Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Smart words.

Big fudge.

Wu Yongyou sat on the rocks and listened to the movement of the skirmisher battalion, secretly exclaiming that he had miscalculated: the third son is not very young, and he is quite good at taking advantage of loopholes.What is this called?Tongue, tongue bright lotus?

The pie is drawn big and round.

It was inevitable that someone would believe her nonsense.

The son of General Chi and the prospective son-in-law of General Shen all thought that when she came to the barracks, she would choose the strongest soldiers to follow. Who would have thought that she would come to the skirmisher camp to recruit people?The skirmishers are not enough to fight.

The onlookers couldn't believe it—choose a group of the worst and weakest soldiers, and the third son's head was not kicked by the donkey?

Not only did they not believe it, but the soldiers of the skirmisher battalion who were too tired to straighten their waists after the training also did not believe it-the pie fell on their heads, who knows whether it is a meat pie or a discus?

Some were moved and hesitant, but most of them stared at Chi Heng with suspicious eyes, wondering what else she could say?

Chi Heng supported her waist with one hand, and lightly tapped on the Tang knife with her slender and white knuckles. She was as beautiful as jade, and her beauty was shining. Head, are you willing? If it were me, I would not be willing.

"I practiced martial arts at the age of three, and I had two elder brothers. When I was young, I would be secretly angry for a long time every time I was suppressed when I used swords and guns with them. You all know that my elder brother is brave, and my elder brother is indeed brave. When he was 12 years old, he was holding a red tassel. I had a weapon in my hand, and I was so angry that I didn't eat anything that night."

Imagining the picture of a 12-year-old little general who lost a lot in a martial arts competition and didn't eat in anger, the men with their ears stretched couldn't help but smile.

Chi Heng looked around one face after another, and his voice was broken like jade, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present: "I am angry with myself, why do I lose every time. But is it enough to be unwilling? Not enough.

"So I practice martial arts diligently regardless of the severe cold and heat. In terms of talent, my father dare not boast that it is superior to me. In terms of hard work, my elder brother is ashamed after the age of 12. People can live by talent and succeed by hard work , but if you lose your ambition, you will be nothing but a puddle of mud.

"People who are stronger than you are gritting their teeth and persevering. Why do you look so depressed? You deserve to roll in the mud and never be able to turn over? If you want to rot in the mud, you will think that my words are in vain."

She changed her voice and said sharply: "I was 14 years old! I left home to wander, and I have seen the world, the good and the evil, the blade has been stained with blood, and my life has been on the line.

"I don't know if you guys have watched Lan Xianzhi fight me to the death in the arena of the martial arts competition, but I want to say that if I hadn't worked hard every day and was unwilling to become a mediocre person, my end would not be easy. On the battlefield, the same in this way!

"Dignity is earned by blood and sweat. If you don't fight, you should kill that unwillingness as soon as possible, and just eat and die!"

Her words were really blunt, and she almost stepped people into the mud pit like a strong person. Not only the soldiers of the Skirmish Battalion were provoked with blue veins on their foreheads, but the other soldiers couldn't help but hold on to the spears in their hands.

Looking at a pair of angry eyes, Chi Heng said loudly: "I was born in the general family, although I came to the military camp for the first time, but I have known the military camp since I was a child. The military camp is a sacred place to defend glory. A bridge reborn from the ashes! What kind of fig leaf do you need for this place?! Walker, get on the ground if you can’t do it!”

……

"What a proud young man. Is that the general's favorite young son?"

"Yes, General. General Chi can say that, we are not allowed to release the water, and the requirements for Chi Heng must be stricter."

The middle-aged man walked calmly in the barracks, stroking his beard with a smile: "Just tell the general, his son is fine, he is very proficient at attacking the heart."

The deputy general also laughed: "Not to mention anything else, scolding people is more painful than slapping people on the face. Every word pierces people's hearts, and it is quite the demeanor of our general."

"The family has a long history, and the tiger father has no dogs."

"That's the reason. The soldiers of the skirmisher battalion need such a person to lead them. Maybe they can give us unexpected surprises."

"Oh, hurry up, hurry up, if they fight, stop it or not."

