Chapter 365: What's the Difference Between Rebellion and Rebellion
Mo Jinchuan put down his teacup, glanced in the direction of the Liang capital, and said calmly, "It depends on when Wen Qi makes his move."
"Take action? Could it be that he hasn't even rolled back to the capital with his tail between his legs?" Cheng Duan became alert upon hearing this.
Because he was trapped in the city because of the damn epidemic, and later he had to wait for someone to sneak into Liang territory to support Mo Jinchuan and the others. This satisfying battle lasted for a long time but he didn't even get to the end of it.
Whenever Cheng Duan thought about it these days, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep or eat. He was so itchy that he wanted to rush to the nearest Liang army camp and kill them all.
So that those Liang thieves can see his face carefully, and tremble with fear when they hear his name in the future.
He gritted his teeth and said, "If he has the guts, just come at me. I'll beat him till he cries for his parents and doesn't recognize any relatives."
Song Yanxi glanced sideways. Is this how this word is used?
After Cheng Duan finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. He scratched his head and said, "I don't read much on weekdays. I'm sorry to make the prince and princess laugh."
Luo Yidao was amazed, "How can you be a general when you can't even read?"
Cheng Duan's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Not having much education and not knowing how to read are two different things."
"oh."
"you……"
Just as the two were about to start fighting, they heard a deafening drumbeat.
The drum beats were dull and urgent, and the listeners' hearts were lifted up unconsciously.
The city gate, which had been in good order, suddenly fell into chaos.
A commander-in-chief rode up on horseback and shouted, "Leave twenty men to guard the city gates and investigate anyone with suspicious identities. Everyone else, follow me!"
Cheng Duan muttered, "Such a big scene, is the Liang Palace on fire?"
Meeting his suspicious eyes, Mo Jinchuan said calmly: "It's no different from burning down the Liang Palace."
Cheng Duan suddenly thought of something and slapped his thigh, saying, "Could it be that Wen Qi is rebelling?"
Mo Jinchuan looked at him with admiration in his eyes, "General Cheng is smart."
Cheng Duan was a little embarrassed by the sudden praise, and scratched his head sheepishly before asking, "He is already the crown prince, and he is just waiting for Emperor Liang to pass away in a few years, and then he can ascend the throne smoothly.
Your Majesty, what is he trying to achieve by suddenly making such a scene, which is completely unreasonable and unjustified?"
Mo Jinchuan said pertinently: "Maybe he can't wait any longer."
"How many more years can that old man live? He doesn't even have this little patience, and he still wants to accomplish great things?" Cheng Duan sneered.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't contain his excitement and asked, "When His Majesty just mentioned taking action, could it be that he was referring to Prince Liang's rebellion?"
Mo Jinchuan just smiled and said nothing.
Seeing this, the admiration in Cheng Duan's eyes almost solidified into reality, and he even stuttered when he spoke.
"Your Highness is truly amazing! How did you know he would rebel, and choose today as the day to do so?"
Mo Jinchuan laughed and asked instead, "I am not a god who can predict the future. How can I know?"
Cheng Duan was so anxious that he couldn't sit still. He slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, Your Majesty, please stop keeping us in suspense. You're driving me crazy."
He kicked Luo Yidao across from him under the table, signaling him to say something.
Didn’t this guy claim that he and the prince are good brothers?
Now, the time has come to test the relationship between the two brothers.
Seeing that Luo Yidao didn't react, as if he didn't understand what he meant, Cheng Duan kicked again with more force.
Song Yanxi hissed softly and silently moved her legs to the side.
The rumors are true, General Cheng is indeed born with supernatural powers.
If she hadn't deliberately restrained the strength of her kicks, she would probably have been carried back to the border town in a sedan chair tomorrow.
Seeing Song Yanxi's little trick, Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but frown. He looked at Cheng Duan and asked, "I would like to have a sparring match with General Cheng. What do you think, General Cheng?"
Cheng Duan's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly, "Now?"
