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Bao Huan: This is a fake!I give negative points!

"The battalion commander really returned home to deal with things these days?"

Hearing Chu Guangliang's question, Xing Cheng was stunned for a moment, put down his teacup and said slowly: "It is true that he has returned home. His home is on the coast of the East China Sea, and it will take some time to go back and forth."

"But it's been a month," Chu Guangliang looked at him coldly, "I've worked with the battalion commander for many years, and he never mentioned his family, nor asked for leave to return home. How could he leave Qiying alone? Just a month?"

"I've heard him say before that he doesn't have a close relationship with his family, so he doesn't want to see each other. Maybe it's a big deal and he has to delay for some time." Although Xing Sheng said this, he had other thoughts in his heart. Finally, he comforted him with words: "Well, how about I let the people in the Marquis of Lingjun's mansion go and find out for a while, so as to avoid any accidents for him?"

Only then did Chu Guangliang nod doubtfully, and sighed, "That's the only way to go."

"Is there anything going on in the Seventh Battalion recently?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that it's time to pay the military salary. I was just about to ask you how to calculate these."

"It's easy to say," Xing Cheng seemed to heave a sigh of relief, "I'll do the calculation for you directly, and then I'll teach you slowly."

After the training was over, and when night fell, Xing Sheng returned home along the road with Bao Huan.

Bao Huan looked around for a week and found that Xu Yehong was missing, so he couldn't help wondering: "Xu Yehong was called away by the battalion commander again?"

Xing Sheng didn't care, and casually agreed: "Maybe, isn't the military salary going to be paid recently?"

"Him?" Bao Huan said with a strange expression, "He is the only one who wants to help the battalion commander pay the army? He knows how to say good things, and he looks poor in front of us. What can he do?"

Xing Cheng couldn't help but reply, "You shouldn't judge a person by his appearance, or he's so talented that the battalion commander can teach him once he's taught?"

Bao Huan gave a disdainful "cut" and didn't say anything more. When he was about to find another topic, his eyes fell on the long sword in Xingcheng's right hand, and he couldn't help asking: "I heard, are you With a sword in your left hand?"

"Not only do I use my sword with my left hand, but I also write with my left hand, and I hold chopsticks with my left hand—I was originally left-handed."

"It's really rare. I grow up so big, and I haven't seen anyone wielding a sword with their left hand. Then is your long sword specially made?"

Xing Cheng casually pushed his long sword in front of him, and said with a smile, "See for yourself, it's actually no different from an ordinary long sword."

Bao Huan took the long sword, pulled out the scabbard, observed it carefully, and couldn't help sighing: "This sword is so well made, it should be able to be used for a long time! My knife is about to curl at every turn. It's really disturbing." , I heard that Yecheng is famous for making weapons all over the world, but this journey is really far away, we can't leave the barracks without authorization, and we can't find anyone to help us."

Xing Sheng said generously: "This long sword was made by Yecheng. My father is going out to do business recently. I pass by Yecheng. I would like to ask my father to bring some weapons back. Do you need them?"

"Is this true?" Bao Huan was overjoyed and said, "Then can you bring me a saber back? I know a few people, and their weapons have been damaged recently. Can you bring some back together? How much money do you need?"

"Of course, you can ask them what weapons they need and what other requirements they need, and open a list for me together. Don't worry about the money, just give it to me after the father returns. It's just that Yecheng's weapons are excellent, but the price is not high. Low, let’s prepare a tael of silver first.”

Bao Huan hurriedly agreed, he couldn't wait to walk a few steps quickly, went back to the residence to inquire clearly, and then pulled up Xing Sheng, when suddenly he heard a person behind him shouting: "What are you talking about!"

Bao Huan's complexion changed, and he couldn't suppress his disgust towards Xing Cheng, Xing Sheng patted him, and then he managed to restrain his expression and remain expressionless.

It was Xu Yehong who came, and he stretched his waist and said with great emotion: "It seems that I will not be able to ask for leave at will in the future. It is a university question to calculate the amount of military pay for a battalion. If the leave is delayed, we will all have to ask for leave." Waiting for the military pay."

