Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Fu Chen of the cavalry battalion practiced bitterly late at night, and Liao Hui, the general's accountant, made things difficult during the day

The sky was covered in blackness, and the heavy thumping of soldiers in the camp could be heard, which was mixed with a slight rustling sound, which disappeared after a while, as if it was just a sudden strong wind in summer, stern and harsh.

A black shadow quickly crossed the ground in front of the tent, leaving slightly shaking grass where it passed.

Fu Chen found a corner in the training ground, supported the wall and turned over.

This place is located in the suburbs to the north, and can be traced back to the Longqi Mountain system outside the imperial capital.Under the mountain wall, there are steep barren rocks and raised rocks, and only deep and shallow shadows can be seen in the gray darkness.If you look up, it is even more empty like a bottomless pit.

The young man remained expressionless, showing a mechanical and numb movement.

He took out a maroon belt from his breast pocket and quickly tied it in front of his eyes, covering his originally blurred vision.

Fu Chen climbed up a rock and went up nimbly.

The speed is fast, like a lizard attached to a branch at night, shaky but with the help of sensitive reaction, it skims over the dangerous branch.

Fu Chen tensed all the muscles in his body, focusing his strength on his chest, abdomen and limbs, thus mobilizing every inch of muscle in his body to complete the drift on the cliff.

Only by putting it to death can we face every invisible obstacle with such concentrated and unimpeded energy.

No one is more familiar than him.

There was a sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth.

Unexpectedly, it was just a little touch on the surface, and the crisis came one after another.

At this moment of negligence, the stone that he was about to step on with the tip of his right toe missed by a tiny bit. When he didn't pay attention, the whole lower body tilted to the right suddenly lost the point of force, and it was suspended in the air back and forth. lap.

Fu Chen struggled with his arms, and slowly fell down a few feet, standing on the place he climbed earlier, and started all over again.

He can't see, and only relies on his hands and feet to exercise his fastest reaction speed in unfamiliar environments.

Then, he stretched out his hand to explore the rock wall on the other side, and happened to touch a stone protrusion, and borrowed his strength again, intending to turn over and go up.

The moment he pushed upwards, he felt the looseness of the rock, estimated the degree, stepped on the other side of the rock wall below him in an instant, and turned sideways to avoid the rock that had slipped down the foot of the mountain. With no time to take care of it, both hands pulled upwards to the rattan on the other side, and the barbs on the rattan immediately burrowed into the flesh of his hands.

Relying on the short-term support of the rattan to his body, he quickly climbed up to the rock formation. These few movements were swift and agile, like walking on the ground in the daytime.

He didn't hear the wind in his ears, he made a little effort, and swung from the right back to the left again, and this time he finally stepped on the real place.

As if all his strength had been relieved in one fell swoop, Fu Chen was short of breath, leaning tightly on the side rock, but he didn't dare to relax his muscles.

He climbed up into the crevice of the stone, his thin and powerful forearm was covered with dust and bloodstained by branches and vines.Fu Chen squeezed sideways into a narrow rock crevice and stood up on his hands and feet. He took advantage of this pause to think about his position in his mind, and took a deep breath.

The mountainside above is steep and smooth, which is the difficulty of the last section of the climb. There is almost no point of focus when climbing, and the body can only be supported by the strength of the hands.Fu Chen started to move, relying on his familiar memory, he set off for the route he had practiced many times.

Fu Chen gripped the edge tightly with his hands, supporting his body to move up slowly.

"Huh! Huh!" Fu Chen supported the rock edge on the top of the mountain, turned and rolled, and lay down in the center of the top, motionless.

He listened to only his own breathing echoing in his ears, enjoying the sense of security of being alone in the quiet darkness.

His breath gradually stabilized, and Fu Chen's tense muscles were now limp and weak on the ground. He felt the sticky clothes gradually cool down, and the mountain wind blew, making people shiver.

He reached out and untied the belt tied in front of him. Under the black night sky, there were still a few dim stars shining, bringing a little bit of light.

He watched intently. These days, every night he went to bed with the crowd, and woke up habitually after a few hours.It's just that after waking up, I can no longer continue the previous sleepiness, so I come here to move around secretly.He often comes here, taking advantage of the fatigue after climbing training, lying here to be lazy.

