Chapter 530 (2/2)

Originally, they didn't believe it.

At present, after hearing Zhao Xingwen's impassioned and indignant words, the mood suddenly rose. Hearing Zhao Xingwen's questions, they responded loudly: ”we don't believe it! Don't believe it! Don't believe it...”

Zhao Xingwen then turned and looked at the courtiers who had just talked on the right. He looked cold and contemptuous: ”the war at the beginning of the year was so fierce. If his highness King Mo didn't lead the reinforcements to arrive in time and the two armies worked together to kill the enemy, do you think you could sit here safely and comment on my grandfather?”

The courtiers bowed their heads in shame. The people did not know the war, but they did.

Han Yang almost lost, and the emperor had already had the idea of imperial expedition. At that time, the situation was critical and people outside the palace were in panic. It would be unimaginable if it weren't for old general Zhao and his highness King mo

Xiao Yanjun looked at the shy look of the ministers and sighed that old general Zhao was indeed a big tree in the sky. It was not easy to uproot it.

No wonder the mother imperial concubine always said it was urgent, but this time she followed him and attacked them.

Xiao Yanjun didn't expect to bring them down. He just wanted to pour some dirty water on old general Zhao and Xiao mubai. He didn't know that concubine Li had arranged for the Zhao family army for a long time and had moved years ago.

Even, almost got the hand

Xiao Yanjun couldn't let the people keep rising in admiration for General Zhao, nor could he let the courtiers continue to fall into shame.

He said to the aggressive Zhao Xingwen, who was standing in the hall with his back straight and straight as loose: ”General Zhao, you'd better put on your clothes and robes. It's indecent.”

Kong Changhui frowned discontentedly, but he could not blame him. He had to warm his voice and say to Zhao Xingwen, ”General Zhao, you'd better put it on first. It's still snowing outside in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. It's freezing carefully.”

At the beginning of summer, he came forward and pulled on his robe for Zhao Xingwen, While tying his clothes for him, he sneered at Xiao Yanjun: ”of course, General Zhao didn't have Prince Yu. He had a lot of time to learn etiquette since he was a child in the palace. They get up in the army in the morning and practice drawing in the evening all year round. Every day, they are busy learning marching array and practicing bow archery. They are all rough people, which pollutes Prince Yu's eyes. I'm sorry.”

After saying this, the people looked at Xiao Yanjun and were not very friendly. Some people began to talk about it one after another.

”My family worked hard in the camp. Where do soldiers have time to learn etiquette?”

”If you don't learn that thing when you have time, can you use it in war? If you don't fight with those barbarians with knives and guns, can you win without fighting?”

”Isn't it? Lord Yu has a big tree on his back to enjoy the cool. He blames the roughness of the big tree for cutting his golden body. He really doesn't understand the suffering of soldiers.”

”What's the use of being so good-looking? After reading books for many years, the young Marquis just went down the mountain and won the name of a talent in Beijing. I think it's probably because he asked someone to frame him out of jealousy...”