……

"You, why do you say that!"

"It's just relying on reincarnation..."

"Third Young Master is so impolite..."

"Yeah, yeah, it's too embarrassing."

"..."

The soldiers in the skirmisher battalion complained softly, and Chi Heng's eyes were cold: "Why? I am better than you."

The strong are respected.

Wu Youyou rubbed his chin and murmured: "These three young masters have quite a temper..."

He changed his mind about Chi Heng.

For him who has seen killings on the battlefield, the third son's words are cruel but not harsh, and he is absolutely right. The strong drive the weak is an undeniable truth for thousands of years.

Soldiers pay attention to obedience. Obedience to someone stronger than you is the awe of life.

No one wants to live.No one wants to return with a rewarding experience.

The closer to death, the more clearly the manifestation of humanity.

There are all kinds of things in the world.

The initial irritability and embarrassment eased, and the surrounding discussions gradually stopped.

Chi Heng's fingertips were slightly wet. She used people's hearts as an entry point, waiting for those who listened to her words, who were sober-minded and unwilling to admit defeat, to stand up. Now is the time for acceptance.

Standing up after breaking down, knowing shame is almost brave.

As long as anyone has the courage to give it a try and stand up, he will be her soldier in the future.

She spoke harshly, speaking from the bottom of her heart - she doesn't want soft bones, the strength of a hundred-man squad can vary, as for training, that's a matter for later.

What she wants is that people are united, and everyone is moving towards the same goal.

She held her breath and her eyes became brighter.

"I……"

One hand was raised weakly. It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with freckles: "I want to ask, following, following you, can you really die in vain?"

"Everyone is mortal. On the battlefield, my soldiers will die well even if they die."

The freckled boy was born fair and timid: "Then I... I am willing..."

Chi Heng asked knowingly, "What do you want? Speak louder."

"I, I..." The young man blushed, "I am willing to follow you and be your soldier."

"Okay, if you want, stand behind me."

"I would also like to..."

"And I!"

Some people despise, some don't care, and there are always sober people who seize the opportunity and strive to make progress.

Chi Heng leaned against the Chi family, and her words carried the assurance that she would never say anything. She didn't fight anyone, and she didn't bother to worry about it. She walked around the barracks to familiarize herself with each barracks. good team.

No more, no less, a neat 100 people, if one less Chi Heng's bet, the bet would be lost.

Among the 100 people, the youngest was less than sixteen, and the longest was more than thirty. He might not look the strongest, but his eyes were firm, and there was a lot of fighting spirit in his eyes.

Unwilling to bear the weakest bad name.

Unwilling to join the barracks, he has not made an inch of merit.

Unwilling to become a stepping stone to bloodshed and sacrifice on the battlefield.

Not reconciled.There are too many dissatisfaction.

Chi Heng made four promises in a few words to the point - to become stronger, not to die in vain, to become a commander more powerful than his own father, and to lead them to wash away their humiliation.

Each one makes them yearn for.

The most important thing is that this man is too proud.Standing there confidently looks really radiant, as if stepping on auspicious clouds, every word he utters is full of all kinds of bewitching.

Not to be looked down upon.

Unnecessarily convincing.

Make people willing to try, be led by her, obey her, follow her.

The charm of personality, good-looking skin, superior family background, condescending demeanor, and unstoppable sharpness, standing with his sword in hand, constitute a heroic young general with a bright future.

Life is alive, how many can you meet in a lifetime with all five things?

There were a total of 250 and eight soldiers in the skirmisher battalion, and Chi Heng took half of them away.

The incense ashes were all gone, and the three-hour time limit had expired.

Chi Heng strolled up to Wu Youyou's side, his pretty face was slightly cold, and his chin was slightly raised: "You, don't you want to drink milk?"

The soldiers were booing, and the newly formed centurion surrounded their centurion, cheering her excitedly.

At 23 years old, Wu Yong had children and had to drink three bowls of goat's milk in front of the soldiers. Fortunately, his face was dark, and his face was so embarrassing that it would not be conspicuous no matter how red it was.

"Here comes the milk! Here comes the milk!"