There are warm beds in the camp and you don’t sleep, come here to be lazy in the cold wind?Fu Chen scolded himself in a low voice as if mocking himself, and the ambiguous words were instantly blown away by the cold wind on the top of the mountain.

This always reminded him of the first few years on the Wuming Mountain, always wanting to go out of the mountain but always getting lost in the mountain, the sky was getting dark faster than his memory, and he couldn't open his eyes, so he lay down on the floor to sleep in the open air , is still considered stable.In summer, accompanied by the sound of cicadas, I am not lonely.

Fu Chen closed his eyes, but now he felt lonely.

He just wanted to escape those things, he used martial arts to numb his attention, and he blamed himself for his cowardice and greed.He loathes his loathing, puts on his pretense, and still has to pretend nothing happened and be a man hiding from the sun.

Ever since he came to the prime minister's mansion by chance and learned the truth, he felt an indescribable emotion and impulse in his heart. On the one hand, that impulse oppressed him and he couldn't breathe, on the other hand, it stabbed the blood in his heart.After following Ji Zhan in Gyeonggi for a period of time, his hands were already dirty, but killing a distant and strange enemy with his hands did not comfort him at all, it was completely different from what he had imagined.

He is already a discouraged person, he knows that living is more difficult than dying, and living as dead is more difficult than living.No one was there to testify to his actions, so he didn't know whether there was really a destiny willing to show him some mercy after seeing his insignificant thoughts.

Perhaps, what he insisted on was not right.

Another gust of night wind blew, blowing Fu Chen's whole body into a bone-chilling gloomy coldness. He only hoped that in the rest of the days, he could see his enemy executed with his own eyes, so that he could go home to see his parents with peace of mind.

His father abandoned his mother and son, and his mother took her own life to defend her life. He had a lot of complaints, resentment and fear, and he would close the door and settle the matter with the two of them one by one.

But that's all in the future, now he doesn't dare to have anything, and he also hopes that he has nothing and has nothing to worry about.

Thinking of his parents, the corners of Fu Chen's lips curled up into a smile, this time it was sincere and pure.Luckily, he thought, maybe this short lifespan is also a gift from the heavens in disguise, specially to facilitate his wish?

With a touch of cynicism and sadness, he stood up stiffly, and coldly pulled out the thorns in his hands, and blood oozes out, turning into scarlet spots on the palm of his hand.With a pleasure of self-punishment, the young man roughly carried out the movements in his hands.

The drenched clothes on his body gradually turned cold, Fu Chen looked at his broken hands, and still smiled.It is precisely because he has no capital, no retreat, no will to survive, and no heart, so he is not afraid of anyone or anything.The benefactor said that he wanted to gain Jia Yun's trust, so what's the point of ambush by his side?Instead of being entangled for a while, it is better to look at your own path and walk through it with peace of mind, and you will realize the task of quietly coming to this world for a while.

Fu Chen stood up, walked towards the edge of the cliff, bent his back slightly, and then fell into the boundless night.

In the early morning of the next day, the golden rooster sang three times.

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion gathered in the training ground, and Fu Chen was at the leader of the first team on the east side. Since Liao Hui received the board that day, he didn't dare to rest too much. He was afraid that the business would be delayed again, so he braced his body Throw in your daily training.

On the training ground, the detachment practiced riding and shooting, spear practice and cavalry formation.Liao Hui assigned the training content one by one, and finally shouted: "Fu Chen!"

"... Arrived!" Hearing his name, Fu Chen hurriedly stepped forward to get out of the queue.

Liao Hui walked up to him, swept up and down, and saw the scar on the young man's cheek had condensed into a red mark, his curly hair was high, and his eyes still had the same submissive temperament that confused him at the beginning. Thinking of this, he felt that his body was already The rotting buttocks were another heart-piercing pain.

He frowned, and anger suddenly rose in his heart, and said, "Fu Chen, according to what I told you earlier, you should memorize the light cavalry training content! Now you lead the team to practice riding and archery first, and you will come over in an hour! Something to do explain!"

"Yes." Fu Chen glanced at Liao Hui, who obviously did not move very neatly. He already knew the depth of the dozens of sticks he had hit before, and he even said that Liao Hui suffered from the pain of a hundred sticks. He is also a man, let alone he has a heart As for the provocation, the remaining sense of responsibility alone is enough for him to have a respect for it.

The rest of the trained cavalry were omitted from his sight. Liao Hui stared closely at Fu Chen leading the hundred or so people into the racecourse, and after a while, he appeared in the shooting range.

