How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

The food and grass brought by Jiang Yusheng was enough for the Jingbei Army to survive this winter.In the spring of next year, some soldiers in the camp will be assigned to take turns to garrison troops to cultivate wasteland, and the pressure on food and grass in the next year will be greatly reduced.

To celebrate this auspicious day, the Jingbei Army collectively ate extra meals in the evening, and each person got two more steamed buns.

In the handsome tent, looking at Zhuang Qingyue who sat across from her without moving her chopsticks for some reason, Xiao Lingfeng was a little confused.

Ever since Jiang Yusheng left, Zhuang Qingyue has always been serious.But even though Xiao Lingfeng was thinking about it, he didn't think of any major events recently that deserved Zhuang Qingyue's behavior.

Just as she was thinking, Zhuang Qingyue spoke first.

"After Mr. Jiang comes, the Jingbei Army won't have to worry about food and grass this winter, but Xisha will suffer."

Xiao Lingfeng was a little surprised.Ever since the end of the great battle, Zhuang Qingyue seemed to avoid suspicion, and never cared about the affairs of the Jingbei Army, as if she didn't care about everything.He didn't expect that today's Zhuang Qingyue would take the initiative to care about these things.

"Indeed." Knowing that he must have something to say later, Xiao Lingfeng responded briefly.

Sure enough, Zhuang Qingyue spoke again.

"It's snowing heavily this winter, and the weather is extremely cold. The pastures on the Xisha side are covered with heavy snow, and countless cattle and sheep have been frostbitten and frozen to death. If they have nowhere to go, why don't they come to harass the border?"

Zhuang Qingyue said worriedly: "I see, the Jingbei Army still has to strengthen the frontier defense and be ready at all times. I'm afraid they won't be able to relax at the end of the year."

He was frowning, and his worries about the Jingbei Army were clearly written on his face.

However, when Xiao Lingfeng looked up at him, he didn't miss the light hidden in his eyes.

So, is this man playing any tricks again?

Xiao Lingfeng paused when he was about to say something, but he didn't answer him right away.

He pushed the dish towards Zhuang Qingyue, signaling him to eat first, and then observed his little movements with great interest.

Xiao Lingfeng knew that Mr. Wushuang was used to someone taking the initiative to hand over the steps, and at this moment he deliberately didn't answer his words right away.

He really wasn't wrong.

It has to be said that in just a few months, Xiao Lingfeng has already touched Zhuang Qingyue's temper.

The person on the opposite side didn't get the expected answer, how could he eat with peace of mind?

The pair of slender white and slender hands held the chopsticks and poked a few times into his bowl, but failed to eat the food.

Zhuang Qingyue still had that worried look on her face, she was so worried about the country and the people that it was hard to swallow.

Looking at his constantly changing eyes, Xiao Lingfeng was amused in his heart.

He said: "You are right. The Jingbei Army really needs to be careful, and cannot relax for a moment."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the movement of the person opposite to poke the bowl stopped immediately.

Seeing the corners of Zhuang Qingyue's slightly raised lips, Xiao Lingfeng changed the subject: "But after the battle a few days ago, the barbarians in Xisha didn't catch anything at all. Not only was the food and grass consumed, seven out of ten of the [-] Xisha cavalry were also gone. There is no power left to attack on a large scale.”

"So, although we still have to be on guard from time to time, the pressure on the Jingbei Army has been reduced a lot." Xiao Lingfeng said, "There is a high probability that it will be the nuisance of small groups of forces. Even Xiao Qi who got off the board can wipe them out with his eyes closed."

hiss……

It means that the next barbarian from Xisha can handle even Xiao Qi, so there is no need for Xiao Lingfeng to step in.

Therefore, if the emperor really ordered him to return to Beijing, it would not delay the matter at all.

Zhuang Qingyue's heart immediately became upset.

Seeing Zhuang Qingyue's strange expression, Xiao Lingfeng suddenly remembered the scene where he and Jiang Yusheng were talking separately at the gate of Daying.Something flashed through his mind so fast that he had no time to catch it.

But he was immediately alert: "What's wrong?"

He looked at Zhuang Qingyue and asked directly: "What did Jiang Yusheng tell you?"

Zhuang Qingyue put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, propped her face with her hands, and looked at him with resentful eyes: "Jiang Yusheng said, the emperor plans to call you back to Beijing."

Xiao Lingfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he understood why Zhuang Qingyue suddenly cared about the war between Xisha and the Jingbei Army.

