The Seventh Prince Mingxiao frowned: "Eighth brother, shut up! What are you saying?" As he looked at the other people, he said: "Sons of man must be loyal and filial. At the moment, the war in the northern border is tight, so naturally there are ministers in the court who share the worries of the father's emperor, and it is not our turn to. As the sons of the father's emperor, the first thing we must do is to cultivate ourselves and observe ourselves, stay in the palace peacefully, and not share the worries of the father's emperor, but we cannot cause any trouble at this time, and only let the father's emperor worry."

After hearing this, some princes nodded in agreement, but some did not agree. The Twelve Highness Ming Gong curled his lips and said, "Seventh Brother... I think this is a bit wrong with my brother. Since I am a prince, I naturally have to take the initiative to share my father's worries. How can I ignore my father's worries during the national crisis and stay peacefully? My brother just now also said that the ninth brother is eighteen years old, so what's wrong with volunteering? Which second brother and sixth brother are not the second brother and sixth brother who take the initiative to share my father's worries? Is it a mistake to have such filial piety?"

Ming Xiao glanced at Ming Gong and said unhappily: "When did I say it's not? If you have filial piety, you have to look at the time and place, and see what you are doing. The old saying goes, if you want to do something good, you must first sharpen your tools. It is good for the twelfth brother to have the heart to share the worries of his father. Now the northern border is fighting. How dare you ask if the twelfth brother has the courage to go to the battlefield? Even if the twelfth brother has this courage, does the twelfth brother have that ability? It's obvious that not to mention the twelfth brother, among the people we stand here now, I'm afraid that only Jing Ge can do his best. That's right, the ninth brother is quite good at punching and kicking among us, but he really takes it to the battlefield..."

Mingxiao turned around and looked at Mingyong and said, "Ninth brother, it's not that Seventh brother looked down on you, Seventh brother is just telling the truth. You may not be able to get on the battlefield..." Although Mingyong was angry when he heard this, he hesitated for a moment and still didn't say anything. Mingxiao continued, "Is the Sixth brother brave? Is it better than the Ninth brother? After begging for half a month, the father finally let go. But what happened later? He went to the battlefield twice, and he was still protected by the three layers of the inner and three layers of the inner and outer layers of the Bingyong?"

Ming Yong snorted and said, "Where is the second brother, who has made military achievements with real swords and guns. Even several generals from the court have praised him to his father!"

Mingxiao smiled and said, "The second brother is not to say, but the second brother is the second brother, we are us. I ask you, who among us dares to say that he can compare with the second brother's courage? Even the second brother almost broke an arm? Do you think Beirong is so easy to fight?" After Mingxiao said this, everyone next to him gradually lost their words. After a while, Mingxiao looked at Mingyong and Mingde and said, "No matter what, it is good to have this heart. Since we have this heart, we must always cultivate ourselves and prepare so that each of us has our own strengths. When the father hires people, we can do our job properly. This is enough. As for now, we should do what we should do peacefully and don't let the father worry about us. This is the truth."

"Oh..." Ming Lian sighed with a long sigh: "It's still Brother Qi who has knowledge. Brother Qi thanks for his teachings! In the future, I will definitely be at ease to do something wrong and be passed on to my father. But it's not a filial piety to be a son..."

After this conversation, the few people didn't say anything. When the prince spoke, Jing Ge did not dare to continue talking. Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, he said, "What your highness said has their own reasons. In fact, as long as your highness is dedicated, whether it is loyal or filial, the emperor will be happy when he knows."

Jing Ge turned to Mingyong and Mingde and smiled: "Your Highness Ninth and Your Highness Sixteenth want to go to the battlefield and show our great power in building the army. If you don't say anything else, this courage is enough to be admired. As for your ability, we will have a long way to go, so just practice more."

Mingyong nodded heavily after hearing this: "Well, what I'm saying is. This Hongwu Palace is not a place to talk about. Come on, let's fight again!" As he said that, he walked into the field, opened his posture and fought with Jing Ge again.

Mingde opened his eyes wide and said a few words to Lin Nan from time to time while looking. "Hey, Brother Jiu's skills are not good at Jing Ge... Do you think Jing Ge can beat Brother Jiu?" Lin Nan smiled and said nothing. "Hey, what are you asking!"

Lin Nan looked at the scene, smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then how much worse can you compare with Brother Jiu?"

"Go back to Your Highness, Your Highness Ninth is eighteen years old, which is the age you and me add up. How can you compare... I'm afraid that if we two add one, we are not as good as Your Highness Ninth..."

"Oh..." Mingde sighed when he heard this, turned his face and looked at it for a while, and suddenly a cunning look appeared in his eyes. He turned his head and whispered: "You said... If it was Brother Jiu, plus the two of us, would you have a chance to fight Jingge together?"

"I'm afraid...it's still not..."

"What?" Mingde seemed a little angry, frowned and looked at Lin Nan, then turned to look at Jing Ge and Mingyong who were fighting. After a while, he suddenly lowered his head slightly, sighed and stopped talking. After a while, he turned his head and said, "I really want to grow up quickly..."

At this time, Mingyong and Jing Ge had already had two incense sticks in the field. Although Mingyong improved a lot compared to the previous time, he was also a little embarrassed. Mingde immediately jumped up from the thick mat as soon as he saw it: "Brother Jiu, I'll help you!" As he said that, he pulled up the thick mat beside him and pushed it towards Jing Ge like a big shield. Jing Ge couldn't help laughing at the sight, dodged, snatched Mingde's thick mat, swung it to the side, and then reached out to grab the belt around Mingde's waist, as if he was capturing a general immediately, and immediately carried Mingde away from the ground. Seeing this, Mingyong shouted loudly, and rushed towards Jing Ge like a desperate posture. Jing Ge hurriedly swung Mingde on the mat and turned around to fight Mingyong.

Peng! Mingde was thrown face down on the mat. Although it didn't hurt, laughter around him suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Just as Lin Nan came over to see if he was fine, Mingde immediately became angry: "You go! Go and teach him a lesson for me and Brother Jiu!"

"Your Highness..."

"I was bullied, will you go?"

Lin Nan smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'll go, but if you say something first, I can't beat him..."

"Don't worry about it, let's talk about it after you hit it!"
Chapter completed!