After Du Fengju took his seat, Zheng Ji's smile became even brighter.
She watched the soldiers shouting and toasting enthusiastically, even hugging each other in twos and threes, and listening to them laughing loudly, she couldn't help but think of the Chang Ding Shi rate in her previous life.
At that time, every time after a war, Chang Ding Shi Sui would hold a banquet to celebrate, drinking strong drinks and eating meat like this.
However, she rarely participated in it at that time.
She had too much to do, too much revenge to avenge, and she didn't dare to relax at all.
Moreover, she has lost almost all her close relatives and cannot feel this joy at all.
She didn't understand why Chang Ding Shi Sui still had to spend time and energy holding a banquet when she was already so exhausted from fighting.
But now...she finally understands.
The bravery, pain, honor and even sacrifice during the battle all need to be vented heartily after the war.
At the same time, the camaraderie of colleagues and the affection of brothers who cherish each other also need to be integrated and sublimated.
In this way, you can face the next battle in a better condition.
Drinking wine, eating meat, feasting and laughing together is the best way.
"Okay, done!"
"Brother! Come one!"
The sound of drinking wine reached her ears. Looking at the soldiers with red faces but cheerful smiles, Zheng Ji could not help but feel a surge of pride in her chest.
This is her longevity!
It is the long-term success rate of making great achievements in Shannan Road!
She raised her wine glass, secretly channeling her inner strength, and laughed loudly: "Soldiers! Come! This palace and everyone will never return unless they are drunk!"
After saying that, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.
Upon seeing this, Chang Ding's soldiers immediately clapped vigorously and cheered enthusiastically.
"Okay! If you don't get drunk, you won't get home!"
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness is mighty!"
The soldiers knew very well that at this celebration banquet, it was His Highness who made the greatest contribution.
If not for His Highness's leadership and His Highness's decisiveness and bravery, how could they have achieved such great achievements?
Respect Your Highness, they must respect Your Highness!
Du Fengju couldn't help but worry as he watched Zheng Ji drink one glass after another.
No matter how good your highness is in drinking, he will still get drunk after drinking like this.
But he also knew that he could not dampen the interest of His Highness, nor the interest of the commander and his soldiers.
His Highness held a banquet in the martial arts field and had fun with the soldiers. This was not just drinking and eating meat, but also communicating with the soldiers. It was the best moment to conquer these soldiers.
An excellent general has three main strategies for managing troops.
It is a bad idea to give soldiers money, gold and silk and other foreign objects to attract people and win their hearts.
Granting them official positions, giving them hope of promotion, and giving them a foundation to continue behind them is the middle strategy.
As for the best strategy... it is to move people with emotion and maintain it with emotion and faith. The Lord will inspire the friendship and faith in the hearts of the soldiers.
The so-called love is only when we have experienced the most difficult moments together and spent the happiest moments together, we will remember them emotionally. Even if we change another general, this friendship is irreplaceable.
As for faith, it is the courage and faith to fight for the family and the country that are buried in the battlefield and shrouded in horse leather.
His Highness held a banquet at the martial arts arena this time and used all three strategies: upper, middle and lower.
Not only would he not stop His Highness from drinking, he would also, like Li Xing'en, Zhang Jian and others, quietly push the atmosphere of the martial arts arena to its peak and ignite the raging fire in the hearts of the soldiers.
Halfway through the banquet, Zheng Ji finally put down his wine glass and looked sideways at Du Fengju.
The strong wine warmed her, and the smell of it made her cheeks redder and redder. When she looked over with a smile, only Du Fengju's figure came into view.
It was as if this person was the only one in her eyes.
Du Fengju seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of alcohol on her body. To be honest, it didn't smell good...
But when someone looked at him so intently, especially His Highness Changding, it was really hard for him not to indulge in it.
Du Fengju tried hard to calm down and was about to remind her to drink the sobering soup when he heard her smile and say: "I'm tired, Mr. Du, please accompany me to relieve the drunkenness."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand towards Du Fengju, a white wrist stretched out from the pile of red gold, and in front of it were slender white fingers...
This rich and extreme color unfolded in front of Du Fengju, with an indescribable charm that almost made it difficult for him to control himself.
The person opposite has a smile in his phoenix eyes, and when he blinks, there will be a hint of confusion...
Your Highness, you are drunk.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have stretched out my hand to him like this.
The person accompanying His Highness cannot be him, it should be Manager Li.
After hesitating for a moment, he saw Zheng Ji shake his body, and then fell straight towards him.
"Your Highness!"
Du Fengju was so shocked that he immediately stood up and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her.
Zheng Ji leaned on his shoulder and murmured: "I'm okay, it's okay... Fengju, I..."
Hearing her whisper, Du Fengju's mind was stirred and he immediately shouted: "Manager Li! Hurry, His Highness is drunk, send her back to the dormitory immediately."
His Highness even said his name, which shows that he was really drunk!
If you stay any longer, you don’t know what she will say, so you have to send her away immediately!
Li Xing'en was also stunned and hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Highness, I will help you leave..."
But Zheng Ji didn't seem to hear it, his eyes were half closed, his head was still leaning on Du Fengju's shoulder, and the words had disappeared.
She was so close that Du Fengju could feel the warm touch, and the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma of pine and bamboo on her body entered his nose...
Du Fengju made up his mind, quickly took a step back, then stabilized her figure, and tried his best to say as usual: "Your Highness, we will take you back to rest."
Zheng Ji opened his eyes, his thick eyelashes dancing like butterfly wings, and looked at Du Fengju in a daze, as if he recognized him, and subconsciously laughed: "Okay."
When leaving with Li Xing'en, Zheng Ji said: "Follow Mr. Du."
Zheng Ji was going back to her dormitory during this trip. The so-called Mr. Du was following her, and she just asked Du Fengju to accompany her from the martial arts arena to her dormitory.
After leaving the martial arts arena, whether it was the cold wind blowing or the sobering soup in the house that was taking effect, she became more conscious.
She looked at Du Fengju, her lips moved, but no words came out.
She had countless things to say to Fengju, but she felt there was no need to say anything.
In the end, she just sighed and said: "Tomorrow, this palace will see the records of the leaders over the years. I don't know if I can find that thing."
After she entered the martial arts pavilion, she started from Guichang, went to Jiachen, and then won the first place. After so long, it finally came to the last moment.
After obtaining the leader, she can look through the records of the leaders over the years and... look for the secret clues left by Master Lu.
However, are there any traces left by Master Lu in those records? She actually had no idea.
After all, the martial arts pavilion died in the previous life and no clues were left.
Until she entered the imperial edict to kill Song Zan, many things about Master Lu and the Du family were still shrouded in mystery.
Du Fengju smiled, his eyes gentle and calm: "Your Highness, let nature take its course."
The adoptive father is gone. According to his old man's wishes, death is like a lamp going out, so there is no need to pay attention to anything.
However, as a son of man, he was always unwilling to do so.
After so many years, he has discovered nothing except what his adoptive father left for him and wanted him to know.
His Highness couldn't find any clues in the leader's records, so that's okay.
Just do your best and let nature take its course.
Zheng Ji stopped, stared at him deeply, and said only one word: "Okay."
"Second update!"
