Writing Historians (IV)

A month later.

Zhu Tang temporarily took over the prince's job to help manage state affairs and set out to the front line to comfort the soldiers. This should have been done by the emperor, but under the instructions of the general system, the emperor suddenly fell ill. The queen led all the concubines to the national temple to pray for blessings, and this task had to fall on Zhu Tang.

Zhu Daoan and Pei Wensu were also in the team as court officials. They were both appointed by the emperor to assist Zhu Tang. At first, the team was silent, and they seemed to have little confidence in this visit. Someone suddenly discovered Zhu Daoan and Pei Wensu, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations.

"Why is Lord Zhu here?!"

"And Master Pei!"

Half of the people going there were civil officials and scholars. Upon hearing this, they turned around and wanted to catch a glimpse of the two talented young men. They had just become famous in the capital for a poem. Even the prime minister of the time, who was usually mean, was impressed by it and was interested in marrying into the Pei family. Their sudden appearance at this time was a big deal. All kinds of discussions were heard, and the pace of progress slowed down.

Zhu Daoan remained calm and slowly came out to bow in return. Pei Wensu was embarrassed at first, but after slowly letting go, he grabbed the former's shoulder and said, "Thank you very much. You don't have to praise me, praise him. Although he is not as good-looking as me, his talent and learning are still better than mine."

Zhu Daoan glanced at him calmly: "Noisy."

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the servants of the Pei and Zhu families joined in the fun, which invisibly eased the originally tense atmosphere a lot.

[Hahaha, you're being cocky again, aren't you?]

[Protagonist fans are happy again, please pay more attention to our two excellent babies]

Where are the fans of the suit? Why aren't they yelling now? It's so hard to guess.

This Celestial Dragon lady actually has fans? They all seem like fat otakus trying to be like the Celestial Dragons.

[Alright, alright, stop arguing and focus on Daoan and Wensu. Don’t let others think that we book fans have no manners.]

The commotion outside had almost made the group forget their purpose, and they didn't arrive at the camp until evening. The general who came to meet them was about forty or fifty years old. Everyone called him Lord Lin. He glanced around and his face darkened. "Princess, why are you so late?"

"You should ask them." Zhu Tang said nonchalantly, looking like he wanted to stretch, but was secretly stopped by the palace servant behind him: "I'm not a coachman, let alone those horses."

"this……"

General Lin choked and couldn't think of any angle to refute. Seeing this, Zhu Daoan stepped forward to help and said that there was a small problem and hoped that the general and the soldiers would forgive him. Then he ordered his men to take out the food and wine they brought and distribute them to the soldiers.

"I hope the general won't blame them. They were just following orders." The deputy general beside him was dissatisfied, saying that driving the carriage to escort the emperor was his job, so how could he let a few people rescue him? Zhu Daoan continued, "I am just a scholar. No matter how good my writing is, it is just a life on paper."

"Such knowledge and eloquence... is this Master Zhu?" The other man's expression gradually eased, and upon receiving the answer, he became relieved. "Thank you for the long journey, Master."

【Baby, you are a very kind baby】

[Those fans who are trying to criticize him for being a star, take a look! Your princess didn't say a word for the driver.]

Yu Wan leaned on her host's shoulder, her eyes wide open as she studied the person before her. Was it because she hadn't learned biology well enough? How could there be a baby in his twenties in the world?

Does a man remain a boy until he dies?

The soldiers were generally welcoming to the princess's arrival. They held a bonfire party in an open area of ​​the camp, slaughtered sheep, roasted meat, and sang and danced. Zhu Tang sat in the main seat, looking thoughtfully at the battle report handed to him.

"I wonder if Lord Zhu has a family?" After a few words, General Lin was extremely satisfied with Zhu Daoan. He was a rough man accustomed to the battlefield. At first, he had some prejudice against these civil servants, but now he was willing to call them brothers. "If you don't mind, why not choose a day to meet him at the palace banquet with my daughter?"

Out of the courtesy of a scholar, Zhu Daoan smiled but said nothing. But Pei Wensu next to him spoke quickly: "He doesn't have one! His mother asked me to introduce a girl to him a few days ago."

