novelE2F #432 - The foolish prince
#432 - The foolish prince
Recently, Wu Huan, for some reason, suddenly became extremely enthusiastic about finding a matchmaker for Liang Jin. Whenever he had a day off, he couldn't wait to drag Liang Jin to blind dates.
But at that time, Liang Jin was completely focused on improving his strength and had no leisure to pay attention to blind dates.
Every day, he immersed himself in cultivation, striving for breakthroughs, and had no time to consider romantic affairs.
However, today, Su Lian's words about future aspirations were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in Liang Jin's heart, making him have some different thoughts.
But out of habit, Liang Jin still politely declined, saying:
"Brother Wu, I still have to go look at houses tomorrow."
"As for what you said, I really can't guarantee I'll have time."
When Wu Huan heard the words "look at houses," his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something new.
He carefully looked Liang Jin up and down, then suddenly patted Liang Jin on the shoulder and laughed heartily:
"You little brat, you've finally seen the light!"
"It seems you've finally figured it out, so you plan to rent a house to prepare for settling down, right?"
"You're still very thoughtful. To start a family, you must have a stable place to live so that the girl will be willing to live with you."
"Otherwise, we soldiers live in the barracks every day. Which girl would be willing to run to this military camp? Even if the girl is thick-skinned and wants to come, the military camp has strict security, and she can't get in."
Saying that, Wu Huan waved his hand with an unquestionable attitude:
"That's settled then. I'll come and call you tomorrow morning! We'll talk about renting a house after seeing the girl!"
After speaking, he turned and strode away.
Wu Huan didn't think about Liang Jin looking at houses in terms of buying a house.
After all, in his opinion, with Liang Jin's meager monthly military salary, buying a house in the capital was simply a pipe dream, something he shouldn't even think about in this lifetime.
Liang Jin looked at Wu Huan's impetuous back, who left without listening to any refusal, and helplessly shook his head.
Seeing Wu Huan's posture, if he didn't go tomorrow, it seemed that wouldn't do.
Oh well, if he really couldn't refuse, he would give him some face and go once, then explicitly refuse when he came back.
Just at this moment.
A strange laughter came from behind Liang Jin:
"Hehe… hehehe…"
Liang Jin turned around upon hearing the sound, only to see that it was Zhao Yu, the Prince of Huaiyang, who was locked in an iron cage.
Liang Jin walked a few steps to the front of the cage, sighed softly, and said:
"Your Highness, I'll be on vacation tomorrow, and then I have to switch to the night shift."
"During the time I'm not here, I can only ask you to bear with it."
Liang Jin knew very well that now, in the entire palace, he was the only one who would bring food and drink to the Prince of Huaiyang.
Even the Imperial Guards on the other shift didn't care about the life or death of the Prince of Huaiyang.
After all, as far as they were concerned, since Liang Jin had already taken on the responsibility of bringing food to the Prince of Huaiyang, Liang Jin could bear the responsibility if something happened, and it wouldn't cause the Prince of Huaiyang to starve or die of thirst, so why should they take this risk?
Therefore, as long as Liang Jin was on vacation, the Prince of Huaiyang, Zhao Yu, would have to go hungry.
Fortunately, it was gradually entering summer now. If it was still as cold as early spring, the Prince of Huaiyang would have a hard time.
There were two times when Liang Jin came back from vacation and found the Prince of Huaiyang frozen to the point of being on the verge of death.
It could be said that since Xue Feng was transferred away, Liang Jin had been maintaining the Prince of Huaiyang's survival.
Initially, Liang Jin received a favor from Xue Feng, so he agreed to take care of Zhao Yu's life, just to repay this favor.
After speaking, Liang Jin was about to turn around and go back to his post.
"Large mansion! Daughter of a high-ranking official! I'll give it to you! Hehehehehe!"
Zhao Yu laughed so hard that he bent over, and saliva uncontrollably flowed out, dripping onto his bulging belly, which looked like he was pregnant.
Liang Jin looked at Zhao Yu with deep eyes and slowly replied:
"I appreciate Your Highness's kindness."
"As a dignified seven-foot man, I have the ability to do well in buying a house and marrying a wife myself."
After speaking, Liang Jin turned around to leave.
Suddenly!
Zhao Yu suddenly stretched his hand out of the iron cage and tightly grabbed Liang Jin's wrist like an eagle's claw.
Liang Jin stopped his movement and looked at Zhao Yu calmly.
And Zhao Yu also stared wide-eyed, staring fixedly at Liang Jin, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
The two of them stood in a stalemate like this, neither of them speaking.
After a moment, Zhao Yu suddenly laughed hehehehe again, his laughter becoming more and more insane, and his hand slowly retracted.
At this moment, he was laughing foolishly, his whole person looking strange and ridiculous, completely like a madman.
Liang Jin shook his head slightly and got up to return to his post to continue guarding.
He understood in his heart that this Zhao Yu must have something to ask of him, but he was also suspicious of him and did not dare to express it easily.
So, at the last moment, he still chose to continue to endure, feigning madness and foolishness.
That's right, Liang Jin had basically determined in his heart that this Zhao Yu had been feigning madness and foolishness.
