Jia Yun's counterattack is right

Jia Yun always thought that she was just taking advantage of her whole life, and most of her praises were just laughed off, leaving some veterans with a good reputation for modesty.

The military has always worshiped the strong, but fists are the last word.Jia Yun is well aware of this, she exercises her body continuously every day, and teaches the soldiers more than ten kinds of military boxing routines she knows.

"Where does your coach eat?" Nuo Wang's personal guard waited for a long time but no one came to deliver the meal, and even searched around but did not see the small kitchen.

"Here, you see there is a cook cooking in front of you, just go get it yourself."

Yonghui held down the guard who was about to get angry, and tapped a person in front left with the fan handle.The personal guard took a closer look, hey, isn't it Jia Yun, the coach of the army? If you look closer, you can see that he is eating at a low table with six or seven shirtless men.

Yong Hui walked over and saw that Jia Yun was eating a big bowl of delicious food.Looking again, there were only six small pots of three meat and three vegetarian dishes on the table, and each soldier also had two large meat buns and two eggs on hand.

"There's no small kitchen here?" Yonghui frowned and asked, he was really not used to watching a bunch of big bosses gobble up food.He can be regarded as growing up in a warm and fragrant nephrite. Although he is also a leader outside, there are always a bunch of people serving him, and the meals are all cooked by a special imperial chef.

Seeing Yonghui approaching, Jia Yun raised her chin to indicate a bowl of rice and a pair of well-placed chopsticks beside her.The buns and eggs are also set aside.

"...Or you can go back and find your fourth brother to eat together." Jia Yun blinked slyly, picked up the bowl and swallowed the last two mouthfuls of rice.

When he was in the world, he also liked to eat and train with the students, and he got used to it naturally. If you shut him up in the hut and steal some delicious food by yourself, you always feel sorry.They are also human beings, and when they are on the battlefield, they are also tough men, so why can't they just let go of their food.

Yong Hui was choked speechless by him, could she really run back to the palace to ask her brother for something to eat?Isn't this a laughing stock?Gritting his teeth, he sat down and pulled the guard behind him over to let him eat together.

"King Nuo doesn't know something." Jia Yun got up and wiped her mouth, stretched out her hands to peel the boiled eggs, and said, "I have a total of more than [-] troops in the current dynasty. Get rid of the soldiers in your hands. Do you know the soldiers in other camps?" What do people eat?"

"I have been in the camp for five years, and I don't know what the taste of eggs is." Jia Yun looked around at everyone who was eating and said, "This is not an exception, it is the real situation of 30 soldiers. Some of them must be at the border, just like Yang Wu Those people in the town farm their own land to earn rations. But some are starving right under our noses, unable to get enough to eat!"

Yonghui was startled when she heard that, and looked down at the meat bun that she just took a bite of in her hand, heh, good guy, you just ate a mouthful of meat bun and made me a grand banquet?This is too foolish.

Seeing that Yonghui bowed his head and said nothing, Jia Yun was not in a hurry, but just smiled and said, "I heard that Shen Guolun, the prefect of Liuzhou, is well-governed, diligent and thrifty. He always wears a patched official uniform when he sees the emperor. I don't know about King Nuo. How are the people in Fandi?"

"Hearing what you said sounds like I know Shen Guolun, but it's really the first time I've heard of it." Yonghui recalled carefully, and simply put down the bun in his hand, and said: "You still have something to say."

"Why don't King Nuo go back and ask the accompanying officials if they are willing to wear old official uniforms and show off their pity, so that the Holy One will be pleased."

"Why don't you do this?"

"Officer Chen's reference to my book almost buried the Imperial Study Room. The words are so profound and the emotion is so impressive. King Nuo should go and feel it."

"What kind of person is that?" Even the majestic King Ming was in distress.

"You'll know if you stay longer." Jia Yun had done a very deep study of Chen Chuma's bottom line, and she guessed in her heart that Wang Yonghui wouldn't be able to survive the Chinese New Year, so she would definitely taste a major feature of this imperial court in central Beijing. The historical legacy passed down from the old emperor is the power of the admonisher.To think badly, we are all a family, so don't let Yongjin take care of this "benefit" alone.

Seeing that Jia Yun didn't want to bring it up, Yong Hui put the matter aside for now, and followed Jia Yun to the school grounds after filling her stomach.

It was time for a break, and the soldiers who had enough to eat and were energetic would go to the school grounds and practice in twos and threes as soon as they had rested.

After watching a few games, Yonghui found that the fists of the soldiers here were all powerful, and many of them who hadn't played were practicing boxing on the side piles.

"Commander, come and practice!" A strong man walked up to Jia Yun for a fight.

"Old Wu is here to look for cuts again! Don't accept it!" Hearing that Old Wu challenged the commander in chief, people gradually surrounded him.

"Marshal, kill this kid!"

"The commander-in-chief subdued him!"

Old Wu took off the sleeves of his military robe and tied them around his waist, revealing his dark muscles.The upper arm muscles are tense, the hands are clenched into fists, and the legs are stepped back and forth in a diagonal horse stance.

