1783Dreaming, a drunken stupor

Si Cheng’s premonition came true.

The Ninth Prince replaced Zhai Dongming with Si Cheng because he saw Si Cheng's ability and skill. If Zhai Dongming was in the army, the Ninth Prince would have cleaned up everything and handed it over to Zhai Dongming, but...

After what happened in Liancheng, the Ninth Prince did not have much time to stay here. All subsequent matters had to be handled by the person who took over and had to fight with Yuwen Yuanhua.

Zhai Dongming is brave but has no talent for strategy. The Ninth Prince can trust such a person to be used, but he will not be happy with him. He does not have much time to pave the way for Zhai Dongming. If he throws Zhai Dongming here, he will only be sidelined by Yuwen Yuanhua.

Si Cheng is a smart man. Although he is ambitious, he knows his limits. The Ninth Prince is very confident in his ability to control his subordinates, so Si Cheng dare not be disloyal to him.

Since he decided to delegate power to Si Cheng, the Ninth Prince would not hold on to power any longer. On the second day after conquering Ye City, the Ninth Prince handed over the military affairs to Yuwen Yuanhua and Si Cheng, letting them handle them themselves.

Although Si Cheng was airdropped, he was the one who commanded the battle to break through Yecheng. His talent and strength were obvious to all. Even if some people in the army still rejected and made things difficult for him, they would not provoke Si Cheng.

As for other minor troubles, these are not what the Ninth Prince needs to worry about. He has already set a good example for Si Cheng. If Si Cheng cannot subdue these people, he might as well go back to Jiangnan as soon as possible.

The Ninth Prince, who had put aside his military affairs, was not idle. Ye Ye and Nanling Jinfan had already been captured. Ye Ye was fine, but Nanling Jinfan was the public enemy of the four countries and nine cities. If he could be used well, it would definitely be a good game.

You know, the Ninth Prince wants more than just Yecheng. After Yecheng is taken, the next battle will also be brought up. I believe that with his current strength, he cannot swallow Xiling and Nanling, but he can still swallow a few cities.

After several busy days, the post-war chaos gradually calmed down and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. Yuwen Yuanhua handed over most of the affairs and had more time to deal with the group of people who refused to leave. Unexpectedly, he and Xuan Shaoqi became close friends.

Feng Qingchen was not surprised that these two people admired each other. Although Yuwen Yuanhua had his own little plans, he was an upright and bright person, very similar to Shaoqi.

While taking a break, Feng Qingchen brought two jars of wine to find Yuwen Yuanhua and Xuan Shaoqi. The three of them went out of the camp together and chose a place with nice scenery and few people to sit down.

They hadn't had a good chat since arriving at the border, and now that she was about to leave, they had to find some time to get together.

"Busy man, you're finally free. I thought I wouldn't have the chance to catch up with you this time." Yuwen Yuanhua took the wine and sat down on the ground.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Feng Qingchen sat down next to the two of them.

"Yes, when I return to the capital, I will have plenty of time to drink with you." In order to hide his bitterness and unwillingness, Yuwen Yuanhua picked up the jar of wine and drank it directly.

Xuan Shaoqi and Feng Qingchen did not stop him. After Yuwen Yuanhua finished drinking, Feng Qingchen said, "You have planned this all along. What's the point of drinking to drown your sorrows now?"

"I thought I could let it go, but it wasn't until this day that I realized how much I couldn't let it go. When I thought about never being able to lead troops to fight again, my heart felt empty and painful." In front of Xuan Shaoqi and Feng Qingchen, Yuwen Yuanhua did not hide his vulnerability. He pressed his chest and let the tears fall.

"I have been on the battlefield since I was born. My whole life has been about training, leading troops, and fighting. I thought that I would be like my grandfather, father, great uncle, and uncle, and would make the battlefield my home and die on it, but no..."

Yuwen Yuanhua covered his face with his hands, tears streaming from between his fingers. He curled up into a ball like an abandoned little animal.

"We, the Yuwen family, did betray our master, but that was not a rebellion by our Yuwen family. It was because our king was incompetent. Why should we be loyal to an incompetent master? Why should we sacrifice for them in vain?

