I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

When Huang Shide heard this, his knees softened, and he knelt down immediately with a plop. Instantly, the guards and servants on the scene fell to their knees, and bowed their heads one after another. The audience was silent, and no one dared to say a word.

Ming Ciyue, the God of War of Dayan who once swept the eight tribes of the Western Desert, lost to the new young wolf master who hadn't achieved much?Is this the end of a generation of legends?

Huang Shide lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound, but he kept muttering in his heart.Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, and he, a military servant, would not be unaware of this, but if he wanted to explain how likely Ciyue was defeated and seriously injured by the West Desert people.

"...Impossible." Huang Shide muttered accidentally.

Impossible, impossible!Yes, how is it possible, Mingci is more unlikely to be seriously injured, can't be seriously injured, can't retreat from the battlefield!Who can take the top when Ming Ci gets down? Is he a minister of the Ministry of War? !

Huang Shide faced His Majesty's gaze, and quickly said: "Impossible, Your Majesty, there is deceit here, and Mingyu has led troops for many years, and a mere Western Desert wolf master can't hurt him at all... Collaborating with the enemy, rebelling, plotting Power usurping the throne! This must be a strategy he came up with to seek power and usurp the throne. First, he colluded with Li Ying, the monster in Ximo, and traded military power as a bargaining chip. Hu people wantonly invaded and lured wolves into the house, and now King Jing is in control of the power, these forbidden troops in the capital are not enough to resist the rebels, Dayan, the fate of Dayan is in jeopardy, my lord."

Huang Shide kowtowed loudly, with snot and tears, he really looked like a loyal minister who worked hard.

The Holy Majesty did not speak for a while.The people below were indeed mourning at the time of Guoshang's death, but now they were disturbed by these words, and suddenly felt that this statement was not unreasonable, and there were many voices of agreement among the officials.

Huang Shide continued: "The Holy Majesty didn't send a supervisor to accompany him according to the regulations. Who can tell the situation on the battlefield? Maybe the camps of the two armies have been mixed together, and there is no distinction between them. At the Winter Hunting Festival last year, Naxi Didn’t Moren and King Jing already have the evil intentions of colluding with each other? I have long felt that something was wrong, but now that I think about it, when Li Ying was still in the palace, the way he looked at King Jing was not quite right..."

"According to Master Huang, what should I do?"

"Huh?" Huang Shide was taken aback when he was interrupted, "First of all, the Holy Majesty must not allow Mingci Yue to return to Beijing to recover from his injuries, and he must not fall into his tricks..."

He stretched out his hand and wanted to take the military letter in the hands of the Holy Majesty to have a closer look, but the Majesty held the letter tightly, stretched out his hand, and knocked his black gauze hat away.

"Master Huang is not suspicious of King Jing, but Master Huang is suspicious of the thousands of Yan soldiers who killed the enemy in blood!" Ji Zheng slapped the table heavily, "It is easy to replace a King Jing, but it is easy to replace 20 soldiers from the three armies."

If it is useful, it will be held on the altar, and if it is useless, it will be discarded like a pair of shoes.

Ji Zheng looked around the entire lobby of the Ministry of War very slowly, staring at the officials who were kneeling down, and let out a long breath.

"All those who agree with Master Huang will be expelled..." Ji Zheng paused suddenly and narrowed his eyes.

Huang Shide's expression gradually stiffened, as if he had realized something and crawled over, weeping bitterly, confessing repeatedly, and demanding that he be dismissed from office for investigation.

Ji Zheng threw his leg away, "Why don't you all follow Mr. Huang and be the supervisor of the army, and take a good look at how King Jing is treasonous and collaborating with the enemy."

He ignored Huang Shide who was rolling and crawling on the ground, and hurried back to the palace with the military letter, but as soon as he left the gate of the military department, he ran into Mr. Zhao who rushed over after hearing the wind.

Ji Zheng was not surprised, "Teacher also came to persuade me?"

Taifu Zhao only said: "Your Majesty, don't blame me, it's just that this is definitely not the time for Zhao Mingci to return to court."

Ji Zheng nodded, "I won't call him back to court."

Master Zhao frowned.

Ji Zheng said: "I will go to the western border in person."

