The Second Generation Ancestor Is Always Charming People's Hearts [Rebirth]

When the 30 troops outside Jiaoyang City successfully joined forces, it was the evening of that day. Since the entire Dayuan Kingdom was originally small in size, there were only a few cities left, so the troops stationed in various places were only two days old. It's not fast to gather together.

General Zhang Yang of the Wei State stood in the camp on his side, his sad hair was about to fall out, he said to his confidant next to him: "Damn it, I heard that there will be reinforcements, why are there so many! I'll go Damn it, right now there must be 25 Yuan soldiers here!"

The confidant gave General Zhang a blank look. He really didn't know what to say about this matter. If 25 is 25, then [-]?When the time comes to attack Liang Jun, there is no need for them to play,? Just stand aside and watch, how easy it is.

His confidant is a lazy boy who has just been arrested and served as a soldier without any qualifications. He was picked up by Zhang Yang as the power behind his innocence, so he deliberately promoted him to his side in an attempt to cultivate his own power.

However, General Zhang found out after a long time, this kid is completely fucking brainless!

"You roll your eyes! You stupid thing who doesn't understand anything." General Zhang slapped his confidant on the back of the head, and went back to the handsome tent angrily. He couldn't sit down and wait quietly in the tent After a while, he wandered around in the tent, and finally yelled and grabbed his hair, slapped himself again, and said to himself, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here even if I was pretending to be sick!"

"Ah?" The confidant who followed in asked inexplicably, "General, what are you talking about?"

"What do you say, what do you think?!" Zhang Yang was as arrogant as he was to show off his subordinates, a typical bully, "Hurry up and serve dinner, and strong wine! The stronger the better!"

The confidant went out to see if dinner was ready with a blank expression, leaving General Zhang, who had never been very capable but became such a high-ranking official, sitting alone in the tent.

Zhang Yang's heart is full of the military newspaper that he sent out urgently at noon. In fact, there is nothing written in it, but he very euphemistically mentioned that Wei Jun was not treated by General Yuan Jun, saying that Yuan Jun did not respect Wei Jun at all. The meaning is very lawless, he doubts that the Yuan army will distribute the food they brought to them, and hopes that Uncle Guo and His Majesty will help the food and grass as soon as possible or let them return.

After all, before noon, Zhang Yang only thought about eating, but now he suddenly felt a great sense of crisis, feeling that he would die...

But why and when he died is unknown.

Any unknown things are more terrifying than the known ones. Zhang Yang really hopes that he is worrying unfoundedly, but he is also worried that this Yuan country really won't care about their lives.

At first glance, Yan Qianming was not easy to mess with. There was no normal person in the Yuan army, and none of them took Wei Guo seriously. Therefore, although Wei Guo is powerful, no matter how powerful it is, it can't control the affairs here.

What Zhang Yang was afraid of was not that Wei Jun had nothing to eat, but that he had nothing to eat and would starve to death on the battlefield.

He really can't wait to go back now, but without the emperor's order, he will be "dead" when he goes back!

General Zhang unconsciously began to shake his legs, and he could still hear the noise outside in the distance, all coming from the Yuanguo military camp next door.

When his confidant came in again and brought a bowl of noodles with eggs, General Zhang took the noodle bowl and asked, "What's going on over there? It's so noisy!"

His confidant's military uniform didn't fit him very well, his belt was tied very tight, but his sleeves and trouser legs fell to his ankles, and he looked sloppy. He started to eat while holding the noodles, because this general really didn't have the aura of a general. So he started to eat noodles in a completely unruly manner. He stood up and took two mouthfuls, threw the soup on General Zhang's face, and said, "Over there? It's very lively over there. He said he wanted to have a good meal, and set up a bonfire. He also bought [-] sheep from the herdsmen, and prepared to roast the mutton!"

When Zhang Yang dropped his chopsticks, his saliva was flooding. The group of them walked here from Wei State for half a month without a good meal. Now Yuan State has only been out for a few days, and they are going to celebrate. It seems That Yan Qianming is only legendary, and the real person is still a second-generation ancestor, unable to stand on the stage and endure hardships.

"Let's go, since it's a celebration, how can we soldiers from friendly countries not participate?" General Zhang stopped eating noodles, stood up and went out.

The confidant hurriedly put down the half-eaten noodle bowl, stretched out his arms and wiped his mouth, and smiled like a dog: "Can you really go? Oh my god, you don't know, the general, the people below are crying, it's really delicious ? They weren't invited!"