Bao Huan turned his head with a cold face, Xing Cheng glanced at the two, and said with a half smile: "Oh, let's talk about buying some Yecheng weapons recently."

"Weapons from Yecheng?" Xu Yehong frowned and looked him up and down, "What's so good about those weapons? They're expensive."

Xing Sheng looked at Bao Huan, who was making a face with Xu Yehong on his back, and said lightly: "Near Smelting City, iron ore is abundant, so there are also many skilled craftsmen gathered there.

"Oh, that's it." Xu Yehong replied indifferently: "How much money?"

"To be on the safe side, prepare a tael of silver."

Xu Yehong shouted: "It's so expensive! It really is the young master of Ling Junhou's mansion. A commoner like me can't afford such a weapon. Weapons are always the best, and I still like ordinary ones. Are there any good books in the book city? I can't find what I like, I really have money and no place to spend it."

Seeing that Bao Huan was about to jump, Xing Sheng quickly stood between Bao Huan and Xu Yehong calmly, shook his head and said, "I haven't noticed it recently, I don't know."

Xu Yehong said "Oh" again, complaining that his waist was sore and his legs were hurting, so he took a step first, and finally waited for the person to walk away, Bao Huan blushed, and then cursed: "Is this person sick! And he is terminally ill. It wasn’t like this before! Who doesn’t know that Yecheng weapons are the most useful ones, and if you can’t afford weapons, why do you have money and no place to spend them? People like me can spend a tael of silver!”

Xing Sheng quickly comforted him: "Forget it, let him go, don't be as knowledgeable as him, go back quickly, and ask who else needs to buy weapons."

"But I still can't get angry, look at him like that! Could it be that he is so arrogant with the battalion commander as his backer? I really don't understand why the battalion commander relies on such a person."

Xing Cheng turned his eyes to other places, sighed deeply, and was about to lift his foot to move on, when he heard the report from the sergeant, Lan Mo called Xing Cheng to look for him.

"Xu Yehong has calculated the military salary of the whole battalion. When I taught her this, he said it is not difficult, but I am still worried. The commander of the army has been ill these few days, and I have to act as an agent for the whole army. You can help me Shall I check one or two?" Lan Mo said and handed over the ledger to Xing Sheng.

Xing Sheng took it with both hands, wondering: "But the lower officials don't know how to calculate these military salaries."

"I'll teach you right now, and you'll learn as you calculate. If you don't understand something, just ask." Lan Mo picked up the abacus with a pen and paper, and called Xing Sheng to calculate at the small table beside him, and the two turned on the lights , keep busy.

Xing Cheng was ordered by Lan Mo to send Yi Jing the account book of the whole army. After paying respects, he saw that the other party's complexion improved a lot, and he was a little relieved.

"You calculated this handwriting?" Yijing raised his eyebrows and asked him.

"It's indeed a lower official," Xing Cheng confessed, "Battle Commander Lan originally wanted Xu Yehong to calculate, but he was really worried, so he asked a lower official to do the calculation again. I didn't expect that I was far from him in several ways."

"This Lan Mo said, he taught you a few times, and you knew about it, and said that you are talented-but you already knew these things, but Xu Yehong didn't know anything. Tell me, there is something else in it. what story?"

Xingsheng didn't shy away from it, but just said bluntly: "Battle Commander Lan did teach Xu Yehong, but he said it was very easy, so let Commander Lan feel relieved. He has been training with other sergeants in the battalion these days. Xu Yehong has some criticisms, and the lower officials are worried that if things go on like this, Battalion Commander Lan will also be implicated."

"It's right to be implicated." Yijing turned his head bitterly, "I have already warned him, so why is he still reluctant to have Xu Yehong? Those who talk tricky, sooner or later the truth will come to light. I just because he is the battalion commander of the sixth battalion. He did not directly deal with his subordinates."

