also be considered colleagues, since you're leaving, we have to compete for the first place, so that we can... see you off, Master."

………

"This is the military supplies roster, it has been inventoried."

"Alright."

Nian Yao, wearing a mask, took the roster, glanced at it, and handed it to a Yan civilian official next to him;

The civilian official then handed it down, and finally, it fell into Guo Dong's hands.

The 20,000 Chu royal guards had to bear all their own expenses.

Guo Dong checked very carefully, and after checking, he opened a statement himself, and sent it to the commander of this army together with the roster.

Nian Yao sat there, playing with a small dagger in his hand, and occasionally scraping dead skin from his palm.

"General, the inventory is complete, nothing is missing."

"Okay."

Nian Yao nodded.

Guo Dong put down the things and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly,

Nian Yao stopped him:

"Wait a moment."

Guo Dong stopped.

"What's your name?"

"Guo Dong."

Under the mask, Nian Yao narrowed his eyes. The Yan logistics officer in front of him had a defect on his face, which was hard not to notice.

But after hearing this name,

Nian Yao was stunned for a moment.

……

"What's your name?"

"Guo... Dong..."

"Okay, this general will carve some flowers on your face to add some ingredients to your Marquis's soup. Doesn't your Marquis like to eat spicy food?

Then this general will give him some!

Come on,

'Clean' his face,

And carve words on it!"

……

"Can you recognize me?" Nian Yao asked.

Guo Dong turned around and said, "Although the General covers his face with a mask, and although his voice is much sharper, this humble officer can still recognize the General."

Afterwards,

Guo Dong added:

"Even if you accidentally turn to ashes, Dong will not forget the General."

Nian Yao saw the water bag and the water cup hanging on Guo Dong's waist;

This water cup has a story. It is said that the Prince gave it to Guo Dong when he ate at Guo Dong's house.

"This General is thirsty."

At this time, Xu An came over. He came to rectify the military discipline of the royal guards in advance. Of course, this was the stated reason, but in reality, he was using the excuse of installing military discipline officers to add Yan spies inside.

He saw this scene, but said nothing.

"Okay."

Guo Dong responded, took off the water cup from his waist, poured water, and personally delivered it to Nian Yao.

Nian Yao picked up the water cup and took a sip,

And said:

"Don't you hate it?"

"The Prince has already avenged us."

In front of 100,000 Tiger Ben, he castrated the Chu General.

"What else does the General want to eat? I can open a small stove for the General. This convenience can be given."

"This General eats very well."

"Then this humble officer is relieved."

"Guo Dong..."

"Does the General have anything else?"

"Really don't hate it?"

Guo Dong shook his head and said, "I can't afford a hate."

"Oh, can't afford it?"

"Dong is a Yan person, still a Yan person, was a Yan soldier, still a Yan soldier."

Guo Dong said,

Shaking his head,

And said:

"Dong is clumsy and can't think of those imposing parallel sentences. If the General has the leisure to wait, he can wait for my stinky boys to study in the academy for a few more years, and then tell the General."

"Okay, this General is waiting."

"You wait well."

Guo Dong turned to leave;

But Nian Yao said: "Don't you want the cup?"

"If the General likes it, it is given to the General."

"This General doesn't take what others love, I'll give it back to you."

"Alright."

Guo Dong took back the cup and re-hung it on his waist.

After Guo Dong left,

Nian Yao said to Xu An standing next to him: "He should want to scold me very much."

But Xu An smiled and said, "Dongzi won't, Dongzi has already seen through it."

"Oh?"

"The winner is always easy to let go."

"That's the idea."

"In addition, some things, An shouldn't say."

"Say it, I'm listening."

"The General should be cautious."

"I'm just teasing him... no, I'm just teasing myself, where did I go wrong?"

"The Prince hopes you can be good."

"The Prince is generous," Nian Yao said.

Xu An seemed a little surprised that Nian Yao could actually say that the person who personally ordered his castration was generous;

"Don't you think so?" Nian Yao asked back.

Xu An shook his head: "The Prince is stingy."

"Hahaha, that's interesting, you dare to say that about your Prince."

"General Nian, when you handed over to the people of the Secret Spy Division, I know that your family seems to be still alive. You are not here for meritorious service, nor for glory and wealth, but to earn a way out for your family.

Do you know,

This is because Guo Dong really doesn't care about you anymore,

If he goes to the Prince and cries,

What do you think your end will be?"

"Kill me? When I'm still useful?"

"The Prince will," Xu An said word by word, "Our Prince is very stingy."

"Stingy..."

"Therefore, we are willing to die for the Prince."

……

"Where is Chu Zhuguo Xie Zhuyang!"

"Here."

A young man in silver armor, riding a Pixiu, led a group of cavalry to the front of Guyue City and shouted loudly.

After a while,

The gate of Guyue City was opened,

Two rows of armored soldiers were discharged from inside,

Xie Zhuyang sat in a wheelchair, pushed out by his guards.

