Although Feng Ye ordered him to go to the posthouse, Yuan Sikong was uneasy and did not dare to make any rash decisions, so he went to ask Yuan Mao.

Yuan Mao was able to get out of bed today, although it was still inconvenient for him to sit. But he was about to go out.

"Dad, your injury hasn't healed yet, where are you going?"

"I won't get in the way. The muskets donated by Datong Prefecture to Liaodong have arrived, and I am just about to go with the Governor-General to inspect them."

Yuan Sikong's eyes widened: "Firegun? But a single-soldier firegun?"

"Exactly."

The fire gun was an iron barrel loaded with stone bullets, lead bullets or iron bullets, and fired with gunpowder. The cannon was considered a large fire gun, but it was too heavy and usually only used in city battles. The individual fire gun, on the other hand, could be held by soldiers and was specifically used against cavalry. It was invented by the Feng family army, and they had heard of it a long time ago.

Yuan Sikong said happily: "Great, we have a musket!"

Yuan Mao also laughed: "King Jingyuan exchanged five hundred muskets for our two thousand war horses."

"But none of us knows how to use it."

"Prince Jingyuan will have someone teach us."

"Dad, can Kong'er go and take a look?" Yuan Sikong begged. He really wanted to see the powerful firearms that were rumored to be there.

"Maybe in a few days." Yuan Mao said, "Why didn't you go to the horse farm?"

Yuan Sikong then remembered the reason why he came to see Yuan Mao: "Dad, the young prince asked me to go to his inn."

"Why?" Yuan Mao frowned. He was obviously worried that Feng Ye would not let Yuan Sikong go.

"Your Highness has been to the horse farm for two consecutive days, looking for me..."

"What do I want to see you for?"

Yuan Sikong scratched his head and said uncertainly: "I think he might be looking for me to play."

Yuan Mao was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "The little prince grew up in the military camp, and this may be the first time he has seen someone of the right age. If he asks you to go, you should go, and don't disobey him."

"I understand, but I'm afraid Uncle Xu may not be able to handle the horse farm."

"He will send more people, don't worry, just go ahead."

"yes."

Only then did Yuan Sikong go to the inn with peace of mind.

——

When he arrived at the gate of the inn, he hadn't even found the guard to report to him when the guard pulled him inside: "Are you the son of Lord Yuan? You're finally here. The young prince has been asking about you all morning."

Yuan Sikong smiled knowingly.

When he entered the room, he saw Feng Ye sitting on a wide armchair, swinging his legs and looking at him with his chin raised.

Yuan Sikong knelt down and said, "Fuck... Sikong has seen the young prince."

"Get up." Feng Ye said as he jumped off the armchair and walked in front of Yuan Sikong.

Yuan Sikong stood up.

Feng Ye pulled his sleeve and said, "Follow me." There was a hint of joy on his face, but he didn't let Yuan Sikong see it.

The two of them entered the inner room. Feng Ye took out a small porcelain jar from the cabinet and handed it to Yuan Sikong: "Here."

"This is..."

"I asked my father for the plaster for bruises."

"Thank you, young prince." Yuan Sikong took it. In his eyes, Feng Ye was not only beautiful, but also more lovely now.

"Hurry up and put it on." Feng Ye was annoyed by his delay and simply snatched the small porcelain jar, "I'll help you put it on. Take off your clothes."

"I went home last night and applied some medicine to reduce the swelling."

"This plaster is excellent. Don't waste your time. Apply it."

"Yes." Yuan Sikong had no choice but to take off his shirt.

Feng Ye saw that the area on the back of his neck where the shoulder armor connected was swollen and purple. He frowned slightly, dug out some ointment, and gently applied it to the wound.

The medicine instantly penetrated into his skin, feeling cool. Even though charcoal was already burning in the room, Yuan Sikong couldn't help shivering.

Feng Ye wanted to say something, but was too embarrassed to do so, so he pursed his lips tightly.

After applying the medicine, Yuan Sikong quickly put on his clothes.

Feng Ye curled his lips and said, "A man from Liaodong wouldn't be afraid of the cold."

Yuan Sikong muttered: "I'm still afraid."

Feng Ye threw the plaster into his arms: "Take it home and apply it every morning and evening."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Feng Ye sat aside, staring at him with his big dark eyes, but didn't say a word.

Yuan Sikong wanted to laugh. When he first arrived at the Yuan family, Yuan Nanyu was a little shy and wanted to play with him but didn't dare to take the initiative. Feng Ye's eyes now were exactly the same as Yuan Nanyu's at that time.

Yuan Sikong was about to open his mouth when he saw Feng Ye also opened his mouth. They both let out an "ah" at the same time, which was quite funny.

Yuan Sikong hurriedly asked, "What do you want, young prince?"

Feng Ye said angrily: "You speak first."

"Uh, what kind of place is Datong Prefecture?"

"Well...it's quite cold in the winter, but very cool in the summer. The apricots in Datong are sweet, and in the autumn, yellow flowers are everywhere. The mutton noodles in Datong are especially delicious. I eat them every time..." Feng Ye gestured with his hand, "Such a big bowl."

Yuan Sikong was somewhat yearning: "I really want to go to Datong to have a look."

"What's in Liaodong?"

