Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Can't beat Mu Yuanlong, Zong Luo half-hearted, still ordered the servants to prepare the horses and planned to go to the Xuanqi military camp.

Originally, on the first day of his recovery, he planned to have a long talk with Xue Yushi.

This old man is a staunch Conservative Party, a tough nut to crack, who has survived two dynasties of emperors, and a sturdy veteran of Da Yuan.

Not only that, Xue Yushi also helped him a lot in his previous life, including the last imperial city was besieged, the fifth prince forced the palace, and the sixth prince rebelled at the critical moment. Under such circumstances, he even risked his life to let his subordinates send a secret letter to Zongluo, which can be described as daring and loyal.

Zongluo was unable to protect himself in his last life. The last time he received a secret letter, Xue Yushi said that Emperor Yuan had woken up, and he had begun to rectify the dynastic order, liquidate the rebellion against the party, and then remained silent.

Thinking that since Emperor Lai Yuan could order him to commit suicide, Xue Yushi could kill himself by hitting him on a pillar in the imperial hall.

"If Mr. Xue comes, remember to entertain him well, and don't be neglectful."

He instructed the servant to put the brocade box on the table in the study.

Generally speaking, after knowing that he is now amnesiac and blind, those courtiers who were on his side would not rush to express their position, but wait and see what happens.

But Xue Yushi was upright and stubborn, and he did his own way and didn't care about other people's eyes. After hearing that Zongluo came back, there is a high possibility that he will come to him today.

But it just so happened that Xue Yushi had an old problem with back pain, and his two imperial doctors here happened to help take a look, so as not to be too rude to the host.

One Gu Ziyuan and one Xue Yushi.

Zongluo felt as if he had discovered a new use for imperial physicians.

There are not many imperial doctors in the palace, there are five in total, but all of them are reincarnations of genius doctors. In the past, witchcraft and alchemy were omnipotent, and they could do anything. In addition, there was a Taiwu who was only directly ordered by Emperor Yuan.

In short, it is difficult to invite these imperial doctors on weekdays. Unless they have a big face, or ordinary courtiers bring a full medical fee to invite them, they are not necessarily invited. Emperor Yuan gave him two at once, which was a big deal.

After the instructions, Zong Luo and Mu Yuanlong went out of the house together.

"By the way, I heard that His Highness has lost his memory?"

"There is such a thing."

Zongluo wrote lightly: "Taiwu treated me once during the Qing Dynasty, and now I have slowly remembered something."

The memory should also be restored "naturally", and it should not be concealed in front of one's own people.

Taiwu usually retreats in the Great Wu Temple, except for Emperor Yuan, and he is very stable.

He added: "I remember a lot of things I got along with everyone in the army."

Sure enough, Mu Yuanlong and the other mysterious cavalrymen had happy expressions on their brows, without the slightest suspicion.

"Your Highness, if that's the case, what about your eyes?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that these words were a little inappropriate, and quickly turned to look at Zong Luo's expression, and quickly changed the subject: "I mean, uh, I want to beg your guilt with Your Highness."

Mu Yuanlong felt that there were too many places where he needed to plead guilty.

First, he failed to recognize His Royal Highness, so he made a lot of nonsense in the camp and severely criticized the soldier who had mistakenly recognized him. Not knowing why, he went directly to the imperial court to file a complaint, and on the grounds of his resignation, he wanted His Majesty to remember this opportunistic person.

Recalling these recent pasts, Mu Yuanlong could not wait to scratch his ears.

That Rizhao Yebai broke free from the reins and left, presumably to recognize the Lord. And not only did he not have the slightest doubt, but he also made so many sassy operations that he really couldn't even be a horse.

Mu Yuanlong is not a person who likes to avoid mistakes.

So he stood in front of Zong Luo seriously and counted his crimes one by one. I even thought that I was afraid that His Royal Highness did not fully remember the previous incident, and he made a strict explanation of several of the crimes.

Zong Luo said with a smile: "I just lost my memory, and I didn't lose my normal thinking ability. Just now you said a few things are not serious, there is only one last year that Xuanqi couldn't attack Nanliang for a long time, and was finally preempted by the King of Beining?"

Knowing that the King of Beining is the number one enemy of his highness, he can't even forget his memory.

On weekdays, they are often not pleasing to the eyes of the Tianji Army. In front of the Tianji Army, who was always disgusted, the general Xuanqi lowered his head in shame.

Fortunately, Zongluo had little hope for Mu Yuanlong's usual emotional intelligence. It can be seen that the group of them carefully avoided the topic of eyes during the conversation, but they still failed.

He did not continue on the issue of plead guilty, but followed Mu Yuanlong's previous topic.

"Your Majesty has ordered the Imperial Hospital to treat me, and there may be hope."

Anyway, now it's just pretending to be blind and not really blind.

Butler Liao, who happened to come over to move things, heard this and said with a smile: "That's true, the old slave is also worried about His Highness's body. General Mu, you must remember to remind His Highness to cooperate with the treatment on weekdays. Take medicine three times a day and enter the palace every three days. Don't get angry, don't be spicy."

Mu Yuanlong immediately became serious, and wished he could take a piece of paper to record it and change his past: "I will keep this in mind!"

Zongluo: ""

You are still smoking your lungs.

When he left the house, Mu Yuanlong subconsciously wanted to go up to help him, but saw Zong Luo cross the threshold without seeing anything, took the reins from the groom's hand, and simply rolled over.

