The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

On the battlefield, no one cares about the life or death of a soldier.

In a real war, there are countless casualties every day, and no one cares who dies. At this time, everyone just wants to survive until the moment the war is won.

Throughout history, most of the famous young generals came from military families, and were surrounded by followers and guards who had been with them through thick and thin since childhood.

On the battlefield, there will always be someone to protect you from behind.

But Kang Ge'er is not.

He had no personal followers, and no one protected him on the battlefield except himself.

This is a family disadvantage. Take him and Luo Zhen for example, although both of their grandfathers were military generals and were marquises.

But after entering the battlefield, Luo Zhen obtained far more resources than Kang Ge'er, and had more ways to gain merit.

"Although I haven't witnessed the brutality of a battlefield, I can get a glimpse of it from historical records. Thousands of people fighting, blood and foam flying everywhere. It's even impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. Kang Ge'er, tell me, how did you save yourself?"

As he spoke, Chu Qinling sat in front of him, staring at him intently.

"The ranger stories you've read are all about one man being the hero. What do you rely on on the battlefield? It's manpower, food, and the leader's tactics. If someone could lead you, I wouldn't hesitate, but there's no such thing. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chu Qinling knew that the more people opposed him doing something, the more he wanted to do it.

We can only appeal to his emotions and explain the reasons to him, and explain the interests involved. Kang Ge'er can understand these principles.

It's not that he disagrees, but it's too risky.

Kang Ge'er lowered his head and said nothing. He had never thought about these things. It seemed that he was too naive.

Chu Qinling sighed, "Listen to me, don't go. At least it's two years away."

In two years, when he can build up some power of his own, at least he will not be left without use.

Hearing your brother say this, Kang Ge'er felt a little relieved.

His mind raced, and he felt like he had been too impulsive and thoughtless.

He originally wanted to go to the border to gain some experience, but war is not a joke and must be done with extreme caution.

Thinking of this, he scratched his index finger.

"I……"

At this time, footsteps were heard outside, followed by the voice of a palace maid.

"Sixth Prince, the Empress has sent this servant to ask the young master of Duan Bo's Mansion to come and pay his respects."

"Queen mother?"

Chu Qinling stood up, somewhat puzzled as to why his mother had suddenly summoned Kang Ge'er.

Looking at Kang Ge'er who also had a puzzled look on his face, there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

"It's just right. I haven't paid my respects to the Queen Mother yet. I'll go with Kang Ge'er."

"Yes."

"Come on, I'll go with you to pay my respects to the Queen Mother."

Kang Ge'er stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't had much contact with the newly returned Empress, so it was great to have your brother accompany her.

I followed the palace maid and your brother to the Queen's palace, and knelt down to pay my respects as soon as I entered.

"I, Chengkang, pay my respects to the Empress. May the Empress Fengyi be in good health."

Kang Ge'er knelt down respectfully and saluted. When he looked up slightly, he saw a pair of bright yellow palace boots standing in front of him.

"Get up and let me take a good look at you."

Queen Zhu bent down slightly and personally helped Kang'er up. Kang'er was no longer the ignorant child he used to be, and was a little flattered for a moment.

"Thank you, Queen."

Queen Zhu sat in her seat and carefully looked at the person in front of her. The last time she saw him was at a palace banquet. Now that she looked closer, she felt that he had the same charm as before.

When the two of them came in together, she was still a little dazed, as if she had returned to the time when she was in her aunt's palace and her cousin brought Lord Duan to pay his respects.

The past comes to mind as if it were yesterday.

She has been reminiscing about the past all her life.

The regret of being one step short in chess was something she would never be able to let go of for the rest of her life.

She is, and so is her aunt.

Queen Zhu casually asked about some of her daily hobbies and what she did.

Kang Ge'er answered one by one, and gradually lost his initial restraint.

Chu Qinling listened from the side and didn't feel anything unusual, as if he was being too suspicious.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Concubine Ning has requested the Sixth Prince visit Fuhua Palace, stating that she has important business to attend to."

Queen Zhu was laughing heartily because of Kang Ge'er. When she heard this, she waved her hand and called Chu Qinling to go quickly.

"Go ahead. You'll need to come back later. You'll have lunch here at noon today."

When Chu Qinling heard that his mother had something to do, he stood up and said goodbye, and glanced at Kang Ge'er before leaving.

Kang Ge'er blinked his eyes to show that he would never speak nonsense.

Queen Zhu watched the pearl curtain regain its composure, and looked at the somewhat innocent Kang Ge'er, and the smile on her lips slowly disappeared.

……

When Chu Qinling returned, Queen Zhu was showing Kang Ge'er a scroll.

"This was the painting I made when your grandfather visited the palace to drink and have fun with Prince Huiwen. I was supposed to give it to him, but I didn't expect to have the chance to do so later."

Kang Ge'er looked at the scroll and saw two people playing rock-paper-scissors. Next to them was a table with messy wine glasses on it.

"Huiwen is my cousin. He's usually a warm and gentle person, but he only behaves unruly when he's with your grandfather. The Queen Mother always disliked your grandfather for this reason, but your grandfather didn't care. Instead, he kept getting closer to the Queen Mother. At that time, the palace was filled with laughter and playfulness all day long."

It was my aunt's birthday at the time, and there was no big celebration. We just set up two tables in the center of the palace and everyone ate and drank together.

In addition to this painting, she also painted another one at that time.

When Kang Ge'er heard what the Queen said, he thought, isn't this just shamelessness?

I didn’t expect that my grandfather had this side to him. My grandmother always said that I was shameless. It seems that I inherited this from my grandfather.

If Duan Chongming knew that his own grandson was complaining about him like this behind his back, he would probably be so angry that he would flip the lid of his coffin.

"This scroll is useless to me. Dai Mo, find a brocade box to put it in and take it with you when Brother Duan leaves the palace."

Kang Ge'er happily knelt down to express his gratitude.

"Get up, you are close to the Sixth Prince, why bother with all this formality?"

"Mother."

Queen Zhu turned around and asked, "You're back so soon? What happened to your mother? Is she feeling unwell?"

"Thank you for your concern, my mother is fine."

"That's good."

Queen Zhu nodded without asking any further questions.

"It's almost noon, so let's have dinner early. After dinner, go and have fun. I won't keep you here any longer."

Chu Qinling was a little worried and wanted to wait until after lunch to ask Kang Ge'er.

But just after the meal, news came from outside the palace, asking Kang Ge'er to return home quickly.

Just like that, neither of them had time to talk anymore, and Kang Ge'er left the palace with some worry in his eyes.

This farewell is three years.