In the lead, one person and one horse lead, holding a bow and arrow, with long legs clamping the horse's belly, the movements are smooth and smooth, and the often bowed back is not as obtrusive as before, but adds a kind of frightening concentration to it.

Liao Hui's grievances were still there before, but at the time of the dispute, he also believed that he was in a hurry. In addition, King Yu appeared to interrupt the battle, and for a while he didn't think carefully about the level of the man he was confronting. There was a look of inquiry.

Liao Hui was watching in a daze, when a person suddenly stood behind him, he didn't realize it.

"Deputy General Liao."

Liao Hui turned around, it was Jia Yun, he nodded indifferently, "Admiral."

"Is the injury on your body healed?"

"I have rough skin and thick flesh. After being beaten, I recover quickly."

"I heard a little bit about what happened last time. Now is the time to use soldiers to train soldiers. Be less impatient with your own people."

"...Understood," Liao Hui was a little impatient, and did not forget to sarcastically, "Since it is a critical period, the admiral is not thinking about countermeasures against the enemy, and he still has time to inquire about these trivial matters."

"Your Highness told me this," Jia Yun interrupted, but he didn't mean to be entangled here. He just said, "Now you and the other lieutenants hold not only a salary, but also military power. How to act is still up to you." Think about it a lot."

Liao Hui pursed his lips and said forcefully, "Got it."

From the beginning to the end, Liao Hui only turned his head to look at Jia Yun.Perhaps because he was used to his rudeness, Jia Yun followed his gaze and looked at the field together, saying: "The light cavalry training is different from the previous heavy cavalry in the army, and the arrangements for the formation also need to be changed. Your Highness sent some Instructions on the formation map, don’t forget to take a look at it when you have free time... Right now the Nanman are frustrated and dare not go to war rashly, but they still need to focus on training and have a sense of war at any time.”

"Since many Nanman soldiers were beheaded before, why not take this opportunity to take the initiative to march south and kill him by surprise?" Liao Hui couldn't help asking, "Anyway, His Highness has returned to the army to serve as a staff officer, and there are new recruits to fill the vacancy. You can prepare to go south to wipe out those barbarians."

"I've considered this, but I can't." Jia Yun shook his head and said, "Once a big battle starts, the consumption of dry food, weapons and weapons, and the requisition of civilian power distributed along the route must all be taken into account. Based on long-term battles, this is not a good idea." For such a small amount, the Privy Council will not take the risk to approve so much money all at once, and if half of the money is spent without food, grass and weapons, it will be a dead end."

"Isn't the privy envoy...you know him?" He still remembered that it was a eunuch named Jin, with a round face that was dripping with sweat, and he looked disgusted as if he was greedy for a lot of money, "At this time No chance to accommodate?"

"This is not a crime he can afford," Jia Yun said, "not to mention whether the fight will be won or lost. Once this proposal is made, it will be opposed and criticized by the people in the court. Instead of doing this, we should train our soldiers first. If the enemy does not attack me, I will not attack anyone."

Liao Hui turned his head and cursed, and even Jia Yun's face became ugly.

"Opportunities can be found again, but not now."

Since Jiang Hua's Ministry of Internal Affairs was deprived of power, although there was no actual impact on its daily expenses, and the emperor's attitude was ambiguous, none of the eunuchs in the court dared to act recklessly at this time. On the one hand, he really didn't have the guts to take the limelight. Even He Libao, who had always acted in a public manner, was relegated to the family. Naturally, the people below would not be ignorant of the implied warning.

Even if he didn't deal with Jiang Hua, and felt that it was indeed a good time to send troops to the south at this time, if he took the initiative to speak out in the court hall, it would only embarrass the emperor and would not help.It's a pity that these entanglements in the court could not be explained clearly to Liao Hui for a while.

Jia Yun turned to the training ground, changed the subject, and said, "Have you selected the light cavalry in the past few days?"

"Yes, take Fu Chen, who was called before, and transfer 300 soldiers from the infantry, swordsmen, and archers." Liao Hui glanced at Jia Yun, and added, "...I went to the other battalions myself. Choose it, don’t worry about it.”

"Well, don't worry."

Liao Hui was a little annoyed, and said: "Qingqi is mostly used as a support, emphasizing the personal quality of the attack, so it is necessary to carry out individual pressure on these soldiers. I know exactly how to do it."

