The Great Song has no secrets, especially for the residents of Bianjing City, the entire capital has no secrets.

  Even the outcome of the exercises between the Forbidden Army and the Imperial Guards is being speculated by the people of Bianjing.

  Before the exercise began, the betting market for the Kuaiji Corps also opened. At that time, the odds of the Imperial Guard winning the exercise were five times higher, which was also why Tou Nang didn't want to lose too many people.

  At this time, Tao Niang had taken over all the businesses created by San Lang'er and had a lot of idle money in her hands.

  She knew how formidable the Huweiying was, so she instructed her maternal family and maternal uncle's family not to set too high a stake, which would harm many people.

  Unexpectedly, on the first day of trading, all participants in the short selling saw that the Imperial Guard had no chance of winning. So, Tuo Niang also fired directly: Take it all down, compensate the East Palace should be taken down.

  Tomorrow at noon it should have ended, but the odds of winning and losing had already been swapped by the gambler, yet more and more people were still betting on the Imperial Guard to win the exercise... This was already an obvious fact.

  Is it worth arguing over such a bet? The quarrel is very fierce.

  Had to send someone again, entrust Cao Xiang to ask questions...

  "Alright then, all compensation will be taken care of by the East Palace."

  But if it's like this, then the result will be completely different.

  At this time, Dong Gong will cover all the compensation in the later period, and cannot move the capital of Dong Gong. Even the eleven numbers won by the gambler cannot be moved.

  Alas... having too much money is a trouble, especially when it comes so easily.

  "Mother, is Nangnang wrong?"

  She was nervous. The royal family borrowed money to gamble, and relying on their own advantages of knowing the inside story, they won too much money from the ministers, which she thought was not appropriate.

  So I have to ask my mother.

  "This time the bandit rebellion has caused the western part of Guangnan to be filled with smoke and fire, and the people's lives have been devastated. Even if we finally drive out the bandits, the western part of Guangnan will still be a desolate landscape."

  "The court's military campaign has consumed countless funds and grain. I'm afraid that after the war, repairing the roads of Guangnan will be a difficult task. Tuo Niang, let's keep this for now. This money and grain were earned from Guangnan, so using them on the roads of Guangnan is quite fitting."

  As for understanding the imperial court, Empress Cao knew more than Tiao Niang. As for the worries of the officials' families, Empress Cao also remembered them in her heart.

  "Mother knows..."

  These two women seemed to have already won at this time, and they didn't care about Mr. Wen's face at all.

  Did the Guards win? The outcome is almost certain now.

  Fu Bi also felt that this result was almost the same, it had been two days, and the Imperial Guard did not allow the Guards to suffer any damage... No, there were seventeen injuries.

  Wen Kuanfu probably found himself annoying... so Fu Ye just pretended to be a deserter, wandering around the camp.

  The Imperial Guards on Xizhi Road were still relatively well-trained, and even with a brief stay, the camp was set up in an orderly manner.

  The lookout and main camp area, including the setting of the thatched huts and the storage of grain and fodder, were all very orderly.

  The exercise has not yet ended, and the oilcloth tent has not been taken down. I reckon the Imperial Guards did not think they would only have one night's rest, nor even a chance to take turns resting? Such a large camp is really a waste.

  A camp of 25,000 people is considered a large one even in the border army, and it can take a long time to circle around.

  Fu Bi also wanted to hide and avoid looking at Wen Yanbo's iron-green face as much as possible.

  I thought I was coming to congratulate Wen Kuan's husband, but it seems like I ended up specially rushing over just to watch him make a fool of himself.

  Now it's a situation of thunder and lightning, pointing to who will be blamed for this defeat.

  Then I won't just watch Wen Kuanfu scold people anymore.

  Fu Bi was very embarrassed, walking is not staying is not, waiting in this drill commander's tent is very awkward, it's better to turn around the camp and slip away.

