How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

Not long after Xiao Qi left, the stone followed.

After the soldiers passed the news, they lifted the curtain of the commander's tent for Shitou.

In the handsome tent, Xiao Lingfeng was pulling Zhuang Qingyue to clean his hands.

Shi Shi greeted Xiao Lingfeng, then put down the two food boxes in his hand, and took out the dishes inside one by one and placed them on the table.

Three or four bowls of food and a plate of steamed buns.

Servings for two people.It looked like Xiao Qi had tipped off the news.

But unlike Xiao Qi, Shi Shi didn't resist Zhuang Qingyue's appearance too much.

In his opinion, the prince has always done things in a reasonable way, and those of them who are subordinates are just obedient.

So he was in the same mood as usual, and he even spoke with a bit of joy in his tone: "My lord, Mr. Zhuang, you two are really in time. General Pang won a small victory this morning, and today he specially ordered to make white noodles. Mantou rewards the brothers!"

Xiao Lingfeng also smiled: "Really?"

Saying that, he handed Zhuang Qingyue a clean cotton towel to dry his hands, and then led the people to sit at the table.

Zhuang Qingyue looked at the meal in front of her with a complicated expression.

reward?

A big pot of vegetables without oil and meat and a few hard-faced steamed buns the size of a fist.That's it?

Zhuang Qingyue, the unparalleled son, really hasn't suffered this kind of pain for a long time.At this moment, he was holding half a steamed bun in his hand, looking at the stir-fried vegetable leaves in front of him, which obviously tasted very bland, he couldn't eat it for a long time.

But Xiao Lingfeng and Shitou were watching from the sidelines, and it was not easy for him to show his dislike too clearly.

Just as he was thinking, a small piece of meat was placed in his bowl.

Xiao Lingfeng had already seen his reluctance, but he didn't say much, just happened to see a piece of meat from the vegetable bowl, and without thinking about it, he picked it up and gave it to Zhuang Qingyue.

Just, just try to improve it.

After all, the life in the barracks itself was hard, even Xiao Lingfeng had to eat and live with the sergeants, and had no privileges at all.

If Zhuang Qingyue wanted to stay in the barracks, she had to get used to this kind of life early on.

Zhuang Qingyue also understood this.

He took a deep breath, picked up the piece of meat on the plate and ate it, and unexpectedly found that the taste was not as bad as he had imagined.

Seeing Zhuang Qingyue start to move her chopsticks, Xiao Lingfeng's lips curled up.

He raised the steamed bun in his hand: "Well, the steamed bun has to be eaten with vegetable soup to taste."

Zhuang Qingyue asked half-believingly, "Really?"

Then imitating Xiao Lingfeng's movements, he broke off a small piece of steamed bun, dipped it in the vegetable soup, and then opened his mouth to bite it off.

"Really good."

When Xiao Lingfeng heard Zhuang Qingyue mutter something in a low voice, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened unconsciously.

Although he is the young master from the capital, fortunately, he is not incapable of connecting with the earth. Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue with a look of relief on his face.

After dinner, Shito quickly removed the bowls, chopsticks and food boxes.

But the night couldn't stop.

Because of Xiao Qi's big mouth, all the generals who can be ranked in the military camp now know that the prince brought a sick and weak scholar who didn't know where he came into the military camp.

So everyone estimated the time, and when Xiao Lingfeng finished his dinner, they immediately came to visit together.

The soldiers were also a little surprised when they saw this battle, but they still told the account honestly: "My lord, General Pang, General Liu, Vice General Zhai, Vice General Lin, Zhao..."

Before the names and titles of these generals could be clarified, the curtain was lifted from the inside. Xiao Lingfeng held the curtain himself, and his tall body blocked the door of the tent tightly.

He looked at the leader, General Pang, and said with a half-smile, "You generals are here late at night, but what's the urgent matter?"