He had a knife wound around his waist, and the wound penetrated to the bone, which is why he couldn't stand up now;

Even the doctors were not sure whether he could stand up again even if the injury healed;

And this knife,

Was thanks to the silver-armored youth in front of him.

If it wasn't for that woman who appeared in time and repelled him, maybe he really wouldn't have been able to return to Guyue City alive.

But,

Looking at himself,

And looking at the silver-armored young general who was also injured at the time,

He was being pushed like an old man,

The silver-armored young man could still stand tall with his knife;

He was young after all...

Indeed he was young.

"On the order of my Great Yan Regent, Xie Zhuyang is ordered to make preparations in advance. When my army arrives, open the gates of Guyue City and supply the army. There must be no mistakes!"

Tiantian finished reading the Prince's decree.

Xie Zhuyang looked back at the walls of Guyue City behind him;

Not long ago, he was willing to use himself as bait for this city and for this Great Chu, in order to give Great Chu a chance to turn the tables.

But now,

He was really going to do the act of opening the door to welcome thieves.

Great Chu,

There was no hope.

Helping the Yan people attack Qian was actually giving Great Chu a new lease on life, otherwise the Yan people would just wait and exhaust them to death, and Great Chu would not be able to hold on at all.

After His Majesty and the Regent formed an alliance and bowed their heads,

Chu was able to preserve itself, but correspondingly, all forces and families in Chu began to cooperate with the Yan army under the guise of "justification."

To say something heartbreaking, everyone was looking for a way out and making friends for the future under the "justification."

The matter of national war can be put aside for the time being, each for its own master;

What happens after the national war, if you resist again, then...

This was... the sorrow of Great Chu.

Xie Zhuyang licked his chapped lips,

And shouted:

"As you command."

……

"How is this wine?"

Zheng Fan looked at the Chu Prince sitting below him.

The Eighth Prince drank the wine in his glass in one gulp,

And said:

"Sour, sweet, and delicious, with endless aftertaste."

The Eighth Prince was captured and imprisoned with Nian Yao during the Battle of Fan City.

However, Zheng Fan did not embarrass him too much at the time, and even let him meet with Xiong Liqing to express their "deep affection between siblings." Afterwards, he packed him up and sent him back to Chu.

This time, he was here as an envoy in the Chu army;

Xie Yu'an was responsible for the affairs, and he was responsible for the façade.

In the defeat of Fan City, Chu not only lost the main force of the Dugu family's private soldiers and the Dugu family's Zhuguo, but Nian Yao's end became a shame for the entire Chu;

Correspondingly, the Eighth Prince, who was captured, has been idle all these years after returning to China.

The more stinky Nian Yao was, the more stinky he was;

It was not until today that he was re-enabled and thrown here by his brother-in-law.

He had a sweet mouth,

Originally, he softened quickly when he was captured. Now that the situation was like this, the Chu nobles began to compete to cooperate with the Yan people, to cooperate with the Yan consort, and even his own emperor was cooperating...

Then, what reason did his idle prince have not to "kneel and lick", calling one brother-in-law after another, so affectionately.

Zheng Fan asked:

"Then do you know what kind of wine this is?"

"Brother-in-law, I can't guess this."

"This is wine mixed with horse urine."

"..." Eighth Prince.

"I heard that during the first Battle of Wangjiang, you took a flower boat outside Yupan City, and urinated a long stream into the Wangjiang River, and said that you would give it to the Yan soldiers to drink together and flow south."

"Brother-in-law... I was young at that time."

"Thank you for your hospitality back then, so this time, I will repay you for the Yan soldiers who drowned in the river that year."

The Eighth Prince got up from his seat,

Looked at Zheng Fan,

And said:

"Prince, why are you suddenly humiliating me like this?"

"Do you want to ask why I didn't make things difficult for you back then? It's very simple, I didn't defeat the entire Chu at that time, so I didn't think it was necessary to make things difficult for you.

Now, Chu has been defeated by me;

Now,

I want to say to go on an expedition,

You Chu, from top to bottom, have to cooperate with me!

The Emperor bowed his head to me,

The Xie family sent troops for me,

The swordsmith of the Dugu family has to hold his sword and stand guard here for me!

Just right,

You're here again today.

Tell me,

What use do you have?

Just,

Let me let out the breath that I owed."

"Prince, to humiliate me like this, wouldn't it damage your reputation?"

Zheng Fan laughed,

Pointed to the command tent curtain,

And said:

"It was you who spread the matter of urinating in Wangjiang in Chu;

I allow you to spread the matter of me forcing you to drink urine, come, come, damage my reputation.

After damaging my reputation,

Hehehe,

Do you still have the face,

To live?"

The Eighth Prince's hands were tightly clasped to his clothes.

"I thought the Prince was a man with the world in his heart..."

