Who put the yellow robe on me?

The soldiers of the entire camp lined up in an orderly manner, knelt down in unison, and shouted: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi!" The uniform greetings shook the earth and the scene was quite spectacular.

The twelfth prince Jiang Zhan rode on a tall warhorse, looking down at everyone majestically.

He was tall and strong, wearing a suit of fine armor, looking particularly majestic.

There was a hint of coldness between his brows, and his sharp eyes scanned the entire military camp like an eagle.

Jiang Zhan's mother was the fifth princess of the Former Yan Dynasty. Because the Former Yan Dynasty and Daliang made peace, the fifth princess married into the Liang Emperor and was given the title of "Teacher Consort". Jiang Zhan has half the blood of the Former Yan Dynasty flowing in his body.

He was not favored in the court, but he had been fighting outside for many years and had made great military achievements. Therefore, in the army, apart from General Zhong Wenbin, he, King of Qi Jiang Zhan, was the most prestigious.

The sixteenth prince, Jiang Chen, came over with Dianzhang and the other four, and asked with a smile, "Hey, twelfth brother, how come you have time to come to the military camp?"

Jiang Zhan dismounted from his horse in a very heroic manner. He did not directly answer Jiang Chen's question, but sneered and said, "Sixteenth brother, why are you also in the military camp?

Could it be that he has exhausted his health from his daily life of drinking and partying, so he came to the military camp to strengthen his body?

The military camp is not suitable for you. Why don't you go for a walk with the old men in the city? "

Jiang Zhan walked up and straightened Jiang Chen's collar: "How about you become my disciple and I teach you a few moves?"

As soon as the twelfth prince said this, his followers burst into laughter, their voices full of ridicule and contempt.

Since ancient times, the most admired people in the military camp are heroes and strong people, and the most despised people are the weak who are powerless.

The emotions on both sides instantly became tense, and the four guards behind the Sixteenth Prince even put their hands on their swords, ready to attack at any time.

Han Qingsong was so angry that his face turned red and he almost rushed forward, but was quickly stopped by Zhong Xiaodan, who shook his head at Han Qingsong and others.

When Jiang Zhan saw this scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't take these people seriously at all.

Although he appeared indifferent on the surface, he still keenly captured Zhong Xiaodan's actions.

The Zhong family's influence in the military is enormous, even greater than his.

However, the Zhong family has never taken sides. The princes in the court were arguing with each other fiercely, and the three provinces and six ministries were fighting openly and secretly. The two generations and three members of the Zhong family did not say a word about the problems between the princes in the court.

Not only that, since he came from the military, he felt that the Zhong family was somewhat supportive of him.

However, this small action seemed to make him become a guard in the palace of the sixteenth prince Jiang Chen.

Little did they know that after the incidents of the traitor in the Western Regions and the assassination in Cha Qiuwei, the relationship between the sixteenth prince, the thirteenth princess and the two generations of the Zhong family has changed a lot.

However, in order to avoid attracting attention due to his size, Jiang Chen deliberately avoided showing his relationship with the Zhong family in the court. The Zhong family also understood Jiang Chen's thoughts, so everyone did not see their relationship so clearly.

"Twelve Brother, what you said is absolutely right," Jiang Chen suddenly spoke, pulling Jiang Zhan back to his senses. Jiang Chen had a peaceful smile on his face, as if he was not affected by the conflict just now.

"Brother Twelve has been fighting on the battlefield, so his martial arts skills must be extraordinary. How about you teach me a few skills to defend against the enemy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the officers and soldiers began to discuss the matter privately, all revealing contempt.

"He's a prince, isn't it shameful for him to do this?"

"Alas, there's nothing I can do if I'm not as skilled as others!"

"He has so many guards around him..."

Han Qingsong and the four guards and others looked incredulous.

Zhong Xiaodan had heard about the deeds of the Sixteenth Prince many times from the Thirteenth Princess, and had a vague feeling that this matter was not that simple.

