My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

In Shouxi County.

King Xuan's fiefdom was very prosperous. When Zong Yanli and Wen Nian drove their horses in, they even felt as if they were in another world looking at the caravans and people coming and going.

But for Zong Yanli, it was indeed a lifetime apart.

Zong Yanli walked to the city gate and presented Zong Yanhongjing's handwritten letter. The general guarding the city did not hesitate and immediately took them to Prince Xuan's residence.

"But he is the eldest son of General Zong Yan?" King Xuan came quite quickly. Looking at He Ruiming, who was walking towards him with a smile on his face and was quite friendly, Zong Yanli's eyes narrowed slightly.

Her memory of King Xuan still remained in her previous life. When her father was trapped in Lingping, she knelt in front of He Ruiming and kowtowed and prayed. But King Xuan at that time looked embarrassed and still looked like a good old man, speaking words that showed his anxiety and worry.

However, he was indifferent to Zong Yanli's pleas, and even afterwards, he still had tears on his face, looking extremely sad.

Smiling tiger, false compassion.

When is his synonym.

Zong Yanli lowered his eyes, bowed and said, "Greetings to His Majesty Prince Xuan."

"Please stand up quickly." King Xuan said, but he had no intention of helping him. He smiled and walked to the main seat and sat down, saying: "I already know what General Zong Yan meant, but the matter of recruiting soldiers..."

"I wonder how many soldiers the young general wants to recruit this time?" He Ruiming started his usual attitude and said, "There are not many people in Shouxi County. I have already sent a group of people to recruit soldiers. I am afraid it will be difficult to find people for the time being."

"But since this is what General Zong Yan meant, and the young general is the general's son, I have to give him this little bit of face."

He Ruiming said this in a nice way, and those who didn't know would think that he had some deep friendship with Zong Yanhongjing.

Zong Yanli stood there unmoved. He Ruiming looked at Zong Yanli and the other man and sighed again, "It's just... this matter is troublesome. If too many people are recruited, it will be difficult for me to report it."

"I don't want Your Highness Prince Xuan to be in such a difficult position, so I want to recruit people from the death row of Shouxi County." Zong Yanli didn't want to listen to his hypocritical words, so he spoke straightforwardly.

"...Death row prisoners?" This time it was He Ruiming's turn to be stunned. His original intention was to reduce the number of people so as to let Zong Yanli know his predicament and then give him alms to make him feel touched by his kindness. He didn't expect that Zong Yanli would ask for the death row prisoners?

"Yes." Zong Yanli lowered his eyes and said, "If it is death row prisoners who are being recruited, Your Highness Prince Xuan will not have to worry about reporting it, right?"

He Ruiming paused, looked at Zong Yanli and said, "Young General, you know that those death row prisoners are extremely vicious people. If you are not careful, you will be attacked from all sides. It will not be of any benefit to you to have such a group of death row prisoners."

Zong Yanli raised his eyes and smiled at He Ruiming: "I don't want to embarrass His Royal Highness Prince Xuan. I am already a great bother to come here to recruit soldiers. Taking this death row prisoner can be regarded as helping His Royal Highness Prince Xuan solve some minor troubles."

"As for the matter of training troops, that is my business." Zong Yanli obviously didn't want to say more.

He Ruiming looked unhappy, but he didn't show it. He just pondered for a moment and said, "If you want death row prisoners, it's easy. But there are not many death row prisoners in Shouxi County. Do you want all of them?"

Zong Yanli shook his head: "Not all of them, please ask His Majesty the King to show me the case."

Although He Ruiming didn't understand what Zong Yanli was up to, he didn't think much about it. He nodded to indicate that it was okay, and then said, "It is not a trivial matter to bring a death row prisoner into the military camp. Before that, I need to report to the emperor. I'm afraid that the general cannot take this person away today."

"It should be so." Zong Yanli responded sensibly, and then left with Wen Nian.

After Zong Yanli left, He Ruiming murmured, "Zong Yanhongjing's son is quite different from him."

It was a rare opportunity for them to come to Shouxi County, and Zong Yanli didn't want to go back so early, so he took Wen Nian for a walk. The two of them were leading horses and dressed as warriors. Passers-by on the road stepped aside when they saw them. In such a chaotic world, it was normal for the people to be so cautious.

Zong Yanli didn't know what he was going to buy. When he passed by the blacksmith shop, he saw a child running out holding a strange-looking mask.

The children chasing behind him were shouting and laughing, "Catch the bad guys!", as if they were staging a chase.

"Craftsman, what is the mask in that child's hand?" Zong Yanli walked over and asked.

"Oh! Excuse me, sir. That was something the child forged himself. It's made of unwanted scrap iron." The blacksmith laughed when he heard that.

Zong Yanli thought for a moment, touched his face and said, "Make me a mask like that."

Zong Yanli handed over a few copper coins. The blacksmith was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Since you want a mask, I'll make you a nice one. The one this kid made is really ugly..."

"No need, it's better to be uglier." Zong Yanli shook his head and said.

The craftsman looked at Zong Yanli and roughly understood what she meant. He immediately responded, "I think the customer is a warrior. I think he wants a mighty and terrifying face mask. I will make one for him right away, but I'm afraid I won't be able to give it to him today."

Zong Yanli nodded slightly: "I will come to get it in two days."

After giving the money, Zong Yanli took Wen Nian away. She was going to lead the army with such a young face. It would be difficult for her to intimidate her troops with such a young face.

In his previous life, Zong Yanli did not lead the troops so early, and later he led the troops he was familiar with. Those who fought along the way all said something about her, saying that she had a face like a woman, no Adam's apple and no beard, and that her voice was not as deep as a man's.

As a result, Zong Yanli spoke very little later on, and even shouted the bugle with all his might, trying to make his voice hoarse.

Now that she was starting over again, she didn't want to explain too much. It would be better to cast a mask to cover her face and avoid all the prying eyes and discussions.

"Young Master, I also want a mask." Wen Nian next to him suddenly spoke up.

"...Go ahead." Zong Yanli glanced at Wen Nian and didn't ask any more questions. He waved at him and told him to go by himself.

Wen Nian turned back to the blacksmith shop and asked him to make a mask for him. Then Zong Yanli went to buy some daily necessities and then returned to the military camp with a lot of bags.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zong Yanli arrived at his tent, he saw two people squatting outside the tent, one was Bai Xiuyun and the other was Pei Liang.

Zong Yanli was not surprised to see Bai Xiuyun, but when she saw Pei Liang, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten about Pei Liang...

Pei Liang's eyes could only be described as full of grief and anger, so much so that Zong Yanli felt guilty and avoided his gaze. He asked Wen Nian to take the things in, and then invited the two of them in.