But judging by his expression, could it be that he doesn't want him to return to the imperial capital?

After thinking about it, I asked what was in my heart.

The person on the opposite side still looked at him with that inexplicable look and didn't speak.But Xiao Lingfeng immediately got the exact answer from his expression.

He had already analyzed it with Zhuang Qingyue just now. This winter, the Xisha barbarians did not pose much of a threat to the Jingbei Army, which meant that it did not matter if he returned to Beijing.

Therefore, there must be other reasons why Zhuang Qingyue didn't want him to return to Beijing.

"Why, it's that gentleman from Liangzhou who wants to make things difficult for me?" He speculated, "Or, does my brother have other plans?"

He frowned: "I haven't heard of it. If my brother doesn't do good things, my people will definitely send news. How come there is no news at all?"

While guessing, he watched Zhuang Qingyue's expression.

Judging from Zhuang Qingyue's reaction, he seemed to have touched the edge, and it seemed that he hadn't fully guessed it, but he really couldn't figure it out.

So he decided to give up.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Xiao Lingfeng stretched out his hand to grab his hand and pinched it twice, blinking his eyes and said: "This king can't guess, why don't you just tell me, the military master?"

Zhuang Qingyue, who was still carrying it, was suddenly amused by his undignified appearance.

He withdrew the deliberately resentful expression, and Zhuang Qingyue turned back into the aggressive Zhuang Qingyue.He let Xiao Lingfeng hold his hand, squinting his eyes and approaching:

"Your Highness is Gui Geng this year?"

Xiao Lingfeng calculated in his heart, and answered truthfully: "Twenty to five."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Qingyue poked his cheek with a cool finger.Xiao Lingfeng was shocked by the ice, but he didn't escape.

"Your brother in the imperial capital is only 23 now, and two people have been added to the harem. Are you not in a hurry?"

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at him, and immediately connected the previous and subsequent conversations, and the doubts in his heart became clear in an instant.

He looked back at Zhuang Qingyue, with a smile unconsciously in his eyes.

Xiao Lingfeng pretended not to understand: "What am I anxious about?"

He purposely wanted to tease Zhuang Qingyue: "I'm not like my younger brother. My family has the throne to inherit. I'm so poor, and I don't have anything good to leave for my wife and children. I'm afraid I won't be able to marry even if I'm in a hurry."

The fingers that poked his face became stronger in an instant, Zhuang Qingyue gritted her teeth: "Then if there is an inheritance to the throne, will you marry a hundred or eighty?"

Seeing that Zhuang Qingyue finally made a breakthrough, a smile spread silently on Xiao Lingfeng's face.

He took the hand that the man gently pinched on his cheek, put it on his lips and kissed it, and when he looked up again, he saw Zhuang Qingyue's ears that were a little red from anger.

Adam's apple rolled, and a chuckle escaped from his throat.

Xiao Lingfeng stared at him, mercilessly piercing through: "Ah Yue, you're jealous."

"You did it on purpose?" Zhuang Qingyue withdrew her hand vigorously and said with a dark face.

"Well." Xiao Lingfeng didn't panic at all, and was even extremely happy because of Zhuang Qingyue's performance.

On the general stage that night, although Xiao Lingfeng finally began to face up to the turmoil in his heart, the kiss that Zhuang Qingyue offered on his own initiative was really out of his mind.

So much so that when he thought about it later, he was always not quite sure what Zhuang Qingyue was thinking.

After all, Zhuang Qingyue really loves to play tricks on people.

But now, looking at the genuine shame and anger on Zhuang Qingyue's face, Xiao Lingfeng's heart finally fell into place.

Therefore, even though Zhuang Qingyue's eyes widened and stared at him viciously at this moment, he still had a relaxed expression on his face, and even felt that the angry Zhuang Qingyue was really cute.

Who would have known that Mr. Wushuang would be like this in private?

Xiao Lingfeng asked himself and answered: I know.

By the time we finished dinner, the sky had completely darkened.

After calling the soldiers to take away the dishes, Xiao Lingfeng sent an invitation to Zhuang Qingyue: "Go out for a walk?"

When I was in school before, at night, the playground was full of couples in love. They used the name of night running to perform love in reality, which made it very embarrassing for a person like him who really wanted to run.

Well, but if the person beside him was Zhuang Qingyue, Xiao Lingfeng said that he would understand his classmates immediately.

