At this moment, Kong Wenmin respectfully led over a burly man in his early forties with extraordinary bearing. The man was very handsome, with eyes as sharp as torches. Although he was only wearing an ordinary black silk gown, he exuded an air of nobility from head to toe. It was obvious that he was of noble birth and had been in a high position for a long time.
"Why is it so lively?" The man looked curiously at the group of soldiers who were surrounding something, three layers inside and three layers outside. The soldiers outside were standing on the table and stretching their heads to look inside. From time to time, loud cheers broke out from the huge crowd.
"Your Highness, it should be... the Madam who is telling the soldiers a story," Kong Wenmin looked in that direction and said a little awkwardly. He looked at the man's surprised expression and then hurriedly explained, "The Madam is approachable and treats the soldiers very well. Occasionally, when she is in a good mood, she will tell the soldiers a story, and she is deeply loved by the soldiers... Please don't misunderstand, the Madam is usually very reserved and never does anything that will damage the reputation of the royal family."
This person was none other than Pingxi King Zhong Zhiling. He had just arrived with his army, and Kong Wenmin hurriedly welcomed him to the camp. As a result, he encountered such a scene as soon as he entered the camp. Kong Wenmin was inevitably uneasy, fearing that Pingxi King would develop a dislike for Mei Ya. It was already inappropriate for a woman to appear in the camp, and she was a princess with such a noble status, but she was mixed with a group of guards and talked about books. It was really a bit inappropriate...
"What's there for me to misunderstand? Isn't this quite interesting?" Zhong Zhiling was full of interest. As he spoke, he also raised his foot to move towards the crowd. Just after taking two steps, he heard someone in the crowd take the lead in shouting the slogan "Kill the enemy and serve the country", and then a group of soldiers shouted excitedly "Kill the enemy and serve the country". Zhong Zhiling was startled when he saw this, and then turned to Kong Wenmin and smiled, "I didn't expect that storytelling can actually boost morale. It seems that the Northwest Camp must also invite a few storytellers to stay there permanently."
Kong Wenmin was busy smiling and said, "Your Majesty, you are joking."
"This Xu Da was born in such a humble family that he was not as good as many of the brothers present here. However, he never looked down on himself. He was never willing to be just a farmer with his face to the earth and his back to the sky. Instead, he had ambitions in his heart and moved forward towards his ambitions step by step. That's why he later became famous after being listed among the six founding kings, and was honored with the Taimiao and the portrait of the meritorious officials after his death," Mei Ya said passionately to the young men who were excited to listen to the book, "Why is Xu Da so famous in history and why was he called the Great Wall by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty? It is because he never accepted his fate, never admitted defeat, and kept moving forward courageously! My boys, are you worse than Xu Da? I see that each of you is a sincere and passionate man, and you have nothing lacking compared to Xu Da. Now your chance to make achievements has come! What are you waiting for?! Seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you will be the pillars of the Great Zhou! You will be able to leave your name in history!"
"Make great achievements! Defeat the rebels!" The young man sitting in the front row roared with red eyes.
"Achieve great achievements! Defeat the rebels!" The next second, the soldiers roared collectively, and for a moment the earth began to tremble.
Zhong Mingwei was startled, not knowing what had happened. He hurried out of the tent and saw a crowd of people surrounding him. He was stunned at first, but then he understood. He couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself, this girl is really resourceful. She has been telling heroic stories all the way from Zhili to the capital, making these seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys seem to be full of passion, just like howling wolves. I don't know who she is talking about today. Looking at the situation, I'm afraid the shouts of the soldiers can be heard in the capital.
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