Farming and reading lady

After walking around, Gu Xixian's brows were almost knotted: "Brother Chen, this defense is too... backward, right?"

She wanted to say it was bad, but then she changed the word. After all, it was due to the times.

Duanmu Tangchen nodded: "It's indeed incomparable to..."

What can't be compared to it, General Yang wanted to know, but Duanmu Tangchen skipped it.

"Have you never thought of a solution?" Gu Xixian didn't think that the brain that came with the memories could have degenerated, so what was the reason?

"Military expenses." Duanmu Tangchen was also helpless. A good cook cannot cook without rice. The current emperor of Daling Kingdom is a wise ruler, and the people live a rich life. Although there are minor conflicts on the border, they are all within the controllable range. It can be said that the country is rich and the people are strong. But even for such a country, there is not much money to build military defense. It is the best situation to ensure a continuous supply of food and grass.

"No solution at all?" Gu Xixian didn't think so. At least from the fact that Songhua eggs, which cost only one tael of silver each, were selling well, it could be seen that there were still many rich people in Daling. But if you look at these soldiers, although they look energetic, none of them are strong, which shows that the food has not kept up with their pace.

"I can't think of it." Duanmu Tangchen was a little confused. He was devoted to studying when he was in school, and he joined the army with great enthusiasm. His family had no worries about food and clothing, so he really didn't study or pay attention to other things. It was no problem for him to develop some weapons, but it was really difficult for him to solve economic problems.

"Well, a technical talent, I understand." Gu Xixian patted his shoulder to comfort him. Her retainer brother has always been a technical development talent. Letting him guard the border is really a waste of his talent.

"We've seen it. Let's go back. You're just a little girl. Don't run around anymore. It's too dangerous in this era." Duanmu Tangchen was really scared. The current era was incomparable to their original country. The danger was too great.

Gu Xixian nodded obediently. She cherished her life very much. This time she came here, probably because of her obsession. It can be regarded as God making up for her regret.

The two were silent for a while, and Gu Xixian said softly: "Brother Chen, if, I mean if, I want to join your army, do you think there is a possibility of success?"

"That depends on what you want to cooperate with." Duanmu Tangchen thought for a while before replying.

"Well, I have an immature idea, but if this idea can succeed, not to mention other things, at least it can solve the problem of food and clothing for the soldiers." Gu Xixian did have an idea in her mind. It was immature, but that didn't exist. She had thought about this before coming here, but now she could meet an acquaintance and get twice the result with half the effort. However, she couldn't say this in a firm tone. She had to leave room for retreat.

Duanmu Tangchen's eyes lit up instantly. Although food and clothing are just the basics, this foundation is also a difficult problem: "Tell me quickly, what is the solution? If you can really solve this problem, it will be a great achievement."

Gu Xixian thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we wait until my idea is more mature? We have to be sure of it."

"Okay." Duanmu Tangchen understood that it was useless to be anxious.

General Yang, who was accompanying him, said: "Lady, you must find Duanmu boy to discuss life later. Why do you always stop at the critical moment?" He wanted to pull the little girl over and ask her a question.

Then the two of them walked and talked, talking about some things that seemed to make sense to them, but in short, they didn't understand. Then, Yin Yang was confused, and General Yang rolled his eyes at him countless times. He never knew that Uncle Yang disliked him so much.

Gu Xihao had a wooden face all the time, which was quite similar to Gudi. It was unknown whether this expression was inherited from the Gu family. Anyway, no one knew what he was thinking. Yang Mao followed silently. In front of his father, he could only be a quail. Didn't he see that his father looked so abominable now? I am above you, you can't afford to offend me, especially an easily violent father.

"Brother Chen, I guess you are in better shape now, right? How about showing off your skills?" Gu Xixian was quite curious about this. If she could still get by, then her brother Chen must be even more amazing.

Before Duanmu Tangchen could show some modesty, General Yang on the side shouted and pulled him to the high platform of the training ground: "Come on, Duanmu boy, my old bones haven't been loosened for a long time, come on, let's fight."

Duanmu Tangchen, who was not paying attention, staggered and almost dropped the Gu Xixian in his hands. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned around to stand firm.

Gu Xixian patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Chen, put me down. I can walk by myself."

Duanmu Tangchen nodded and put her down carefully. He was speechless. He didn't know what was wrong with General Yang. Was he just showing off his youthful madness in front of his son? But he couldn't refuse. He could only be half-dragged onto the platform. This platform was usually used for demonstrations for new recruits. When it was idle, some people would ask to compete on it.

The contest between soldiers and the martial artists is different, but not completely different. They are more about fighting in strength and skills, especially General Yang and Duanmu Tangchen, both of whom have martial arts skills, so their internal strength is naturally extraordinary. Gu Xixian watched with great interest from below, and cheered for the two impartially, which was very fair.

I don't know whether it was because Duanmu Tangchen respected his elders, or because General Yang was still strong and healthy, but it was General Yang who won. He laughed and patted Duanmu Tangchen on the shoulder: "Good boy, not bad, not bad."

Duanmu Tangchen had a bitter face and said nothing. Yang Mao shouted from below: "Dad, if you keep shooting, Brother Duanmu will not be good anymore. He will not be able to do it."

General Yang chuckled twice and said, "That was too heavy."

You really can't blame him for this. Military generals are very generous and naturally have great strength. If they are not careful, they will fall heavily.

"What a pity! Speaking of strength, military boxing looks more powerful." Gu Xixian felt a little regretful. She thought that Brother Chen would promote military boxing here, because in her opinion, it was really suitable for soldiers to practice.

"Oh, what is military boxing? Can the little girl do it?" General Yang asked curiously. After asking, he realized belatedly that the little girl had a small body. She should... not be able to do it, right?

Gu Xixian glanced at Duanmu Tangchen and saw that he was staring at her without blinking. She grinned and said in a low voice, "Because someone is gone, I have a lot of free time, so I learned it. Can I show you my skills?"

Duanmu Tangchen tried hard to wipe away the tears in his eyes and smiled back at her: "Okay!"

Gu Xixian jumped onto the stage with a chuckle and gave him a look that said "just wait and see".

Gu Xihao felt that his sister was acting like a real little girl at this moment. He looked at the tall and elegant young man in front of him, hiding the thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

Kick, hit, throw, grab, twist... After a whole set of movements, Gu Xixian felt a sense of comfort. How long has it been since she felt so happy? Since she came to this world, she has been carefully hiding behind others, afraid of being out of line, afraid of standing out, and afraid of being unacceptable in this era.

"Good!" General Yang shouted. He didn't expect to see such great power from a little girl. Every time he swung a punch, he could feel the sound of the air breaking.