Leng Qingyu frowned and said, "King Ding did this! Aren't he afraid of being pointed at the back of the people of Great Chu?"

Leng Haoyu, who was sitting and whispering with Murong Ting, raised his eyebrows and sneered and said lightly: "Why can't King Ding do this? A few years ago, the Ding Palace and Da Chu had no relationship. Why did the eldest brother think that the Ding Palace should send troops to help Da Chu? The Ding Palace has protected Da Chu for hundreds of years, but no one is grateful to them. If there is something wrong, is it a great crime for people to refuse to help?"

Leng Qingyu frowned and looked at Leng Haoyu unhappily and said, "No matter what, the Mo family army is all the ministers of the Great Chu, and the children of the Mo family army are all the people of the Great Chu. What's the difference between Mo Xiuyao's stand by and watch at this time and taking advantage of the situation? What's more,... the old emperor has issued a self-criticism and restored all the glory of the Ding Prince's Mansion. The Ding Prince's Mansion is naturally a minister of the Great Chu."

Leng Haoyu sneered disdainfully, "Who has stipulated that the First Emperor has issued an order to accept the decree? Does anyone stipulate that the apology must be forgiven? Brother, if the younger brother accidentally stabs you, you must forgive your younger brother generously, right?" Looking at Leng Qingyu's face, Leng Haoyu shrugged and spread his hands and said, "Look, we are brothers, you are unwilling to forgive me, let alone that King Ding and Emperor Ding have had many generations of relationships."

"Enough, is it time to bicker?" Leng Huai glanced at the two brothers who would never be right, and said to Leng Qingyu: "Your second brother said it well. Don't say these words in the future." Leng Qingyu's face was not good at first, but it was even more gloomy now. His father was very uncomfortable with Leng Haoyu's words. Since Leng Haoyu took Murong Ting on the battlefield this time and saved Leng Huai, who was almost injured by arrows, his father seemed to have something to do with this younger brother.

In fact, although some Leng Huai agreed with Leng Haoyu's point of view, it was more for the sake of the eldest son. After all, he had also experienced the background and secret guard abilities of the Ding Prince Mansion. Now that the late emperor is no longer there, they are not completely opposite to the Ding Prince Mansion. Then there is no need to offend Ding Prince. As for this youngest son who has never been raised, Leng Huai looked at Leng Haoyu, who was sitting in a chair and joking with his wife, with a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

Leng Huai is actually not concerned about his concubine's son. At least, compared to Feng Huaiting's neglect of Feng Zhiyao, he is willing to discipline Leng Haoyu. However, the older Leng Haoyu is, the worse his personality is. He is doing everything he can with food, drink, and gambling. Gradually, he is completely disappointed. As for Leng Haoyu's sudden statement that he wants to do business, although he is unhappy, his son wants to go to business, but he does not stop him. At least compared to the playboy who eat, drink and play, the businessman is still a serious business. Moreover, Leng Haoyu is a concubine's son, and it is not easy to get any title or even an official position. If he is doing business, at least he does not lack food and clothing and has the support of the general's mansion, at least no one dares to bully him.

It was not until this time that Leng Huai discovered that he had been mistakenly looking at this son. Leng Huai still remembered that the city battle was unprecedentedly fierce, and the city was almost covered by arrows. Leng Huai, who was standing at the city, watched several sharp arrows shoot at him. However, the second son who suddenly appeared at the city, danced a sword net in his hand, and blocked all the arrows like rain. When he came to his senses, he was already pulled under the battlement by Murong Ting who followed him. Just looking at the almost airtight sword net that was drawn out by the sword that was sprinkled out by casually drawing the sword, Leng Huai knew that the second son's skills were definitely above the eldest son who had always made him proud.

Thinking about the news about the Feng family that came from the capital last month, Leng Huai, who was the confidant of Ding, had always known that Leng Huai, his second son had always been close to Feng San...

Leng Haoyu naturally noticed his father's thoughtful look, and gave Leng Huai an unconscious smile with a slutty smile and turned his head to continue joking with Murong Ting.

Mu Yang looked at the father and son of the family and shook his head helplessly. He was the only son of the Muyang Marquis' Mansion and had no sisters, so he naturally could not understand the intrigues. Although he had always been closer to Leng Qingyu because of his identity, he had a good relationship with Leng Haoyu, so he naturally didn't have much to say anything at this time. He had to ask: "General Leng, what is the will of the court?"

Leng Huai shook his head and said calmly: "We should guard Zijing Pass, so we cannot let people from the northern border step through Zijing Pass. What will we need?"

The two young men were solemn, "What the general said is."

"What my father said."

On the one hand, Leng Haoyu curled his lips disdainfully in the invisible place and guarded Zijing Pass... Then the court in the rear must insist on staying there. Otherwise, once the military supplies behind him are cut off, the soldiers in Zijing Pass will be dead.
Chapter completed!