freenovelworld Chapter 606 Zhou Xiyin's Wedding
Chapter 606 Zhou Xiyin's Wedding
Thinking of the upcoming great battle, Lin Ping resolved to thoroughly rectify military discipline. Indeed, he beat Pang Xingji, for reasons unknown.
Pang Xingji was willing to accept the punishment; he knew exactly what he was doing.
Lin Ping spent a day understanding the situation of this force. Although they lost two thousand men in Huizhou Prefecture, it did not affect their strength too much.
On the contrary, for the past two months, crossbows have been continuously transported from Yingtian Prefecture.
This force, with five thousand men equipped with powerful crossbows, can be considered the elite army of the entire Wu Kingdom.
Lin Ping was not satisfied. No matter how powerful the crossbow was, it was still a cold weapon. What he wanted was artillery, a weapon that could blast through the earth.
Unfortunately, there was no good news from Huiwen Academy; the gunpowder was still under development.
He knew that research and development was a long process, and even a highly qualified professional team needed time, let alone these second-hand scientists who had come from other fields.
But with a major battle imminent, he had no time to wait.
"It seems that education really needs to start from childhood." Lin Ping shook his head and said, deciding to completely change the education system of the Wu Kingdom after this battle.
A large number of scientists will emerge at that time. Even if Wu Kingdom cannot enter the Internet age, it can still enter the steam age.
The Alexander Empire and the Roman Empire were all utterly weak; none of them could rival my Great Ye Dynasty.
There's a saying he doesn't need Cheng Yaojin to teach him: just one word—do it!
A day later, Lin Ping led his army back to Yingtianfu.
Thinking of the thousands of outer disciples of Lotus Palace, the collusion between Ningguo Prefecture and Huizhou Prefecture, and the mysterious enemies hidden in the shadows, Lin Ping felt as if he were surrounded.
It's the kind of nightmare that can wake you up in fright.
Along the road from Tianmu Mountain to Yingtianfu, there were beautiful sights everywhere, but Lin Ping had no time to appreciate them and instead quickened his pace.
That evening, scouts from Yingtian Prefecture rushed over.
"General Pang, something terrible has happened."
Pang Xingji was snoring when he suddenly jumped out of bed and rushed out without even putting on his clothes.
"What is it? Could it be that the enemies of Yingtian Prefecture have made their move?"
The scout shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with the battle; it's because the general's wife is getting married."
"The General's wife is getting married?" Pang Xingji was a little confused.
He couldn't count how many questions or how much information were contained in those few words.
First of all, why would a general's wife remarry? This is against ethical norms.
Secondly, he dared to touch the general's women; he must have had the audacity of a bear and the gall of a leopard.
Finally, which of the general's wives was it? It seems there were two in Yingtian Prefecture alone.
"What? The princess is getting married?" Pang Xingji was not angry at all; he even laughed out loud.
He was a member of the City Lord's Mansion, and he was thinking about Jiang Yunying's interests.
If Xia Linglong marries someone else, no one will be able to shake Jiang Yunying's position.
"Getting married is wonderful! I'll go back and report to the city lord right away, and ask him to give more money as a wedding gift." Pang Xingji couldn't hide his excitement and kept laughing.
The scout shook his head incessantly, like a rattle-drum: "Not a princess, but the eldest daughter of the Zhou family."
“Zhou Xiyin? How could she get married?” Pang Xingji’s attitude changed completely.
He had a fairly good impression of Zhou Xiyin, and besides, Zhou Xiyin's status was lowly and she couldn't take Jiang Yunying's position, which was bad news.
"This stupid woman, can't she be a little smarter?" Without saying another word, Lin Ping rode off on a fine horse.
"Hey, who's that? He looks a bit like the General." the scout asked, puzzled.
He heard about Lin Ping's disappearance, which is why he told Pang Xingji about Zhou Xiyin, hoping that he could help.
"Fool, that's the Great General! Go and protect him properly!" Pang Xingji immediately assigned over a hundred elite soldiers to follow.
Lin Ping is gone, and he is now the commander-in-chief. He can't just abandon these eight thousand brothers.
Unfortunately, these hundred so-called elites were utterly useless and were quickly left behind by Lin Ping.
"Wasn't the General supposed to be a civil official? How come his horsemanship is so superb?"
The pursuing soldier asked breathlessly, as if he had seen a ghost.
"We don't know either, and we dare not ask," the other person replied.
"What should I do?"
"Do you need Cheng Yaojin to teach you?"
Left with no other option, the hundred soldiers continued their pursuit.
"By the way, when is Miss Zhou's wedding?" Pang Xingji continued to ask.
"It's tomorrow. If the general is fast enough, he should be able to make it to the wedding night celebrations," the scout replied.
"I'll mess with your grandpa!" Pang Xingji kicked him away, refusing to utter such blunt truths.
Is the Prince Consort someone who likes to make a ruckus during the wedding night? Yes, he likes to enter the bridal chamber!
I'm sorry, but Pang Xingji is still stuck on the idea that Lin Ping didn't consummate his marriage with Jiang Yunying. This statement contains a sense of contempt.
Giddy up! Giddy up!
The galloping horses' hooves pounded the roadside flowers and grass, splashing up puddles of fresh mud.
Summer in the water towns of Jiangnan is characterized by continuous rain, making even the wide official roads somewhat muddy.
thump!
The warhorse suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, rolling around in the mud along with Lin Ping.
"What a terrible road! I'm going to turn all the official roads in Wu Kingdom into asphalt roads!" Lin Ping vowed to himself.
The warhorse fell hard and kept whimpering on the ground, probably because it no longer had the strength to carry him at full speed.
This place is still 300 li away from Yingtian Prefecture, and even a galloping warhorse would need several hours to reach it.
"Good buddies, we're counting on you guys again." Lin Ping patted his legs.
Thinking of the hundreds of miles ahead, he finally felt a little weak. He only hoped that the road would be dry by dawn and that he could find another fine horse.
If she were to run back to Yingtianfu in full view of everyone, wouldn't she be laughed at? What was the point of pretending to be a servant in front of Zhou Xiyin's fiancé?
Even if you gave the keyboard to the author, they still couldn't write a good face-slapping plot.
The one riding a white horse is the prince; the one who can only run away is the slave Kunlun.
His inner universe finally erupted, and Lin Ping shot forward like a rocket.
Before the hundred guards could catch up, they saw Lin Ping dash away in a flash, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Has the General changed his mount? How come he runs faster than a rabbit?"
"It must have been riding a female dog, because only a dog can run faster than a rabbit."
The soldiers chattered amongst themselves, but no one believed that this was Lin Ping's own speed.
Lin Ping ran more than a hundred miles without sleep all night. When the sun rose, his tired body was full of energy again, just like a young calf.
"Uncle, do you have a horse?" When they passed through a village, Lin Ping was so tired that even a bottle of Dongpeng Special Drink couldn't help.
"What? You haven't eaten?" the old man asked loudly.
"Alright, I guess you have the ability to predict the future."
"I mean, do you have horses?" Lin Ping shouted, enunciating each word clearly.
"Oh, you want to sleep!" the old man nodded in response, as excited as if he knew the secrets of the universe.
"Fine, this little donkey will do." Lin Ping finally gave in, snatching the donkey from the old man and leaving behind one hundred taels of silver.
"What a strange young man. He eats a whole donkey in one meal. I need to go home and raise a few more. I wonder when he'll come back to eat again." The old man pressed his face against the banknote, inhaling its aroma.