All the men in our Yuwen family are strong and brave, and all of them died on the battlefield, and all of them died for the country and the people. Why do those people look down on me, and why do they say that our Yuwen family has no pride? We just want to survive, and survive with our subordinates. What's wrong with this..."

Yuwen Yuanhua became more and more excited as he spoke. Feng Qingchen sighed softly. She knew that Yuwen Yuanhua did not need comfort and he would figure it out on his own.

In front of Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi, Yuwen Yuanhua blurted out everything that he had been holding back in his heart.

After saying that, he didn't care what Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi thought. He wiped his face fiercely, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "I made a fool of myself today."

"What kind of joke is this?" Xuan Shaoqi picked up the wine jar and clinked it with Yuwen Yuanhua: "Drink."

Apart from them, Yuwen Yuanhua would not show his fragile and helpless side in front of others. He was a man of integrity, General Yuwen, who supported the Yuwen family army. He could not show even a little bit of weakness, let alone shed tears.

The jar of wine was quickly gone, and Yuwen Yuanhua smashed the empty bottle to the ground: "Feng Qingchen, you stingy woman, bring a few more jars of wine, I want to drink to my heart's content with Shaoqi today."

"Wait." Feng Qingchen originally wanted to chat with Yuwen Yuanhua. Even she, who was in the wounded camp, knew the gossip in the army. It was obvious that the situation was not optimistic for Yuwen Yuanhua. But she didn't expect that it was completely unnecessary. She only had to be responsible for moving the wine.

Yuwen Yuanhua drank jar after jar, clearly trying to get himself drunk. Xuan Shaoqi drank but he was not a greedy drinker, but today, in order to accompany Yuwen Yuanhua, he drank jar after jar without a care.

He felt depressed and uncomfortable, but they couldn't say it. They couldn't say it.

As the sky gradually darkened, the two drunkards finally had enough to drink. Feng Qingchen couldn't even count how many jars of wine they had drunk. Yuwen Yuanhua smashed all the empty jars. All he knew was that the two men were drunk.

Fortunately, Yuwen Yuanhua and Xuan Shaoqi were good drinkers and did not make trouble even when drunk. They just lay there holding the wine jar, muttering to themselves, but no one could hear what they were saying.

"I was born to be a nanny. I have to take care of everything." Faced with two drunkards, Feng Qingchen had no place to vent his anger. The wind was getting stronger and stronger. If they stayed any longer, the two would get frozen no matter how healthy they were.

"Ling Mo, find someone to carry these two people back." Feng Qingchen shouted, and soon Ling Mo appeared in front of Feng Qingchen. Without saying a word, he helped up the big Yuwen Yuanhua, and waited for Feng Qingchen to help the other one.

"I'll stay here to guard them and find someone to help. It's not possible for the two of us alone." Even if Ling Mo could help Yu Wen Yuanhua back, she didn't have the confidence to help Xuan Shaoqi back.

Ling remained silent and shook his head firmly.

He couldn't leave Feng Qingchen here alone. Si Xing told him again and again that he must not let anything happen to Feng Qingchen. What if he left and Feng Qingchen got into danger?

Feng Qingchen had experienced Ling Mo's stubbornness before, so she had no choice but to help Xuan Shaoqi up. Fortunately, Xuan Shaoqi was more obedient than Yuwen Yuanhua, not only did he not make a fuss, but he was also quite cooperative. If it weren't for his red face and hazy eyes, Feng Qingchen would have suspected that he was not drunk.

"Let's go." Feng Qingchen supported Xuan Shaoqi and walked in front. Xuan Shaoqi was very cooperative, but he leaned his head on Feng Qingchen's shoulder while walking. Feng Qingchen was about to push him away when she heard Xuan Shaoqi mutter in a muffled voice: "Qingchen's smell, I must be dreaming, don't wake up, I don't want to wake up..."

Xuan Shaoqi hugged Feng Qingchen's arm tightly, his face flushed, a drop of transparent tears slid across it, the wind blew away the sound, and a faint sound of brokenness could still be heard...

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