surrogate wife

The team went all the way to the south, and after more than half of the journey, the weather gradually warmed up and the climate became more comfortable.

In the spacious and comfortable carriage, Wen Yumu leaned on the big welcoming pillow, pulled the half-slippery brocade silk blanket on his body, and yawned.

The journey was tiring and boring, which really made people tired and sleepy.

Xue Yi opened the curtain and leaned in, smiled and said, "Get up and move around, the more you sleep, the sleepier you get."

Wen Yumu waved his hand, "The same woods are so boring."

"Wait for the next supply, I'll go around the city."

Xue Yi sat down beside him and leaned against him. The place was a bit crowded, so he stretched out his arms to hug him.

Wen Yumu leaned against his neck, eyes half closed, sleepy, his bones were softer than usual.

Xue Yi really loves his lazy style, but——

"Old General Huang invited you to perform martial arts with him, but you didn't want to go, those soldiers are quite dissatisfied with you, why are you doing this?" He still said.

Although Wen Yumu defeated the third master of South Vietnam at the state banquet, it was very face-saving, and the dignitaries recognized his martial arts, but the soldiers at the bottom were nothing more than what they heard, and they didn't believe it.

In addition, he is still a flower seal, so there are even more opinions.

The army has been marching for so long, and he has not even counted his own soldiers. The soldiers either ride horses or walk. Even the supervising army has to count the number of people and supplies every day. Only he sits comfortably in a carriage, lives exquisitely, and wears clean and elegant clothes .

The voice of dissatisfaction in the army grew louder and louder, and they all believed that he was not worthy of being a vanguard general.

Whose family's vanguard general wears silk and satin, silk tulle, sits in a tall carriage, and naps and sleeps all day long?

It's clearly the lady's style!

That's right, it's not just your lady, who even needs her husband to go in and coax her from time to time.

A little bit like a general?

Old General Huang knew that he had extraordinary martial arts skills, so he deliberately created an opportunity for him to show off his strength, but he refused, so Xue Yi wanted to persuade him.

Wen Yumu said lazily, his voice was a little soft, "I just want to exercise my muscles and bones, and I don't bother to show off. After all, although I am a vanguard general in name, the emperor sent me to guard against the enemy's great sword master. I just have to do that well.”

"As for losing the morale of the army, what does it have to do with me? After I finished this battle, I went home. If you fight on the battlefield, there are five lieutenants at the border, so I don't have to fight."

Xue Yi pondered for a moment, then smiled, "That's right, if you win the hearts of the soldiers, it may not be a good thing. I'm just worried that if you want to lead troops to fight, these people won't protect you wholeheartedly."

Wen Yumu raised the corner of his mouth, "I don't need their protection."

"How I want to live, it's not their turn to comment."

Xue Yi smiled, kissed him on the forehead, and said indulgently: "It's up to you."

……

In the evening, everyone set up camp, and the cook lit a big pot and started cooking.

Wen Yumu built a fire and set up a small pot to cook soup for himself. He didn't want to eat pig food made by the cook.

Xue Yi helped him, and the old general Huang Gan walked over slowly with a bowl in his hand, "Vice General Wen, Supervisor Xue, can I let the old man have a meal?"

They didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly said: "Please sit down."

Huang Gan smiled and opened his robe and sat down. Wen Yumu served him a bowl of hot soup, and Xue Yi took a baked pancake and handed it to him, "You eat it in soup, it's delicious."

Huang Gan took the pancake, broke it open neatly, soaked it in the hot soup, took a sip of the soup from the mouth of the bowl, and couldn't help admiring, "I can smell it from afar, it's really delicious."

"Every time you make small meals, this old man is greedy all the way."

He snorted and finished eating a bowl of hot soup soaked in pancakes, put the bowl aside, and stretched out his hand to warm the fire.

Wen Yumu smiled, "You came here on purpose, you must have something to say?"

Huang Gan was happy, and said: "Actually, it's nothing. I asked you to compete with me earlier. If you refused, I will understand what you mean."

"You are so young, why are you so heartless?"

Xue Yi didn't like to hear these words, he said: "Your words are wrong, if you don't have the heart, we wouldn't be here, but everyone has their own ideas."

Huang Gan became more cheerful, "Boy, what are you in a hurry for?"

Xue Yi had nothing to do with him, no matter how proud he was, he did not dare to act presumptuously in front of this respected old general.

He said embarrassingly, "I'm just expressing my opinion."

Huang Gan is already seventy-two this year, but he is still powerful and muscular, not much worse than a man in his 50s or [-]s. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Then the old man can also talk about his own views, can you?"

Xue Yi shyly cupped his hands, "Please tell me."

Wen Yumu also said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I know you martial arts masters are very arrogant in your heart, and you don't even bother to prove yourself. But I still want to say that it's all right on the road now, and you still have to show some real skills when you're in the army. Only then can we overwhelm those soldiers."

"If the leading general fails to convince the people below, then there will be chaos in the army, and if there is chaos, it will give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it, which will cause great harm."

"So, two little friends, please think about it carefully."

He spoke politely and sincerely, which made Wen Yumu feel embarrassed, he hurriedly said: "The last general is tired and lazy these days, and when he is in the army, he must obey the general's order."

Huang Gan nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, that's very good."

He patted the ashes off his hands, got up and left.

Wen Yumu drank the soup slowly, Xue Yi looked at him and asked, "What's the matter, but you don't want to?"

"That's not true." Wen Yumu shook his head, "When you're in the army, you naturally have to obey military orders."

