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"This is?" Mu Hanzhang wrinkled his brow and looked back at Jing Shao.
"Being prepared averts peril, that's all." Jing Shao smiled and pulled him around the camp.
The equipment here was similar to what Cheng Wang's personal army had. The camp could accommodate several thousand people, but the number present right now was less than 1000.
"We must slowly and carefully recruit the people here, and they are all from outside the capital." Jing Shao went to the stables and looked at the empty sheds.
"This is why you're buying horses from my father?" Mu Hanzhang remembered that the North Marquis had mentioned to him that he would soon transport the horses from the northwest.
"En," Jing Shao answered. Supporting himself with one hand, he sat up on the wooden fence of the manger. He swayed his feet comfortably. Looking at the soldiers silently doing drills nearby, he inexplicably felt at ease. The private army here was his last hidden trump card. Unlike his last life, as long as he was able to escape prison, he would be afraid of no one as long as he had this force.
"This is a private army. If people find out about it, they can charge you with treason." Mu Hanzhang was very worried.
Jing Shao jumped down, pulled the frowning man into his arms and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I will arrange it properly. Don't worry." Just thinking about the tens of li from the capital to Mount Fengyue made it hard to breathe, and he couldn't help tightening his arms.
On the way to their villa, Mu Hanzhang was silent. The barren forest was only thirty li away from the capital. Fireworks set off in the city could be seen from here. With a fast horse, you could get to the East Gate in half an hour. It could be said that with this army, if Jing Shao wanted to usurp the throne, he would be able to. If this was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. What was more, a private army couldn't be supported with just a few thousand taels of silver. It was basically a bottomless pit, and they would have to keep throwing money into it...
Jing Shao saw the person in his arms ruminating, and didn't disturb him. He just hugged him and let him lean on him so that he was more comfortable. Then, he took a route he was familiar with straight to their villa.
Spring in the second lunar month was half-cold and half-not, and most suitable for soaking in a hot spring.
When his outer garment was untied, Mu Hanzhang came back to his senses and found himself standing by a hot spring pool, while Jing Shao was currently happily undoing his clothes.
"In broad daylight..." Mu Hanzhang immediately blushed and grabbed his belt to fasten it tightly again.
"It's cold. It's just right to soak in a hot spring during the day. You won't be able to stand the cold at night," Jing Shao said with a serious face.
Mu Hanzhang glared at him and looked at the hot spring pool behind him.
The second lunar month was when camellias were in full bloom. The gardener planted camellias on the open space beside the pool. There were only white and light pink camellias. The flowers bloomed everywhere. The weather was a little gloomy. The sun shone dimly through the thick clouds, and the surroundings were dusky; only the flowers were very bright. In addition, the mist from the hot spring suffused the air, making it feel like an ethereal paradise.
Jing Shao took the lead in taking off his clothes, jumping into the pool with a plop, and then emerged from the water with a splash. The water immediately sprayed out and soaked Mu Hanzhang's clothes. "Jun Qing, hurry up and come down."