General Pang didn't want to see his young master's excitement. After all, the young master held a grudge, and he might be remembered sometime.

But it's not something he can't think of if he doesn't want to.The other generals and colleagues all wanted to come to check on the situation, but he couldn't stand coaxing him, and he didn't want to appear too out of place, so he was pushed and shoved by these brothers and had to come with him.

Asked by the prince at this moment, General Pang had no choice but to bite the bullet and do this early bird.

"Uh..." His throat was choked, and he racked his brains to search for suitable words, "Report to the lord, you have not been in the camp for the past two days, and today we will report the military situation to you while you are back, ah yes, report military situation."

As soon as the words came out, they became fluent. General Pang clasped his fists and impassionedly reported the battle situation to Xiao Lingfeng: "The cavalry of the Batu League made a surprise attack the day before yesterday. General Zhai led the left vanguard to meet the enemy head-on. General Liu led the right cavalry to follow Attacking from the side, beat the barbarians of the Batu League to pieces..."

"Okay." Xiao Lingfeng moved away and walked back, "Come in and talk."

With permission, everyone followed him and filed in, and looked around quietly as they walked in.

Sure enough, besides the prince, there was a strange figure standing by the table in the tent, looking at the map hanging in the tent with his hands behind his back.

General Pang looked at the familiar white figure and fell silent for a while.

On the other hand, General Liu was straightforward and asked carelessly, "My lord, who is this?"

Zhuang Qingyue turned her head when she heard the words.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at him, turned around and introduced to everyone: "This is Zhuang Qingyue, son of Wushuang, the only son of Mr. Zhuang Yizhi."

After speaking, he waved to Zhuang Qingyue.Zhuang Qingyue understood, and stepped forward to greet everyone: "I met all the generals in Xiazhuang Qingyue."

The posture is calm, neither humble nor overbearing.

Everyone looked different and didn't speak for a while.

The father and son of the Zhuang family were quite famous before they were demoted to the army, but so what, even if Zhuang Yi Zhiguan went to Shang Shuling, he could be called the head of civil servants, he was still a civil servant.

There is a natural gap between the civil servants and their group of generals, because everyone looks down on each other.

Now that the father and son of the Zhuang family were demoted to the army, they committed the crime of corruption, which is one of the most despised in their hearts, let alone.

But at this moment, not only did Zhuang Qingyue not follow the exorcist team to enlist in the army for training and service, but instead appeared in the tent in such a big way, everyone didn't know how to react for a while.

Seeing Xiao Lingfeng's obvious appearance of protecting someone, the always tactful Vice General Zhai tried to ease the atmosphere: "Oh my, Mr. Wushuang's visit is really long-awaited."

Fuck it, just say something casually according to the prince's intention.

With Vice General Zhai taking the lead, the others seemed to have come to their senses, and they all warmed up one after another, and went up to exchange polite greetings with Zhuang Qingyue.

Xiao Lingfeng smiled with satisfaction.

After a while, the upright General Liu still couldn't help asking his doubts: "My lord, what is the identity and name of Mr. Zhuang when he came to our barracks?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, waiting for Xiao Lingfeng to reply.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at the crowd, and made the other generals and lieutenants who were silent but obviously interested in each other uncomfortable, and then slowly said:

"Mr. Zhuang was specially invited by me, so he should be...well, he should be the military adviser of our Jingbei Army. Otherwise, he can be my deputy general."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with the same shock on their faces.

As the King of Jingbei in the Dajing Dynasty, Xiao Lingfeng has always decided the layout of large and small battles by himself. When will he need a military adviser?

General Pang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then involuntarily glanced at Zhuang Qingyue. Seeing his calm and breezy appearance, he felt relieved again.

"How can this be done?!" Suddenly someone said.

Zhuang Qingyue and Xiao Lingfeng looked at the man at the same time.

