Chapter 216: You even held me in your arms

Jiang Wenjing heard that he was trying to change the subject, and said noncommittally: "Minister Xing, you are joking. I have been in the military camp for many years, so how can I have a confidante? I just found a place to live outside."

Xing Maozhi nodded when he heard it, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

He looked around, and suddenly reached out to pull Jiang Wenjing aside. When he was sure that no one was following him, he said: "General, I want to tell you something, and don't think I am trying to provoke you..."

He hesitated, and Jiang Wenjing knew that he was waiting for his attitude, and said seriously: "What are you talking about, Minister Xing? When I was young, you held me in your arms. I have always regarded you as my elder in my heart."

Xing Maozhi's eyes moved slightly, and he obviously didn't expect He said this and was stunned for several seconds. After a moment, he reacted and laughed dryly: "Haha, good boy, you still remember the past. No wonder you can become a general. You are really talented." After praising him

a few times, he said seriously: "Let's talk about the past later. Do you know that Jiang Zhaorong submitted a memorial, asking the emperor to revoke your title of general and replace you with Jiang Kang'an?"

Jiang Wenjing suddenly raised his head and looked at Xing Maozhi.

Xing Maozhi knew from his expression that he didn't know. He laughed in his heart, but his face looked sadder than his brother. He patted his shoulder gently: "I don't know what your father thinks, but in my opinion, you are much more capable than your elder brother... I'm not trying to provoke him. After all, no matter how talented Jiang Kang'an is, he has been lying in his room for two years. How can he be as smart as before in leading troops to fight?"

He looked at Jiang Wenjing who was thinking about something, and withdrew his hand: "Okay, I told you this just to prepare you mentally, so that you don't get too surprised when you are summoned by the emperor and do something out of the ordinary."

After all, that was his own father. He said that he had cut off the relationship, but could he really cut it off?

Jiang Zhaorong's move was tantamount to stabbing Jiang Wenjing in the heart.

Xing Maozhi looked at Jiang Wenjing with sympathy in his eyes.

Jiang Wenjing's chest rose and fell violently, and it took a while for him to calm down. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly dry: "Thank you for telling me, Shangshu." Xing Maozhi just waved his hand, and then heard him say: "I just don't know why Shangshu told me this?"

Xing Maozhi's heart skipped a beat, knowing that if he didn't answer this sentence correctly, all his previous words would be wasted. He thought for a while and said: "Just as I said just now, Jiang Zhao Rong thinks your elder brother is better than you, but I am different. The reason why I tell you this, in addition to the friendship in the past, is more importantly, the war between Tianqi and Mobei is imminent, the position of the general cannot be shaken, and the morale of the army must not be dispersed! "

Jiang Wenjing looked up, his eyes were extremely deep, Xing Maozhi looked directly at him, letting him look at him, as if a century had passed, Xing Maozhi felt that Jiang Wenjing's eyes moved away from him.

Then, Jiang Wenjing bowed his hands, saluted like Xing Maozhi, bowed his body to 90 degrees, and did not stand up for a long time.

This level is considered to be passed.

Xing Maozhi reached out to help him, the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes, and he shivered in the cold wind.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Jiang Wenjing stood up straight, his eyes were wet, and he was about to say something when he heard a commotion in front of him.

Xing Maozhi was shocked: "What's wrong? Could it be someone from Mobei?"

Jiang Wenjing frowned slightly, protected him behind him, and said with his head tilted: "Shangshu, go back to the prison first, and come out when I call you. Remember, you must not come out without hearing my voice."

Xing Maozhi was flustered by what he said, nodded repeatedly, turned around and walked towards the imperial prison under the protection of the guards.

As soon as he left, Jiang Wenjing's eyes were completely wiped out, leaving only confusion.

Xing Maozhi didn't have a deep intersection with him, why did he say this to him?

But now is not the time to think about this. Jiang Wenjing led the guards and ran towards the commotion.

...

Torre held a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pierced through the right shoulder of a guard. He exerted force in his hand, lifted the man with the spear, and swung it around, knocking down a large group of people. Torre

was particularly excited when he saw the blood. He fought more and more aggressively, forgetting his goal long ago, and even hooked his finger at the guards around him provocatively.

The Mobei envoy had a solemn expression on his face. He came up to him and said, "Your Highness, our goal is to rob the prison. There are too many people from Tianqi, and we should not fight!"

Torre looked at him impatiently, but he finally listened to him, and ran straight to the imperial prison with his spear in hand.

He shot one by one, and as he ran forward, his heart suddenly became alarmed. He dodged around and just avoided Jiang Wenjing's kick.

Seeing Jiang Wenjing, Torre smiled, his eyes emitting a bloodthirsty light: "It's you."

Jiang Wenjing held a long sword, and the sword was shining coldly under the moonlight: "This is a serious place of imperial prison, the prince's behavior is a bit too presumptuous."

Torre sneered disdainfully: "Presumptuous? You Tianqi people arrested my brother and my subordinates, and it is reasonable for me to rescue them!"

He shook the long gun in his hand, and the gun body made a series of buzzing sounds. Then he stepped on his feet, his body was as light as flying, and he jumped into the air, rising several feet in an instant, holding the gun body with both hands, and smashed it down fiercely.

Jiang Wenjing did not dodge at all, swung his sword to block, and with a slight flick, he deflected Torre's spear.

He thought, and imitated the moves in his memory, and then swung the sword lightly and freely, the sword body humming, and each move pierced Torre's vital points.

Torre exerted force on his feet, flew to distance himself from him, but was not in a hurry to attack, instead, he asked with a bit of doubt in his tone: "Why do you use our Mobei moves?"

Jiang Wenjing's hand holding the sword body trembled slightly, he did not expect Ji Tong's identity to be confirmed at this time, but there were too many people around, it was not the right time to talk.

"How difficult is this, I'm on the front line, aren't I fighting you Mobei people?"

Jiang Wenjing chuckled, and his smile was indescribably unrestrained and unrestrained.

There was still confusion in Torre's eyes: "No, it's not the same."

Jiang Wenjing was startled, thinking that he couldn't let him continue talking, and then flew up with a sword in hand, his figure was like a stream of light, and in a flash, he was in front of Torre.

Torre was not to be outdone, holding the spear in both hands to meet the attack!

The two soldiers exchanged, sparks flew, and a huge force knocked Torre and the spear away together.

Torre turned over in the air, fell to the ground, stepped back several steps before he stabilized his body, half-knelt on the ground, with the spear stuck in the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam.

He wiped the corner of his mouth, like a trapped beast, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared hoarsely: "Impossible! You are obviously not good at using a sword!"

He is obviously good at using a spear just like me, and I have just felt his moves. He is really unfamiliar with the use of swords. How is it possible!

How is it possible that he could defeat me like this? !