  "Your Highness, it seems like a wealthy merchant has arrived..."

  Last night's raid, Lü Gongzhu didn't follow along and stayed in the camp to rest. He has been taking on sentry duties lately.

  Fu Ye seems to be heading in this direction... I hope he wasn't discovered by the Imperial Guard. That would be a real ambush.

  Zhao Xi was also stunned by Lü Gong's words.

  Fu Bi? Shouldn't he be in the capital, Jingdu? How did he end up here? Could it be that Fu Bi himself led the Jingsi Road Imperial Guards to participate in the exercise?

  It's gotten out of hand, I didn't expect even Tomioka Yoshinobu would be dragged into it.

  "How much does it cost?"

  As for what happened... Zhao Xi didn't think that way. If the fake image had been done to this extent, if Wen Yanbo could think of the guards at the foot of the mountain, outside the siege circle, then he was not a prime minister, but a prime teacher.

  So he is more inclined to think that Fu Ye's coming over was an accident.

  "Two, like dragonflies."

  That's right.

  "Welcome."

  Whether it's accidental or not, it shouldn't affect the rehearsal results anymore.

  The Imperial Guard suffered thirty percent casualties, while the Old Guard was almost unscathed. The next day would be the time when the Imperial Guard would be exhausted to the limit... There will be no surprises in the next encounter.

  "Your Highness..."

  When Fu Bi saw Zhao Xi standing at the camp gate with a bright smile, if it wasn't for Huang Men beside him who hadn't changed much, he really wouldn't have recognized the princess.

  In a flash, more than ten years have passed. The young prince who was once still a child is now taller than me... He has grown up, strong and sturdy, not weak like those from an official's family.

  Complexion ruddy, a pair of eyes full of spirit, bright and piercing.

  Perhaps because of being in the military camp, at first glance, the Crown Prince seemed to have a bit of martial air about him, while also showing refinement and affability.

  What a fine young man! What a dragon and phoenix among men, an emperor's appearance!

  How to put it, many times a person's face is due to the social identity attached, leading to the level of recognition of the observer.

  Later generations, all those who are as young as Zhao Xi, with such a stature, can be called so. The dragon and phoenix, the emperor's appearance is because he himself has such an identity, rather than having a template of the emperor's appearance that suits him.

  "It's been over a decade since we last parted ways, yet your elegance remains unchanged. I bid you farewell with respect."

  Zhao Xi still had a student's demeanor and bowed very politely.

  This feeling made Fu Ye feel very comfortable. It wasn't that Fu Ye liked this hypocritical courtesy, nor was it that Fu Ye, like most scholars, loved to find a sense of existence on the royal family. But rather, he could feel the sincerity of the Crown Prince's emotions.

  Since childhood, Zhao Xi had a deep impression of Lao Fan and his group, especially Fu Yu and Han Qi, who were both men of great wisdom.

  Zhao Xi never thought that the crown prince was superior to others, let alone the imperial court had always been humble and never overly elevated the royal family.

  "Your Highness, what brings you here?"

  The Crown Prince shouldn't be leading the Imperial Guard at Mount Wanjin, how did he end up in the Forbidden Army's camp?

  "Please move forward, sir..."

  Two people standing and telling stories is still a bit too long of a story, it's not suitable.

  There are some facilities in the camp that look like a model, although there is no wine or tea, sitting down and chatting is better than this.

  To welcome the rich university scholars, even the guards' rest days were cancelled... They slept for two days and just went out at night to take a stroll, but it wasn't as intense as their usual training. Even if they missed one drill or one day of sleep, it wouldn't affect their ability to continue defeating the Imperial Guards.

  As they entered the camp, a team of guards stood at attention, wearing grass-green training uniforms, forming a line, with their right fists clenched and pressed against their left chests... Although there were only over ten people, it gave Fu Ye a sense of killing thousands of troops!

  Defeated by such soldiers, Wen Kuo is not unjust!