Two months later, almost all the grain transport teams had returned to the camp, but the only team was still transporting grain, but this team had never come back since they left.
Next to a small river, one old and one young fished quietly by the river, behind them were hundreds of lazy soldiers and hundreds of carriages filled with food.
"Uncle Zhang, will the boss beheaded if he does this?" Watson lay on the grass, holding a straw pole in his mouth, and asked boredly. He knew that beheading was impossible, but he still asked. It was indeed boring enough.
"Hehe, I remember that the third military rule says this. The name is not appropriate. If you call it a name, it will not be reached until the time is not reached. If you violate the rules, you will change the teacher's laws. This is called a slow army, and the offenders will be killed. It seems that we have been out for two months, right?"
"What? You're not practicing sword today?" Zhang Kai did not answer Watson's question, but instead teased Yu.
"Puff!" Watson spit out the straw rod in his mouth and said, "It's a combination of work and rest. Look, the boss and Senior Ni are still fishing."
Zhang Kai smiled but said without saying a word, looking at Ji Yun's back while sitting quietly, saying, "Do you know what a truly powerful soldier means? The old marshal once said: A strong soldier knows victory but not arrogant, a defeat but not in chaos, and forgets death when he hears the drum, and becomes stronger when he encounters a strong man. He becomes stronger when he falls into a dead land but is not shocked, and knows that he will die but not be humiliated." After that, he closed his eyes and ignored Watson, who was full of surprise.
A dragonfly landed on the river and floated up the fish. Ji Yun pulled out the grass leaves on the ground and reached out to pop up at the dragonfly. The grass leaves flew over the dragonfly's wings. The dragonfly was frightened and flew away immediately. Then Ji Yun calmed down again, staring at the fish floating on the water.
Ni Qianqiu glanced at Ji Yun, shook his head and smiled, and closed his eyes again.
After a while, the fish on Ji Yun's side suddenly sank. He was happy and quickly pulled up the fishing rod. He saw that there was nothing on the hook except half of the bait that had not been eaten, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
"Your heart can't calm down." Ni Qianqiu did not open his eyes, but just said lightly.
Ji Yun fell silent when he heard this.
"The murderous intent in your heart is too strong, which will affect your mind." Ni Qianqiu said in a row: "Relax your body and mind and try to integrate into the environment around you."
Is the murderous intent too strong? Ji Yun smiled bitterly in his heart. He had already covered it up very well, but he didn't expect that he could still see it by Ni Qianqiu.
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"Prime Minister, there is a large army of Violets joining the Hanfeng War Zone. The situation is not optimistic. If the Hanfeng War Zone fails, it will inevitably lead to a defeat on the whole line. Should we take any measures?" In the big tent, one of the generals said hesitantly, while the other generals stood on both sides with their heads down and did not speak.
Although the Prime Minister's decision has always been correct and no one dared to question it, this time it was indeed a big deal, and the general dared to pluck up the courage to come forward and ask questions. If it weren't for the support of so many people behind him, he would not dare to question the Prime Minister's decision.
Cha Kelin, who was breaking the chess game on the high platform, raised his head and stared at the general who dared to speak ruthlessly, making the general sweat swell up, and then smiled: "There will be nothing wrong in Hanfeng's war zone."
After receiving Cha Kelin's reply, all the generals breathed a sigh of relief and thought to themselves, it seemed that they were over-conceived. How could the Prime Minister, who was unpredictable, have no backup plan?
After returning to quiet in the big tent, Cha Kelin picked up a black piece and gently landed it on the chessboard, and said, "What are the generals who are good at fighting on the other side now?"
"Report to the Prime Minister." A general stepped forward and said, "The generals who are good at fighting on the other side are divided into two generations. The older generation is Wu Dashan, Lin Fengxian, Situ Jingyang... The younger generation is Luo Jiao Fanque, Ji Kun..."
Cha Kelin pinched a white piece in his hand and landed on the chessboard with a "click". After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Where are the boys who came to the camp that day to provoke?"
"When I go back to the Prime Minister, they are Ji Yun, the second son of the Ji family, Huasheng, the second son of Huafu, and Fu Buqi, who are said to be disciples of the dean of the Shenwu Academy."
"Oh." Cha Kelin seemed very calm: "What are these kids' positions now? Why haven't they appeared on the battlefield?"
As soon as Cha Kelin said this, all the generals in the tent looked strange. One of them said, "Go back to the Prime Minister, Ji Wuming transferred 2,500 soldiers to let them transport grain..."
"Oh? I'm still transporting grain?" Cha Kelin asked with interest.
"It's indeed still in luck." The general's face was very strange.
Since the war started, he has been transporting grain for more than two months. Is there really so much grain to transport? Any fool can tell that Ji Wuming is leaving Ji Yun outside and doesn't want him to go to the battlefield.
"Prime Minister, Ji Yun is a man with extremely high qualifications and talent. He has reached a height that ordinary people cannot reach before he is young. If he is allowed to grow, he will become a major concern for our army. It is better to give him a while while his father is not around..." As he said that, the general made a stance of his hand knife, and the meaning was self-evident.
Cha Kelin seemed to be a little interested, and he held a black spot in his hand and was reluctant to leave. After a long time, he said, "I have arranged someone to do this. If nothing is done, you can step down."
All the generals were shocked. It seemed that the Prime Minister had sent a voice to the masters, and then everyone left the tent.
The huge camp was empty, and Cha Kelin was the only one left, and the sound of "snap" sounds came from time to time.
After a cup of tea, the space beside Cha Kelin suddenly became distorted. An old man in black appeared, hesitated for a moment, bowed and said, "Prime Minister, I wonder when I will go out?"
"Haha, can't wait?" Cha Kelin was not angry because of the old man's rudeness, but instead spoke with a smile.
"I just want to end the war as soon as possible and help His Majesty complete the great cause of unification."
After hearing the old man's words, Cha Kelin sneered at him, ending the war sooner? He wanted to leave earlier, but it's better to leave, the Empire does not allow such unstable factors as you. Although he thought so in his heart, his face still had a smile: "Old Yin's fist and patriotic intention is touching, but there is no hurry now. Let them be proud for a while first, and then attack when they think they are sure to win. Wouldn't it be great to make them desperate once?"
The old man sighed in his heart and said, "Since the Prime Minister insists on this, I won't ask more questions. When will the Prime Minister start to speak?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space in which the old man was in became distorted again, and the old man's figure disappeared like a ghost. Cha Kelin obviously was not surprised by such a scene, but just smiled slightly and ignored it.
"Ji Family, I will let you not be left this time." Cha Kelin's cold voice echoed in the big tent.
Have you guessed what Cha Kelin's backhand is? Why do you feel like I'm talking nonsense? Because the book has not been released yet, I guess there was a problem with the technical department. I was detained for so long and cried to death...