General Lin was overjoyed. He slapped his thigh and said "OK" three times in a row. He turned to look at Zhu Tang who was sitting on the seat. Although he felt a little disgusted with this princess who was halfway there, he felt even more uncomfortable when he saw that she did not talk to the soldiers to comfort them, but just read a book by herself: "Princess, can you tell the emperor about this?" Then he expressed his wish.

Zhu Tang looked up: "General, why don't you ask your daughter first?"

"What is there to ask? It's the parents' order and the matchmaker's words." General Lin suddenly felt a sense of amusement. "Lord Zhu is a man you can't find anywhere else in the capital." Then he paused, his eyes meaningful. "Princess, this is your first time back in the capital. I'm afraid you don't know how amazing Lord Zhu was at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."

As soon as these words were spoken, the civil servants present burst into exaggeration again.

Many viewers outside the screen felt awkward and started digging their toes into the ground for no apparent reason because it was too embarrassing. In addition, fans were flooding the screen with viral support and occasionally criticized Zhu Tang and the protagonists of other works. Passersby soon developed a rebellious mentality, and their attitude towards the two protagonists changed from appreciation to indifference.

Of course, the System Bureau didn't know about this and was still frantically modifying the plot to praise Zhu Tang and delete the bad comments about Zhu Daoan. Book fans were very proud of this, as if they had also achieved something. They controlled the comments, threw out data charts, and even their tone when explaining things to new audiences seemed extremely arrogant.

The mother system's mouth was almost crooked with laughter. Yu Wan probably hadn't expected this to happen, had she? She didn't realize how powerful book fans were. Now, let's see how arrogant she can be. Then, she directly sent the live broadcast room to the top of the website's homepage, allowing even more people to witness Yu Wan's ugliness.

By the evening, the number of people in the live broadcast room had tripled.

After three rounds of drinks, General Lin suggested that the soldiers have a competition. Originally it was just archery, but Pei Wensu suggested that they could have horseback archery. The group of people were excited and readily agreed.

"The princess has ordered that you must not... must not cross the line." A palace attendant hurried over and reminded: "You will only have one stick of incense to do so. Those who violate the order will be fined."

"I understand, I understand!" Pei Wensu waved his hand: "We know more about the battlefield than the princess!" After he finished speaking, he took a big leap, shook off his high ponytail, spurred his horse and disappeared into the night. The soldiers who were competing with him reacted and mounted their horses and galloped away.

[The ancient Greek god who controls youthfulness! ]

Can fans please stop flooding the screen with comments? Can't you just watch quietly? I only see you posting these meaningless messages.

[It was really noisy. As a passerby, I just came in and asked a few questions and was ridiculed by book fans. Now I just feel that these two men are very unpleasant. One is pretentious and the other is brainless.]

[If you don't understand, go away. Do you know how many awards our original work won? You're just here to criticize us. We don't need your little traffic.]

An incense stick of time passed, and the cheers still didn't stop. Zhu Tang put on her clothes and went out to check. General Lin was convinced that she was here to spoil the fun again. He suppressed his dissatisfaction and was about to speak, but Zhu Tang said, "If you don't come back, you will all be beheaded!"

"Princess………"

"Are you all deaf?!" Zhu Tang's voice was clear and resonant, but the people on the other side felt that she was deliberately ruining the atmosphere. She felt that she had been ignored and wanted to attract the attention of these hot-blooded men. She raised her head and said, "You don't know, in the military camp, only military orders are obeyed, not imperial decrees."

"If you want people to listen to your scolding every day, you should find a prince consort as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers turned their heads more or less. General Lin regained his dignity in his own area. Zhu Tang sneered. At this time, the sound of horse hooves rang out, rapid and chaotic, even clearer than Zhu Tang's previous admonition, and it struck everyone's heart directly.

Pei Wensu's lips turned purple, and he jumped off his horse covered in dust and dirt: "The enemy has ambushed us, and Lieutenant General Shen has been captured!"