He glanced at Jiang Chen, saw a cunning glint in his eyes, and began to prepare to watch the show.

Jiang Zhan glanced at Jiang Chen with disdain: "Sixteenth brother, are you serious? Are you willing to become my disciple and learn martial arts?"

"Of course it's true," Jiang Chen said with a smile, "I have always admired Twelfth Brother's martial arts for a long time. It would be my honor to receive some guidance from Twelfth Brother."

Jiang Zhan, upon hearing what his Sixteenth Brother said, smiled brightly, his face full of pride: "Okay, since Sixteenth Brother is so eager to learn, I will show you my skills."

Jiang Zhan strode onto the arena, and with a clang his sword was unsheathed. The sword in his hand flashed coldly in the sunlight.

He made a slight adjustment, and his sword skills became light and graceful. He swung the sword like the wind, his moves were sharp, his steps were agile, and the sword light shone coldly.

Every movement is full of power and beauty, heroic and breathtaking.

There was a sudden burst of cheers in the military camp, and the soldiers applauded and cheered, cheering for the wonderful performance of the twelfth prince.

Zhong Xiaodan frowned slightly and became even more confused about Jiang Chen's intentions. It was obvious that he was trying to boost others' morale and destroy his own prestige.

After watching Jiang Zhan's performance, Jiang Chen slowly walked onto the arena and said with a look of humility and awe, "Let me try."

He walked up to Jiang Zhan and asked sincerely, "Twelfth Brother, what should I do?"

Jiang Zhan looked at Jiang Chen smugly, with a smug smile on his face, thinking to himself, let's see how you make a fool of yourself now.

So, he began to teach Jiang Chen some basic sword techniques at the shooting range.

"Watch carefully, Sixteenth Brother, first you have to hold the sword like this," Jiang Zhan said, demonstrating the correct way to hold the sword.

Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully and imitated holding the hilt of the sword. Although his posture was a little clumsy, his face showed a serious expression.

"Then, you have to learn this 'Wind-Breaking Slash' move. The movement must be fast and the force must be accurate," Jiang Zhan said, and demonstrated it quickly. The sword light flashed through the air like lightning.

Jiang Chen tried to imitate, but his movements were obviously awkward and his swordsmanship seemed a bit clumsy. He tried several times but still couldn't grasp the key points.

"Take your time, Brother Twelve. I'm a slow learner..." Jiang Chen smiled apologetically, appearing very humble on the surface.

Jiang Zhan laughed heartily and waved his hand to signal him to continue practicing: "It's okay, take your time. It's okay if you can't learn it. At worst, you can ask someone to protect you in the future."

Jiang Zhan looked like a smug villain as he continued to teach in the arena, and every move he made was meant to show off.

The surrounding soldiers looked at the Sixteenth Prince's clumsy movements and couldn't help but murmur in ridicule.

"I can't believe it. His Highness the Sixteenth Prince doesn't even hold his sword correctly."

"Yeah, I usually just spend my days drinking and partying, so I don't have time to learn these things."

"Look at him, I'm afraid he doesn't even know the basics of swordsmanship."

Jiang Chen's face changed slightly when he heard the laughter around him, but he didn't care. Instead, he imitated the twelfth prince's actions more seriously, secretly plotting in his heart.

After a while, Jiang Chen suddenly raised his head and said, "Twelfth Brother, I think I've learned it. Come on, let's try fighting."

When Jiang Zhan heard this, a disdainful smile appeared on his face. "Sixteenth brother, your level is too weak. It's better not to force yourself, otherwise you will get hurt."

But Jiang Chen insisted on trying, and came forward with a sword in hand, his eyes determined, "Twelfth Brother, I really learned it, let me try."

Jiang Zhan had no choice but to nod in agreement, "Okay, but you have to be careful, I don't want to hurt you."

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with cunning: "No, Twelve Brother, come on, come on!"

After saying that, he raised his sword and rushed towards the twelfth prince.