Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

After seeing enough of the excitement, Nianniang prepared to leave the training ground with her daughter. Huo Lang followed closely behind the chubby girl.

In the man's palm-leaf fan-sized hand, a tael of silver glitters in the sun.

Infantrymen valued strong strength and endurance. It was obvious that Meng Er, who had just won, was no match for his opponent in these two aspects.

In Huo Lang's mind, Meng Er's victory was a fluke and luck.

And the reason why he won the bet was entirely because the young lady was a lucky girl!

When they reached the mountain road, the soldier who was escorting them looked at the young lady.

A young recruit in the crowd shouted, "Miss, come and play more often... Ouch!"

He rubbed the back of his head that was hurt from the beating and smiled at the glaring sergeant.

There's nothing I can do. The young lady looks like a fairy and has a good temper, which is rare.

(Author: Gang established military law, five people were divided into groups, and the group leader wrote the names of the four people in the group on a card. - From "History of the Song Dynasty·Biography of Li Gang")

It was noon when the carriage arrived at the engineering camp. Jiang An was carried off the carriage, holding a special milk bottle in both hands.

This milk bottle is made of white glazed porcelain and is covered with rabbit fur. This can slow down the cooling of the goat milk and keep Jiang An warm while holding it.

With his feet on the ground, Tuanzi thought he had burped secretly, and looked around the camp with his round eyes.

The camp was very large, and tools of this kind were piled up everywhere as far as the naked eye could see. Each one had an ingenious mortise and tenon structure. Some black-armored soldiers were counting and recording them.

Huo Lang waved his hand to let the soldiers who were about to move forward leave, and directed the young lady to walk into the camp.

"Miss, this is the engineering battalion,"

The engineers in the main camp are responsible for mining and reconnaissance in the mountains, building and maintaining roads, clearing obstacles, and spring plowing and autumn harvest.

So although the engineers are rough men, they are skillful. They can make crossbows and children's toys. A piece of wood can be made into many different things in their hands.

Huo Lang: "The Meng Bu Ren the commander mentioned is the lieutenant commander of the first battalion of engineers."

Jiang An tilted his head in confusion, "Isn't the lieutenant general in the martial arts training ground today?"

When mentioning this, Huo Lang thought of something, and the bear-like man was also quite troubled, "Old Meng likes to tinker with some weird things. He immerses himself in them and ignores everything else. The affairs of the first battalion have always been managed by the deputy lieutenant general..."

From the tone of voice, one can tell that Huo Lang and Meng Buren are very familiar with each other.

When walking towards Meng Bu-ren's tent, the simple-minded General Huo had already spilled all the beans he knew.

If Meng Buyen didn't like to do those weird things, he should be the commander in charge of the engineering camp.

In the past few years, as a lieutenant general of a battalion, he also took care of some trivial matters in his spare time.

Ever since he started thinking about food seeds, Meng Bushen has been like a girl in her boudoir, never leaving the house, staying in the tent all day. They are even worried that she might starve to death in there...

After hearing this, Jiang An became even more curious about Meng Bu Ren.

For someone who likes to study, just give him a special place to do what he wants. Why must you let a person who doesn't care about anything be the deputy general? Why did you even want him to be the main general in the first place?

"Lao Meng!"

“I brought a little…”

Huo Lang shouted loudly, opened the tent curtain and went inside.

Jiang An, who had just popped his head out from behind the curtain, caught a glimpse of the sound passing through the air.

She stopped moving forward and looked up.

The muscles behind him were tense, ready to attack.

In the tent, a half-polished piece of wood went straight to Holland's face.

The wood was about as thick as Huo Lang's arm, and was completely hollowed out in the middle. If it hit his head, it would just make a big bump.

"Meng Bu Ren, I'm not here to fight with you!"

Huo Lang reacted quickly and squatted down to show his attitude.

Nianniang was dressed in a plain white suit. She stretched out her bare hands and grabbed the wood in mid-air and held it in her hand.

"If you're not fighting, what are you doing here?"

"Also, my name is Meng Bu Ren, don't give me random nicknames!"

Deep inside the tent, the man sitting with his back to Jiang An was not wearing armor, but was casually dressed in a black uniform. His hair looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time. His skinny body was bent like a shrimp, and he seemed to be staring at something...

Huo Lang was busy checking whether Tuanzi was frightened, so he didn't bother to reply.

Meng couldn't bear to stay away from Huo Lang, so he opened the curtain and let in the cold wind that swept into the tent.

"Close the curtains!"

He turned his head, and Jiang An finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

Really sloppy...

Meng Bu Ren spent several nights working on these young plants like a hawk. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair and beard had not been taken care of for a few days. He looked like a lunatic who was about to go crazy...

Turning back, he met Jiang An's clear round eyes. The frost emanating from his body was stuck, and his expression was stiff. It was very interesting.

Where did this beautiful little girl doll come from?

Huo Lang hasn't been seen for a few days, and he has such a big child?

It’s just that the shadow between the doll’s eyebrows and eyes is inexplicably familiar…

The latter cleared his throat, very satisfied with Meng Buren's dumbfounded expression.

"The young lady from the Commander's Mansion, Jiang An, was just found a few days ago,"

"You are very skillful, the coach asked you to make something fun for the lady..."

"A wooden horse, a jigsaw puzzle or a wooden doll will do!"

Jiang An stood there obediently, smiling, with a small dimple on the side of her mouth, looking very lovable.

Her eyes lit up. She had never played before, she had never played before, she wanted to...

Meng couldn't bear to move.

After sitting for a long time, if you suddenly move, your bones will crackle.

His hands, covered with wounds of varying sizes, tugged at his casually scattered clothes, and his gloomy eyes beneath his long hair seemed to have a gleam of water in them.

Meng Bu Ren knelt on one knee and lowered his head, not daring to let the little kid see the look in his eyes. "I, Meng Bu Ren, greet the young lady. May the young lady be well..."

Jiang An was stunned. It was the first time that Tuanzi showed such a great courtesy to him.

Tuanzi took a step back, his fat hands were embarrassed, "Ah, mud howl!"

The pronunciation was a bit unclear to begin with, and now it's all drifting off into the sky.

"You...you hurry up..."

Jiang An: The child is scared!

Huo Lang touched his nose and quickly picked the person up. "Alright, alright, the lady is still young, don't scare her again."

The thin Meng Buren stood up straight, obviously not appreciating Huo Lang's kindness.

He glared at Huo Lang fiercely and said in a grim tone, "Why didn't you tell me that the young lady was found?"

Not only did you not tell me when you found it, but you also didn't tell me when you came to the military camp today.

At least let me clean it up!

Huo Lang stiffened his neck, and the two of them found cushions and a table from the corner, and used their feet to clear a space in the messy tent.

"You said the seedlings had just grown, and the fox said he wouldn't tell you first, so you wouldn't run away."

"If something happens to the seedlings, all your hard work will be in vain,"

"Besides, the young lady was poisoned when she just came back, and I went to take a look secretly..."

I was caught by the prince, what bad luck!

Meng Bu Ren's hands were throbbing with veins, and the wooden basin he was holding was cracked. His entire body seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to tear someone apart in the next second.

"Poisoned?"