The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Chapter 587: pig mate

Chapter 587: pig mate

Li Zefei's heart was bleeding when he saw the first prince's aching face.

Such a large amount of expenses came from Prince Li's mansion. It was like cutting meat in the palace's inner treasury. His father, the royal family, and the senior family members would probably feel distressed and angry.

The eldest prince rolled his eyes and suggested, "Zefei, why don't you leave the matter of improving the food to Ning Xi."

Li Zefei raised his head in surprise: "How to push?"

"The food and forage brought by our two armies are limited, and Ningxi's fief is here, so let's just say that we can't improve if we want to. Let Xiacheng borrow it first, and after the war, the palace will settle with Xiacheng."

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes and continued, "After the war, it's not up to us to decide when to pay the bill."

Li Zefei couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, "Your Highness is thinking too simple, Ning Xi will not agree at all."

That perverted and shameless, domineering and domineering, will not give anyone any face at all, don't make any other moths to make Prince Li's manor more humiliating.

The eldest prince frowned even deeper, "Ze Fei, didn't you get a little bit more courageous after being beaten by Ning Xi?"

Li Zefei really wanted to vomit blood. How could he have such a pig teammate? Seeing that the prince that Ning Xi was relying on would never make random opinions.

"If that's the case, then go talk to Ning Xi yourself, Your Highness." He would not continue to send Ning Xi to the door to make excuses to play.

The eldest prince choked, if he dared to provoke Ning Xi, would he still encourage Li Ze to fly away?

There was an extra layer of haze in his eyes. It seemed that what Mr. Liu said was very reasonable, and Prince Li's mansion increasingly ignored him.

"Let's see later, you have a good rest, I'll go first!" The eldest prince stood up, shook his sleeves and left.

After the eldest prince went out, the waiter who was rubbing the medicine for Li Zefei said cautiously, "The eldest prince seems to be angry."

"Let him go, come up with some bad ideas, why doesn't he go to Ning Xi himself?" Li Zefei really didn't look down on the eldest prince on this point.

His aunt is such a smart person, how could the eldest prince be so brainless? Can this kind of mud really support the wall? He had serious doubts.

Because of this incident, the two of them have a layer of estrangement in their hearts.

In the evening, not only did Ning Xi send one hundred fat sheep from the Yulin Army and the Li Family Army to each other, but also let the soldiers of the Ning Family Army slaughter 500 fat sheep and roast them in the open air.

Ningxi doesn't feel bad about these mutton Ningxi, who are all extorted from the ugly country, and he just uses these meats to gain popularity.

The soldiers of the three armies who once had a grudge and were not pleasing to the eye also fought each other today. After the fight, I really felt comfortable in my heart.

But in general, Ning's army has the upper hand. They don't have such a good plan as Ning Xi. They directly beat up many soldiers of the other two armies to the point where their noses and faces are bruised. They all feel like they are grilling meat. Today is really cool. !

In the evening, the crown prince, the eldest prince, and the third prince were also invited to have dinner together. Naturally, Jing Han and Li Zefei were also present.

The mutton was roasted until it made a "sizzling" sound, and the aroma was everywhere, and the saliva of the generals of the three armies was about to flow out.

Next, the Ning family's army carried out hundreds of jars of wine, each jar was as high as half a person's waist.

Ning Xi got up, first tore open a jar, scooped it up with a big bowl, and said loudly to the soldiers of the three armies, "Brothers, if you want to drink, take a bowl and scoop it yourself. You can drink it open, but the premise is that you can't get drunk."

This is a critical period for combat readiness. If everyone is drunk, it will be troublesome for the enemy to attack.