"That bastard Cheng Qianli! He has no other skills, but he has a way of being jealous of virtuous people and capable people."

In a elegant room in the restaurant, Bai Yuanguang cursed that their polo team finally got a master, but was forced away by Cheng Qianli, which made him extremely depressed.

"Yuan Guang, stop scolding, Gao Shuai has his own ideas." Duan Xiushi sighed and whispered him.

"But..." Bai Yuanguang glanced at Li Qing'an, drank the wine all over again, and slapped the wine glass on the table. "What's the idea? Is this a good general going to be a team leader? Isn't this a disguised demotion?"

Li Qingan smiled slightly and said, "I think it's good. First, I became the leader of the fire, and then made meritorious service to the team leader. I will take it step by step so that I can feel at ease, otherwise I will feel like I'm flying and my feet will be so weak."

"Qilang is right. We soldiers should be promoted. The key is to seize the opportunity to fight and make more military achievements. Moreover, Qilang is still young, unlike me, who is already thirty-two years old, and if he doesn't make meritorious service, he will have no chance."

Xi Yuanqing was always worried about his future. He hesitated and asked again: "Qilang, do you mean that the battle of Xiaobolu in the year will be fought?"

"Yes! Believe me, you must have the opportunity to achieve great achievements."

Li Qing'an drank the wine in the glass and smiled at Bai Yuanguang, "Brother Yuanguang, don't worry! I am a scout and will definitely wander around. If I have the chance, I will come and practice football with you. I'm afraid that I will win you as the title of Anxi's number one polo master, and you will cry!"

"Hmph! Is my number one master so easy to take? I want to take away your title of "Lingshan Blood Arrow".

"Okay, let's make a bet to see who snatches the other party's title first."

"One word is certain!"

The two of them slammed the high fives and laughed together.

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After drinking, Li Qing'an returned to the military camp. As soon as he arrived at the gate, someone stepped forward to stop him, "Qilang, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

In the darkness, this man was thin and slightly lame with one leg. This man was Feng Changqing. Since the 28th year of Kaiyuan, he has followed Gao Xianzhi as a servant and made many contributions. He has now been promoted to General of the Commander and in charge of Gao Xianzhi's punishments. Although he is ugly, his military law is strict and upright, and everyone is quite afraid of him.

"Shishou Gao wants to see you, come with me!"

Feng Changqing didn't talk much, so he turned around and left. Li Qingan followed him all the way to Gao Xianzhi's mansion in Kucha. They did not go to the main entrance, but entered the front yard through the side door.

"General Feng, what's the matter with Gao Shuai?"

"It's nothing, Gao Shuai just wants to comfort you."

Speaking of this, Feng Changqing glanced at Li Qing'an. In the dim light, he saw that he was calm and had no expression of dissatisfaction. Feng Changqing couldn't help but nodded secretly. This young man was not surprised by honor and disgrace, but a talented general.

When he walked outside Gao Xianzhi's study, he suddenly heard a fierce quarrel. Gao Wu and his father were quarreling.

"You can obviously keep him, why did you drive him away and demote him to military post? Is it fair to him that you do this?"

"Do you speak to your father?"

"Dad, you actually use him as a sacrifice for yourself. You are too selfish."

There was a crisp sound in the 'bang!', followed by Gao Xianzhi's angrily scolding: "Get out! Get out!"

The door opened, Gao Wu rushed out with her face covering her face. When she saw Li Qing'an in the yard, her eyes suddenly turned red and she ran away quickly from him.

"Ship Gao, he is here!" Feng Changqing reported to Gao Xianzhi at the door.

Gao Xianzhi calmed down the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Let him come in!"

Li Qing'an quickly walked into Gao Xianzhi's study and saluted: "I am not good at ease, see the general!"

"Others call me the deputy coach or Gao Shuai, but you call me the Grand Marshal. Why is that?" Gao Xianzhi asked with a faint smile. He knew that Li Qinggong was not a mistake.

"Maybe in my heart, the Grand Marshal will soon replace him!"

Gao Xianzhi stared at him sternly. After a while, his eyes softened, and he waved his hand and smiled: "Sit down!"

"Thank you, Marshal!" Li Qing'an sat down.

"Don't call me a handsome man in the future, don't be caught by someone, do you know?" Gao Xianzhi's voice was very gentle, as if one was the elders' earnest teachings to the younger generation.

"yes!"

"Okay! You're transferred to the scout camp. Do you have any objections?"

"No."

"Isn't there really?"

Gao Xianzhi's eyes gradually became sharper again. He didn't like others to lie in front of him.

"It's true!" Li Qingan answered firmly.

"Why?"

Li Qingan raised his head, his eyes were bright and he stared at Gao Xianzhi, and frankly said: "Because I think I don't have the chance to make a contribution to being your personal soldier."

Gao Xianzhi was stunned. After a long time, he sighed softly and smiled as if he was self-deprecating: "Can you see that I am no longer safe?"

"Does Gao Shuai feel that the day is in danger?"

For some reason, Gao Xianzhi was a little disobedient in front of Li Qing'an, a low-level official. He sighed, walked slowly to the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the sky with a lonely moon in a daze. He was indeed worried. His official position was actually just the deputy governor of Anxi, which was a fourth-rank idle position. The military envoy of the capital was the private grant of Fu Meng Lingcha, and he had the right to dismiss him. Today he felt Fu Meng Lingcha's dissatisfaction with him, which prevented him from surrendering to Li Qing'an's military position. He expressed his concession to Cheng Qianli. He had to bow his head under the roof!

"Great handsome, you can actually create opportunities."

"What did you say?" Gao Xianzhi turned around and looked at Li Qing'an in surprise.

“What opportunities are created?”

Li Qingan smiled slightly and said, "Create a big battle, such as suggesting to the court to use troops against Xiao Bolu."

Gao Xianzhi lowered his head and pondered. He gradually understood what Li Qing'an meant and his eyes lit up. Xiao Bolu has always been a major concern in the court. Tian Renwan, Gai Jiayun, and the three governors of Menglingcha had personally attacked Xiao Bolu, but they all failed. If he wrote a letter to the court and the time to attack Xiao Bolu was ripe, then who would the emperor send to attack? It would definitely not be Hu Menglingcha anymore, but only himself.

‘Maybe in my heart, the Grand Marshal will soon replace him.’

Gao Xianzhi suddenly realized the profound meaning of Li Qing'an's words. He nodded slowly. Li Qing'an's suggestion hit the key points of Hu Meng Lingcha. He was old and could no longer satisfy the emperor's ambition to expand territory.

Thinking of this, Gao Xianzhi smiled with relief and said, "Qilang, go to the scout camp with peace of mind. Wherever you fall, I will let you climb up from."

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Li Qingan left Gao Xianzhi's mansion and slowly returned to the military camp. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and a kind of ambition that he had never had before. Yes! He came from later generations, and he had more knowledge than the Tang people. In this magnificent era in history, he should have made a difference.

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