"You have been in the army for many years and have dealt with barbarian cavalry many times. You have rich experience in this area, so you need to give them more advice. The few recruits that His Highness personally called to the battalion before are all good candidates, but the cooperation and management in the team are still not enough. You need to put your heart into it, it will be of great use in the future." Jia Yun said.

Liao Hui sneered, "That's natural."

The dust rolled up by the horse's hoof flew up, Fu Chen squinted his left eye slightly, the dust that was almost in sight dissipated for a moment, and the arrow flew away.

He didn't go over to see how he hit the target, and took out another arrow from behind, steered his horse to the next target, and repeated the previous action exactly.

"Deputy General Liao," Jia Yun said again, "Many old people in the army are unable to do what they want, and it is inevitable that the generals will be replaced. The Nanman is watching from the other side, and there is a possibility of disturbing the situation at any time. We are all brothers in the same battalion, so don't do it at this time. Because of the small festival, I am worried about it."

Liao Hui knew who he was talking about, and he felt a little embarrassed when he saw a little narrow mind in his heart, but he still said righteously on his face: "...Since I intend to entrust you with a heavy responsibility, I will naturally have to sharpen it. I think that is called Fu Chen's has potential among the few recommended, he has little combat experience and is young, so it won't hurt to practice more."

Knowing his style, Jia Yun said, "That's okay. It's just that the daily training in the Red Armor Army has always been tough, so we still need to be careful."

Liao Hui nodded in response and watched him go, but he secretly thought in his heart: After all, this Jia Yun came from the emperor's side. His military and political ability in these years is seen in his eyes. He was disgusted.To him, training soldiers and martial arts is suffering, it is blood and sweat, but it is not for the masters.The cavalry he led were all red-armored tigers and dragons, attacking barbarians in rat dens.Don't say that Fu Chen has a relationship with him before, even if he is a recruit, he has to shed his skin under his hands!

A smug expression spread from his thick brows, he looked down at the soldiers who were gradually dispersed in the field, estimated the time in his heart, and thought that Fu Chen should come over.

Just thinking of this, he saw him walking to him from the stable side alone, the corners of his clothes were still dusty, he cupped his hands slightly and said, "General."

"Well," Liao Hui nodded, "you come with me now."

Fu Chen followed Liao Hui out of the training ground of the cavalry battalion. Liao Hui said as he walked, "You should know how much His Highness and Admiral Jia value you, right?"

He tried to keep his tone as normal as possible.

"I know." Fu Chen replied calmly.

Liao Hui continued: "Then what do you ask of yourself? Is it the same as other cavalry?"

Fu Chen understood what he meant, glanced at Liao Hui, and replied: "Fu Chen should be strict with himself, but follow the general's arrangement."

Liao Hui smiled and said: "The arrangement is not called it, it's just some small training suggestions. Apart from the time for daily training, the rest of the rest time you can squeeze out is your own. If you don't want to, no one will force you to." You do things. So if you want to take a break, of course you can choose to quit.”

I didn't expect that the person who was angry and threatened because of his gossip with Tang Lan before would have the patience to provoke him with irony. Fu Chen wanted to laugh in his heart, but he followed his words and said: "The general is rich in experience, Fu Chen Chen will learn more from the general, and will not let the general rely on him."

In a blink of an eye, he followed his predecessors to a huge and dilapidated tent. Fu Chen's heart skipped a beat. This place was so familiar. It was the place where he received the fifty-stick punishment a few days ago. There were various punishments in the tent. Whips, flogging boards and all kinds of cutting tools and knives for soldiers are available.Some piled up in the corner were stained with ashes, and some were stained with dried plaques and blood, which was shocking.

Fu Chen showed a timid smile, and asked, "General, this is... how do we increase training?"

Seeing his frightened expression, Liao Hui couldn't help feeling a mixture of pleasure and sarcasm, that today he must teach this new little brat what is good and what is wrong.

He pretended to be serious and said: "You are not good at internal strength, and you are light on external strength. You can only practice the most basic and stupid body shape and speed, but everyone has such basic skills. How do you stand out?"

Fu Chen remained silent, Liao Hui walked to a corner, and pulled out a black object with a chain. The old iron strikes collided with each other and made a dull sound.