Xing Sheng earnestly persuaded: "The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. People who don't know people clearly are often seen by others. Don't worry about the army commander. Give Lan Battalion Commander some more time. Besides, the previous battle damage report has already been reported to the Battalion Commander Lan heard of it, but this matter is gradual, just like the army commander's desire to deal with Gan Yi is not a one-day effort."

Yijing had no choice but to nod, and turned to talk about another matter: "Since we don't plan to restore Changming's memory, we need to arrange someone else to take over the position of battalion commander. But he was mentally broken and unable to do the job, that's why Li Changming recommended himself."

The past is vivid in his mind, Yijing thinks of that stupid child at home, as if he is in a dream, the commander of the Seventh Battalion said a farewell to himself.

"When people are vulnerable, you can't blame him. Compared with this incident...are you really giving up on letting Chang Ming restore his memory?"

Yijing looked at him blankly: "Didn't you also say..."

"I was too impulsive at the time," Xing Cheng said distressedly, "I thought about it, and I really can't ignore the fact that he is the commander of the Seventh Battalion. Whenever he goes to the front, he will die for Ning Wu. Whatever I expect, he retreats... However... I know that I can't ignore his responsibilities, but I can't watch him take risks, or let's ask, is there any safe way to restore his memory?"

"This is just a fool's dream," Yijing interrupted coldly, "The head is so important, the blood is lingering, if it is not handled properly, I'm afraid it will really die."

"Everything needs to be tried before you know it," Xing Cheng said unrelentingly, "I have ordered people to go out to search, hoping to find a miracle doctor to save him."

"Gu Xiaowu visited me a few days ago when I was sick, but she came secretly and did not leak the news." Yijing said frankly, "She was also very sad when she saw Chang Ming, but now the court affairs The changes are treacherous, and our Seventh Battalion has not returned for a long time, lest the brothers of the Gan family have moved their minds, but I also said to her, "Even if it is just an ordinary deployment, I can't bear to let her die twice." This matter was successful. That's it, if it doesn't work..."

"For the Seventh Battalion Commander, such a Chang Ming can only be said that the Seventh Battalion Commander is dead, but for Li Changming, this is a gamble..." Xing Cheng's voice gradually became weaker, and he himself felt dizzy for a while , It was difficult to support, and finally the footsteps were vain, leaning on the pillar on the side.

This matter is still unresolved in the end, and Yijing has persuaded himself to give up, but what Xingcheng said gave him the reason he needs most. It is difficult for the two most intelligent people in the Ningwu Army to choose between them. Well, there's really little hope.Yijing could only return home distraught, convincing himself in his heart that Changming would need a period of recuperation before he could start to disperse the congestion, it was useless to be anxious, maybe there would be a day when the boat would go straight to the bridge.

But when it comes to the dilemma of life and death, can he and Xingcheng really make a decision?

"You're back!" A joyful voice came to his ears, like a clear spring in a valley, a waterfall in a long river, and the depression in Yijing's heart was completely washed away, making him softly frown.

Chang Ming had already trotted from the door to him, greeted him with joy on his face, his footsteps made a sound in the snow, it was quiet and pleasant, his smile was innocent and innocent, his eyes were bright and clear, and Yijing couldn't help but think of that man again. The commander of the Seventh Battalion looked down at his bare feet stepping on the snow, suddenly turned pale with fright, and picked him up.

"Why did you run out without your shoes on!"

Maybe it was because his voice was too harsh, Chang Ming was taken aback, he nestled in his arms obediently, and said cautiously: "I just know you're back, I'm so happy, so I forget about it."

Yijing hugged him distressedly, and told him softly: "It's been freezing cold recently, don't run out casually, I will visit you when I get home."

"Will you come and see me right away?"

"of course."

Chang Ming didn't reply, just smiled at him foolishly.

"Are you ever bored at home?"

"No, I'm very warm here, and I went to your room to get some books... Can I really not sleep in your room? I still prefer it there, I promise not to make trouble!"

Yijing coughed unnaturally, and changed the subject, lest he go on talking, thinking about what he had just said with Sheng, he forgot about it.

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Xing Sheng's life in the officialdom seems to be just looking at idiots and pretending to be aggressive →_→