The general was stunned for a moment and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

He actually forgot that although His Highness was blind, he still had martial arts.

Mu Yuanlong remembered that he was rebellious and provocative, and was very dissatisfied with the airborne general. As a result, Zongluo was taken to the outskirts of the city to perform martial arts, and Qixing Longyuan came out of its sheath, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and easily picked him under the sword.

After the fight, Zong Luo stretched out his hand towards him.

At that time, Mu Yuanlong thought that the third prince would be the same as those hypocritical people. He said that he was embarrassed to start heavy, and then asked him if he would like to follow him.

Unexpectedly, after Zong Luo pulled him up from the ground, the conversation changed.

"Are you satisfied?"

The prince in white clearly smiled, like a pine and bamboo, but the words he said were astonishingly arrogant: "If you don't agree, I'll beat you up."

Mu Yuanlong opened his eyes.

At that moment, he clearly realized that this would be the person he would follow for the rest of his life.

In any case, His Highness is not weak. Just like now.

It's not that Mu Yuanlong doesn't know the pros and cons, and he seeks the advantages and avoids the disadvantages.

It's just that he swears that he will only be loyal to one person for the rest of his life, and it will never change again.

The group mounted their horses and drove towards the barracks in the suburbs.

The news of the third prince's return has spread to all corners of the imperial city. Early in the morning, countless people looked up in front of the Prince's Palace, and the things in the baskets covered the steps. The housekeeper and the concierge had to silently accept it, and when they brought it to the south of the city to make porridge, it would be considered to make the best use of it.

Zong Luo walked out the back door without disturbing anyone.

The Xuanqi Barracks received the news early, and everyone stood on the snow in the military camp.

It is a serious and solemn look, waiting for the main general to order troops in front of the battle.

The only difference is that when he saw the man immediately, his eyes turned red.

"His Royal Highness, everyone is here. I heard that you came this morning, and they are all guarding here."

Mu Yuanlong knew that his Highness could not see now, and he had not read a few sage books seriously, and he began to search desperately for adjectives, trying to describe the scene in front of him in words: "Brothers are wearing new winter clothes this year, Stand in front of the barracks."

"I don't know how much Your Highness remembers, but this set of winter clothes is still a blueprint that His Highness handed in in Hangu the year before. The imperial court has allocated us more military salaries over the past year, and the examination room has also updated our equipment."

It looks like a primary school student's oral composition.

Zong Luo's original sadness was completely dispelled, and he was speechless.

He was about to get off the horse when he suddenly heard a long neigh from the side of the stable.

Immediately afterwards, the rapid sound of hooves sounded, rolling in front of him like a whirlwind.

Zongluo felt his boots dangling on either side of the horse being bitten lightly.

"Zhao Yebai, don't be rude to His Highness!"

Mu Yuanlong hurriedly stepped forward, not wanting to turn a deaf ear to Yebai, and even snorted at the jujube-red horse that the prince in white was riding now, with a very provocative look.

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I'll come down right now."

Zong Luo was a little dumbfounded.

Zhao Yebai was satisfied, he loosened his boots, and stood obediently.

This famous horse gifted by Guiguzi is very human. Since he identified Zongluo as its owner, Zongluo was not allowed to ride other horses in front of him, and he would make trouble for a while when he saw it.

A horse can still compete for favor like this, it is indeed a fantasy world, and it is also a god.

Zong Luo touched the majestic mane of the white horse.

At this moment, seeing the people and horses who died because of him in the past life in front of him is inevitably a bad feeling.

At this moment, Zhao Yebai suddenly raised his horse's hooves high and roared towards the sky.

When the captain in charge of feeding Zhao Yebai saw him, he couldn't help holding his forehead: "The eagle of the King of Beining is here again."

Since the King of Beining returned to the dynasty, his goshawk, which has always been free to stock and eat food from hundreds of families, will come to Zhao Yebai to play at a fixed time every day.

Of course, for Ugly Eagle, it was play, but for Ye Bai, it was provocation.

After all, with more wings, no matter how fast Zhao Yebai runs, it can't compare to flying in the sky.

In the past when Zong Luo was there, in order to protect his beloved horse, he directly drew his bow and shot arrows. Three arrows were fired at once, nailing his escape route. After the goshawk was plucked its tail feathers once, it became much more honest, and did not dare to provoke this beautiful white horse with its owner at will.

Later, when Zhao Yebai lost his master, the goshawk did not change his life and returned to his old ways.

However, Zhao Yebai's temper also exploded, and he was fooled as soon as he was teased.

Zong Luo was about to say something when suddenly his expression changed and he looked back alertly.

Before he could take Qixing Longyuan, he took out the opponent's sword from the scabbard on the side of Mu Yuanlong's waist, circled around the palm of his hand, and was able to cut off the arrow that came from the sky.

Fortunately, the arrow was not aimed at anyone, it was more like a tease than a shot.

"Who?!"

This is the military camp, and upon an order, all the mysterious cavalry drew their swords out of their scabbards and waited in full force.

The goshawk circled in the sky and landed on the shoulder of the master.

And its owner is riding another horse, followed by a uniform line.

It is the secret army of the King of Beining.

Immediately, Xuan Qi's eyes changed.

"Ah, missed shot."

The man on the horse slowly put away his bow, with a hypocritical smile on his face: "This king is training troops, so you shouldn't blame me for accidentally disturbing the three highnesses, right?"