"I feel so relieved to have such a good sentence."

Under everyone's gaze, Emperor Jingping stood up and walked to Xiao Zicheng, and took off the cloak behind him:

"This cloak is a cloak made of its skin when I was hunting for winter in the previous year.

Today I will reward you with this cloak to show you the praises.”

As he said that, Emperor Jingping personally put on a cloak on Xiao Zicheng, and tied the cloak under everyone's jealous eyes.

Such honor made all the court officials present feel jealous.

The cloak is a personal object of the emperor, which is equivalent to a symbol of glory, and it comes from Emperor Jingping's affirmation.

Xiao Zicheng also knew what this cloak represented, so he hurriedly fell to the ground:

"Thank you for your reward!"

Xiao Fangzhi was already so excited that he couldn't help himself, and even acted even more excited than his son:

"I thank you for your kindness!!!"

"Okay, just flatter."

Emperor Jingping helped his hands with his hands, Xiao Fangzhi and his son slowly stood up, and the ministers in the imperial tent saw this and expressed their congratulations.

After a small episode of a civil and military battle ended by Xiao Zicheng alone, the two sides lost the idea of ​​continuing to fight, and for a moment there was a sense of harmony between civil and military battles.

After three rounds of wine, dishes and five flavors, not to mention civil servants, even the generals in the tent have already shown drunkenness.

Seeing that it was almost done, Emperor Jingping directly announced the feast.

The generals seemed to be a little overwhelmed, mainly because the civil servants were so happy that they could eat it.

When everyone dispersed, Emperor Jingping ordered Li Fan to grind the ink and wrote down the two poems with the intention of drinking.

"These two poems are written so well. The father and son of the Xiao family deserve to be loyal and kind, and it is not in vain for my thoughts."

Emperor Jingping was very moved. With these two poems alone, Xiao Zicheng was called a master of the poetry world.

Li Bao saw all this in his eyes. Seeing Emperor Jingping happy, he couldn't help but smile on his face:

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, not only will you be happy to get a masterpiece, but you will also meet loyal ministers."

Emperor Jingping smiled slightly, but couldn't help but remember the scene of civil and military fighting at the banquet just now.

Although it was well concealed, he could see clearly that the Yang Party had added a little more power than half a year ago.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingping's eyes flashed with murderous intent and murmured:

“It’s not the time yet….”

At the same time, Xiao Zicheng, who had just come out of the prince's camp, met an unexpected person.

The third prince Zhu Yong was waiting early outside the tent where Xiao Zicheng lived, in the cold wind.

Seeing Xiao Zicheng come back, a smile flashed across Zhu Yong's face:

"Xiao Jue Ye's poetry talent makes Xiao Wang admire him. I wonder if he can talk to the account?"

Damn, didn’t you avoid this?

Xiao Zicheng felt a little distressed. When he saw the third prince during the day, he realized that the latter was quite interested in him.

However, he always had a sense that Changping's affairs must have nothing to do with this third prince.

Therefore, after the banquet, Xiao Zicheng went to chat with Zhu Ying for a long time in order to avoid the third prince.

Who would have thought that even though he had done all the tricks, he still couldn't avoid it.

"The Third Highness is joking, please come in quickly."

In desperation, Xiao Zicheng had to invite the third prince into the tent. Zhu Yong was not polite and immediately opened the curtain and stepped in.

As soon as he entered the tent, Zhu Yong smelled a strong smell of hot pot, and the table was filled with leftovers.

Xiao Zicheng's old face turned red. Just before the banquet, Emperor Jingping urged him too hard. Before he could finish it, he hurried to the imperial tent.

"Tian'er, get this clean and give the third prince a cup of hot tea."

Wu Tian walked in with a silly smile when he heard this, bowed to the third prince, and then started to clean up.

"Xiao Jue Ye's attitude towards the side makes Xiao Wang envious."

Zhu Yong did not show any unhappiness because of the chaos in the tent, but instead spoke up for a few compliments.

Xiao Zicheng couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

A prince didn't return to the tent to rest in the middle of the night, but instead came to him alone. He couldn't just chat, right?

"The Third Highness praised you, I am not afraid of you to make fun of it. My greatest ambition in my life is to taste all the delicious food in the world and enjoy all the glory."

Xiao Zicheng smiled embarrassedly and replied indifferently.

When the third prince Zhu Yong heard this, he slapped his thigh suddenly and made a surprise statement:

"That's a coincidence. I also had this idea. How happy it would be to be a free prince!"

Xiao Zicheng couldn't help but curl his lips and secretly complained in his heart.

That idle prince didn't go to bed in the middle of the night and had a long chat with a man?

Let’s talk about something with me, right? I think who can consume more than who?

"Your Highness is serious about this? If this is true, you and I will be confidants of each other!!"

Xiao Zicheng seemed to be intrigued, and pulled the third prince Zhu Yong and started to talk.

From talking about food to wine, to the mountains, rivers and rivers of Dazhou, and finally to the courtesans in the middle of Beijing.

"Your Highness, you don't know. If you talk about which courtesan is more beautiful than the other people in the capital, then you should be the Gongsun everyone in the water pavilion..."

Xiao Zicheng said so much that he talked endlessly, and he commented on the courtesan in the capital one by one as if he had known it.

Zhu Yong was stunned when he heard this. If it weren't for the Changping incident, plus the poetic talent that Xiao Zicheng showed at today's banquet.

The truth was just shook his sleeves, but with these two things in front, Zhu Yong forced himself to suppress his temperament. He heard Xiao Zicheng talk and responded to him from time to time.

I'll go? These third princes are too cunning... They obviously have no interest at all, but they can still listen to my argument with interest...

Seeing that the third prince was not irritable at all, Xiao Zicheng, who was dry-mouthed, was speechless.

Time passed by minute by minute, just when Xiao Zicheng was about to lose his words, Zhu Yong was finally defeated.

I saw him sigh and look worried:

"The war is about to begin next year, and I am always worried. This battle is related to our country in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Whenever I think about it, I feel a heavy burden on me.

I went to the Western Front to work on my father's order, and I felt a lot along the way. Although our Great Zhou Dynasty had no war with Zheng State, there was constant friction between the border.

Especially the Black Flag Army of Zheng State is the most troublesome force for the soldiers. Mr. Xiao can lead his troops to defeat the enemy army twice as much as his. After I learned the news, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night..."

Listening to the third prince’s words, Xiao Zicheng had a rough guess in his mind.

Since the Battle of Changping, the method of training troops in the mountain city has been so magical in the army.

But under the control of Emperor Jingping, only the soldiers of the Jingying and the Eastern Front obtained the complete training techniques.

The Western Front even failed to get the remnants of the chapter. I think the Wangu Tower, the general from the east, smelled something.
Chapter completed!