Chapter 312 Zhao Lingmeng and Fan Yong discuss things in Yuanjing
Zhao Lingmeng was still busy! When these weapons were mass-produced, all sorts of problems would arise. Zhao Lingmeng hadn't rested since arriving at the weapons camp. Even drinking water was offered by Master Fan when he remembered. So Zhao Lingmeng hadn't even thought of asking where the two little guys were.
But for Zhao Houyang and Yang Chengchen, this was a not-so-beautiful misunderstanding, because they really couldn't get used to eating from a big pot, nor could they sleep on a large bunk bed.
There's a saying that goes, "The situation is stronger than the person." Zhao Houyang and Yang Chengchen could only look at each other helplessly and finally accept the reality. Fortunately, the team members, seeing that the two brothers were still young, took good care of them, whether it was eating or sleeping.
Moreover, they were both really sleepy after being busy all day, so after Zhao Lingmeng had temporarily dealt with some urgent matters, seeing that it was already midnight, she took Fan Yong back to the courtyard where she lived at the urging of Lord Jin.
As soon as Zhao Lingmeng entered, Qiuyue came forward to greet him, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
Zhao Lingmeng waved her hand, "Get up!"
After Qiuyue stood up, she looked behind His Highness and asked doubtfully, "Your Highness, where are the young master and Prince Ruihe?"
Zhao Lingmeng was already extremely sleepy at this moment, but when she heard Qiuyue's words, she woke up instantly: "Aren't they back yet?"
Zhao Lingmeng saw Qiuyue nodded, and she immediately turned her gaze to Fan Yong.
Fan Yong touched his nose. He really didn't think about it when he was busy with Zhao Lingmeng, but he understood the situation later.
"The Third Young Master and Prince Ruihe have already slept with the soldiers. Do you want to call them back? If so, I will send someone to bring them back."
"Are you asleep? Have you had dinner?"
Fan Yong knew Zhao Lingmeng was worried, so he patiently explained, "I eat with the soldiers and sleep with them."
Zhao Lingmeng reached out and rubbed her forehead. "Then let them live and eat with the soldiers! I can't take care of them for a while anyway. And boys don't need to be raised so delicately."
Now that the decision had been made, Zhao Lingmeng took the lead and walked into the yard.
Seeing this, Qiuyue immediately brought up the still-warm soup in her pot. She even tactfully served a bowl to Fan Yong as well. Mainly because she saw that Master Fan seemed to have something else to say.
Fan Yong knew it was a good thing, so he didn't refuse it. He nodded to Qiuyue to show his gratitude. Then he took the soup and drank it in one gulp.
Zhao Lingmeng just glanced at the man and drank his soup.
Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, Fan Yong found a seat and sat down comfortably. "Your Highness, would you like to know what happened in Yuanjing today?"
At this moment, Zhao Lingmeng had not expected that she would hear news that even shocked her, so she was just asking casually. She thought that the general of the army should have been decided!
"Tell me about it!"
Fan Yong found a comfortable position and leaned back in his chair. His injury still hadn't fully healed! His back still ached after being busy for so long. "Marquis Wenyuan is the commander-in-chief, and your Highness's second brother, Lord Zhao Anwei, is the deputy commander. I estimate we'll be leaving the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"Marquis Wenyuan isn't young anymore, is he?" Zhao Lingmeng didn't understand state affairs, but she felt that if Marquis Wenyuan went to the battlefield at his age, there was a good chance he wouldn't return. Personal grudges aside, she didn't want him, after a lifetime of military service, to end up like this. So she frowned in confusion.
Fan Yong saw what the prince was thinking and sighed helplessly. He thought that he also wanted to go, but his injury had not healed yet, so the emperor would not allow him to go.
"Alas, there's nothing we can do! Jingguo's borders are so long, and generals are needed everywhere. Except for Marquis Wenyuan, the others who remain in the court are still young, and lack both experience and prestige."
Zhao Lingmeng nodded in understanding after hearing Fan Yong's words. The transition from the old to the new hadn't been successful, and there was no one available at court. If his father were in Yuanjing, he would probably go there too.
Zhao Lingmeng didn't know that Lord Zhao and Madam Wei were already on their way back to Yuanjing. The Emperor had specially sent secret guards to summon Lord Zhao back to Yuanjing.
The emperor felt that at this moment, he still trusted Changyou the most. He wanted him to come back to keep an eye on things and teach the prince a lesson.
Zhao Lingmeng nodded for a long time, so long that she had finished a bowl of soup, but she didn't hear Fan Yong say anything. Zhao Lingmeng thought he had already left! When she looked up, Fan Yong looked dazed, and she didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhao Lingmeng looked at him suspiciously. "What are you thinking about? Do you want to go to the front line too?"
"I think so, but..."
"Just want to be my bodyguard? I think You Yu can do it pretty well. If you want to go to the battlefield, go ahead! I'm in the barracks, what can happen? If you want me to speak for you to the emperor, I'll find time to write a memorial for you."
Zhao Lingmeng really thought so. She would not have time to go anywhere unless the war was over. She really did not need such a high level of military protection, and there were many martial artists around her!
Fan Yong laughed at himself, "Your Highness, what are you thinking about! I can't go, not because I have to be your guard, but because of the injury on my back! Even if I go, I can't go to the battlefield, so it's meaningless. If I had known that I would be in trouble, I would have taken it easy. Alas."
After Fan Yong finished speaking, he made an expression of regret, which Zhao Lingmeng found very funny.
Zhao Lingmeng didn't say whether she believed it or not. She calmly took the second bowl of soup from Qiuyue and started drinking: "Okay, tell me when you want to go!"
Fan Yong also appreciated it and bowed to Zhao Lingmeng: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Zhao Lingmeng was drinking her soup when she suddenly remembered something. "How's it going over in Nangan? What's the reaction from those two people in Yuanjing?"
When Fan Yong heard His Highness mention this, he was also quite worried, but he still replied truthfully, "There is no reaction at the moment. Not to mention the concubine in the palace, even if she wanted to react, there is no way.
The fifth prince of Nangan is completely controlled by Princess Huaishu. The emperor has also told Princess Huaishu that he shouldn't cause any major trouble. It all depends on what the emperor of Nangan thinks.
"Oh? How do you control it?" Zhao Lingmeng was indeed very curious about this.
"Nothing much, just dealt with everyone around him, including the hidden agents and the liaisons. Of course, it was all done by our secret guards. Princess Huaishu is still the noble princess. And then we let the fifth prince of Nangan become addicted to drugs, so..."
Fan Yong also admired the eldest princess, who was ruthless and talkative.
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