Fast Transmigration: Perfect Life

Chen Sufeng carefully wrote the last stroke behind the desk, spreading his hands on the edge of the desk, Feng Li watched beside him, after hard practice, his handwriting has improved, at least it has a good shape and can be read.

Feng Li picked up the sheet he had just written, looked at the words on it for a while, and said, "Now that you know how to write, you should also read books, Four Books and Five Classics, Military Book Zuozhuan, which one do you want?"

Chen Sufeng hurriedly shook his head when he heard the words, and quickly said, "No."

"why?"

"I don't like reading." Chen Sufeng replied.

Classical Chinese texts are difficult to understand, and whenever he thinks of those Confucian classics that are like heavenly books, his head is as big as a bucket.

Chen Sufeng stood up, threw the pen back into the pen holder, turned around and walked out of the tent, Feng Li also went out together.

Chen Sufeng looked left and right, the scattered sentry posts in the military camp were covered with a layer of frost, and the dry straw in the corner of the tent was also covered with a layer of snow.

"Do you like snow?"

Chen Sufeng shook his head reflexively: "No, I don't really like it, but it's relatively rare."

Chen Sufeng strolled around the barracks, Feng Li looked at it for a while, but couldn't help but said: "You should read more and learn more, it will help you."

Chen Sufeng shook his head, and then said to Feng Li excitedly: "If you really want to be nice to me, why don't you give me some more books."

"Oh?" Feng Li was curious, "What are you doing here?"

"As a pillow." Chen Sufeng said: "Scholars like you use it to chew on books, but people like me can only sleep on books."

Feng Li couldn't help laughing.

Ban Chongming was standing at the door of a tent in the distance. Seeing this scene, his face showed surprise: "General Feng actually smiled?"

Half of the winter was over, and the weather turned cold. As soon as I went out, there was a cold wind blowing in. Chen Sufeng seldom went out, so he stayed in the camp all day long.

He was sitting on a chair covered with soft and thick plush, reading a book leisurely. The charcoal basin inside was lit with a charcoal fire, and the heat emitted made the surroundings as warm as spring.

Suddenly the curtain was pushed open and a person walked in.

Chen Sufeng looked up and was surprised to see that it was Ban Chongming.

He and this squad deputy general don't live together, and they rarely see each other, and they don't offend each other. Why did he come to me today?

Chen Sufeng looked surprised, and still sat without getting up. He and Ban Chongming are both lieutenants, with equal status, so there is no need to salute.

When Ban Chongming walked in, he looked around inside first, and soon noticed the charcoal fire burning in the charcoal basin.

What Chen Sufeng used was not an ordinary charcoal fire. When an ordinary charcoal fire burns, thick smoke will rise out, which is very choking. Most ordinary people use this.And there is a kind of wood, which is not only rare and rare, but also burnt to make carbon, which emits heat but has no smoky effect at all.

When Ban Chongming saw it, he said, "You have exceeded the limit, you charcoal fire."

The distribution of daily necessities in the army is based on the rank of the general, and what he owns has completely exceeded what a lieutenant general should be entitled to.

Chen Sufeng didn't expect him to say this, and couldn't help being startled.

Ban Chongming glanced at the carbon fire, and wanted to ask more questions, but Feng Li suddenly opened the tent door and walked in, "I gave it to him."

Ban Chongming hurriedly lowered his head and cupped his fists: "General."

Feng Li strode in, came to Chen Sufeng, and asked, "How is it? How is this batch of carbon used? If you like it, I'll send it to you again."

Feng Li looked at him with extremely gentle eyes. Chen Sufeng had never seen him like this before, so he nodded blankly.

Feng Li continued: "Winter is here, and it will continue to get colder, so I'll give you some warm clothes." After he finished all this, he turned to look at Ban Chongming: "You misunderstood, I gave him those things. "

Ban Chongming's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.He raised his legs and stood silently on the side.

Feng Li came up, took a chair and sat down beside Chen Sufeng, and chatted casually with him.

While Chen Sufeng was talking, he occasionally looked at Feng Li in surprise. Feng Li was surprisingly patient and considerate of him. Even if he offended him, he didn't care.

Seeing this, Chen Sufeng couldn't help but said to the system: "System, what happened to Feng Li's change?"

