Chapter 239
After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Cheng Hui walked slowly towards the backyard.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but I met Madam Qi who was admiring the flowers again.
Perhaps it was because enemies were particularly jealous of each other when they met, and Mrs. Qi looked at Cheng Hui with a look that seemed to be filled with poison.
Cheng Hui: ...
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he walked past her without looking at her.
He didn't even want to bother with the old marquis, let alone this Madam Qi.
There is a mess between her and Cheng Ziyun. As long as she doesn't bother him, Cheng Hui doesn't want to get involved.
It’s a pity...some people just can’t let go.
"Cheng Ziyun! Are you very proud?" Madam Qi said hatefully.
Cheng Hui pretended not to hear and walked away with big strides.
"You won't be so proud for long," she said loudly.
Cheng Hui didn't stop walking, but was thinking in his heart why he said that.
Did something happen? Could it be related to the old marquis calling me back?
He came to the old marquis's yard and was surprised to find that the guards at the door were not the old marquis's personal soldiers, but two sturdy men.
Cheng Hui raised his eyebrows, stepped in, and heard the hearty laughter of a strange man from afar.
He pushed open the door and saw the old marquis chatting and laughing with a middle-aged man. It would not be accurate to say that they were chatting and laughing, after all, the old marquis was still in a state of "serious illness and dying". However, it was obvious that he was quite wary of this man and even had some hint of flattery towards him.
Powerful officials? Royal family?
What is this person doing here?
"Ziyun, you're back. Let me introduce you. This is the Second Prince. Your Highness, this is my son Ziyun."
"Greetings, Your Highness." Cheng Hui bowed.
The man smiled and waved his hand, "Ziyun, there's no need to be so polite." He then looked Cheng Hui up and down and said to the old marquis, "As the saying goes, a tiger father will have a dog son. The prince is young and promising. The old marquis doesn't have to worry about not having a successor."
The old marquis' smile was a little forced. It's not that he had no feelings for Cheng Ziyun at all, but this little feeling might not be as great as the one he had raised for the parrot for many years.
Moreover, Cheng Hui's indifference towards him also made him feel very uncomfortable.
In his opinion, he is the father, he can ignore his son, even trick him into death, but if his son does not care about him, he is unfilial.
He knew everything Cheng Hui had done in the Guangping Army. Seeing him take control of the Guangping Army so easily, the old marquis felt very uncomfortable.
He also once wanted to take back the military power of Guangping Army from Gao Han, but unfortunately... he himself was not strong enough, and he was afraid that if Gao Han was driven away, the Guangping Army would be completely destroyed.
In short, this is a man with great ambitions but little talent, and he can't stand his son doing better than himself.
The second prince didn't seem to want to interfere in the conversation between father and son and politely took his leave.
After he left, the old marquis took a deep breath and nodded to Cheng Hui: "Ziyun, the second prince gave me a suggestion. He hopes to take over the Guangping Army. In this way, you don't have to go to the bloody battlefield."
Cheng Hui was stunned when he heard this. What did he mean? Taking over the Guangping Army?
What would I do if he took over the Guangping Army? Wouldn't I be left alone? Wouldn't all my hard work be in vain?
Cheng Hui's surprise caused the old marquis to misunderstand him. He sighed, "I know I've wronged you by doing this. But the Second Prince promised that he can protect your life. As long as you are willing to sacrifice your true energy, you can still live under a different name. There will be other compensations at that time."
Cheng Hui: ???
Cheng Hui was so angry that he almost laughed.
He understood what the old marquis meant. It seemed that the second prince also wanted to go to the battlefield for a bloody battle, but he seemed to feel that the soldiers under his command were not enough and wanted to replenish them, so he turned his attention to the Guangping Army.
As mentioned before, the strength of the Guangping Army in the entire Fengyu Kingdom is just so-so. However, under his devilish training, the strength of the Guangping Army has almost doubled in this month, and has gone from second-rate to first-rate - although it is ranked low, it is also a remarkable change.
And most importantly, the commanders of other first-class armies are all powerful people. The emperor of Fengyu Kingdom does not have the qualifications to ask them to hand over their soldiers, let alone a mere second prince.
As a result, the Guangping Army, whose strength had greatly increased, came into the sight of the second prince.
Due to the original agreement made on the bloody battlefield, the only possibility for the Second Prince to take over the Guangping Army was that the main general of the Guangping Army became a deserter.
The Guangping Army was leaderless, so it would naturally fall into the hands of the Second Prince, who also had to enter the bloody battlefield.
But then, Cheng Hui, the commander of the Guangping Army, would naturally become a scapegoat, burdened with the reputation of running for his life. His second half of life… no, it was hard to say if he even had a second half of life. Those so-called offers to save his life, as long as he was willing to sacrifice his true energy and live in anonymity… he didn't believe a single word!
Waste his own Qi? Even if his own son Cheng Ziyun came, he would not do such a stupid thing.
As for compensation... he believed that there would definitely be compensation, but it was hard to say who would get it.
This old marquis will surely sell his son for a good price.
"Ziyun, are you listening?" the old marquis said unhappily.
"Here." Cheng Hui came back to his senses and looked at the old marquis quietly.
The old marquis was stung by his cold gaze and shrank back uncomfortably, but soon felt that he was not wrong.
Doesn't he know what the Guangping Army is like? No matter how much he trains, it will still be the same.
