Zhao Jia said this very correctly.

The foundation of southern Xinjiang is much worse than that of the imperial court, so no matter what, they must not lose in the first battle. If they lose in the first battle, there is no need to create this rebellion, and everyone just tied themselves to the capital and waited for death.

The foundation of the court is a whole rear, while the foundation of the southern border lies in explosive power. They can supply 200,000 soldiers in a short time. With this explosive power, they must also chew the court in one bite.

If you don’t chew this first bite, there will be no chance in the southwest.

Li Xin walked in front, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Forget it, we should do whatever we should do, let's wait and see what changes."

The so-called "do whatever you should do" means that in the early stage of this battle, or before Li Xin arrives at the front line, he will not interfere in front line affairs. How to fight there, or whether to fight or not is all Ye Ming or Li Shen's business.

It has nothing to do with him, Li Xin.

Mu Ying nodded and went down to do things.

At this time, it was already evening, and Li Xin's troops began to camp on the spot, making fires and making meals. Zhao Jia followed Li Xin slowly, lowered his head and said, "Marty, you are so passionate about the war in the southwest. What do you want to get in the war in the southwest?"

At this time, there was no one near the four, so there were only two of them.

Li Xin glanced back at his dog-headed military advisor, then smiled: "Brother You'an is so smart, I can't tell that I just want to follow Senior Brother Ye and make a fortune?"

Zhao Jia shook his head slightly, and he looked straight at Li Xin.

"Marquis, you are a second-rank military general in the court at a young age, and you are also a Marquis of Jing'an in the court. If you only follow Mr. Ye in this position, even if you successfully pacify the southern border, it will not be of much use to the Marquis."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jia paused and continued, "When my husband asked me to follow the Marquis in the future, I once checked some Marquis' past. You would not do such a business that would make a lot of effort and make small money."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jia glanced at the direction where Mu Ying was and lowered his head and said, "If you remember correctly, Brother Mu was the line buried in the southern border a few years ago. At that time, the Marquis was just a captain of the Yulin Guard."

Li Xin was stunned for a moment, then gave the big-headed scholar a blank look.

"At that time, I just wanted to bring some trouble to the Marquis of Pingnan. I didn't think of what happened now. As for what line, it was even more nonsense. When Mu Ying talked to the Mu family about the affairs of Southern Xinjiang, I was already Marquis of Jing'an."

Zhao Jia let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.

"I originally thought that the Marquis had planned everything for two or three years. When I thought about this last night, I was covered in cold sweat. Now it seems that I overestimated the Marquis."

Li Xin smiled faintly.

"I came to the southwest. First, I had to see the collapse of the house of the Pingnan Hou Mansion. Second, I had some personal affairs about myself. Brother You'an, I have never been a scheming person. From the front to now, I have been walking around most of the time and being pushed away by the general trend. You have made me think too scheming."

To be precise, Li Xin was pushed away by Emperor Chengde in the past.

Emperor Chengde pushed him to the position of the Youlang General of the Yulin Guard, and then the restless General Li Dalang forced himself to his current position through the Wei Palace.

Zhao Jia was silent for a while, and finally bent down respectfully at Li Xin.

"I misunderstood the marquis."

As he said that, he looked around and looked at the sky, then lowered his head and said, "Marty, it's too late soon, so I won't bother the Martyr."

Li Xin waved his hand.

"Brother You'an, please give me a gift."

Zhao Jia walked away.

Li Xin's eyes looked to the southwest.

Actually, Zhao Jia is right. Li Xin has planned to come to the southwest for so long, of course it is not just to "check in" with Ye Ming. This time, Li Xin has to use the war situation in the southwest to create a force that belongs to him.

Li Xin has been in office for more than two years, and from Yulin Guard to the Imperial Guard, he did have a large group of subordinate brothers, but whether it is Yulin Guard or the Imperial Guard, they are essentially the emperor's things, and Li Xin just helped the emperor watch.

To put it bluntly, one day the emperor wants to kill Li Xin, the Yulin Guard will at most turn a blind eye, pretend to not see Li Xin, or let Li Xin leave. The imperial guards will definitely carry a knife and take Li Xin's head to the court to receive rewards!

No one would stand on Li Xin's side.

He needs a force of his own. This force does not need to be particularly large, but he must be able to take root in the southwest. With this force, Li Xin will immediately have the ability to protect himself, at least he can have his own true foundation, so he will not be like a rootless duckweed like now.

Of course, no one can say these words for the time being, and even Zhao Jia around him cannot say them.

After looking southwest for a while, Li Xin turned to look at the capital city with a deep gaze.

"Mr. Ye's insight is not far away. I don't want to be like him in the future. Besides, I may not be qualified to live as well as him."

Marquis Jing'an murmured to himself.

"I cannot rely on my life and life on your compassion."

"But I can guarantee it."

"I won't be Li Zhijie..."

Marquis Jing'an, who has another soul in his body, is so reluctant to hand over life and death to others.

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Two days later, Li Xin's troops were still moving towards the southwest in a row, and they still set up camp in the evening to make fires and make meals. When it was completely dark, Li Xin sat in the tent and quietly waited for the arrival of a person.

According to Mu Ying, he will arrive tonight.

Li Xin waited until he was approaching his son, but no one came over.

You know that he has been sleeping for more than two years and is no longer the night watch champion in his previous life. Seeing that it was about to end the night, Li Xin yawned and prepared to turn off the lights and go to bed.

Then Mu Ying's voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

"Marty, Your Highness has arrived."

Li Xin was shocked and coughed.

"Please come in."

The tent door was slowly opened, and a thin young man wearing black clothes and wearing a black scarf covered his face, led by Mu Ying. After the "young man" entered the tent, he first looked at Li Xin up and down, then took off the scarf from his face, revealing a pale face.

He sighed to Li Xin.

"It's true that you, Li Zheng, have always heard of it, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I really don't believe it."

When the two first met, Li Xin was just an ordinary Yulin Guard Captain. At that time, Li Xing had invited Li Xin for tea, but because of his identity, Li Xing did not take Li Xin, a small captain, seriously, and even had no interest in talking to Li Xinping.

At that time, he just wanted to return his girl.

In just over a year, the Li Xin and Li Captain Li was transformed into a new nobleman in the Jin court and a big figure with more than 100,000 troops under his command.

This made Li Xing sigh.

Looking back on this year, he did nothing except to take an extra concubine and add a boy at home.

Seeing this, Li Xin stood up and bowed and smiled at Li Xing.

"Your Highness, you are polite."

"Li Xin is still the Li Xin from the past, no difference. But you, Your Highness, look a little bad."

Li Xing smiled bitterly and lowered his head.
Chapter completed!