I saw a black-faced man who had been taciturn since just now, looking at Zhuang Qingyue with a dissatisfied expression at this moment: "Mr. Zhuang, has he ever gone to the battlefield to kill barbarians? I am afraid that he has read a few military books and can only talk about wars on paper."

He wanted to say this before, but he never found an opportunity. At this moment, he finally couldn't help it: "War is not a joke. If you ask a nerd to become a military adviser, I'm afraid you will kill your brother by commanding blindly." their lives."

He looked Zhuang Qingyue up and down: "Besides, Mr. Zhuang seems to be incompetent at first glance, and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Could it be that there is a war, and there is a need for another man to take care of you?"

"My lord, please think twice!" He said righteously.

After hearing what he said, Xiao Lingfeng's expression didn't change a bit.

He glanced at the people in the tent, and suddenly chuckled: "General Zhao is right."

The voice paused for a moment.

The expression on General Zhao's face softened a little.

But I heard Xiao Lingfeng speak again, with a serious tone: "But I am very clear about Mr. Zhuang's strategy and wisdom. If you don't believe me, just watch."

General Zhao opened his mouth to say something, but Xiao Lingfeng stopped him with a wave of his hand.

He looked at the crowd again, and his tone softened: "Don't be prejudiced against literati, maybe after Mr. Zhuang's experience, I will have another Confucian general in Dajing Dynasty."

He looked at General Pang, and suddenly asked a question: "General Pang, do you think that the battle against the Batu League will be as handy as before?"

General Pang thought for a while, and replied honestly: "Reporting to my lord, although we have won the battle recently, compared with the past, it is indeed more difficult."

Xiao Lingfeng nodded, and looked at the others: "We have been stationed in the northwest for so many years, and we are old faces to the Xisha Twelve Alliance. I am afraid that your combat style has been thoroughly studied by others."

Everyone's expressions froze, and General Zhao frowned.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at Zhuang Qingyue: "Mr. Zhuang has never been to the battlefield, maybe it's a good thing. At least, the marching style of our future Confucian general is not fully understood by anyone."

After the voice fell, the tent was still silent.

Xiao Lingfeng waited and waited, and finally, General Pang spoke: "My lord makes sense."

He looked at the colleagues around him: "Then let's watch first?"

With the first person to express their position, the attitudes of the rest of the people also loosened a lot, so people expressed their positions one after another.

For a while, some people called Zhuang Qingyue Zhuang Military Adviser, and some people called Zhuang Qingyue Zhuang Vice-General. After several shouts, Zhuang Qingyue felt uncomfortable.

After this matter came to an end, everyone discussed the recent military situation before leaving Xiao Lingfeng's tent.

When the people left, Xiao Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingyue and asked him: "How about it, can I get you an official position?"

Zhuang Qingyue smiled and said: "That's a good thing, I will be honored to be the deputy general of the Lord of War God."

Xiao Lingfeng snorted, seemingly unintentionally said: "I don't dare to be in the light, I insisted on letting you come to the camp. If you suffer from wars in the future, don't hold grudges against me."

Zhuang Qingyue's smile remained unchanged: "In the eyes of the prince, are students so narrow-minded?"

Yes, I am, so you better not mess with me.

It was late at night, and the soldiers called hot water to wash the two of them.

Unaccustomed to Zhuang Qingyue's clumsy way of twisting the handkerchief, Xiao Lingfeng sighed and snatched the cotton handkerchief off, soaked it in water three or two times and twisted it half dry, and handed it back to him.

Zhuang Qingyue unceremoniously took the cotton towel and cleaned her hands and face.

After he finished washing, Xiao Lingfeng took the cotton cloth and urged him to rest.But Zhuang Qingyue suddenly said: "Is the Jingbei Army short of horses?"

Xiao Lingfeng tilted his head in doubt: "What?"

Seeing that Zhuang Qingyue hooked the corners of her lips, she showed a mysterious smile: "My lord protects me as an official, how about I give you a big gift?"