He took a closer look and saw that the long black object that Liao Hui was dragging was actually an iron shackle for a prisoner. There were iron rings on both sides of the chain to bind his hands and feet, and there were four round iron balls hanging in the middle. Liao Hui's procrastinating action should be heavy, and the surface of the ball is full of rust, which should be discarded for a long time.

Fu Chen looked terrified and blinked.

"This..." the young man hesitated.

But he was relieved at this moment in his heart, he finally didn't have to turn over to the foot of the back mountain to train with his inferior soil bag. The weight bag he made was too simple and rough. Due to the prolonged practice time, the edges began to gradually It is extremely inconvenient and the effect is not as good as before. Now I can use this stronger shackles instead of earth bags for training.

This time, he thanked Liao Hui from the bottom of his heart for solving this urgent need for him.

Liao Hui saw that he was frozen in place, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart. He thought he was still frightened, so he added: "I saw you riding and shooting well today, but if the light cavalry team can't just rely on With your own basic skills, you need to have a quicker response to lead other soldiers on the right route in time."

He pulled up the shackles and said: "These four iron balls are already worn out, and they add up to about [-] catties. You should wear them to practice once in the morning, evening and afternoon. You can also use them during riding and archery training and mixed arms training on weekdays." They are all worn for training, and we can consider the next step when the strength and speed have improved."

I thought that Fu Chen would continue to stand in the same place in a daze, and was about to sneer a few more words, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that the young man immediately took the shackles from his hands and began to handcuff his hands and feet. He quickly handcuffed them, and the timid look that has been coming all the time made him see a little...excitement?

Seeing that he was too obedient, Liao Hui was a little bit unhappy. He was unavoidably surprised that this wild boy really didn't care about what he did, and his prejudice against him changed after thinking about it.

After Fu Chen was handcuffed, he slowly got out of the tent and stretched his limbs a few times. He deliberately used the long chains on the iron ball to lock his arms, legs and feet, so as to push his whole body to exert strength.Weighing it a few times, it was much heavier than the cloth bag he practiced before, turned to Liao Hui and said, "General, can I start now?"

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Liao Hui replied, and added, "First practice with swordsmanship, and then train with them in the afternoon."

Fu Chen drew his sword, and the weight of the iron chain itself restricted his movements. His waist and arms vibrated the tendons of his upper body, and he circled around the ground violently. The saber was lifted up, weighed the ground, and the sword was drawn out. Spin.

He concentrated his attention on the movements of his whole body, and the eyesight of his pupils was suppressed into a cold state.

Fu Chen felt a dragging force coming from his arms and legs, as if it wanted to pin him to the ground.

This feeling of being restrained is something he has always hated, and his anger is rising almost reflexively.The palm of the hand holding the sword was slightly sweaty, and he tightened his grip on it. Relying on the muscles that exerted force again, he performed the initial movement of the familiar swordsmanship at the foot of the mountain.

Walk, turn around, turn the sword.

The originally staggering wrist turned around with difficulty, and the muscles on the forearm were smooth and refined.

Getting better.

Liao Hui raised his eyebrows from the side and looked at it, and nodded secretly for the young man's stamina and patience, and his previous contemptuous attitude faded a little.

He is not a person who cares about everything, but when Zong Zhengxi first returned to the army, he was severely punished in front of all the soldiers. After all, he felt that he had lost face, and he had to find a punching bag for his severe punishment of a hundred sticks. Sa Sa is wild.

But as far as he said that men can compete with martial arts, apart from his nodding and pussy-waisted pouch in private, this kid looked sloppy and displeased, but he didn't see him being sloppy during training. defect?

Liao Hui's thighs and thighs ached again.

Time flies by.

Sweat flew horizontally onto the sword with the turning of the figure, and the white light of the sword body was reflected to the surroundings, and a bright light burst out.Fu Chen didn't dare to relax a little. He felt sweat wet his eyelashes, and his brows frowned slightly. He turned his head violently, shaking off the sweat that was about to fall, as if he had returned to the scene of that day. , It was hazy, and he couldn't see the mist in front of him. He swung his sword horizontally, as if trying to break through the barrier.

Liao Hui saw that his swordsmanship was beginning to look messy, and knew that he was almost exhausted, his personal emotions had already been brought into his swordsmanship, and it would be too late to practice too much, so he hurriedly said: "Enough! Rest for a while!"