Going to Xijiang was Ji Zheng's immediate decision after reading the military book.

Go to Xijiang, go and carry that general back home with battle scars on his back.

Zhao Taifu was shocked when he heard the words, and then opened his mouth, the words he wanted to stop came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.The war between Dayan and Ximo has been going on for three generations. The first emperor has never done such a feat in his 30 years of reign. At this moment, the two armies are at a disadvantage in the battle between the two armies. The rich and noble little sage in such a weak year is willing to go to the west at this moment. ...

Taifu Zhao made a decision for a moment, but still admired from the bottom of his heart: "The sage has such an ambition, and I dare not speak out to dissuade him. I can only do my best to arrange chariots and horses and attendants to protect the sage Zhou Quanquan."

Ji Zheng shook his head again and said, "This time I will go in a low-key suit, so don't disturb the capital and western Xinjiang."

Taifu Zhao still stopped at the same place, but he saw the saint took two steps forward, suddenly shook his body, and leaned against the wall.

Only then did Zhao Taifu think of something again, he quickly went up to help him, and said in a low voice: "The world is unpredictable, please take care of yourself, His Royal Highness Prince Jing is blessed, and you must..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Holy Master pushed his hand away. When he looked up, Taifu Zhao was taken aback.

There was no trace of emotional fluctuations on that delicate and picturesque young man's face, neither joy nor sorrow, his eyes were as numb and empty as the frozen sea.

"I'm fine. Winning or losing is life and death. It's up to you. I know it all, I understand it... I just want to take him home."

"If I have fallen down, who of you will pick him up and go home..."

Taifu Zhao's hand was still in the air, watching the Holy One walking towards the east, the golden but dead and empty palace in front of him was covered by shadow, like an empty shell, enveloping him.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, this matter is like nothing else, it must be done as it is said to be done, and there is no room for pause. At present, the convoy escorting additional supplies of military supplies, escorted by Huang Shide, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, set off from the capital in a mighty way.

The last time he wore military armor, he was seen through. This time, Ji Zheng was wearing the dilapidated attendant uniform in the palace. In addition, he was thin and thin, and his gauze hat was lowered. People who do not live in the palace are not familiar with the complete appearance of the current monarch. , It was not too difficult to hide the truth along the way.But after Huang Shide learned that the Holy Majesty was pretending to be in the team, surrounded by hidden guards, he walked at the front of the team, his whole body stiff, as if someone had held a knife to the back of Destiny's neck.

The convoy carried a lot of rations, so even though they were in a hurry, the speed of the march could not be increased, and the journey took more than ten days.In the past ten days, since leaving the customs and crossing the mountains, the thick sandy soil and flying rocks in the western Xinjiang have been mixed with the northwest wind, and the air is getting drier and drier, often against the wind and sand Walking hard all the way, I couldn't find any bushes that could shelter from the wind.A group of people who lived in the plains and affluent capital soon became overwhelmed, their faces were ashamed, their mouths were dry, and they were not acclimatized to the environment.

It's just that along the way, Ji Zheng just thought back and forth numbly and quietly, he was hurt, the emperor's uncle was seriously injured.

Where is the injury, how serious is the injury, and Mingci is covered with scars, what kind of...serious injury could it be this time?

The military books came and went on this road, they came and went, and they intercepted it once with a token. The lengthy content explained various battle situations, but there was no mention of "the emperor's uncle was seriously injured". They sent it to ask His letters were not answered.

It's like an insignificant thing, forgotten and lost.

Huang Shide became anxious, got angry in a hurry, scratched his ears and cheeks, and had ulcers all over his mouth.On the contrary, Ji Zheng remained calm all the time, and even comforted others, waiting for nothing.

On the No.16 day when they set out.

"Report! Our camp is just ahead." The camp appeared earlier than expected, and it seemed that within the past ten days, the camp had moved a lot to the east.

Ji Zheng was caught in the middle of the team, got out of the car, and entered with the soldiers and horses under the gaze of two rows of soldiers.It had been nearly two months since we parted, and his heart was already beating wildly on a conditioned reflex. He swallowed hard and stretched out his hand to press the brim of his hat.

