The general is in charge of the routine again

Due to sleeping late at night, Wen Mu slept until noon before waking up faintly.

Eyes were terribly sleepy, and my head was muddled for a while.

The people around him were gone, there was food on the stove, it was warm in the tent, and I didn't feel cold even in obscene clothes.

Wen Mu rubbed his sleepy eyes, picked up the kettle that was hot on the stove, poured some into the washbasin, washed his face casually, and became a little awake.

After putting on his clothes and scarf, he went out, stood in front of the tent for a while, and looked around, but did not find Yang Jianxin.

He was a little preoccupied, he should either be training soldiers or patrolling the city.

He walked around the camp, and after making sure that Yang Jianxin was not there, he walked slowly into the tent.

The temperature has warmed up a bit these days, not as cold as before, but it is still very cold.

Not long after going out, Wen Mu retreated into the tent coldly, and sat by the stove to keep warm.

Yang Jianxin reckoned that Wen Mu should have gotten up, packed up his equipment and got on his horse.

Said to Lan Qi and the eldest grandson and second grandson: "You guys continue to observe, I will go back to the camp first."

Every year from the first day of the new year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, they would organize several teams to patrol the border, for fear that the twelve cities and the two countries would be restless at this time.

When he got up this morning, Wen Mu was still sleeping, he didn't have the heart to wake him up, and told him that he was going to inspect, thinking that he would go back when the time was about to come, and hand over the few inspections left to Lan Qi.

Lan Qi clicked his tongue twice, enviously said: "I also want to go back to accompany my wife~"

Yang Jianxin laughed at him and said, "Let's talk about it when you have it."

Without waiting for his answer, he galloped out on his horse.

After returning to the camp, Cheng Liqiao was teaching A Duoqi how to practice guns. He was clumsy, and he felt that the Cangyi people were teaching the little prince a lot of effort.

Turning around and entering the tent, she saw Wen Mu hiding something in the cabinet in a panic.

"What are you hiding?" Yang Jianxin took off his cotton robe, hung it on the hanger, and walked in front of Wen Mu.

Wen Mu shook his head hastily: "It's nothing, what did you do?"

Yang Jianxin glanced at the closet, there were only a few clothes on it, probably he was packing his clothes, and he came in suddenly, which surprised him.

Even if he really hid something, he would not pursue it. According to his understanding of Wen Mu, it is most likely that he hid something that he was too shy to get.

Such as diapers.

"In the past few days, we have to inspect the border every day and rotate the guards. I am on the fourth day of the fourth day. Don't wait for me on the fourth day. I won't come back."

"Okay." Wen Mu was a little unhappy, but didn't say anything.

On the fourth day of junior high school, as Yang Jianxin said, he had breakfast early in the morning and went to inspect.

Wen Mu's breakfast was hot on the stove.

Wen Mu sighed and ate, feeling a little uncomfortable.

What to do if things don't go your way, go to Cheng Liqiao, why doesn't he go to inspect?

That being said, he still knew it, so he couldn't just clean the floor in the palace.

He simply couldn't see the picture of Cheng Liqiao and A Duoqi loving each other.

Wen Mu took a stool and asked the military adviser, who said that Cheng Liqiao was serving the general's wife in the main tent.

Wen Mu smiled, and went to the main tent leisurely.

The tents were not soundproof, and as soon as they approached the main tent, they could vaguely hear the voice of Hoduo chess inside, which had an ambiguous taste of begging for mercy.

The little soldier standing at the door of the main tent lowered his head shyly, his cheeks flushed.

Wen Mu raised his eyebrows, and lazily called out: "General Cheng, Wen Mu has something important to discuss."

Cheng Liqiao, who was working hard, paused, clicked his tongue irritably, and gently wiped away A Duoqi's tears with his rough thumb.

A Duoqi's complexion was crimson, and he was panting heavily, his legs were hanging on Cheng Liqiao's waist with their legs half hidden.

Cheng Liqiao didn't intend to talk to Wen Mu, he lowered his head and kissed the person under him, and then began to move slowly.

A Duoqi froze, all the sounds he was about to make were blocked back.

I could only punch my fist in anger.

Wen Mu was glad that he took a stool and sat leisurely at the door of the main tent.

Speaking of which, he also felt that what he did was a little unkind. How can anyone sit at the door of a person with a stool in broad daylight and listen to the wall?

Now he is such an unkind person.

"General Cheng~" Wen Mu took out dry food from his arms and ate, "I have something important to discuss~"

Xiao Bing only felt that this scene was extremely embarrassing.

Cheng Liqiao let go of A Duoqi, A Duoqi was weeping, his lips were swollen from his sucking, with a hint of temptation.

A Duoqi pushed him, trying not to let himself shout out, he whispered: "Xiao Weng looked at you early."

Cheng Liqiao, who was in high spirits, held his hand: "Don't worry about him, if he wants to listen, let him listen. When he comes, I will lead you to listen to him."

The two entered into a state of ecstasy again.

Wen Mu was a little tired from shouting, so he folded the oiled paper and put it in his arms, stood up, stretched, and walked around in a circle.

Just when they came down, they ran into Cheng Liqiao who was coming out of the main tent with a dark face.

Wen Mu smiled: "Hey, is General Cheng finished?"

Cheng Liqiao was so angry that he just wanted to mention him and throw him back to the capital.

"Say something quickly!"