Is that bloody battlefield so easy to enter? Rather than risking his life in there, why not just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor? Isn't that just sacrificing his own true energy and changing his name? He's made such a great contribution to the Marquis's Mansion. As long as he behaves himself, the Marquis's Mansion won't need him to eat!
"Since you agree, then don't go tomorrow. The second prince's people will take over in the future..." The old marquis said naggingly.
"Who said I agreed?" Cheng Hui stretched lazily, "Let me put it this way, I don't agree with this matter. Tell the Second Prince to find someone else!"
The old marquis was stunned, his face suddenly darkening. "Are you crazy?! That was a bloody battlefield, a living hell, a meat grinder! Only one in ten people who went in could come out alive. You..."
"Didn't you ask me to go?" Cheng Hui said casually.
The old marquis was speechless for a moment, then became somewhat angry and said, "You are my son. I am seriously ill and cannot get out of bed. It is only natural for you to go in my place!"
"Yes, so didn't I agree? What else are you dissatisfied with?" Cheng Hui asked with a smile.
The old marquis frowned. "It's natural to avoid such a dangerous place if you can. I had no choice at the time, but you have other options now."
"Choice? What choice? I'll be labeled a deserter and hunted by all the nations. Even if I manage to escape with my life, I'll have to live in fear for the rest of my life. Instead of that, I might as well go straight to the battlefield! Even if I die there, at least I'll be known as a hero."
The old marquis choked and looked around, "The second prince said... he can..."
Cheng Hui interrupted him impatiently: "You also said that he is the second prince, not even the emperor of Fengyu Kingdom. Who gave him the face to say that he can save my life?"
"That's the second prince..." The old marquis' hands were shaking with anger.
Cheng Hui was too lazy to play along with him, so he patted his butt and stood up: "Even if the Second Prince's father came, it's hard to say. If he says no, then he means no. Since you trust the Second Prince so much, then you will bear the reputation of being a deserter."
“…Evil son! Evil son!” The old marquis breathed rapidly and gasped for air.
Cheng Hui sneered: "Don't forget, even if I'm a bastard, I'm still your son. If I were to desert, do you think anything good would happen to you? You know that deserting from a bloody battlefield will implicate the entire clan!"
The old marquis' eyes suddenly widened: "I am the marquis!"
Cheng Hui: ...Shit! So you think since you're the Marquis you don't have to worry about me becoming a deserter and implicating you?
He looked at the old marquis with strange eyes, clicked his tongue twice and shook his head.
Brains are a good thing, but unfortunately this old marquis doesn't have it!
Selfish, cowardly, brainless... This is how Marquis Guangping's life was.
"Think about it carefully! This is a contract jointly signed by several major countries. How can the second prince be able to protect you?" Cheng Hui left after leaving these words.
There are so many things to do in the military camp, there is no time to waste here.
As for the Second Prince... he really wasn't worried that he would dare to do anything to him.
The bloody battlefield is the top priority on this continent, and being selected to go to the bloody battlefield can be regarded as a kind of escape from death medal.
At least before they enter the battlefield, anyone who targets this force will be in trouble with several major countries.
Even if the Second Prince had the courage, he would not dare to attack Cheng Hui.
Of course, this kind of thing is not absolute. After all, no matter how strict the rules are, there are always loopholes. But at least on the surface, no one dares to cause trouble.
As for what happened secretly... no matter if it was assassination or poisoning, he would take it on. If he didn't make things worse and disturb the Second Prince's peace, he wouldn't be called Cheng Hui!
The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed.
The old marquis probably figured it out. If anything happened to Cheng Hui, he wouldn't be able to escape. He has been very honest recently. When Cheng Hui asked for money, he gave it to him. When Cheng Hui asked for food, he gave it to him.
Every time he gave, he was so generous that Cheng Hui inexplicably felt like he was sending the plague to the gods... =. =
Forget it, forget it. Why do we need a bicycle when we have food and money? Just send the plague god away!
The second prince did not show up, and he did not even come to see Cheng Hui privately. It is not known whether he gave up on his own or wanted to get together and do something big.
Under Cheng Hui's devilish training, the Guangping Army has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Obeying orders and disciplining them is just a foundation. Not counting Cheng Hui, even Zheng Kai and Wei Yuanzhou can inspire the phantom of the military spirit.
The first phantom was created by Zheng Kai when he was leading the soldiers in a thrusting training. When they were waving their long wooden cannons and shouting "stab", a huge goshawk suddenly appeared right above the team.
Although the hawk only appeared for a moment, the power of that stab was extremely great. The Mumu Cang in Zheng Kai's hand was even blown into pieces because it could not withstand the impact.
The fragments scratched Zheng Kai's cheek, and blood flowed out, but the pain on his face did not diminish the ecstasy in Zheng Kai's heart at all.
That is the soul of the army!
Even if he only appeared for a moment, it proved that he had the potential to inspire the military spirit! !
If he wasn't about to enter a bloody battlefield, he guaranteed that someone would immediately contact him secretly to poach his talents.
Zheng Kai felt a little sorry that no one would choose this time to poach players from a team that was about to enter a bloody battle. However, he quickly became happy after changing his mind.
Being able to inspire the military spirit means an increase in the strength of the army, and it also means that they have a higher chance of survival on the bloody battlefield!
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