Chapter 117 Group Holding

The night is as dark as water, and the campfire is bright.

In the Qin army's camp, in General Wang Jian's tent, the reception banquet for the eldest son Fusu was still going on.

"Sir, I'd like to propose a toast to you." Li Xin seemed to have drunk too much, so he stood up with the wine bottle and toasted to Fusu.

Fusu toasted in return, but his actions felt a little awkward. Frankly speaking, Fusu was not happy with the noisy scenes in the military tent.

Confucianism means etiquette.

Fusu was fond of Confucianism, and it was precisely because of this that he was somewhat uncomfortable with the situation at this time.

The military is a place where superiority and inferiority are clearly distinguished. Every soldier and general behaves according to their own rules. Violators will have serious consequences.

But at the wine table, these gangsters drank too much, but they seemed to be ignoring them.

In the large tent, there were hundreds of generals, many of whom were arm-in-arms, many who were bragging and spanking, and many who were even talking about using troops and marching. What's more, some people are even discussing how many trophies they got during this trip to Chu Land, and how many concubines and concubines they took in. If this can't be put on the table...

Wang Jian saw Fusu's impatience, but he didn't say it out loud. He picked up the wine bottle and took a full sip of wine. His silver-white beard was not stained by any water. Such a skill cannot be developed overnight.

"Old General Wang." Fusu had just responded to an unnamed general. His face turned red and he said to Wang Jian.

The generals in this tent each toasted Fusu with a glass of wine. No matter how good a drinker he was, he would not be able to hold on, let alone a young man like Fusu who was just starting out.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"I'm a little drunk and want to leave first. I'm going to trouble General Wang here."

Wang Jian smiled and said: "Your Highness, eldest son, please!"

Fusu was about to get up, but unexpectedly there was a loud shout outside the tent.

Could it be that the Chu army came to attack the camp? impossible! There are three camps and forty-nine camps in front of the Chinese army camp. Chu Jun wanted to come over, how could there be no news at all?

In the tent, many generals were thinking this way.

"General, generals...!" The patrol captain hurriedly ran in and knelt down.

"What's the matter, so panicked?"

Wang Jian's face was as dark as water, his voice was strong, and he didn't appear to be drunk at all. The thick voice was like a needle that calmed the sea, calming the somewhat frightened hearts of the generals present.

"Yes...it's the Fourteenth Young Master, and his envoy has arrived."

After hearing what the elementary school student said, Fu Su sat down again as if he had lost his center of gravity after standing halfway up.

"It's just the Fourteenth Young Master's envoy. Why is there so much noise outside the tent?" Wang Jian asked.

"The envoy held the talisman of the Fourteenth Young Master and loudly announced all the way, saying: The Fourteenth Young Master defeated the Tenglong Army south of the ruined capital of Chu. Now the large area of ​​Chu west of the Ying River and north of the Huai River has surrendered to our Qin State. Soldiers That’s what the loud noise is about.”

Hearing this, the room was filled with silence. The generals who had been drunk just now suddenly sobered up.

"Oh? Send the messenger here." Wang Jian smiled and said.

"I pay my respects to General Wang, and all the generals." The visitor was just an ordinary captain, but in the large tent where all the generals gathered, he had no stage fright at all.

Fusu looked at this young man with a tall figure and a delicate face, and secretly thought that none of his brother's subordinates were mediocre.

"Where is the Fourteenth Young Master now?" Wang Jian asked directly about the whereabouts of Ying Ziyi without asking about the cause and result of the incident.

"The Fourteenth Young Master is leading his troops a hundred miles away from here. They will arrive at the latest tomorrow evening."

Wang Jian looked at Young Master Fusu and asked, "Eldest Young Master, it's getting late now. Can you allow me to go back to camp and rest?"

"Okay... okay!" Fusu said in a daze as if he was still awake.

"I'll say goodbye!"

"I'll say goodbye!"

"I'll say goodbye!"

...

The big tent, which had been crowded with people just now, was now empty. Everyone, including Fusu, had retreated, leaving only Wang Jian and Meng Wu, holding cups and drinking.

"Brother, this move makes me a little confused."

In the tent, Meng Wu raised his wine bottle, drank a glass, and said.

"What?"

"Brother, I already received the news of the surrender of the Southern Chu Territory two days ago. Why did Young Master Fusu just ask the question without leaking any information?"

"Brother Meng Wu really doesn't understand?" Wang Jian said with a sly smile on his face, like a fox.

"The battle for the throne has always been fought with swords and swords. Mr. Fusu is the eldest son, and the position of prince originally belongs to him. Unfortunately, the king's attitude is unclear. There is even news from the palace that the king seems to have given the fourteenth It means that the young master will inherit the throne of the crown prince."

"Hush! What Brother Meng Wu said is no longer the duty of a minister."

Wang Jian's tone was stern, and there was no smile on his face.

"Haha! Okay! Brother, you haven't answered my question just yet?"

"We, the warriors, are loyal to the king and only focus on the battlefield. The fight for the crown prince is extremely dangerous, not to mention that the Fourteenth Young Master is young and it is hard to say what will happen to him in the future. Why do we need to place our bets early? I don't I just want to prevent the eldest son from thinking that I am too close to the fourteenth son."

"So that's it! I'll take my leave."

........

After Meng Wu left, Wang Jian was the only one left in the tent.

"General Wang, your acting skills are really top-notch."

Wang Jian was not surprised by the sudden teasing laughter. The first military god of the Qin Dynasty after Bai Qi drank a glass of wine and said: "Master Dongjun is really joking. I control an army of 350,000 people, and my daily consumption of supplies is equivalent to that of a large county. The cost. How many people are watching in secret, I have to be careful!"

The tent door did not tremble at all, and as the night fire flickered, a bright figure suddenly appeared. Concubine Yan was dressed in black, with her long hair tied behind her head, and she had a heroic look despite her charm.

"In this case, why would the old general place his bet on the Fourteenth Young Master? You know, King Qin cannot tolerate sand in his eyes!"

"Hahaha!" Wang Jian laughed and looked at Concubine Yan: "Although Lord Dongjun has reached the realm of cultivation, he doesn't understand the emperor's thoughts at all! Three generations of the Meng clan have been highly used by the Qin Dynasty. What do they rely on? ? It relies on being loyal to the king and never intervening in the dispute for the reserve. This discussion between Meng Wu and I will appear on the king's imperial court in a short time."

Concubine Yan thought for a while and seemed to be convinced by Wang Jian. But what Wang Jian said next made Concubine Yan even more confused.

"Will the king believe it?"

Wang Jian smiled, like a fox.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Do you remember Bai Qi? Lord Wu An never wanted to rebel that day, and he was executed by the late King Zhaoxiang. What the emperor only cares about is whether his ministers have the strength to threaten his throne. This is why It's the poison of power. Unfortunately, I have this ability. Before long, the Fourteenth Young Master may also have this ability. This is why I want to turn to the Fourteenth Young Master."

Concubine Yan seemed to understand somewhat, whether she wanted to hug each other for warmth, or...

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