The system said: "No matter what the reason is, it is generally a good thing, so that you can complete the task faster."

Chen Sufeng thought about it, so he continued to chat with Feng Li.

Ban Chongming is like a statue standing on one side, actually watching quietly, Feng Li is a person with a stern look in his impression, but now chatting with Ding Bin, the lines of his face are much softer, and his eyes cast a gentle look from time to time .

Ban Chongming lowered his eyes, noticing these changes in Feng Li's calmness, raised his eyes, and casually glanced at the corner.

Ding Bin used a bunch of charcoal fires!

He widened his eyes in shock, and saw a carbon fire piled up in a corner of the tent that no one paid attention to. It was the kind of carbon fire used by Chen Sufeng, piled up into a mountain and placed in a corner that no one paid attention to.

There are so many of this rare carbon fire!Most likely, Feng Li gave Ding Bin all the charcoal accumulated over the years!

Ban Chongming was shocked, and it took him a long time to recover, and then he looked at Feng Li above in disbelief.

Feng Li treated Ding Bin generously, and he was especially fond of it. Not only did he see it, but the people around him also quickly found out. However, Cui Daxian and others have long been familiar with the strangeness and turned a blind eye. People like Ban Chongming couldn't help it.

As soon as he came out of Fengli's tent, a lieutenant general couldn't help but said: "Carbon fire to keep out the cold, fluffy clothes, even the fur of the bear that was brought in, what's there to send there? I have never been so kind to General Ban."

The other also said: "That's right, General Ban has been with the general for many years, through life and death, how many times he has repelled the attacks of the Yi people, in exchange for today, and how long has that fledgling kid been here, and he can also have the same status as General Ban. "

"Isn't it just saving the general's life? What's so great about it." The man curled his lips.

The other disdains: "General Ban is the general's right-hand man, a capable subordinate. He has shed so much blood and sweat in the front line of fighting in the Yi people. If there is no general, how can today's peaceful life be, and how can the border be so stable? .”

They spoke indignantly, but Ban Chongming, who stood between them, remained silent.

The cold winter passed in a blink of an eye, and spring was approaching. The ice and snow on the branches had just melted, and the water was dripping down. Chen Sufeng was willing to go out and lead a team to inspect the entire barracks.

As Feng Li's two lieutenants, for some reason, they rarely communicate with each other. Ban Chongming doesn't come to look for him, and Chen Sufeng won't take the initiative to seek friendship with others when he has nothing to do. Chen Sufeng leads the training, and he is often seen outside. When Ban Chongming saw people not talking to each other, his eyes occasionally fell directly on Chen Sufeng.

At this time, the generals were clamoring for a horse race at the racecourse, and they had been huddled in the tent for the whole winter, feeling that they were deserted, so when the weather turned fine, they couldn't wait to bring the horses to exercise.

The two horses rode Juechen one by one, and the others were excited to race one by one. When Cui Daxian finished the competition, Wu Chongyang couldn't wait to turn over and keep pace with Gu Qingcheng.

The sound of their laughter and laughter sounded in the air above the racecourse. Ding Bin watched from outside the fence with a smile in his eyes.

At this time, Ban Chongming came up and said casually: "Deputy General Ding, watching their horse races makes your heart itch, why don't we have a competition."

Chen Sufeng was taken aback, a horse race?

"What? Could it be that Lieutenant Ding is afraid?" Seeing his hesitation, Ban Chongming stared at him with eagle-like sharp eyes.

Chen Sufeng: "I'm afraid it's not, but I don't use this horse."

Ban Chongming immediately said: "Where is your horse, I'll have someone bring it for you."

Chen Sufeng said: "It's a slender, beautiful horse with flowing hair."

Ban Chongming blurted out: "What? The general gave you the wind-chasing horse?"

Chen Sufeng nodded as a matter of course: "Yes."

Ban Chongming's face was ugly, and he quietly clenched his fists hanging by his side.

Chasing the wind horse, no one understands its importance better than him. When Feng Li was just an ordinary general, he was ambushed by the enemy and almost died here. After dragging it back, only this time, Feng Li regarded it as a treasure, equal to life, and never brought it to the battlefield again.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly left without saying a word.

Chen Sufeng looked blankly at the figure of Ban Chongming leaving in a hurry, feeling inexplicable in his heart.

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