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Chapter 883 General, please slow down (4)

"Master Yuan, please." General Liu made a gesture of invitation to her, asking her to go in and enter the tent.

"General Liu, please come with us." Jing Qingran said, making a gesture of invitation to him.

General Liu laughed, and the two walked into the tent together.

Inside the tent is a feast.

Various small tables are placed there, and there are good wine and food on the table.

There is an open space in the middle, but no one is dancing, this is a military camp after all.

Sitting at the top is the general, the general has already arrived, and he just arrived.

Jing Qingran and General Liu stepped forward to greet the general.

This general, in his twenties, was young, wearing a black robe and casual clothes, which perfectly outlined his slender figure, and his black hair was tied neatly on his head, with a hair crown Caged, that face is very handsome, with deep eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips that are just right, very curved.

His skin is a healthy honey color, and there are no scars on his face. Generally, people who fight in the battlefield will inevitably have scars on their bodies, and sometimes on their faces, but he didn't, at least, didn't see any scars. He has scars.

His face is very handsome, and there is a bit of delicateness in his handsomeness, so delicate and delicate that he is very beautiful.

The more you look the better.

Of course, Jing Qingran didn't stare at him either, after glancing at him, she also lowered her eyes.

Jing Qingran is a military advisor, and he is a general, even a military advisor cannot stare at a general all the time.

"Sit down." The general said, his voice was low and deep, if you listen carefully, you can hear a special magnetism.

Jing Qingran and General Liu saluted the general again, then went to sit down.

Jing Qingran is a military advisor, she is the only military advisor in this army, and her status is relatively high.

Jing Qingran's seat is the first seat under the general.

The seat was empty, she came over and sat down, it was full.

This table is a small table, not too long, it is more than enough for one person to sit, but it is a bit cramped for two people.

In this tent, everyone basically sits at a table.

The general sat alone at the head.

"In order to celebrate yesterday's military exploits, there is no need for you to set up wine for a banquet here today," the general said.

Everyone below nodded in response.

"General, since that's the case, why don't you get some people to dance for us to cheer us up?" a man said.

"Yes, General..." another man said.

They were marching and fighting outside, and it was very difficult to meet a woman on weekdays.

And this general, who runs the army strictly, does not allow women to exist in the army, and even military prostitutes are rare.

"General, a new group of military prostitutes has recently arrived in the army... These military prostitutes are beautiful, good at singing and dancing... If not, let them come and dance for us." Another man Said.

The people here are basically men, except Jing Qingran, or in other words, except the original owner.

The general poured himself a drink and seemed to be thinking. After a while, he said: "Then call a few over."

Hearing what the general said, these men were all excited, drinking and drinking, and eating vegetables.

Tell someone to call the military prostitute over.

Jing Qingran took a sip of wine on her own, always feeling that it was not safe for the original hostess to disguise herself as a man and mix in the army.

After all, there are too many men here, basically all men.

(End of this chapter)