"Old He is still safe in his work, I said why he let me out so quickly." Du Xing interrupted the personal soldier.

Du Xing only thought that the big thing he said was that he was in prison was known by the coach Guo Zhenbang, and he didn't care.

It's not a day or two that he went to the flower building. It's not that Guo Zhenbang didn't mention it, but if he couldn't change the other party, he didn't force it.

He thought to himself that this time it was just too much trouble, and it was a big deal to get a military stick.

"No..." The soldier said anxiously, "General He brought people into the city at night..."

Halfway through his words, he saw a person hurriedly approaching behind Du Xing, with several people chasing behind him.

When Du Xing heard the movement, he was kicked from behind before he could react.

He was beaten badly by Yu Jingdu just yesterday, and he was kicked like this today, and his eyes were suddenly in pain.

He turned around and saw that it was another person in the camp named Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping used to be a member of the North Army. After he came to the private army, he and Du Xing were both deputy generals of Guo Zhenbang.

However, Zhang Ping never liked Du Xing, but he had a good relationship with He Chuangui.

The reason for their fate is also very simple. He Chuangui liked to abuse his power when he was a clerk in the yamen, and Zhang Ping was expelled because he deducted his subordinates' military salaries in the North Army. In other words, they are a raccoon dog.

Now that He Chuangui died tragically to redeem Du Xing, he naturally put this account on Du Xing's head.

Du Xing still didn't know the news of He Chuangui's death. After being kicked by Zhang Ping, he became angry and got up to fight with him.

The guards onlookers did not dare to step forward to pull them, they only watched from the side.

In other words, they are also angry, and they are happy to see this fight succeed.

After a cup of tea, Zhang Ping and Du Xing knelt on one knee in the barracks of coach Guo Zhenbang.

Guo Zhenbang's face was extremely ugly, obviously very angry.

He Chuangui's death was obviously a great blow to him.

At this moment, he looked at the two who were fighting, and only felt agitated.

The private barracks he worked so hard to run, he thought it was monolithic, but he didn't expect it to become like this overnight.

He Chuangui's death successfully provoked an infighting between Du Xing and Zhang Ping, and their respective subordinates, as well as He Chuangui's subordinates, also entered a state of subtle hostility because of the grievances between Shangguan.

This kind of internal tit-for-tat is taboo in the military.

Guo Zhenbang used to use the close relationship between several generals to check and balance them, but he didn't expect this stone to fall on his feet in the end.

the other side.

Yu Jingdu was bathing with Rong Zhuo in the bathroom.

The dense steam evaporated, adding a looming "barrier" to the two tubs not far apart.

"This Guo Zhenbang used to be a little capable when he was in the northern army. He was a good player in battle, but he was average in leading troops." Yu Jingdu said to Rong Zhuo, "I remember that General Chang once said that this person is a general. But not handsome. What you need for a general is bravery, so that your sons can be willing to follow you to charge into battle, but what you need for a handsome is the ability to unite the entire army, strategize and control the overall situation."

Rong Zhuo leaned on the edge of the tub and looked at him, "How did he leave the border army later?"

"His ability is limited, and he wants to climb higher. In the end, if he can't climb up, he feels that he is underappreciated." Yu Jingdu said: "He left the border army on his own initiative. Now that he wants to come, maybe he has found this way before leaving. Yes."

"It doesn't seem like a wise move for the prince to find him to command the private army." Rong Zhuo said.

"I am a commander who has some ability. No one will take the risk of punishing the nine clans to do this kind of stupid errand." Yu Jingdu said: "The soldiers in this private military camp may have been bewitched. I don't know them. Who is the person behind it, and even thought that he was receiving a royal salary. But these generals clearly know that private military camps are a big treason."

In other words, people like Guo Zhenbang did it when they knew it couldn't be done.

"Guo Zhenbang doesn't know how to be the head coach, but he insists on being reluctant. The result is a private military battalion that looks monolithic on the outside. In fact, it is easy to break through it." Yu Jingdu said: "As long as the points that support their balance are broken, the private military battalion is very easy to break. It will soon be reduced to a mess of sand.”

Before Yu Jingdu came to Yuzhou, he had already grasped the crux of the private army clearly.

Of course, the reason why things went so smoothly was also due to the prince, who was completely ignorant of military affairs, but insisted on raising a private army for himself, and in the end he was just a layman watching the fun.

"Then what do we do next?" Rong Zhuo asked him, "Waiting for them to fight infighting?"

"It's not enough." Yu Jingdu said: "Let them rest for two days, and then give them a big gift."

When Yu Jingdu said this, his tone was very flat, with no air of complacency at all, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. And his appearance, in Rong Zhuo's view, showed a sense of confidence.

Rong Zhuo was lying on the edge of the wooden barrel, looking at him with unconscious appreciation in his eyes.

Yu Jingdu turned his head to meet his gaze, and the young man hurriedly looked away, feeling a little embarrassed.

After a while, Yu Jingdu finished bathing.

When Rong Zhuo heard him come out of the tub, he didn't dare to look to the side, he just shrank his neck to eavesdrop on the movement on the side.

After a long while, he guessed that Yu Jingdu should start getting dressed, so he couldn't help but tilted his head and glanced at him secretly, but he was caught by the other side again.

"If you want to see it, just watch it openly, don't be embarrassed." Yu Jingdu smiled.

"I didn't peek." Rong Zhuo defended weakly.

In fact, even he himself couldn't explain his thoughts.

He didn't want to peek at Yu Jingdu's body, he just couldn't help but look at this person.

Ever since he helped him at Jingdu in Hualou that day, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but think of that scene, and even paid more attention to Jingdu. Or rather, earlier, after he had dreamed of each other that night, he started like this...