But he thought too much.

Zhuang Qingyue ruthlessly rejected his invitation.

"Brother Jiang just left today, so Uncle Zhuang must be reluctant. I want to go back and talk to Uncle Zhuang. I'm afraid I don't have the time."

He looked at Xiao Lingfeng, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "Please forgive me, my lord."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xiao Lingfeng to stop him, he quickly went to the military division's tent to find Zhuang Yizhi without looking back, and made it clear that he didn't want to talk to him.

Xiao Lingfeng, who was left hanging there, touched his nose.

So, did you seem to get carried away just now?

Zhuang Qingyue ignored him, Xiao Lingfeng thought about it for a while, and felt that since Zhuang Qingyue was still angry, if he chased after him so hastily, that person might be even more angry.

So Xiao Lingfeng turned around and decided to go to the camp to inspect and care about the quality of life of the soldiers of the Jingbei Army.

In the account of the military division.

The curtain is half rolled.

In the tent, Ah Lian was sitting under the lamp with a basket, mending clothes. Behind the desk, Zhuang Yizhi was holding a ruler that came from nowhere, and was urging Xiyue to write large characters. Slightly.

Zhuang Qingyue paused.

The dim candlelight was beating, reflecting the figures of several people on the tent cloth. At a glance, the atmosphere was calm and warm.

Xi Le was the first to hear his movements.

The hand holding the brush paused, Xi Le raised her head in surprise, and her voice was filled with joy for a moment: "Master! Are you here?"

This sound startled the other two people in the room.

Zhuang Yizhi looked behind him, with a surprised expression: "Why did you come here, but what's the matter?"

Zhuang Qingyue was speechless for a moment.

Can't you come here if there is no major event?Zhuang Qingyue was furious, this is the account of the military adviser, he is the military adviser!

He immediately made a decision in his heart: he, Zhuang Qingyue, will stay here tonight and will not leave!

Even though he thought so, the expression on his face was impeccable, and he did not reveal the thoughts in his heart.

"Senior Brother just left, I was afraid that Uncle Zhuang would be upset, so I came here to talk to you." He said in a gentle voice, "It's nothing serious, it's just commonplace."

A trace of doubt flashed across his mind, he really wasn't very experienced in talking about family matters with the young master.After thinking about it, he beckoned Xi Le over.

If Xi Le has nothing to do in the evening, she will come to Zhuang Yizhi to read and practice calligraphy. As soon as she saw Zhuang Qingyue just now, she couldn't wait to share her recent learning results with him, hoping to get a few words of praise from the young master. Therefore, as soon as Zhuang Yizhi looked up, He happily came over with the words he had just written.

After receiving the handwriting from Xi Le, Zhuang Qingyue read it carefully.

First, he praised the correct writing of Xile, and then asked the school whether he knew the meaning of the written characters. It was a joy to ask and answer.Soon, a long time passed.

Zhuang Yizhi drank his tea and looked outside the tent frequently.

It's time to rest at night, why hasn't the person who was supposed to come here yet?Thinking of this, his eyes shifted from outside the tent to Zhuang Qingyue's face.

Zhuang Qingyue raised her head sensitively: "Uncle Zhuang, what's wrong?"

Ah Lian, who was dozing off with her basket in her arms, woke up suddenly, and Xi Le, who was at the side, immediately stopped repeating her words after hearing the words, and went to look at Zhuang Yizhi, her eyes still a little dazed.

Zhuang Yizhi coughed lightly, and asked tentatively, "Are you feeling sleepy, Young Master?"

"Uh..." Zhuang Qingyue, "No."

After finishing speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he caught Ah Lian who was yawning aside.Zhuang Qingyue's face was embarrassed for a moment, but she quickly asked back as if nothing had happened: "Uncle Zhuang, are you sleepy?"

He said without changing his face: "I was negligent and didn't notice the time. Uncle Zhuang, let's go to rest first, don't worry about me."

Then he looked at Ah Lian: "Ah Lian, you should go back and rest too."

Ah Lian didn't think as much as Zhuang Yizhi, she rubbed her eyes twice, got up and said: "My lord, wait a moment, this servant will fetch water for you and your lord to wash."

Zhuang Qingyue's eyes lit up.

However, as soon as Ah Lian walked to the door, his figure stopped immediately.Zhuang Qingyue looked at Ah Lian's back suspiciously, and saw her kneel down on one knee and salute immediately after being dazed for a moment.