The barracks didn't seem to have the slightest sense of defeat. Everywhere was orderly and extremely busy, until he heard a familiar voice from one side, "...Let's put it aside for now...wait for the Holy Majesty to make a decision."

The steps under Ji Zheng's feet turned in an instant, and she unconsciously turned to the side of the voice.

"Eunuch, please go over there, first unload the military rations, eat and rest, the commander is busy with military affairs now, it is inconvenient to greet him, please also invite Haihan."

Ji Zheng: ...?

As soon as the little deputy lieutenant was called, Huang Shide faltered in his throat for an instant, and turned his head to look at him in horror. Many hidden guards also stopped in their tracks, their bodies stiffened and tensed up.

Ji Zheng waved his hand, looked over the crowd, glanced once, then glanced again, took a deep breath, and obediently returned to the team, walked in the opposite direction, and handed over food and grass together.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and everyone was busy going up and down unloading goods, and he was alone, pacing slowly at the side. The granary was next to the barracks, and there were a few soldiers standing there.

"...Uncle Huang, slow down!"

Ji Zheng's whole body tightened suddenly, and his eyes were glued to the direction of the stable for an instant. Just as he was about to walk over quickly, a feeling of something was wrong spontaneously.

"...How long has it been since Uncle Huang fell and broke his leg?"

"It's been almost a month now. The commander's mount is young and strong, recovering quickly enough to carry it."

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, who gave you such a bad name...It sounds like Uncle Huang, but that's the name of the guy who called us Marshal. Not only did he not shy away from it, he even called a horse..."

He also frowned deeply when he heard this, the name was too inappropriate, naming the horse "Uncle Huang" was like slapping the royal family of Dayan in the face.

Who started it? !

"Hey, who would dare to come up with such a name except that one. Back then when we set off at the base of the city wall, that one called this horse Uncle Huang in front of the whole army."

Ji Zheng:? ? ?

He stood in the same place, as if he had been struck by lightning. When did he name Ma the uncle?When did he call for horses at the base of the city wall in front of the whole army? !

【"...Uncle Emperor."

"...Uncle Huang, eat more, you can lead troops to fight when you are full."

"...Uncle Huang, if you can't beat them, you have to outrun them, do you hear me!"]

Almost instantly, those few exhortations before leaving came to mind.

Ji Zheng: ...

He finally realized what was the strange feeling that had been hanging in his heart all this time.He immediately took out the military letter from his sleeve, on which it was clearly written in black and white, "Uncle Huang fell into the enemy's line and was seriously injured."

It's not that the more you hurt the more you say it!Who would call Mingci Yue the Emperor's Uncle in the military newspaper's letter body!How eager was he to fail to see such a simple question.

Just scaring himself like this, tense and worried for half a month, Ji Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to laugh or cry.

In an instant, a sense of slack and relief rushed over, diluting the helplessness and ridiculousness of having a big oolong.

The two continued to chat.

"Who dares not to use the name given by that one! He really used our handsome man like a cow and a horse."

"The commander-in-chief naturally hates this name and has never used it before, but this horse is really injured and he has to fly to the capital immediately. After all, it is a horse that has been given a name. I am afraid that that one will lose his temper and blame him. Who are we to worry about?" worthy."

Ji Zheng pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

They were all right, but he really didn't expect that a few casual words to himself would cause so much trouble to the emperor.

"Uncle Huang."

A voice as deep as the wind blowing in the forest on a spring day came from behind the two soldiers.Not only the two of them, but even Ji Zheng, as if they were caught on the spot at the scene of the crime, their whole bodies were shattered.

Ming Ci Yue stroked the horse's mane, and called, "Uncle Huang."

Hearing Ming Ciyue spit out the word "Emperor Uncle" was extremely subtle, and he didn't know who he was calling.

The tone of voice is obviously cold without any ups and downs, but it seems to be reciting whispers between lovers, like the confused and lingering murmurs that the two once had when they were together.

Ji Zheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The emperor's uncle's figure was surrounded by the thick night, and he was still strong and tall. At this moment, in his eyes, he seemed to be inexplicably more tired.

