Quick Wear: I and the Way of Heaven are one

Lin·Simple, weak and harmless·Le Zhi listened to Xiao Lang reporting various situations, worthy of being General Xiao.

The army's return to the capital was also a deterrent to those royal family members who were ready to make moves.

Who doesn’t want to have an emperor in his family?

Xiao Lang reported that he felt relieved but also worried.

The young emperor is too young, and I don’t know if he can defeat these old foxes in the court.

When returning, Lin Lezhi specially asked Xiao Lang to stay with him as a sign of favor.

General Xiao, now the Duke of Fuguo, is highly regarded by the emperor, and they are a perfect match for each other.

If it wasn't so inconvenient to let people get on the car, Lin Lezhi would even want to pull General Xiao into the car directly.

It's so cold outside, and only men in the army are not afraid.

Don't think she didn't see it, those ministers stomped their feet secretly several times.

The carriage gradually left the downtown area, and Lin Lezhi lifted a corner of the curtain at this moment.

Looking at the man riding a horse next to him, he has an upright posture. Although he is very young, he looks very reliable.

Lowering the car curtain and retracting his gaze, Lin Lezhi was wondering when the little guy would grow up.

Because of his frail health, he could use this as an excuse not to take concubines into the palace in recent years.

When the little one grows up, we can see what he is like.

Anyway, if it really doesn't work, just say she is not good enough.

I won't fight to the death for the throne.

Xiao Lang outside also breathed a sigh of relief. The little emperor's gaze was too obvious.

I don't know why I couldn't help but take a deep breath until the gaze disappeared.

When getting off the car, Lin Lezhi patted his face to help himself wake up.

In her past, she would spend this kind of time curled up in her little chair, holding a hot water bottle in her hand, with a stove beside her.

Live your life happily.

The more I think about it, the more I feel I cannot be the emperor.

What General Xiao didn't know was that he was worried about whether the little emperor's health could hold on, and the little emperor was already planning who would be the next emperor.

Lin Lezhi looked at the man standing next to him like a pine tree and immediately approached him enthusiastically.

"General, come, come, today is your celebration banquet. Although the banquet has not started yet, please come with me first."

She also planned to listen to the general's stories.

Xiao Lang was startled and said in panic, "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."

Lin Lezhi raised his eyebrows, "Aren't my rules rules?"

Xiao Lang laughed. Even though the little emperor seemed innocent and harmless, he was still a descendant of the royal family and was extremely domineering in his heart.

Perhaps because he had never been a king before, the late emperor would still have some words of weighing the pros and cons, but the young emperor was not particular about trivial matters.

"This...I obey your order." After hesitating for a second, Xiao Lang was still unwilling to dispute with the emperor over such a trivial matter, so he agreed directly.

Completely unaware of his general's dilemma, he immediately pulled the man in with a smile.

Is he so happy if he agrees? Xiao Lang thought unconsciously.

"Come here, prepare the meal."

Lin Lezhi gave the order in a loud voice, still holding his general's armor in his hand, as if he was afraid that the person would run away.

Xiao Lang naturally would not refuse. It was common to go hungry while marching and fighting, but he naturally could not refuse hypocritically if he could have food.

So Lin Lezhi held his bowl in his hand and watched his general gulp down a lot of food.

It turns out that soldiers are so big eaters. Do they have enough food?

How can we fight if we don’t have enough to eat? We have to fight hard and still not have enough to eat.

When Xiao Lang looked up, he saw the Emperor looking at him worriedly.

Confused, Xiao Lang asked, "Your Majesty."

Lin Lezhi answered subconsciously: "I was wondering if the food and fodder sent to the border is enough for the soldiers to eat."

Xiao Lang's heart was so soft, even though the little emperor in front of him looked a little small and tender, and might not understand how to be a king.

But based on his heart, Xiao Lang knew that the emperor in front of him was at least an emperor who sympathized with his subordinates.

He slowed down his voice and said, "Soldiers should be able to eat until they are at least 80% full when they are on the march and fighting. A slightly more varied diet is enough for daily needs."

At least when the previous emperor was alive, although he was wary of the Xiao family, there was no case of withholding or embezzling military pay.

With such a good grain harvest, it is already good enough to be able to eat until we are 80% to 90% full.

For example, people from some poor families, except for the breadwinners who usually work hard, can basically only eat until they are 50% to 60% full.

Lin Lezhi suddenly asked Xiao Lang a lot of questions, such as what it was like on the battlefield?

Xiao Lang told her that on the battlefield there are not only lofty ambitions and passions, but also the sacrifice of one's country and family, and the blood-stained battlefield.

There are family members whom I haven’t seen for several years, children who have not grown up yet, and elderly people who are lonely and waiting for their children to return.

The reason why Xiao Lang became a general was never due to luck.

He told these stories in a leisurely manner, without exaggeration or sugarcoating.

Because he knew that the current little emperor was the sixteen-year-old Prince An, who had previously lived a life of luxury like a young master.

Since the little emperor was willing to listen, he would tell him.

Lin Lezhi suddenly said firmly: "I will definitely make sure that the people of Daxia have better food in the future."

She is the precious Prince An, and although her gender is fake, she has read many books and listened to many truths.

But she still couldn't imagine what it would be like to go to war with your life at risk when you can't even get enough to eat?

The truth is often more cruel than what is written in books. They are no longer stories, but human lives.

Xiao Lang smiled sincerely and nodded, "I believe in Your Majesty, too."

Although he felt that he would not be able to sit on the throne of emperor for more than a few years, or maybe even for more than ten years, Lin Lezhi still wanted to do his best.

After the meal, Lin Lezhi took Xiao Lang to the imperial study.

Here, there are only Lin Lezhi and Xiao Lang.

"General, it's strange to say, even though this is the first time we meet, I still trust you."

He looked at Xiao Lang with a clear black and white gaze, his eyes full of trust.

But in an instant, Xiao Lang knelt straight down and said, "It is my honor to have your Majesty's trust. I am willing to sacrifice my life for your Majesty."

"Okay." Lin Lezhi reached out and helped her general up.

She believed in the soldier in front of her who was defending her country, so she took something out of her arms and handed it to Xiao Lang.

"Please accept it, my great general. Daxia will become a better place in the future."

There were stars in her eyes as she looked forward to that scene.

Like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger, Lin Lezhi now has plenty of passion and energy.

What's more, she has her eyes set on the next emperor, and that little guy looks smart.

Xiao Lang took the wooden box and opened it. When he saw what was inside, even the general who commanded the army couldn't help but tremble.

Inside the box was a tiger talisman, symbolizing the emperor's presence.

All the armies of Daxia are mobilized by His Majesty or by the tiger talisman that symbolizes His Majesty.

At this moment, Xiao Lang wanted to just stuff this thing back to His Majesty.

Act as if nothing happened.