"We came all the way to help them fight the war. Could it be possible that Zhang Yang will drive me back after we go?!" General Zhang said angrily.

The confidant was immediately happy, and ran out to tell each other first, and Wei Junjun was also cheering for a while.

At this time, the sun was setting and the sky was half glowing and half starry night. The cooking soldiers in the Yuan army were killing sheep, bloodletting, and plucking their hairs. Finally, they stuffed countless fruits into the clean belly of the sheep and put them on the bonfire. Start turning.

Some fine wine was transported out of the city. It was said that it was old wine hidden in the homes of local rich merchants and common people. Although it was not much, it was enough for comfort.

When the smell of roasted mutton wafted over the entire camp, the soldiers sat down one after another. There were almost thirty or forty people around a bonfire, but some soldiers still had to stand guard and could not sit down. feast.

Yan Qianxu wore three layers of obscene clothes before getting out of the carriage. The wolf boy who had been running wild all afternoon was waiting outside, staring at Yan Qianxu eagerly, with his bloody handsome face upturned. , with a mouthful of ghastly fangs.

Yan Qianxu frowned, slapped the wolf boy on the top of the head, and said, "Are you running around again? Wipe your mouth, it's so dirty."

The wolf boy tilted his head, only interested in being happy, and picked up the food he had hunted in the wild this afternoon, his eyes were full of anticipation, as if to say: This is a gift from my apology.

Although Second Master Yan was wearing thick clothes, he couldn't see the slightest bit of bloat from the outside.

Still very slender and noble, with a slender waist and long legs.

Second Master Yan himself was not interested in this bonfire dinner. He was struggling with the pain in his chest that had not yet opened his mouth to release something, but on the other hand, it was a good thing for him to divert his attention. Casually down to see the fun.

Who knew that as soon as he came here, he would show him the picture of the wolf boy with a dead rabbit in his mouth, and Second Master Yan remained silent—you can’t ask the wolf boy to help, absolutely not, what would happen if the wolf boy bit off his little bit in excitement? good? !

Erye Yan's hairs stood on end just thinking of such a cruel scene, but Erye Yan still praised the wolf boy a few words, saying: "Well, it's very good, I accept it, don't make me angry in the future, you know Yet?"

Hearing the tone of the wolf boy, he knew that the little she-wolf was not angry anymore. This feeling was good, and immediately rubbed his head against Yan Qianxu's leg, like a coquettish big cat.

This 'big cat' followed Yan Qianxu around in a sticky manner, stopping and going, only looking at his little she-wolf.

However, Yan Qianxu focused on a group of children who looked as short as the fourth prince. The recruits were all wearing inappropriate clothes, and some had patches on them. Yan Qianxu looked at the patches, not knowing what to think. What, I looked down at my clothes, although they are not so gorgeous, but the material is not ordinary...

He hadn't noticed this before, but now he thinks back to his eldest brother, Zhao Qian, and Wang Diwei. These people are actually wearing this military uniform, which is not ordinary, let alone the fourth prince. Simplicity is his normal state. Only he has always been well-clothed and well-fed, so how annoying he is in the eyes of these people...

Second Master Yan didn't like this.

Although he is not wrong, but he does not want to be too special, too special will always be hated, otherwise Yan Qianlu would not hate him and would like to kill him.

Yan Qianxu went back to the carriage and searched for clothes for a long time but couldn't find a coat that fit her. In the end, she simply found a soldier and gave her a silver to buy a khaki coat.

The coat had no patterns, it was simple, with only one tie. After putting it on, Yan Qianxu felt that she could blend in with everyone, so she became playful and avoided Zhao Qian who was looking for her and the fourth prince who was sent by her elder brother to look for her. , led his wolf boy, and squeezed into the youngest soldiers.

Yan Qianxu imitated everyone's sitting posture and sat cross-legged. After greeting the two young boys on the left and right, she said, "My name is Yan Er, and this one next to me is a wolf boy."

When the little soldiers in this circle saw such a handsome boy coming, they were taken aback and did not dare to say hello. When the other party took the initiative to speak, a simple and honest young man named Wang Mazi said in a daze: "Wow, Yan Er, You are so pretty, you... is the wolf boy next to you the military division's wolf boy?"

Apparently, this group of half-children were more interested in the wolf boy with a rabbit in his mouth.

"Yes." Yan Qianxu touched the wolf boy's head, took the rabbit out of the wolf boy's mouth, and said, "You are very obedient, don't be afraid."