This training method of using shackles and carrying heavy weights is not to mention the soldiers under his command, even he is difficult to handle the sword freely when he first gets started, he has to go through some activities and movements to get used to it.This young man looks young and has little internal strength, but he is really outstanding in this basic skill, which is rare.Seeing that he was gloomy and silent before raising the sword, but his serious expression seemed to change in a flash when he was practicing martial arts. It seems that his favor is not just for nothing.

Fu Chen didn't realize it, and still insisted on the faster and faster sword technique.

Liao Hui saw that he still didn't stop, and was horrified that he would go crazy because of this. If he was injured again, the gain would not be worth the loss, so he drew his knife and cut across——

"Den-"

There was a sharp sound of weapons colliding, and the young man suddenly stopped his sword posture as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Before Liao Hui could speak, a voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Liao Hui turned his head and saw Jia Yun and Lin Ping, dressed in similar military eunuch robes, approaching one after another. At this moment, both of them had serious expressions on their faces.

Lin Ping said: "Liao Hui, Your Highness did not put him under your command because you tortured him with past grievances."

"How can this be torture?" Liao Hui became angry when he saw Lin Ping accused him of not understanding the situation clearly. "I'm teaching him the method of training."

Liao Hui did have some thoughts in his heart to make things difficult for the young man, who used heavy objects and high intensity at the beginning, but in terms of the effect of the method, he didn't think it was a useless move, and he would definitely improve if he continued to practice.

Jia Yun continued: "I didn't see clearly just now... But if you want to train, you shouldn't use such extreme methods. These dozens of catties of shackles are very difficult for young people to practice for the first time, and it makes it difficult for them to practice. His art."

"His talent is good, which makes the training more difficult. A good seedling can't improve without being encouraged," Liao Hui said eloquently, "This is my consistent proposition. If he can't take it anymore, he can roll to another camp at any time. , I can’t support the master here.”

"The general is right," Fu Chen said, "These are what the bid should be."

Jia Yun turned to him and asked, "Do you feel that the practice is strenuous?"

"Fortunately...fortunately, the general also targeted the sparring partner based on his own shortcomings. As a man in the red armor, these exercises should be done by me. I dare not live up to the praise of the generals. I must do my best Yes, thank you admiral for your concern." Fu Chen said with a faint smile.

"Since that's the case, train hard. If you practice better in the future, don't forget that we have another chance to compete. Then let me see your strength." No one can fault such an obedient person. Impressively, he said, "It's time for dinner in the cooking camp, let's go rest for a while to replenish some energy, I still have something to do with General Liao."

Fu Chen's thoughts cooled down, and his tone dropped a bit: "Okay, Fu Chen must practice with all his heart and live up to the admiral's instructions."

He withdrew as promised, and Jia Yun and Liao Hui went into the account to explain the matter.After eating enough, he went to the camp next door to say hello to Tang Lan, and then went back to his tent to rest.

The tents they rest in are much simpler than those in Gyeonggi, where six to seven people sleep in one room.The ones who slept with him were all Qingqi who had been trained by Xinxuan, and some of them were appointed by the general.

Fu Chen didn't say much, and when he entered the tent, he wrapped himself in a thin quilt and got into the bed. The few people chatted sparsely, circling in the young man's ears.

It wasn't loud, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After a long time, there were voices coming from outside the tent again. Several people thought they had gone out and came back again, and they kept muttering: "We are so tired from practicing the military formation on weekdays, how can we still have time to read idle books?"

"I've never heard that soldiers fighting in wars these days have to be both civil and military."

"What do you know, the general thinks highly of us, this must be a posture that needs to be cultivated..."

"Don't put gold on your old face... You only know a few words and dare to say that you can read in front of the general last time. It's not embarrassing."

"Hey... what is this? Let me see."

"It's nothing more than a military book, this is... "The History of the Old Dynasty", is it a history book?"

The youth's half-covered eyelids suddenly jumped, and then slowly opened again.

"Send me a map of military formations, and I can barely see it. What's the use of history books... Let's pile it here first, and anyone who reads it can come and get it."

"All right, put it aside for now, don't mess it up, maybe it will be taken back at some point."

"I know, I know……"

The person on the bed turned over, his black eyes glowed brightly, and stared lightly at the few people who were busy moving things in the corner under the blanket.

With unfounded confidence, he has a bold and clear intuition, which must be Jia Yun's handwriting.