The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Jiang Fan looked at the soldiers whose atmosphere had become harmonious and nodded with satisfaction.

"Brothers of the White Robe Army, I, Dai Yunzong, apologize to you. We were narrow-minded. From now on, we are a family, comrades, and close friends. Please give us your guidance!"

Without waiting for Jiang Fan to speak, Dai Yunzong in the crowd spoke first.

Following his voice, all the soldiers of the black robe army apologized to the soldiers of the white robe army with a sincere attitude.

The soldiers of the White Robe Army felt a little embarrassed when they heard this, and kept saying that it was okay. Soon, the two sides came together and talked to each other.

They were originally soldiers from the same army camp, and most of them knew each other. Therefore, both sides found people they knew and chatted enthusiastically.

Even those who were not familiar with each other also greeted each other with a smile, looking like brothers and sisters. The relationship between the two sides was extremely harmonious.

The soldiers of the Black Robe Army were actually unable to accept defeat for the time being.

But Jiang Fan didn't say anything about submission or not, and directly used comradeship to bring them closer together.

No matter what, these people, regardless of whether they were from the Black Robe Army or the White Robe Army, had fought together in the past. Could they really become life-and-death enemies because of a competition?

Just as Jiang Fan said, if you can't afford to lose, that would be really shameful.

After thinking it through, the black robe soldiers no longer cared about the shame of losing.

Moreover, they were already very respectful to Jiang Fan, but they were not convinced in words. Jiang Fan's poem not only aroused their comradeship, but also gave them a way out.

Looking at the harmonious soldiers, Jiang Fan said to Chu Xinghe behind him: "Father-in-law, please send some good wine and meat over. Today is a good day, we need to celebrate! You won't be stingy, will you?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xinghe staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Damn it, this scumbag is here to rip him off again, good wine and good meat! ?

He also wanted to eat good food and wine, but with the food in the military camp, he was lucky to be able to eat good food and wine once a month.

Usually, such treatment is only given after a victory. Jiang Fan was really brave enough to ask for it, and he immediately offered good wine and good food.

"If my father-in-law is in trouble, how about I go to my father for help?" Jiang Fan said with a smile while looking at Chu Xinghe.

Chu Xinghe was so angry when he heard this that he blew his beard and glared. Was this guy threatening him?

But thinking of Emperor Yan's favor towards Jiang Fan, he knew that if Jiang Fan went to see Emperor Yan, he would probably be scolded by him.

OK! The unicorn son of Emperor Yan cannot be offended, so just serve him good wine and good meat. Anyway, this is just the first time.

Moreover, he was very happy today, and was still very excited by Jiang Fan's war poem. He just needed to vent.

Chu Xinghe quickly ordered the quartermaster to get some wine and meat. Jiang Fan looked at the private soldiers who were chatting animatedly and said loudly, "Brothers, let's drink and eat meat later! Let's have fun!"

He was so excited that the soldiers didn't know what it meant, but when they heard about drinking and eating meat, they immediately cheered!

In the military camp, Jiang Fan was trying to build relationships with a group of private soldiers.

Chu Yan'er returned home. At this moment, she was sitting in the yard, drinking tea.

She looked calm, not depressed by losing the competition. Instead, there was a different feeling in her expression, and she often lost her mind. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth for some reason.

However, there was still a trace of worry in her eyes. The little girl Xiaoya behind her looked at her young lady like this, shook her head, and laughed.

Although she was still young, she could sense that her young lady was probably in love! And the object was the Eighth Prince.

"Miss..." Just then, a figure appeared from the side of the courtyard like a ghost. She was dressed in black and had a cold and pretty face.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong?" Chu Yan'er asked solemnly when she saw her appear.

The black-clothed woman looked a little strange when she heard this. After thinking for a while, she said, "Eighth Prince, he... resolved the conflict between the White Robe Army and the Black Robe Army!"

As soon as she said this, Chu Yan'er was stunned. Is this the problem?

She remembered that it had been less than an hour and a half since she returned from the military camp.

Taking into account the time Jiang Fan spent on his personal affairs and the time Xiaolan spent reporting, the time Jiang Fan spent in the military camp to receive his private soldiers would not exceed two quarters of an hour. It was resolved in just such a short time?

"So fast...how did he do it!" Chu Yan'er looked at the black-clothed woman Xiaolan in surprise.

After hearing this, Xiaolan thought about it and a smile appeared on her cold and pretty face.

"The eighth prince only wrote a poem, and then the white-robed soldiers and the black-robed soldiers started to recite it. As they recited, they gathered together and chatted enthusiastically. Even other barracks in the entire military camp joined in the recitation for a long time."

"What? A poem! You didn't lie to me!" Chu Yan'er looked at Xiaolan in surprise when she heard that.

She was worried about how Jiang Fan would solve the problem of integrating the Black Robe Army and the White Robe Army. After all, the two sides had just fought a battle and they must have resentment towards each other.

Especially the elite soldiers she trained, who had never submitted to anyone. It was extremely difficult to get them to peacefully integrate with Jiang Fan's White Robe Army.

But who would have thought that Jiang Fan actually solved it in less than two quarters of an hour. This is simply a miracle.

"Yes, miss..." Xiaolan said hurriedly. As one of Chu Yan'er's two personal maids, she would never lie to Chu Yan'er.

Chu Yan'er frowned, looked at Xiaolan and said, "Do you still remember what poem it is?"

Xiaolan nodded. The whole army had recited the poem countless times. Jiang Fan's soldiers had stopped reciting it, but people from other places were still reciting it. How could she not remember it?

"Who says I have no clothes? I share my robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear and halberd. I share the same enemy with you! Who says I have no clothes? I share my coat with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear and halberd. I share the same enemy with you! Who says I have no clothes? I share my skirt with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my armor and weapons. I share the same enemy with you!"

When Chu Yan'er heard this poem, she stood there in shock, her eyes full of surprise. Her body was also filled with a surge of blood because of this poem.

This poem can really arouse the fighting spirit and emotions in everyone's hearts.

"I have no clothes, but I will share my clothes with you... Good... Good! What a good poem! This poem is a war poem, it can defeat thousands of troops! He actually has such a talent for poetry!"

Chu Yan'er said "good" several times, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be suppressed.

In addition to Chu Yan'er, Mrs. Chu, who had returned home, also received the news that Jiang Fan had merged the two armies with just one poem. She was shocked at first, and then her face was filled with relief.

What he was saying was, "That damn Chu Xinghe did a good thing. I have to give him some reward when I get back."

When she read this, Mrs. Chu's face inexplicably flushed with shame, and her charm remained, making her even more attractive. If Chu Xinghe were here, he would probably swallow his saliva.