"Then why don't you talk?"

"Just now... I was just in a daze."

Xue Yi suddenly laughed, "It seems that you have slept for a long time, and you are a little dull now."

Wen Yumu also laughed, "It's not a few days until such a good time. When I am in the army, I have to get up early every day to supervise the training of my subordinates."

Even if you don't want to gather the morale of the army, you have to do your job well.

Xue Yi really wanted to kiss the corner of his upturned mouth, but because he was outside, he held back and traced it several times with his eyes, deeply feeling cute.

"It's getting cold at night, go back to sleep in the carriage." After warming up for a while, he said.

Wen Yumu nodded, "It's almost gone."

From then on, General Huang never cared about him again, and he blocked them all when they complained.

Ten days later, they finally arrived at Annan Mansion on the border, and after passing the mansion city, three hundred miles to the south was Xuancheng where the army was stationed.

The shape of Annan Mansion is like a sharp corner, and the hanging city is like a bead suspended on the corner.

After leaving Xuancheng, there is a vast virgin forest to the west, like a long green belt, separating Nanyue and Daqi.

To the north is the stretching Great Wall. Soldiers are stationed at each beacon to observe the movements of the south at any time.

In the far north is Yuli Country.

Under the leadership of Xu Lingfeng, the defenders of Xuancheng warmly welcomed them and handed over the tiger charms on the spot.

Xu Lingfeng's temperament is a bit like Wen Changning's, but he is more evil than the latter.

His face was a little tired. After handing over the Tiger Talisman, he was obviously relieved, as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Huang Gan patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "You were ordered to be in danger, and it can be said that it is not easy to maintain the situation here."

"You did a good job, you didn't lose the Xu family's reputation!"

Xu Lingfeng's eyes were radiant, and he said excitedly: "You are too much."

Old General Huang is a generation older than his father. Even if Xu Guogong is alive, he should be honored as an old general when he sees him. With the backbone.

Old General Huang laughed and introduced them, "This is Vice General Wen, the vanguard general appointed by the emperor himself. I think you should have heard of him. He is a powerful man, martial arts, that's it."

He compared his thumbs and praised Wen Yumu vigorously.

Xu Lingfeng and the other three lieutenants who were present also came up to report their families.

"This is Superintendent Xue, he is the number one scholar, the most outstanding talent among our Daqi young generation." Old General Huang bragged again.

The four of Xu Lingfeng didn't dare to neglect him when they saw how much he appreciated him, and the atmosphere among their colleagues was very happy for a while.

"Marshal, General Wen, and Supervisor Xue, I have prepared houses for you, the boat and the car are exhausting, let's take a rest first." Xu Lingfeng said.

Both Huang Gan and Wen Yumu nodded in agreement, Xue Yi said: "I'll go to hand over the logistics supplies first, and then rest."

Xu Lingfeng said: "The supervising army is indeed a dedicated person. If so, then General Li will accompany you to handover. I will take Marshal and General Wen to rest first."

"It's work."

Hanging City is not rich, and the population is not large, most of them are military households.

Although the houses here are not as gorgeous and exquisite as those in the capital city, they are better in that they are big enough.

Wen Yumu and Xue Yi occupied a house, which has already been cleaned.

Since he came to the military camp, he didn't bring anyone to serve him, so he did it himself and simply made the bed.

Xue Yi came back later, Wen Yumu was still asleep when he came back, Xue Yi woke him up, "Mu Mu, it's time for dinner, go out and have some food before resting."

Wen Yumu stretched himself, Xue Yi had already prepared hot water for him, he washed his face with the water, and went to the dining hall with him.

Xu Lingfeng assigned them a cook, but his skills were not very good.

Wen Yumu sighed, "I knew I should bring Xiao Man and Xiao Shu with me."

Xue Yidao: "When there is a war, we all have to move to the camp, and it is useless to bring them along, so let's bear with it for now."

"That's all it takes."

On the second day, Xu Lingfeng invited them to a banquet, saying that it was to clean up the dust.

When I got there, I realized that everyone present didn't look very good.

"What's the matter?" Old General Huang and Wen Yumu, who arrived together, asked upon seeing this.

With an ugly expression, Xu Lingfeng picked up a piece of plain white letter paper on the table, only to see three words written on it with iron and silver hooks: Discussion on Swords.

After unfolding, there is a line of small characters inside, to the effect that Yue Wen Yumu will compete with swords three days later, and the place is between Xuancheng and Tianhuo City in Nanyue.

The inscription is Tiemoyi.

Tie Moyi is the South Great Sword Saint known as the world's number one master.

"I didn't expect that this post was delivered within half a day of your arrival." Xu Lingfeng's expression turned ugly.

Huang Gandao: "There must be their spies in the city, it's not unusual to know we're here. But this post on swords—"

Everyone looked at Wen Yumu.

Wen Yu Mu Xianxian took the post with her delicate hands, and those delicate and slender hands did not look like a pair of hands holding a sword.

Xu Lingfeng said: "I once heard from my father that the top swordsman's hands are very delicate, not calloused like ordinary martial arts."

"That's because their martial arts have reached the peak, and they can feel the vitality of the sword, but their rough hands will hinder them."

Wen Yumu: "..."

Why didn't he know there was such a saying, and he brought himself to force it?

But if someone helps him round, he is naturally happy and relaxed.

He took the post and said in a low voice: "Since they have already posted the post, I will go meet that great sword master."

His calm self-confidence infected everyone present, and they were suddenly at ease.

"Okay! Then accept it!"