"I have seen the prince." The sleepiness in the voice disappeared instantly.

Hearing the movement, Zhuang Yizhi and Xile also got up immediately to prepare for the ceremony.

Sure enough, a moment later, a tall figure walked in from outside the tent.After saying "Excuse me", Xiao Lingfeng stood in front of Zhuang Qingyue.

Zhuang Qingyue turned her head, pretending not to see anyone coming, but quietly squeezed her fingers a little harder on the pages of the book.

Xiao Lingfeng coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "Military division."

Not wanting Xiao Lingfeng to notice the joy in her heart, Zhuang Qingyue restrained the upturned corners of her mouth, tilted her head and poked her neck as if she didn't hear it.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at the other three people in the tent, and the three people kept silent and lowered their heads knowingly.

He smiled in satisfaction, and then took two steps forward, getting closer to Zhuang Qingyue, so close that if Zhuang Qingyue turned her head at this time, she could slam into his arms.

Looking at Zhuang Qingyue who was obviously very nervous but never turned back, Xiao Lingfeng leaned over to his ear and said softly, "Aren't you going back?"

"If you don't go back, I will hug you."

Zhuang Qingyue immediately turned her head and stared at him.

With so many people watching, does Zhuang Qingyue still lose face?

Xiao Lingfeng looked at him with a smile in his eyes, but the strength in his eyes did not give in.

Under his gaze, Zhuang Qingyue's face turned red.Originally thought that Xiao Lingfeng was an incomprehensible fool, but he didn't expect that this person has made rapid progress and has learned to talk nonsense in public.

He curled his lips and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Lingfeng.

Xiao Lingfeng chuckled, held his hand, and pulled him up from the chair steadily.

That ambiguous smile fell into Zhuang Qingyue's ears, making his face even more enthusiastic, and he couldn't even utter a word of complaint in an instant.

Xiao Lingfeng held his hand without any hesitation, and after greeting Zhuang Yizhi, he turned around and left the tent.

The winter night is silent, and the stars in the sky flicker.

The position of the military division's account is a bit off, and there is hardly anyone else to be seen along the way except for the patrolling soldiers.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.Xiao Lingfeng put that hand in his palm, and led the person back slowly, as if he were taking a walk.

It's not a bad thing for Xiao Qi to choose such a remote place for the military division's tent, he tilted his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingyue's face, thinking wildly in his heart.

Back in the tent, the soldiers called the hot water for washing again.

Xiao Lingfeng stood beside the washstand, soaking the cotton kerchief in his hand and wringing it dry.

"Come and wash your face."

Zhuang Qingyue walked over slowly, and took the handkerchief from his hand.

After he finished wiping his face, Xiao Lingfeng reached out to take the handkerchief and go back into the water, but Zhuang Qingyue dodged it.

Seeing that Zhuang Qingyue was still losing his temper, Xiao Lingfeng folded his arms and asked him with a suppressed smile: "Are you still angry? Are you angry that I talk to tease you, or are you angry that I didn't come to you?"

Zhuang Qingyue squinted at him: "Why am I so angry, even if you marry a hundred wives, I don't care."

After wringing out the handkerchief, he threw it into Xiao Lingfeng's hands, and then said with a half-smile: "Go serve your wife!"

He turned around and was about to walk away, but Xiao Lingfeng grabbed him from behind.

The handkerchief in his hand was thrown back into the washbasin.

Xiao Lingfeng took his hand, lowered his head and punched his fingers seriously, and then touched his palms. When they closed their hands, the two of them already had their fingers tightly intertwined.

Zhuang Qingyue turned around with his strength, and before she could speak, she crashed into a firm and broad embrace.Xiao Lingfeng's breath swept over, completely submerging him.

Xiao Lingfeng lowered his head, rubbed his chin against his neck, and then sighed: "Where did you get a hundred wives?"

He lowered his voice, and whispered in Zhuang Qingyue's ear: "It's just this one, and I have to worry all day that I won't be able to marry without a fox fur cloak."

After a while, the body in Xiao Lingfeng's arms that had been stalemate with him finally softened.

Zhuang Qingyue buried herself on his shoulder, her voice muffled: "Then you..."

He heard Zhuang Qingyue ask him in a low voice: "Then your fox fur cloak, is it ready?"

The author has something to say: Ah Zhou said that there are still three thousand and four on the way (scratching his head with a guilty conscience jpg;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!