Chapter 63 I'm Not Going Home
Jingzhe escorted the dandies, who were beaten beyond recognition, to the Dali Temple.
Jiang Rong got off the horse and found a big rock to sit on. "Tell me, what happened?"
"Princess Consort, Xun He insisted on causing trouble. He also said that General Chen lost the battle... and insulted General Chen..." Zhang San, Li Si and others hurriedly explained.
Jiang Rong's eyes darkened. It seemed that she had hit him too lightly.
"Princess, I was the first to start. I am willing to take full responsibility for any guilt." Chen Guangzong lowered his head and admitted his fault. He could not help but asked nervously:
"I...I want to ask, do you know the battle report from the front line?"
Jiang Rong certainly couldn't reveal the tactics of the Xie family army, so he said calmly: "I know. But victory and defeat are common in the military, and temporary victory and defeat are nothing."
"My father...he...is really injured?" Chen Guangzong became even more nervous.
He didn't care whether his father lost the battle or not, he only cared whether he was healthy...
"General Chen is indeed seriously injured..." Jiang Rong looked at him. Although the incident in Xunhe had happened, it did not affect the original plan. He said slowly:
"And...his injuries are very serious. The reason why he didn't fight is not because he is afraid of fighting, but because of his injuries, he may not be able to hold on..."
"Dad!" Chen Guangzong was struck by lightning. He collapsed to the ground and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.
Jiang Rong looked at the group of people again, "Your fathers and brothers are all in Pigeon Mountain. We may lose this battle, so everyone should be prepared."
If we lose the battle, people will die.
For a moment, Zhang San, Li Si and others all turned pale.
Young people always wake up only when they encounter major changes at home, such as the death of a loved one.
But by then, it was too late to regret.
Jiang Rong told them what would happen in the next few years in history, hoping...
They could figure it out sooner.
"But you don't have to worry too much. If the front line is defeated... His Majesty will definitely dispatch other troops to support. By then, someone will avenge you. For example, the Duke of Zhenguo, the Duke of Dingguo..." Jiang Rong said deliberately.
Chen Guangzong and the others all looked extremely ugly.
My relatives died on the battlefield.
Xunhe insulted them and called them trash.
Will he thank Xunhe's father for avenging his relatives?
this……
"I don't want them to take revenge, I'll go by myself! If anything happens to my father, I'll go to Northern Xinjiang!" Chen Guangzong said angrily.
Jiang Rong raised his eyebrows, "Why are you going? Are you proficient in military tactics? Do you know how to deploy troops? Or are you good at archery and can take someone's head from a hundred steps away? You don't know anything, so you're going to die on the battlefield?"
"I..." Chen Guangzong was stunned for a moment. Yes, what ability did he have to go to the battlefield and avenge his father?
"Your parents have entrusted you to the Northern Palace, so I will not let you die. If you are willing to go to the battlefield, you should hone your skills now. In the future, you can apply to be transferred to the Northern Frontier as a lieutenant of the Ceremonial Guards, or you can continue to stay in the capital." Jiang Rong looked at them and said:
"Your trial training in the Northern Palace ends today. Those who are willing to stay in the Ceremonial Guard Department can return to the Northern Palace with me today. Those who are not willing can go home."
Chen Guangzong immediately said, "I'm not going home!"
He wanted to escape every day, but now that Jiang Rong asked him to go, he didn't run away.
All the playboys looked at each other, and soon they started discussing in low voices.
"If Brother Chen doesn't leave, I won't leave either. I... I may be able to go to Northern Xinjiang in the future..."
"Yes, I want to go too..."
"I... probably don't dare to go, but I also want to stay in the Ceremonial Guard Division. I'm always bullied by Xun He and his gang, and this is the first time I have someone to back me up, and I'm not afraid of bringing trouble to the family..."
"I'd better stay in the Yiwei Division... With the Crown Prince's Consort protecting me, wouldn't it be more impressive than before? Even if it's a bit hard, at least I won't be beaten by others!"
Everyone has their own aspirations.
Not all dudes want to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy.
Some people don't have great ambitions.
Some wanted to fight in the battlefield, while others realized the benefits of the Ceremonial Guard Department, so none of the playboys quit.
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Beijing, Chen family.
Madam Chen received a note of unknown origin, saying that her son was tortured terribly by the Crown Prince's Consort...
Mrs. Chen just laughed it off.
How is that possible?
Why would the Crown Princess torture her own son for no reason?
Her husband is the Northern King's right-hand man...
But she felt a little uneasy because she had not heard from Chen Guangzong since he went to the Northern Palace...
I went to the palace to inquire and got the news that they had just entered the Northern Palace and were learning the palace etiquette in the other courtyard...
Closed for now.
This is reasonable, but I am still a little worried when I can't see anyone.
At this moment, he received another message from an acquaintance, written by Chen Guangzong himself, with the word "help".
Mrs. Chen could no longer sit still.
Soon, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li, who were on good terms with him, came to visit.
They were all very grateful to Madam Chen because their sons joined the Ceremonial Guard Department with Chen Guangzong.
Today, I suddenly received a message from my child asking for help. I was so scared that I quickly came to discuss with Mrs. Chen.
"Why would the Crown Prince's Consort suddenly target Emperor Guangzong and the others for no reason?" Madam Chen couldn't understand.
They had only dealt with each other briefly last time, but she had a very good impression of the Crown Prince's Consort.
"Madam Chen, these children have come to ask for help, and they are now on Qingsong Mountain. Let's go over and ask them what's going on, then we'll know," Madam Zhang said anxiously.
Madam Chen nodded, "That's right. We just need to say that we miss the children. There's no reason why the Crown Prince's wife wouldn't let us see anyone... Let's see Emperor Guangzong and the others first..."
After discussing it, the women decided to go and take a look together.
They were all half-believing and half-doubting that the Crown Princess was abusing Chen Guangzong and others, but they were worried because they couldn't see their son.
But when the women rushed to Qingsong Mountain, they saw from afar that the children all had bruised faces and noses, and their faces changed immediately.
"My son..." Madam Chen rushed over and hugged Chen Guangzong, tears streaming down her face: "What happened to you?"
Other women also rushed to their sons.
Chen Guangzong was surprised and asked, "Why are you here? I... I'm fine..."
"You've been beaten like this, and you still say you're okay?" Madam Chen felt distressed and angry. She turned to look at Jiang Rong and said angrily:
"Princess, I wonder what Guangzong did wrong that you want to punish him like this?"
"Mother...it wasn't the Crown Princess who hit me!" Chen Guangzong quickly explained.
Madam Chen was stunned. "But...what's going on? What's the matter with you sending me a message asking for help?"
"Yes...what happened?" Mrs. Zhang also asked Zhang San anxiously.
When Chen Guangzong and others heard the message, they all glanced at Jiang Rong with guilt.
actually……
All their little actions were under Jiang Rong's nose.
Without her permission, they couldn't pass a single note.
"We...we met Xun He, yes! He bullied us, so we sent a message for help...The Crown Prince's Concubine arrived in time and saved us!" Chen Guangzong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
It was a close call, I almost got exposed!
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