After all, Jia Yun was still a gentleman, she just rolled up the sleeves of her outer robe, revealing her delicate forearms.

Yong Hui knew that Jia Yun was good at martial arts, so she watched with interest.As the saying goes, once an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one.Seeing Jia Yun's eight-two strokes, he deftly resolved the opponent's moves one by one, even more rigid and soft, and put Lao Wu on the ground in less than twenty rounds.

Yong Hui has never seen this kind of boxing, it seems weak but in fact it is a thousand gold.Immediately, Jia Yun was called to compete with him.

Jia Yun is not afraid, Yong Hui is known as a martial artist, but it is rare to meet a master who dares to make a move with him, and seeing Jia Yun make a move, he can't help but itch.

The two of you come and go and don't give in to each other, and in the end Jia Yun is a little more dominant.

"I don't know where Marshal Jia's kung fu came from? This kind of gentleness and toughness is really rare."

"Sure enough, he is an expert. This is Tai Chi."

"Tai Chi? Is it Taoist boxing?"

"Yes, everything in the world is yin and yang. Naturally, there is softness in the hard, and there is hardness in the soft." Jia Yun put down her sleeves, took the towel handed by the guards, wiped her face, and asked very proudly: "Look at my big boy." How's camp?"

"It should be promoted. Hey, by the way, give me a copy of your brochure too." Yonghui turned back to the party with a shy face.

"That's a military secret." Jia Yun said with a smile before Yong Hui turned his back on him, "But King Nuo is not an outsider, so naturally he will give it."

Yong Hui really wondered, where did he offend King Ming?Why are they being squeezed in a set of overt and covert ways?

A few days later, it was the day when Yongqing Shangguo received envoys from all directions to pay annual tribute. Jia Yun entered the palace early in the morning and paid tribute with envoys and officials.

Needless to say, rare and rare treasures, the foreigner with red beard and yellow hair also brought a local circus troupe. Yongjin felt happy after seeing it, and enjoyed a lot of things.

Yonghui didn't have anything to show for, but just brought a hundred altars of fine wine and ten singers from the frontier to present according to the standard of previous years.When Eunuch Qiu sang the list, he saw a list of singers' names, and felt his throat was tight, and he almost choked on his own saliva.

He waved his hand to call the waiter Xia Gonggong to step forward and continue shouting. He found a gap and hid behind the emperor to pour the wine with quick hands and feet.

Jia Yun and Yonghui sat on the highest place, one left and one right, and below them were the old prince Zhongshun, the king of Nan'an, the king of Xining, the king of Beijing, the king of Dongping and the princes.Further down are the Marquis of Pingyuan, Marquis of Dingcheng and others, and Sun Guanliang is impressively listed as Marquis of Protecting the Country.

The rest are nothing more than important ministers in high positions, who are divided into two rows according to their official positions, civil and military, and all of them are given seats.

Jia Yun's gift to Yong Jin is a new cannon that Qin Zhishan developed for more than a year, the General No. [-].In addition, a small cannon of the same size was made and demonstrated to everyone outside the hall.

Even if it has been reduced by two or three times, the power of the Great General No. [-] is enough to stun the foreigners, and even bow down to the Yongqing Shangguo.The envoy of Zhen Kingdom finally saw the real thing, secretly remembering its shape and appearance, and only hoped to 'simulate' one when he went back.

Jia Yun could clearly see the expressions on the crowd above. In the middle of the singing and dancing, Yonghui stood up again and toasted Yongjin, and said: "The sixth brother sent ten singers who are good at singing and dancing to the emperor." , with a graceful figure, singing like an oriole, and dancing around the beam for three days. Brother Huang, why don't you recruit them to dance for everyone."

After the words were finished, there were only two people in the hall who did not boo.A Yong Jin with numbness in the back of his head, and a Jia Yun with a smile like a flower.

As usual at this time, they would be called out according to public opinion, and Yong Jin sat upright and spit out the word "calling" through his teeth.

After a glass of wine, the ten young girls in their prime changed into their dance gowns, and they swayed seductively with the music.Beauty is undoubtedly the most exciting stimulant at the banquet. Seeing the emperor finally singing and dancing, the originally reserved people also pecked at the wine and shook their heads and swayed into it.

They danced three songs in a row without stopping the accompaniment, but Yong Jin generously rewarded all ten dancers to the officials who performed very well this year, and even rewarded two to the King of Beijing.They all thanked each other again and again, and expressed their loyalty.

Yonghui's heart aches very badly, but he hired someone to train these ten girls so hard to fill the vacancy in the harem, so that Yongjin can have fun looking for them from time to time.Doing so made him extremely puzzled.Generally, under such circumstances, the emperor would leave two or three scenes for himself.No matter how puzzled he was, he kept the words in his heart, but Eunuch Qiu kept pouring him wine and finally got a little tipsy.

Jia Yun also toasted the emperor with a half-smile and said a lot of auspicious words.Yongjin's heart itched sitting on the dragon chair, wishing he could immediately pull him into his arms and talk to him about his confidant.

The author has something to say: that is Yong Jin's good brother...