"There are mountains and forests in Liaodong, and three feet of snow. In winter, thousands of trees are covered with silver flowers, which is extremely beautiful. However, there is nothing delicious in the middle of winter, so my father would go up the mountain to hunt some game from time to time."

Feng Ye glanced at him and said, "You guys don't eat horses in winter, do you?"

Yuan Sikong hurriedly explained: "We don't eat horses!"

Feng Ye chuckled, Yuan Sikong was startled and then started laughing too. The distance between the two seemed to have shortened a lot.

Feng Ye's eyes sparkled with wonder: "I've never been anywhere except Datong. Liaodong is the second place I've come to. I heard that it doesn't snow in the south, the fish grow bigger than me, the sweet osmanthus flowers bloom and the whole city is filled with fragrance, the waves are several feet high, one day, I must go and see it."

Yuan Sikong also felt a yearning in his heart: "When your little prince grows up a few more years, he can travel around."

Feng Ye shook his head: "How can I be content with having fun if the Hu people are not eliminated? I want to assist my father and brothers and ensure that Dasheng will have a hundred years of peace."

Yuan Sikong said sincerely: "Your Highness cares about the world, which is a blessing for all the people." It seems that Prince Jingyuan has taught his children well, and Da Sheng may really be able to maintain peace and order for a hundred years.

Feng Ye smiled complacently.

"I heard that the little prince grew up in a military camp?"

"Well... not entirely."

Yuan Sikong looked at him curiously.

"My mother didn't have enough milk when I was born, so my father found a she-wolf to feed me. One night, the enemy attacked the camp in a heavy fog, and in the chaos, the wet nurse took me away. I lived with the wolves in the mountains for nearly three years until my father found me."

Yuan Sikong was shocked. He couldn't believe that someone could live with wolves, and a baby at that. He stuttered, "It's really a legend..."

Feng Ye shrugged his shoulders and said, "They treated me like a wolf, and I thought I was a wolf too. I didn't start talking until I was five."

"…Your mother must miss you very much."

Feng Ye's expression was somewhat gloomy: "I haven't seen my mother. After I disappeared, she became depressed and soon..."

Yuan Sikong understood the pain of losing a loved one very well. He said softly, "Your mother will be watching you in heaven. She will be happy if you are doing well."

Feng Ye nodded silently.

"So... you really can understand wolf language?"

Feng Ye grinned: "I understand. I have raised many in Datong Prefecture..."

"My wolf." A powerful voice came from outside the door.

"Father." Feng Ye replied loudly. He waved at Yuan Sikong, "My father is back, let's go."

Yuan Sikong was both respectful and fearful of Prince Jingyuan and did not dare to meet him.

Feng Ye saw what he was thinking: "What are you afraid of?" He walked up to him and pulled him away.

Feng Jianping was quite surprised to see Yuan Sikong. He looked at Feng Ye and found it funny.

Feng Ye pretended not to see it, while Yuan Sikong knelt down and kowtowed politely.

"Get up." Feng Jianping said, "I just saw your father. He accompanied Lord Li and General Han to inspect the muskets. Why didn't you go?"

"Your Highness, I am still young and cannot participate in such important matters."

Feng Jianping smiled and said, "I heard that you passed the imperial examination at the age of nine. You may be young, but you have a big heart."

Feng Ye looked at Yuan Sikong in surprise.

"This is my father's work, and I am just following his example. Fortunately, I am done."

"The selection of scholars is based on their real talents and knowledge, not luck. One day in the future, if you pass the imperial examination, maybe we will serve in the same court." Feng Jianping curled his lips, "Young people are formidable."

"Your Highness has lifted it."

Feng Jianping laughed and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It's rare for my wolf cub to meet a playmate of the right age. You don't need to care about the hierarchy or call him Little Prince. Just have fun."

"yes."

Feng Ye showed a look of delight.

"Wolf cub."

"Father."

"Have you memorized today's military manual?"

"Yes."

Feng Jianping patted his little head and said, "Dad will test you with a question every day. If you can answer today's question, Dad will take you to see the fire gun. How about it?"

Feng Ye's eyes lit up: "Firegun! Dad, please test me!"

Feng Jianping thought for a moment and said, "How about the two armies fighting in a deserted place?"

"Scattered land..." Feng Ye pondered, "Scattered land is where people fight on their own, it is not easy to fight."

"Why not fight?"

"The soldiers are close to home, they love their land, their wives and their children, they have no intention of dying if they advance, and they have a place to return to if they retreat."

"What if the enemy insists on fighting?"

Feng Ye blinked his eyes, thinking hard, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yuan Sikong stood behind Feng Jianping and anxiously mouthed, "If you don't go out, you won't be able to fight for many days." He had been fascinated by muskets for a long time and wanted to take a look at them. He wished he could answer for Feng Ye.

Feng Ye immediately thought: "If the enemy fights, I will not fight. If the enemy attacks, I will defend and break their morale. If there is no city to defend, then we cannot fight many battles. We should conserve our energy, set up ambushes according to the dangers, and win the battle in one go."

Feng Jianping turned around and glanced at Yuan Sikong, who quickly lowered his head, looking well-behaved.

Feng Ye looked at Feng Jianping nervously.

Feng Jianping did not expose him. He stood up and said, "Come on, take my wolf to see the musket."

"Wow!" Feng Ye happily hugged Feng Jianping's waist.

Yuan Sikong's face was glowing with excitement.