The reason why he did this was not difficult to guess, it was nothing more than to save his own life in this treacherous palace.
Zhao Yu's distrust of Liang Jin was even better for Liang Jin, after all, he didn't want to get involved in Zhao Yu's complicated affairs.
Liang Jin stopped thinking about it and focused on guarding his post.
Soon, it was time to change shifts.
The Imperial Guards on the night shift arrived on time. After the two sides skillfully completed the handover, Liang Jin left the post with the team.
He followed the large group out of the palace and walked towards the Southern Forbidden Army Camp.
Along the way, Liang Jin couldn't help but linger his gaze on the houses on both sides of the street, especially those mansions near the imperial city.
All kinds of good houses were lined up one after another, dazzling people.
Liang Jin watched for a while and then stopped.
He knew in his heart that looking aimlessly like this was like a headless fly bumping around, and he couldn't find a suitable house at all. It would be better to find a professional to help.
In this world, there is a profession called "Zhuangzhai Yaren", and everyone also directly calls them "Fangya", similar to real estate agents in his previous life.
Buying a house through them would undoubtedly be much easier than finding it blindly himself.
Before long, Liang Jin returned to the Forbidden Army Camp.
Originally thinking of going back to the camp to have a good rest, who knew that as soon as he entered the camp, an officer shouted loudly:
"Everyone, drill ground roll call!!!"
Following the officer's order, a group of Imperial Guard soldiers could only helplessly turn around and walk towards the drill ground.
Liang Jin understood in his heart that it was time for training again.
In the Forbidden Army, in order to prevent the soldiers from slackening their military preparations, training is conducted every once in a while. Those who slack off in training are punished, and those who are diligent are rewarded, in order to urge the Forbidden Army to always maintain a heroic state.
This kind of urging is indeed necessary.
Everyone knows that high martial arts skills can change fate, but not too many people are really willing to persist in practicing martial arts.
After all, practicing martial arts is not only hard, but also extremely time-consuming, energy-consuming, and costly.
And the most crucial thing is self-discipline.
This is like Liang Jin's previous life. Everyone understood that reading good books and getting into a good school would greatly increase the probability of success in the future.
Everyone understands the great principles, but not everyone can do it.
Even if many people themselves are smart and have the talent to study, because they lack self-discipline, they ultimately fail to go down the road of studying and can only find another way out.
Soon, a large number of Imperial Guard soldiers gathered at the drill ground like a tide.
The scale of this training was quite large, with at least thousands of Imperial Guard soldiers participating in it.
In the organization of the Forbidden Army, ten people form a tent, with one tent leader and one tent deputy; five tents form a flag, with one flag commander and one flag lieutenant; five flags form a line, with one line leader and two line lieutenants; five lines form a battalion, with one battalion commander and two battalion lieutenants.
A battalion has thousands of people, and now that five battalions are training at the same time, the scene is naturally grand.
The battalion where Liang Jin is located is led by Battalion Commander Xi Rong.
On the viewing platform, Hong Wei, the Deputy Commander of the Southern Forbidden Army, personally sat in the main seat, accompanied by a group of Forbidden Army officials, watching the drill ground with solemn expressions.
As the training officially began, the entire drill ground instantly filled with a chilling aura, full of killing intent.
At the beginning, there was physical training, followed by weapon training, and then formation training.
Liang Jin was already familiar with these routine training items and only needed to follow the rhythm.
In the end, what was carried out was martial arts competition.
This kind of competition format is a bit like a ring.
In the martial arts field in front of the viewing platform, a range was delineated. As long as soldiers felt they had the strength, they could go on stage to accept the challenge of their Imperial Guard comrades.
The ultimate winner will not only receive the personal commendation of the Deputy Commander, but may even have the opportunity to be promoted.
However, this kind of competition in the army is extremely dangerous.
Injury and disability are commonplace, and many people even lose their lives because of this.
And in order to maintain the soldiers' bloodiness and wildness, the Forbidden Army will reserve some death quotas every year.
As long as the number of deaths during military training does not exceed this quota, they will not be questioned by superiors.
Of course, this kind of martial arts competition is generally participated by masters in the army, and most of these masters are officials, so it has little to do with ordinary soldiers.
For ordinary soldiers, their main role is to stand aside, act as a background, and cheer and encourage the ring fighters in their own battalion.
Soon, a group of strong men in the Forbidden Army jumped onto the martial arts field one after another and began a fierce martial arts competition.
The field was full of back and forth, swords and shadows, the battle was bloody and cruel, but the atmosphere was fiery.
The surrounding soldiers were all yelling and cheering for their comrades with all their might.
Liang Jin, on the other hand, silently shrank in the corner, watching all this with boredom.
At this moment, new information suddenly popped up on Liang Jin's system panel.
"It seems that new intelligence has been refreshed."
Liang Jin's heart moved, so he opened the intelligence panel to check without showing any signs.
This look made his whole person freeze instantly, and the expression on his face also froze instantly.
"What?!!!!"
Liang Jin couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. The content of the intelligence that popped out was like a thunderbolt, setting off a monstrous wave in his heart.
It was the first time he had encountered such shocking intelligence!