Zhao Shu was unaware that Huo Baichuan was about to thoroughly investigate Master Miaokong. She changed her clothes, still dressed as a man, but this time she disguised herself as an ordinary soldier in the grain supply army.
The relief grain delivered to Jiangnan was sent by the Weiting Division. They provided several sets of military uniforms for the men, disguised them as ordinary soldiers, and had them follow the grain carts with long spears.
"They would never have imagined we'd switch to the land route," Xiao Guozi said. "I just hope Chen Ran and You Ma are alright."
Su Xiu, who was standing next to him, snorted coldly after hearing this and said, "The person they want is the princess. They will definitely be furious when they see that it is Chen Ran and his group. However, Chen Ran is not someone to be trifled with."
Zhao Shu glanced back at the two people who were whispering to each other, wiped her sweat, and fanned herself with the large leaf that Wei Tingsi had picked. She really didn't understand the weather this year. There were floods in Jiangnan, Shuzhong, and Chujun, while the capital area was extremely hot.
"Use this." Wei Tingsi handed over a fan made of broad palm leaves. He also had another, larger one in his hand, which he was using to fan Zhao Shu.
Yan Zelu and Hu Yichen exchanged a glance, their hearts bleeding, numb with pain. They felt as if they had lost face in the Yongwang Mansion. They lowered their heads in unison. The general was utterly disappointing. Where was his majesty? Where was his domineering presence? All of that was gone. Now, all that remained was a servant who fanned them, shaded them from the sun, poured them water, and picked fruit for them all day long.
Yes, that's right, it's a servant!
When the group stopped for a short rest, the princess casually remarked, "I wonder if there is any fruit in the mountains."
So the general used his more than ten years of light-body skills to find fruit for the princess, which was a waste of his talents. Many times, Hu Yichen couldn't stand it and felt that the general was really losing his dignity. So he took the initiative to help the princess find fruit, but the princess was not happy about it!
They say only those picked by hand show sincerity.
The princess was not the kind of woman who would make things difficult for others; she was very easygoing and approachable. However, aside from occasionally wanting to eat fruit, she would sometimes come up with some rather novel requests.
It's not difficult, but...
For example, last night, it was dark and we couldn't travel, so we chose an open area to set up camp, had a meal, and the real soldiers either went on duty, rested, or gathered together to chat about their fathers and childhood stories.
Suddenly, the princess said, "The stars in the sky are so beautiful. If only there were songs to listen to right now."
Well, picking fruit, fanning the cool, serving water, and providing shade—these things may not be in the style of a great general, but as long as the general is willing, it doesn't matter. After all, the general admires her.
But making the general sing is a bit much, isn't it? The general isn't an actor!
That's not all. After saying that, she sighed and added, "I like songs that involve singing and dancing, but the songs shouldn't be too sad, because sad songs affect your mood."
It's already excessive to ask them to sing and dance at the same time, but the song can't even be sad. If they were generals, they would never tolerate this. Has the world turned upside down in Da Yong? How can a woman make so many demands?
Although the one making the request was a princess, their general was no ordinary person either, and his status was not inferior to hers.
Hu Yichen and Yan Zelu couldn't hold back any longer. How could they not be angry at the princess for going so far? They immediately stood up and ran away.
Unaware of the truth, Xiao Guozi happened to be returning home and bumped into the two of them. He asked in a high-pitched voice, "Why are you two running away?"
Before the two could answer, Wei Tingsi coldly said from behind, "One person dances and the other sings. Don't make me say it a second time."
The two men froze instantly, slowly turned around, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and swallowed hard. "General, your subordinate... your subordinate is clumsy... I don't know how..."
"Hmm?" Wei Tingsi raised his eyes, the threat in them striking the hearts of the two men, a chill immediately spreading through their limbs, causing them to tremble.
"General... your subordinates really don't know how." The two men bowed their heads and begged for mercy, their posture as humble as could be, wishing they could bury themselves in the mud.
At this moment, Zhao Shucai realized what was happening and quickly waved her hand to defuse the situation, "I was just expressing my feelings, I didn't mean to ask them to sing or dance, really." She chuckled, wondering what would happen if she harshly reprimanded Lu and Hu Yichen for singing.
Now all that's left are ancient tunes like Kunqu Opera and tea-picking songs, which aren't what she wants to hear. The reason she feels this way is because the nights in Dayong are just too boring.
Wei Tingsi didn't know either. Since Zhao Shu had already spoken, he gestured for Hu Yichen and Yan Zelu to go cool off somewhere else and not disturb him and Zhao Shu watching the stars.
Yan Zelu and Hu Yichen felt greatly relieved, patted their chests, and huddled together with Xiao Guozi and the others, keeping a distance from Zhao Shu and Wei Tingsi, so that they could only see them but not hear their conversation.
Once they were far away, Yan Zelu spat out, "The general is so cunning. He does what he knows himself, making himself seem omnipotent so he can deceive the princess. He makes us do what he doesn't know. It's exhausting."
Hu Yichen's eyes flickered, and he tugged at him, whispering, "Are you itching for a beating? I think the general is deliberately making you suffer because he sees you have too much of a problem with the princess. Humph, and you've dragged me into this too."
"You have to speak from your conscience. You have no complaints about the princess? Who was it that volunteered to pick fruit?" Yan Zelu couldn't stand it anymore. He wouldn't take the blame. It was clearly Hu Yichen who had more complaints. Fortunately, the princess was easy to talk to and didn't hold grudges. Otherwise, if the general had insisted that they sing and dance, he couldn't even imagine what a disaster that would have been.
It will probably be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Hu Yichen was younger and not a soldier, so he had a bit of a bandit mentality. He raised his head and retorted to Yan Zelu, "I'm going to tell the general that you said he was treacherous."
"Ancestor, you're my ancestor, okay? The general is a bit cunning, but he's good to the princess. Just for that, I've already forgiven him in my heart. Besides, the princess is so easy to talk to. If she becomes the general's wife, she'll probably be able to keep him in check and not be too strict during training." He started daydreaming, and when he got excited, he even grinned foolishly.
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