Ji Zheng looked at him, looking eagerly at him from head to toe. The grief after learning that the emperor's uncle was "seriously injured" was completely released at this moment. He no longer had to pretend to be the emperor, and no longer had to force himself to give Uncle Huang provides support.

The emperor's uncle is right in front of him at this moment.

Ming Ci leaned over and lowered his head, inspected the recovery of the horse's front hooves, stared at the two men and said indifferently: "You are supposed to take care of the official horse's military supervisor, the maintenance of the official horse's injury, the rewards and punishments are clearly defined in the military discipline, and the regulations It's so clear, who is to blame for losing his temper?"

"The weather in western Xinjiang is not hot. Within a month of the horse's injury, the wound obviously had festered abscesses and healed itself. Why didn't the medicine be given in time?"

The two were ashamed, saying that they took full-time positions to take care of horses, but those military regulations were always for decoration. They were just logistics soldiers who did everything, and the commander never had time to care about them...

"Accept the punishment on your own. There is no position in the army and no one is an exception."

Hearing that the corner of the wall is always not bright, Ji Zheng was just about to turn around and leave around the other side of the granary, but Ming Ciyue's gaze had already turned around.

His heart skipped a beat.

Across the night, ten feet away, the disheveled attendants used to cover up, and they traveled from the capital thousands of miles away overnight, rushing in silently. Even Ji Zheng couldn't recognize that pampered little girl when she looked in the mirror. Your Majesty, Uncle Emperor...can you recognize him?If he can really get through the voice of his heart...

Is there really a Western desert magic that can hear people's hearts in the world... This is another purpose of his special trip to travel in disguise.

Ji Zheng began to be afraid, afraid that he would recognize it, afraid that he would not recognize it, and even more afraid that he would recognize it but pretend nothing had happened.

He had never stared at the emperor's uncle more seriously than at this moment, trying to catch every slight change in expression from that jade-like face that was always restrained and moist.

He suddenly became curious about what the uncle was thinking every time he stared at him.

"My lord." Ming Ci Yue cupped his hands and interrupted his thoughts.

Ji Zheng was so shocked by this address that she didn't know how to respond.It stands to reason that he is wearing the clothes of a low-ranking attendant, so it is impossible for the prince to call him a lord, but if he is said to represent the imperial court's supervisor, calling him a lord in a polite way is also in line with Ming Ci Yue's overly modest character .

He lowered his head, hummed hastily and vaguely as an answer, and didn't dare to say any more.

But before he raised his head, Ming Ciyue had already passed by him and left.When they passed by, Ji Zheng's long sleeves wrapped around his narrow-sleeved armor, but Uncle Huang seemed to be serious, completely, and didn't recognize him at all, and his steps were so light and brisk that he didn't even have the slightest doubt or hesitation.

Ji Zheng came back to his senses and stared at the night in the distance.

Could this reaction be staged?

"Uncle Huang" also noticed his presence in the corner.It is a black and extremely handsome horse. It has been following Mingci for many years. At this moment, it is obviously curious and suspicious of Ji Zheng. It tilts its head and walks slowly with a limp.

Ji Zheng showed embarrassment, and even took a few steps back, mocking inwardly, the old horse's sense of smell is more useful than the so-called Western desert magic.

The two orderlies hurriedly grabbed the rope, "Your Excellency, the Holy One sent you to oversee the army, those just now..."

Ji Zheng said lightly: "Well, just chatting, there is no need to tell the Holy One." He was telling the truth.

One of them thanked Ji Zheng immediately, and the other couldn't help but looked up at Ji Zheng a few more times, intentionally or unintentionally said: "The commander and this horse are not normal to you..."

Ji Zheng avoided looking, smiled and denied it, and hurriedly left the place.

The past few days were regarded as the gap between the two armies fighting. All the soldiers were tense for several days. The atmosphere in the army was too low and serious. Want to take this to relax a little bit.

Huang Shide was sitting on the left of Ji Zheng, and on the right was the orderly named Wu Ying in the stable just now, it was really a dilemma.

Everyone waited for a long time for King Jing to come to the banquet, but what they waited for was a sentence of busy military affairs, let you enjoy it by yourself, so the seat opposite Ji Zheng across the entire bonfire was vacant, and the opportunity to recognize each other was once again missed up.