Wen Mu: "General Cheng, don't be so angry. Wen Mu really has something to do. Should he go to the main tent or mine?"

Hearing that Wen Mu really had something important to say, the murderous anger subsided slightly, but his expression was still not very good: "Go to your tent."

Wen Mu made himself a cup of tea and ignored Cheng Liqiao.

The fire that Cheng Liqiao had just subsided suddenly came up again, and just about to scold him, Wen Mu said, "I'm going back to the capital in a few days."

Cheng Liqiao was overjoyed, but still put on a face: "Hurry up and get out, we can't let you, a big Buddha, stay here."

Wen Mu raised his eyebrows, pretending to be sad: "Hey~ I don't know if the Holy Majesty will approve the suggestion to Cang Yi to get married, but I think it will be difficult in this battle. When I go back this time, I will tell the Holy Majesty, Cang Yi's marriage proposal , no ~ can—”

Before Wen Mu finished speaking, Cheng Liqiao immediately poured him a cup of tea with a smile and said, "Boss Wen, drink tea, if you have anything to do, just ask the general, and the general will do his best to finish it."

He didn't intend to make things difficult for Cheng Liqiao, he really had something to discuss with Cheng Liqiao.

Wen Mu took a sip of tea and said, "After I return to the capital, there will be turmoil in the capital, which may affect the frontiers. You just need to remember that no matter who comes to the capital or what purpose is passed on, you have to wait for the secret letter from me and His Highness the Ninth Prince." .”

He said, "And Yang Yang, please protect me more."

Cheng Liqiao frowned: "You don't need to tell Jianxin, I will protect him well."

After a pause, he asked, "Did something happen in the capital?"

Wen Mu smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, it's because I want to make something happen when I return to Beijing this time."

He thought for a while, "If it's rumored that I died in the capital, please tell the general to hide a thing or two, and then—"

After a pause, he took a deep breath and said, "Then let him find a good one."

Cheng Liqiao looked at him, and the two fell into silence.

In the next few days, when Cheng Liqiao saw Wen Mu, he looked at him with dark eyes.

It made Yang Jianxin extremely think that Cheng Liqiao had done something to offend Wenmu.

That night, Yang Jian hesitated to speak and looked at Wen Mu who was sewing clothes.

Wen Mu was annoyed by him, put down his clothes and said, "Just say what you have to say."

"Is there something you are hiding from me?" Yang Jianxin asked.

"No." Wen Mu looked at him innocently, "Why do you ask that?"

Yang Jianxin: "Did the general bully you while I was away?"

"not at all."

"Then why do I feel like the general feels sorry for you every time he sees you."

"Pfft..." Wen Mu couldn't help laughing, "A few days ago he was making out with A Duoqi, and I bumped into him, probably because he was afraid that I would speak out."

"Oh" Yang Jianxin accepted this statement, grabbed the clothes from Wen Mu's hand and threw them on the closet, and said vaguely: "Then let's come and make out."

In the past few days, the weather has started to drop sharply again, and it is terribly cold, and the entire camp has entered a thermal defense.

A lot of soldiers were frozen to death every year. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, Cheng Liqiao asked the soldiers to take turns to go into the forest to chop dead wood and find firewood these few days.

From two hours of standing guard every day to one hour of standing guard.

However, just in this fatal weather brought a dying person.

"Military doctor! Military doctor! Come quickly!" Lan Qi started yelling before entering the camp.

What the people in the camp were most afraid of hearing was this kind of shouting, which proved that some of them were injured, and they were seriously injured.

So after hearing this call, everyone in the camp came out one after another and ran over in a hurry.

Not to mention the military doctor, who was picked up by Yang Jianxin and sent to the gate of the camp.

When Lan Qi saw the military doctor, he hurriedly pulled him over and said, "Military doctor, let's see how Brother Gao is doing!"

Dasun carried Gao Sali covered in blood on his back and carried it into the medical tent while being checked by the military doctor.

Hearing Lan Qi's words, Yang Jianxin subconsciously looked at the person on his back. This person was very thin, even thinner than Wen Mu. He was dying, as if he was carrying a dead person.

At that moment, Yang Jianxin felt the blood flow backwards, a little unreal.

Never thought that Zhan Jingpeng and Gao Xin would die.

But the person on the back really looks like Gao Xin.

She was skinny, disheveled, dirty, and bleeding.

For a moment, Yang Jianxin couldn't react.

Wen Mu knew that Yang Jianxin and Gao Xin had a good relationship, and when he saw Yang Jianxin who was stunned and unable to react, his heart ached.

He stepped forward to hold Yang Jianxin's hand, and said, "Go and have a look first? Let's see what the military doctor has to say."

Only then did Yang Jianxin come back to his senses, looking at the medical tent, he couldn't move.

Lan Qi, the eldest grandson and the second grandson were called to the main account by Cheng Liqiao.

Yang Jianxin stood blankly outside the medical tent, and it took him a while to respond to the shocking news.

He murmured, "Is that man Gao Xin? What about Brother Zhan? Gao Xin suffered such a serious injury, so Brother Zhan must have been injured too."

Because it is impossible for Zhan Ge to let Gao Xin get hurt.

As he said that, he was going to lead the horse to find Zhan Jingpeng, but was pulled back by Wen Mu: "Calm down! Zhan Jingpeng is in the capital! Have you forgotten that he is now named the General of Hussars? He Now I am with His Highness Ninth Prince."