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“You’re overstating it, brother,” Zhu Dong was being modest. “Everyone in the whole world who has read books knows that.” He looked out of the tent with a slight spark in his eyes. “But the only one who dares to speak out and make changes is the prince alone. This is also the reason why I want to follow the prince.”

This sentence of his, although it sounded chunibyo*, it was also very sincere.

* A Japanese colloquial term typically used to describe early teens with grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers.

Meng Huan felt somewhat moved as this was one of the few good people in the book.

Meng Huan had just wanted to praise him a few times.

But he heard Zhu Dong click his tongue. “It’s just that I didn’t expect the prince to be lecherous, which disappointed me somewhat.”

“…………”

Lecherous?

Meng Huan finally understood why Lin Bozhou refused to bring him to the camp. In this power and conspiracy article, most people had no sense of love and treated beauty as a dangerously sharp knife and honey poison. If Lin Bozhou could not resist beauty, he would become a man of an unswerving mind in the eyes of others, a man with weaknesses, whose leadership charm would be significantly reduced.

…… But Lin Bozhou’s ability really didn’t have any problems.

However, he also truly couldn’t resist Meng Huan’s beauty.

As long as Meng Huan made a fuss, Lin Bozhou, with a frown, would give him everything, including his life.

Thinking about it, Meng Huan’s ears were slightly red.

He slowly pulled the quilt and covered his face.

…… What could be done about it? Lin Bozhou just loved him a lot.

It is impossible not to let Lin Bozhou love him.

Humph!

Meng Huan muttered in his heart: A group of ancient people who do not understand love.

He muttered and slept until dawn.

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The following day, hearing the sound of the horn to get up, Meng Huan climbed up and washed his face. He stood outside the tent and rubbed his eyes sleepily, with the sun shining in his eyes as he yawned.

Beside him, a voice rang out, “You’re awake, Nephew.”

Meng Huan turned his head and saw Shan Xing.

“……”

He lived in a side tent with Chen An and the rest of Lin Bozhou’s inner confidants. At that moment, he was fully dressed, his lapels buttoned, and his face full of smiles, with a group of well-dressed people standing behind him.

Meng Huan was baffled. “You are up so early?”

“The prince is going to the barracks today to organize the army. It is busy enough, so we must go over first.” He asked, “Are you accustomed to living there?”

He asked this question, obviously going to report to Lin Bozhou later.

Meng Huan tugged his lips. “Not bad.”

Zhu Dong leaped out behind him. “Cousin, where are you going? I want to go too!”

“You should not go,” said Shan Xing. “Don’t you know how to cook? Cook a few nice meals for your uncles and brothers today. Don’t make trouble, and stay by yourself.”

“……” Zhu Dong sighed. “People with abilities and talents have nowhere to display them.”

Not listening to his nonsense, Shan Xing and Chen An’s group walked along the tall fence and hurried toward the middle army tent.

Meng Huan was left in the same place and looked at Zhu Dong in surprise. “How come it feels like nothing for us to do?”

“That’s for sure!” Zhu Dong yelled, “Do you think it’s easy to show your face in front of the prince?!”

“…………”

Sure enough, those without the main character’s halo were miserable.

Meng Huan played the role of a minion at ease. Full of defiance, Zhu Dong returned to the tent, took out some vegetables and bacon they brought from the prince’s residence, then started to cook.

Meng Huan stood aside to help with the cooking.

They were directly in front of the Marquis of Zhen Guan’s tent, and occasionally, a few people came in and out, looking their way.

The Marquis of Zhen Guan.

Xu Ruolin’s father.

This person was close to the Qingliu Party. Would this person trip up Lin Bozhou?

Meng Huan couldn’t help but think about it.

He picked up a bowl and thought about it for half a day, but he could not think of any strategy after finishing two rice bowls.

“……”

Meng Huan ate another bowl of rice in frustration.

It was already evening. You could not run around in the barracks, and all day today, Meng Huan followed them to the treasury to count the weapons, help with bookkeeping, and provide some assistance.

When he left the treasury, it was late in the evening. Chen An and Shan Xing’s group finally returned, travel-worn and sweaty, with dry skin peeling off their lips, probably not drinking any water all day. “The prince toured the camp today. There were fifteen battalions, from which the best soldiers were selected to form a new regiment battalion. Fifty thousand people were allocated from 100,000 people, and 100,000 were removed from the squad army to form the establishment. We were busy working here and there. I really didn’t even take a breath this whole day.”

Lin Bozhou was a workaholic, so they had to run around with him.

Meng Huan poured a glass of water for Chen An, holding it with both hands. “Thank you.”

They were so tired and must have ridden all day. Chen An’s inner knees were rubbed with blood blisters, and he was sitting on the bench in a very odd position. He was a civil servant and was not too used to riding horses. Shan Xing was better, but he also had a sore back.