As he spoke, he stood up, and it was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer.
Just as Mo Jinchuan was about to agree, he caught a glimpse of Song Yanxi's cold eyes and suddenly changed his mind. "It won't be too late to spar with her again when we return to the border town."
Cheng Duan responded reluctantly and sat back.
As soon as my butt touched the bench, I heard Luo Yidao across from me chuckling, "Someone's going to get into trouble!"
Cheng Duan didn't understand the hidden meaning in his words. He thought he was mocking him for not being good at martial arts and being beaten black and blue by Mo Jinchuan, so he snorted coldly.
"At least I can still fight a few moves under the prince's hands. If it were you, you wouldn't even be able to get close to the prince."
Luo Yidao laughed slyly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, who can be as powerful as you, General Cheng?"
It was clearly a compliment, but Cheng Duan felt something was wrong.
While everyone was waiting for dark, he approached Song Yanxi and asked, "Princess, that kid wasn't saying good things, was he?"
"You mean Brother Luo?"
"Who else could it be if not him? If it weren't for the princess, I would have to give him a good beating."
He became more and more angry as he spoke, his fists clenched and cracked. "When he gets into my hands, I wonder if he can still be so stubborn."
Afraid that Song Yanxi might misunderstand something, he explained, "Don't worry, Princess. Cheng is definitely not someone who seeks revenge for personal gain. If someone like Luo Yidao is not tempered and thrown into the military camp, he will suffer greatly in the future."
Cheng Duan said, then he smiled as he thought of something, scratched his head and said, "He is different from me after all."
He had the support of the Cheng family in the southwest and benefited from the help of the imperial concubine and her son. Although he did not really climb up with their help, it is undeniable that he avoided a lot of trouble because of this relationship.
But Luo Yidao is different.
They chatted and laughed in private, and anything was fine.
But when he really arrived at the military camp, not only could he not be on friendly terms with His Royal Highness Prince Jin, he couldn't even do anything under his name.
If nothing is accomplished, it will only bring shame to His Royal Highness Prince Jin and make him a laughing stock.
If this really happened, all the civil and military officials in the court would know that he was Prince Jin's man.
A prince with a large army under his command openly cultivating his own power in the army, how is this different from treason?
It is difficult for Your Majesty not to be suspicious of him.
Let alone father and son. Ordinary fathers and sons are not of one mind, let alone father and son who stand at the pinnacle of power.
In the royal family, the relationship between father and son has always been that of ruler and subject first and then father and son.
There were too many rebellious words involved, and Cheng Duan realized it belatedly and said, "These words today can only be known by the princess and me."
If it gets out, you'll lose your head.
But having said that, he has no regrets.
Thinking that whether he said one sentence or ten sentences, he would have his head chopped off in the end anyway, Cheng Duan simply blurted out everything he had been holding in his heart.
He said a lot, but Song Yanxi's mind was in a mess and he basically couldn't remember anything.
There was only one sentence that she remembered particularly clearly.
He said, "My princess, please be more vigilant when you return this time. Cheng's words are harsh. I just feel that no one in the city really wants the prince to return alive."
Cheng Duan didn't say who those people were referring to, or maybe even if he did, she just didn't hear it.
The only thing Song Yanxi can be sure of is.
Every word Cheng Duan said was true.
Rather than seeing the two of them return safely, those people wanted to hear the news of King Da'anjin's death.
He was once invincible on the battlefield and guarded the border town for more than ten years. He rarely returned to the capital and never married or had children. With his flesh and blood, he was worshipped as a reincarnated god by them.
But now, his legs are just "disabled", and he can't be as brave as they hoped, so they want the god to fall.
She suddenly wanted to laugh, but her nose couldn't help but feel sore.
Song Yanxi raised her head, forced back her tears by gazing at the sky, and said softly, "Thank you, General Cheng, for telling me this."
Her answer was silence.
As if a blessing had come to her mind, Song Yanxi turned her head and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.
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