"Wow!"

"It's really nice to listen to!"

"I heard that the wolf boy is very powerful. He can fight big worms and kill two thieves instantly!"

"Wow! Does he eat meat or eat?"

"Yan Er, are you a soldier who helps the military adviser raise wolf children?"

The soldiers nearby all looked at Yan Qianxu, some were curious, some sighed, most of them were simple and foolish, perhaps because there would be meat to eat soon, or because they didn't understand the meaning of the battlefield, so they laughed very exaggeratedly Yan Qianxu, who seldom feels happy from the bottom of his heart, squinted his eyes and began to talk nonsense: "Yes, I am serving the military commander's daily life and taking care of the wolf boy. The military teacher asked me to take the wolf boy to eat meat at random. Well, can I sit with you?"

Of course everyone answered 'yes'.

"Let Yan Er choose first later, he must have suffered a lot with the military adviser." Wang Mazi said with emotion, "Look at your skinny, you can't even stand up to a knife."

Yan Qianxu smiled 'sorry'.

"It's definitely not easy to serve the military adviser. I heard that the military adviser is the general's younger brother. He is expensive. He usually eats and uses things he has never seen before, but he seems to have a bad appetite and always throws them away. But I was picked up and eaten by others, but I just didn’t catch up, I heard that there are strange fish in the porridge, it’s very fresh!”

"By the way, Yan Er, what do you think the military adviser eats every day? His food is different from the general's. The general is almost the same as us every day. It's not worth seeing." Everyone was very curious. When I can eat, I swallow my saliva while looking for topics.

Yan Qianxu was looked at expectantly by more than a dozen pairs of bright eyes, thought for a while, and said honestly: "It's just... only porridge, and occasionally roasted wings."

"What grilled wings? Beggar chicken?"

"It's just roasted wings. The meat soldiers in other places think the chicken is too bad, so they only eat wings." Yan Qianxu touched his chin, feeling that everyone was listening to the excitement, and there was no element of jealousy in it, probably because of that. His life is too far away from them, so apart from looking up and envious, there will be no malice at all, "There is also Dongpo meat, he prefers to eat fatter meat."

"Yes, yes, the fat meat is delicious, and you will have strength to work after eating it. Every year during the Chinese New Year, my mother will buy two or three taels of fat meat and stir-fry vegetables at home. The boiled lard is poured on the rice. It smells so good, I can eat four bowls in one sitting!" A skinny man patted his thigh, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, smacked his mouth, and said, "A military commander can put as much lard as he likes when eating rice with lard. Come on! That's great!"

Yan Qianxu laughed out loud. He had never heard of rice served with lard, but he nodded and said, "Probably."

"Hey, you can eat meat now! The mutton is ready!" Suddenly someone spoke, and immediately drew everyone's attention.

Yan Qianxu still had no appetite, but someone stuffed a leg of lamb into his hand and told him, "Eat quickly! Otherwise, someone will snatch it!"

Yan Qianxu had never seen a meal being robbed. Many people ate it two or three times after grabbing it, and some people carefully wrapped it in cloth and put it in their arms, saying that they would take it with them after the war was over. Go home and give it to your daughter-in-law.

He took the mutton leg, tore a bit, chewed it in his mouth, and the taste came straight to his heart. He could never get used to the smell of mutton, but he didn't know how the mutton was processed. Couldn't smell it, only tasted it to make him sick.

Yan Qianxu swallowed it bravely, and gave the rest to the wolf boy. Seeing someone dancing happily, he also clapped happily, and drank a few glasses of low-quality old wine.

Maybe he was a little drunk, but Second Master Yan's playful nature was fully exposed. He also stood up and danced with the wolf boy who was not very good at walking.

Yuan Guo was originally fond of dancing and music, and Yan Qianxu was required to learn this since she was a child, so she danced lightly and gracefully. Under the cheers and focus of the crowd, and the uneven tunes of the song, she smiled and threw away the clumsy wolf. The girl danced casually with the soldiers around her, and gradually became the focus of this large group of soldiers, as if a little fairy who had fallen into the mortal world was presumptuously confusing all living beings.

There was too much movement here, the eldest son and the fourth prince who had been looking for someone, Yan Qianming and Wang Diwei who were sitting in the distance all saw Yan Qianxu mingling with the soldiers.

No one bothered such a dazzling Second Master Yan.

These four people didn't realize that they were all the same person in their coincident smiles, deep or cold eyes...