Zheng Fan walked down from the commander's seat,

Reaching out,

Grabbed the Eighth Prince's neck and interrupted him directly:

"My heart is in the world, and my deliberately making fun of you are not contradictory."

"Bang!"

The Eighth Prince's face was pressed directly to the ground by Zheng Fan,

"I, am a stingy person who can't be stingier."

Zheng Fan reached out,

Pointed to the wine pot on the coffee table,

And said:

"There is another pot there, undiluted.

Either,

You go drink it,

Or,

You get out of this command tent."

The Eighth Prince got up, silently walked to the coffee table, picked up the wine pot: Gulu Gulu Gulu...

"Is it good?"

"Good... good to drink."

Zheng Fan turned around and happened to see his son standing at the entrance of the commander's tent.

There was a tradition of excellent children in the academy being stationed by the Regent's commander tent in advance. Zheng Lin was wearing a guard's uniform and had changed his appearance.

And the "real" Prince had returned to Jinyang with his sister.

Zheng Lin had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth,

Seemingly unexpected,

His old man,

Would actually have such a narrow-minded time.

Zheng Fan reached out and patted his forehead lightly,

Okay,

He let this stinky boy see his old man's joke.

……

Outside the command tent,

The father and son walked side by side.

Zheng Lin said in a mocking tone: "That's your commander tent, aren't you afraid it stinks?"

"Son, your father has to watch him drink it."

Zheng Lin "hehe" said,

And said:

"He's right, you could have taken revenge back then, but you deliberately left it until now, and you came up with that reason, it's really a joke."

"Are you saying that your father is narrow-minded, or moody?"

"Both."

Zheng Lin said bluntly,

"They all think you are a great Prince, but in my eyes, you are not."

Zheng Fan reached out,

Put his arm around his son's shoulder,

Zheng Lin instinctively resisted, but first, he was sealed, and second, his father was at least a fourth-rank martial artist;

So, the resistance was ineffective, and he was still embraced by fatherly love.

"When I captured him alive, the reason I didn't find fault with him was because there was no reason to find fault with him."

"So, you admit that you are gloating now?

Zheng Fan,

Aren't you childish."

"Alright, Dad is childish, Dad is just a villain, you have to learn more, so you can live longer."

After getting this explanation,

Zheng Lin took two steps back, and Zheng Fan also stopped using force at this time, and Zheng Lin broke free from Zheng Fan's embrace.

"Go collect the military memorials, Dad is going to inspect the camp."

Watching Zheng Fan walk away,

Zheng Lin turned around,

Who would have thought that he would see his master, the Sword Saint, standing behind him.

"Master."

Although his sister said that he had no sect in his heart, Zheng Lin respected the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint was different from the godfathers, but the Sword Saint... was more powerful.

Zheng Lin believed that he not only witnessed the scene in the commander tent, but the Sword Saint, who was always responsible for protecting his father, must have "seen" it too.

After all, no movement in the commander tent could escape him.

"All along, this teacher has been unwilling to interfere in the matters between you and your father, but this time, this teacher has to come forward and say something."

"There's nothing to say," Zheng Lin said.

"It's because of this teacher. Back then, when your Shiniang was about to give birth, this teacher was anxious to go back. In order to accommodate me, your father didn't wait for the guards, but rushed back with this teacher.

Passing through Wangjiang,

There, we encountered an assassination.

Your father used the method of a Fangshi, and in the name of the Yan Kingdom's military meritorious Marquis, he led tens of thousands of Yin soldiers from the bottom of the river to break the situation.

Without the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers who obeyed orders after death and fought back,

Your father would probably have died on the frozen river surface at that time.

Then there would be no sister, and there would be no you.

First defeating Chu, this is for the greater good, because your father promised Tian Wujing, who is your brother Tian's father.

Today, for the dead souls of the past, let out that breath.

In fact,

Your father has always remembered it in his heart and has never forgotten it.

You once asked this teacher why I have always been willing to stay by your father's side to protect him.

This teacher can tell you,

Your father, despite his thousands of faults, has one thing that has never changed.

He is unfeeling, but he values righteousness;

Although it is right and proper to pay debts;

But this proper thing,

I have never seen a second person who can practice it like your father."

Speaking of this,

The Sword Saint smiled,

And continued:

"Once upon a time, I was also puzzled as to why the gentlemen in the Prince's Mansion have been following your father since he was a nobody."

"Then, Master, have you found the reason?"

The Sword Saint looked at Zheng Lin,

He actually discovered some special relationship between the Demon King and Zheng Fan. After all, he was a member of the Prince's Mansion. Many times, the secrets of the Prince's Mansion were open to him.

He once thought that was the real reason;

But it wasn't until,

He had been by Zheng Fan's side for almost ten years without realizing it.

He realized...

The Sword Saint shook his head,

And replied:

"I found it."

"What is the reason?"

"Basically, there is no need for any reason."