activa-t Chapter 403, Yao Jin: Third Young Master, you are no less than Lü Xiao!
Chapter 403, Yao Jin: Third Young Master, you are no less than Lü Xiao!
Cheng Yaojin's few words truly moved Li Yuanji.
He was never well-liked in the Li family.
His mother, Dou, disliked his ugly appearance and wanted to abandon him at birth.
Although his father, Li Yuan, did not despise him, he never hid his disappointment in his third son.
The only person he could surpass was Li Yuanba, after all, he wasn't a fool.
In such circumstances, how could Li Yuanji not be moved by Cheng Yaojin's support and backing?
"Third brother, do you want to fight with your second brother?"
Li Shimin glanced at Cheng Yaojin, who had just spoken, his gaze lingering on his face for a moment before he looked away.
The phrase "Third Brother" is a term of address for a brother, but it also serves as a reminder of their respective statuses.
You are the younger brother, and I am the older brother. If you turn against me, what kind of talk will it make?
"Get out!"
Li Yuanji raised his hand, pointed outside the tent, and lowered his voice.
Cheng Yaojin stood aside, silently watching this scene, cursing Li Yuanji from head to toe in his heart.
When talking about his eldest and second eldest brothers in private, Li Yuanji was incredibly arrogant.
What is Li Jiancheng anyway? Li Shimin doesn't even deserve to be above me.
The results of it?
Li Shimin dismissed his troops with just a few words, without uttering a single harsh word, while Li Yuanji didn't dare utter a single utterance.
Cheng Yaojin grew angrier the more he thought about it.
Why don't you draw your sword?
Why don't you confront him?
Why don't you dare to fight with your second brother?
It seems that if we want these two brothers to turn against each other, we need to provoke Li Yuanji severely.
"Remember, always think thrice before you act."
Li Shimin stood up, straightened his robes, and glanced at Li Yuanji.
"North of Zhuojun, foreign peoples were waiting for an opportunity to act."
If you lead your troops away, they will take the opportunity to move south, wouldn't that give them a chance to take advantage of you?
"The suppression of the bandits by the Prince of Kao Shan is under the direct command of the imperial court. Our Li family has a duty to defend our territory and should not leave without authorization."
These words were spoken flawlessly.
With outsiders present, Li Shimin spoke with great confidence.
Whether or not news of Li Yuanji's actions today gets out, whether the Li family doesn't go to support Yang Lin or doesn't allow Li Yuanji to go to support him, it doesn't matter.
All of this was done for the sake of the Sui Dynasty, and no one could find fault with it.
After saying this, Li Shimin glanced at Li Yuanji with disgust, said no more, and strode away from the tent.
"what!"
Li Yuanji stood there, his chest heaving violently, his face alternating between pale and flushed.
A moment later, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked over the table in front of him.
This is not enough.
He drew his sword and began wildly slashing around the tent.
The sword blade sliced through the air with a whooshing sound, leaving several slits in the tent and scattering tattered cloth all over the ground.
But no matter how crazy he got, he only took his anger out on the tables, chairs, benches, curtains, and wooden frames.
"Tsk."
Cheng Yaojin stood aside, looking at the dead man, wishing he could kick Li Yuanji to death.
When someone's here, you don't dare utter a sound, but once they're gone, you become all brazen, chopping this and that. Why don't you go chase after them and chop them up?
"Third Young Master." He suppressed his disdain, put on a concerned expression, and spoke sincerely, "This humble general thinks that what the Second Young Master said is not entirely unreasonable. You...you should listen to him."
This tactic is called retreating to advance.
Cheng Yaojin knew all too well that the more he tried to persuade Li Yuanji to listen to Li Shimin, the less Li Yuanji would listen.
This person has a contrarian mentality; if you tell him to go east, he'll go west, and if you tell him to go west, he'll go east.
"I'll listen to you..."
Li Yuanji had the words of cursing on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.
The speaker was Cheng Yaojin.
At a time when all his so-called confidants had been driven away by Li Shimin and scattered like birds and beasts.
Only this person stands by my side; such loyalty, such affection.
If Li Yuanji had retorted in anger, wouldn't he have alienated his trusted confidants?
"Enough, enough." Li Yuanji tossed his sword to the ground, waved his hand, and his expression turned weary and helpless. "General Cheng, you performed exceptionally well today. What reward would you like?"
"Young master, what are you saying?"
"Do I follow you for rewards?"
Cheng Yaojin spoke with righteous indignation, his chubby face displaying an expression so sincere it seemed unreal, and his voice carrying a hint of indignant pride, as if he had been wronged.
He took a step forward, clenched his fists, stared intently into Li Yuanji's eyes, and said, word by word:
"Only I can see that you are a true hero among men, no less than Lü Xiao!"
"You will surely achieve great things in the future!"
That expression, that tone, that look in his eyes.
It was as if the person standing in front of him was not Li Yuanji, but Lü Xiao, who had already achieved great success and was renowned throughout the world.
"General Cheng!"
Li Yuanji's expression changed drastically, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Is this how Cheng Yaojin perceived him?
Lü Xiao!
This is Lü Xiao, who has been famous for a long time and is invincible.
That's exactly how Cheng Yaojin viewed him!
Is this really a description of him?
Alright! With Cheng Yaojin's words today, if Li Yuanji can truly achieve great things and sit in that position...
He wants to appoint Cheng Yaojin as a Duke!
No, make him a king!
Second only to the emperor, above all others!
Inspired by Cheng Yaojin, Li Yuanji shook off his gloom and immediately cheered up.
He also temporarily put aside the matter of ambushing Yang Lin.
the other side.
Hejian.
Yang Lin led his army westward and finally encountered Qin Qiong's vanguard in the Hejian region.
The two armies set up camps on opposite sides of an open field, and could see the smoke rising from each other's camps.
"Godfather, since we've run into each other, let's start fighting. I want to make a good impression on them!"
Xue Liang was restless in the main tent, clutching his black-handled silver spear, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
As he spoke, his gaze kept drifting towards Lü Heng and Lü Jing.
While my nephew and niece are still young and unable to fight or kill enemies, let's take advantage of that.
He had to establish a glorious and heroic image in front of them, so that these two youngsters would know that he, Xue Liang, was by no means a fool.
"What's your hurry?"
Yang Lin leaned back in his chair, slowly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and glanced at Xue Liang with displeasure.
Acting rashly, impulsively, and impatiently in front of children is truly inappropriate.
If Heng'er and Jing'er were to learn from his behavior in the future, what would become of them?
"No rush, no rush..."
The fighting spirit that Xue Liang had just mustered was instantly extinguished by Yang Lin's single glance.
"Godfather." Luo Fang strode in from outside the tent, his armor rustling, his face grave. "The enemy army has come to challenge us."
"The challenge is here!"
"Now it's not me who's panicking, it's the enemy!"
Xue Liang suddenly jumped up from his chair and grabbed the silver spear he had just put down.
Yang Lin put down his teacup, stood up, and straightened his armor.
His gaze swept across the tent, lingering a moment longer on Lü Heng and Lü Jing, before he slowly spoke:
"Go into battle, but be careful."