"My lord, please." Wu Ying came up and tore up the whole half-cooked lamb leg that was still dripping blood and handed it to Ji Zheng. Huang Shide gasped when he saw it.

This dinner was definitely not an enjoyment for Ji Zheng. This original owner's body was grown out of the rich clothes and fine food in the palace. He didn't eat the raw ones, the old ones, or the stimulating ones, and even half a glass of spirits fall.

Just when Ji Zheng's hesitant hand was still hanging in the air, Wu Ying suddenly took it back, and smiled apologetically, "I was negligent, my lord may have stayed in the palace for a long time, and I can't touch these blood-stained ones..."

Before Wu Ying finished speaking, Ji Zheng had already snatched it away, and without thinking about it, he took a big bite with a blank expression.

If you want to act in an act, you have to act to the end. Wearing an eunuch's uniform and being exposed in front of so many people, how can he save the face of the ninety-five supreme being.

So for the rest of the half-time banquet, Ji Zheng kept washing away the salty smell in his mouth with wine.

The drunkenness came unconsciously, which can be regarded as releasing the pressure and diluting the fatigue of the previous few days.When he realized it, the banquet was almost over. The soldiers in the barracks strictly obeyed military discipline and did not drink a single drop of alcohol during the war preparations. Several large pots of fine wine were used to entertain them.

Huang Shide was also very drunk, and had already been helped into a separate camp.

At this time, Ji Zheng was an attendant of the army, and he was not assigned a separate camp, so he couldn't find where the commander's camp was because he was drunk.

Until a voice wafted from my ear, "Do you want to take a bath? I will take you there."

bath?Yuchi, hot water, steam, saponins, aromatherapy...

Ji Zheng nodded in a daze.

He was helped to a tent at the deepest part of the camp, and hot air kept coming out of the curtain, and immediately a wooden bucket, a large ladle, and two square towels were stuffed into his hands.

Ji Zheng:?

He looked down at the things in his hand and was a little confused.

"You can pour it in the water by yourself. If you pour more water, it will cool down quickly. Just take off your clothes and put them on the shelf outside. No one will steal them."

Seeing his hesitation, Wu Ying said again: "Many people washed it inside, it's all right and very warm."

There are indeed many people in there.

Ji Zheng could hear it clearly, the sound of splashing water coming from inside from time to time was accompanied by the unique hearty laughter of the soldiers fighting and fighting.

His entire back was stiff, and his hairs stood on end.

Army life is boring and strict, and only this kind of bathing time is a place where everyone can joke without any scruples and meet and exchange feelings frankly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he hadn't moved, Wu Ying smiled understandingly: "It's okay, then I'll go in first, and you can take off your clothes after I get in."

After all, before Ji Zheng had time to stop him, Wu Ying had already removed the outermost armor, and began to reach down his neck to fumble for the buttons of the padded jacket.

Ji Zheng woke up completely, completely out of drunkenness, he faltered, he was so nervous that he had nowhere to look.

He was ill in bed before, so he didn't have the chance to experience the spectacular scene of a group of young and fleshy bodies crowded together in the school bathhouse, and then he was dressed as an emperor, and the jade pool he exclusively enjoyed was bigger than the entire school bathhouse.

Ji Zheng's gaze had nowhere to rest, and it was a bit difficult to accept for a while, so when he was in a good relationship, he went to take a bath together...

However, it is impossible for the low-status servants in the palace to have experienced the bathhouse, so it would be strange if they continued to twitch.

Wu Ying had already stretched her hand down, and began to pull her waistband, and was about to pull it down.

Ji Zheng made up his mind, closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and put his hands outside his dusty attendant uniform.

"Me too..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a bang, and the small orderly in front of him was kicked into the curtain of the bathroom door, and disappeared into the steaming heat with his pants.

Before he had time to look back, he felt his body lighten, his eyes spun, his head and feet fell instantly, and he fell into a broad shoulder.

"Want to watch men undress?"

The author has something to say: Uncle Emperor: I will show you my humble minister

This should be counted as the day before yesterday and yesterday... I wanted to post it together later after I finished writing, qaq has been waiting for a long time