The Regent's Koi Princess

Nanjing

I don’t know if it’s God’s will that’s testing everyone’s will.

It took Lin Qingyue and his party more than five days to travel from Yanta Pass to Xiangcheng Town.

I wanted to take this opportunity to find out more about Zheng Shanmin's background.

Unfortunately, the weather has not been good. It has been rainy, foggy and smoggy these past few days.

The visibility was too low in such weather to travel, so everyone could only stay in the tent and wait for the opportunity.

……

Nanjing garrison camp

Zheng Shanmin lay on the armchair with his eyes closed, resting, with his legs crossed on the desk, shaking slightly from time to time.

At this moment, the names of many beauties appeared in his mind one after another. Yue Niang? Tang Huiru? Luo Yao. Who should he start with first?

Then he raised his hand and patted his fat belly, thinking: If not, how about taking them all at once? With his tall and straight perfect body, he could knock them down at the same time with one hand.

Hey!

Just as he was daydreaming, Deputy General Liang Jingkang strode in.

"General, the Censor sent a letter via carrier pigeon."

"Hand it over to the general quickly."

Zheng Shanmin sat up straight suddenly, took the letter quickly, opened it and read it carefully.

His eyes were like torches as he stared at the trembling letter in his hand, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

That already ugly face looked even more hideous because of being too excited.

Inside the tent, the candlelight flickered, illuminating his distorted and excited face, as if a hungry wolf in the night smelled the scent of prey, instantly making people feel sick to their hearts.

He swung his arm violently, and the letter broke into pieces and scattered all over the ground, just like the desire for victory in his heart, spreading uncontrollably.

"Hahaha--"

His laughter echoed in the empty tent, carrying a bit of madness and pride, as if it was going to tear apart the continuous rain and the oppressive atmosphere.

"God is really helping me. I was just worrying about how boring my life was when those two short-lived ghosts Lin Qingyue and Tang Baokun fell into their trap."

Zheng Shanmin stood up and strode towards the simple map hanging on the wall. He tapped the three words "Xianghe Town" with such force that it seemed as if he could penetrate the three words.

Then he turned and went back to his desk.

Deputy General Liang Jingkang followed closely behind Zheng Shanmin, and they both looked at the detailed military maps and strategic deployment diagrams on the table.

Zheng Shanmin grinned: Xianghe Town! Huh!

His fat fingers gently slid across the winding rivers and mountains on the map, and finally stopped around Xianghe Town, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"Pass the order,"

He gave the order in a low and powerful voice, revealing unquestionable majesty, "Let the elite troops sneak into Xianghe Town at night, prepare kerosene and dry firewood, and dispatch four more teams of archers to go together. They must act covertly and without mistakes.

This general is kindhearted, and we cannot neglect the guests who have just arrived. Let us first serve them some appetizers to let them taste the flavor, and then we will slowly entertain them."

After saying that, he turned to Liang Jingkang, with a meaningful smile on his face, "I want Lin Qingyue and the others to enjoy this 'meeting gift'.

Tomorrow morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrates the fog, that will be the time for us to give them a 'surprise'.

Haha, it’s our first time meeting, I hope they will like it and be able to catch the gift.”

"Yes, I will take your orders."

……

Xianghe Town Military Camp

Head coach's tent

The candlelight flickered gently in the tent, stretching out the figures of Lin Qingyue and Tang Baokun, which appeared particularly solemn when projected onto the defense map.

Lin Qingyue's eyes moved across the complex map, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing, as if he could see through the back of the paper and glimpse every undercurrent in the Nanjing military camp.

Then he pointed to a place and turned to look at Tang Baokun, his eyes flashing with caution that should not be underestimated: "Uncle Tang, look here, Zheng Shanmin is cunning and changeable, and is good at using terrain to set ambushes.

Although we have obtained some intelligence, we still need to be careful of his secret plot. My nephew is worried that he may have laid a trap and is waiting for us to fall into it.

Or maybe he will find a way to stab us in the back. My nephew heard that Zheng Shanmin has always liked to play tricks, and with so many of us stationed here, it is impossible for him not to get the news.

After all, this is his territory, and the weather is so bad now. For them, the right time, right place, and right people are all beneficial to him.

If he really wanted to deal with us, it would be easy for him to do so."

Hearing this, Tang Baokun frowned. He slowly stood up and walked to the map, carefully examining every detail with his sharp eyes.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Qingyue is right. We must be on guard against Zheng Shanmin. We must be extra careful, especially during night patrols. We need to send more people and set up multiple secret sentries to prevent any accidents."

Lin Qingyue nodded in agreement: "Although we came here with the secret weapon prepared by Xier, this kind of weather makes our secret weapon useless.

It is impossible to ignite the missile in damp weather, and even if it is ignited, it will not work if it gets wet in the rain during the launch."

After Lin Qingyue finished speaking, Tang Baokun fell into deep thought.

When he mentioned the secret weapon, he suddenly remembered something.

"I remember the princess mentioned that if you want to shoot weapons at the enemy camp from a long distance, the best way is to use fresh bamboo strips. We are new here and we are unfamiliar with the place. Where can we find so much fresh bamboo?

It seems that we need to ask Wu Yuxing for help in this matter."

……

next day

Chenshi

Xianghe Town Camp

The sleeping soldiers suddenly heard roars and fighting sounds coming from far away.

In an instant, flames broke out, food and grass were burned, and horses were frightened.

"It's bad, the enemy is attacking by surprise, soldiers, please fight quickly."

Lin Qingyue quickly ran out of the tent and saw that Tang Baokun, Long Xiaotian and the others had already come out and were ready to fight.

Tang Huiru, dressed in men's clothes, stood side by side with Luo Yao.

Luo Yao looked at Tang Huiru nervously: "Sister Ru, among all of us, only Lin Qingyue has no martial arts skills. If a fight really breaks out, I will need you to protect him.

Yao'er doesn't care about others, Yao'er wants to stay with Brother Xiaotian."

Tang Huiru raised her hand and patted Luo Yao's little head, looking at her and smiling: "Go quickly, this is a good opportunity to express your feelings to your brother Xiaotian. Don't worry about Lin Qingyue, Yao'er, I'm here and I won't let him get hurt."

"Uh-huh"

Luo Yao looked at Tang Huiru like a chick sucking rice and nodded solemnly, then she quietly walked behind Long Xiaotian.

Tang Baokun saw his daughter was about to say something. Tang Huiru guessed what her father was thinking. She smiled at her father and said, "Don't worry, father. I will stay by his side. I promise I will never let him get hurt."

After saying that, Tang Huiru quickly walked to Lin Qingyue.

However, before she could open her mouth to speak, Lin Qingyue threw her to the ground.

In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired and shot towards them.

"Mr. Tang, be careful."

Before Tang Huiru had time to think, she heard a "puff" sound. She was shocked and thought to herself, "Oh no!"

Then she saw Lin Qingyue looking down at her and forced a bitter smile: "Fortunately, you are... okay."