Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...
It’s not that the people sent by the Cui family are useless, but that the people they met are too strong.
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One thousand fully armed soldiers, all of them were elite private soldiers of the Nan family, some of whom were even the trusted personal soldiers who had followed the Grand Marshal Nan Cang for many years.
There are usually only a few hundred elite soldiers like this in an army of ten thousand people, but General Nan was so generous as to allocate two hundred of them to Nan Luoying.
Although the others are not as good as these trusted personal soldiers, they are all elite soldiers selected from hundreds of miles away.
Such a gesture made the two brothers Nan Wu Ju and Nan Wu You, who were serving on the side and dared not say a word, jealous.
"We all know that Luo Ying is your granddaughter, but you can't abuse your power for personal gain."
Nan Wuyou couldn't help but whisper to Nan Wuju, "Brother, are we really your biological children?"
Nan Wu Ju glared at him angrily, "Nonsense, I'm not his biological son, how can Luo Ying be his biological granddaughter?"
"If you put it that way, it seems so."
Nan Wuyou rubbed his nose, feeling that the logic seemed to be correct. "But, the gap is too big. When we first led the army, the adults were not so generous..."
Nan Cang glared at the two mumbling brothers, "What do you know, you bastards? Do you really think the emperor ordered you to allocate these 1,000 men to Luo Ying?"
"Well, what else?"
Nan Wuyou asked in confusion…If these soldiers are not allocated to Luo Ying, then who are they for? Why don’t you understand what I mean, sir?
Nan Wu Ju was at least a little more perceptive than him. He frowned slightly and then understood what Nan Cang meant, but he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Sir, are you saying that this is the emperor's guarantee for us to stay in the capital?"
"What do you mean?" Nan Wuyou opened his mouth and looked at Nan Wuju, then at Nan Cang. He felt his scalp itchy and couldn't help scratching it.
Nan Cang ignored him, but nodded slightly and whispered softly, "Yes, the emperor asked us to leave these 1,000 people to tell us that as long as my father and I do not rebel outside, the Nan family in the capital will have no worries!"