Chi Heng poked his head and glanced: "Hey, it's still hot."

"It's just crowded!" Someone rushed to answer.

Wu Youyou is a person demoted from the "above". In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, he is an existence to look up to. Not to mention others, it is his own soldiers who are usually supervised and trained by him. Baba also came to join in the fun.

Not to mention, it's quite cool to see a man as big as a centurion drink milk.

Wu ulterior motives, those years without parents and mothers basically treated General Shen as his own father to show filial piety, so how could he not be bothered when he suddenly saw a mark left by a woman on Chi Heng's side neck?

He didn't think about Qinghe at all.

I don't know that the kiss mark is an ironclad proof that the unmarried couple's love is not afraid of people to see.

One leaf blinds the eye.

Reduced to the funny end of "staring" with the steaming fresh milk.

If you drink milk, drink milk, and you are willing to gamble and admit defeat.Wu Youyou rolled up his sleeves, three bowls of goat's milk, how can a big man teach three bowls of milk to die of shame?

He held the milk bowl in his big hand: "What's there to be proud of? Recruiting 100 people is worth it? Let's talk about it after the soldiers are trained."

Chi Heng smiled and said, "I don't need Brother Ang to worry about that."

She yelled 'Brother Ang', and Wu Youyou lowered his eyes uncomfortably, regretting being violent with her—after all, he is also the fiancé of the first daughter, so what's the difference between hitting Chi Heng in the face and hitting the first daughter's face?

He has always been kind and repays kindness. General Shen is the great benefactor of their husband and wife. He quietly thought: If you are looking for an opportunity, you should talk to the third son. Can you still count on him to defend the country?

Because of the kisses and scars covered by the makeup, Wu Youyou complained about the daughter of the Shen family, and because of Chi Heng's straightforward "Big Brother Ang", he was soberly aware that this uncle had just come of age.

Who is right?If there is a mistake, just correct it.

"Drink, what are you thinking about?"

Wu Yongyong dispelled his prejudices, picked up the sea bowl and raised his head to sip the cow's milk. After drinking the three big bowls, he choked on a mouthful of goat's milk, and Chi Heng laughed along with everyone.

If you laugh and make trouble, this matter is over.

But the 'playing with women' thing is not over yet.

The third son of the pool has "renewed his mind" and has never set foot in Hualou for three years. The good "prodigal son turns back" is slandered as "flirty" by gossip, how can this be tolerated?

I can't stand it.

Chi Heng formed a [-]-man squad, made a roster and went to the master account to apply for tents for his soldiers, and divided the boundaries. This team is considered to be completely independent from the skirmisher battalion.

As the saying goes, there are three fires for a new official, and how many people in the barracks were waiting for Centurion Chi to light these three fires, but Chi Heng was not in a hurry, and spent half a day getting to know the soldiers under him.

She has a good memory, and she memorizes people's names, places of origin, and biographies by heart. She calls people out one by one according to the roster to talk, matching names with faces, and sincerely boosts morale.

The freckled boy withdrew from the tent, Chi Heng leaned back on the seat straight, his mouth was dry, trying to moisten his throat, but found that the teapot was already empty.

"Brother Chi?"

Chi Heng forgot about drinking water, and raised his voice, "Come in."

Wu Youyou came in with a simple and honest face, carrying a small bag of citrus: "The queen gave birth to a prince yesterday, and the dragon's heart was very happy. No, this is a reward. Everyone has a share."

Everyone has a share, ordinary soldiers get ten copper coins, citrus is fresh, fruity juice is sweet, Wu Youyou is a centurion, the second prince is born, His Majesty rewards the three armies with amnesty for the world, sounds reasonable It doesn't fit, but who cares, anyway, three fruits are rewarded from above.

Catching up with the general, he was happy to see him staring at this thing all the time, so he generously gave him two, plus what Chi Heng deserved, eight tangerines made into a small bag - Wu Youyou came to be a lobbyist.

If he doesn't come, Chi Heng still has to go find him, just to give her the label of 'flirty', how can this work?

At the coronation ceremony, Master Xiao had just bestowed letters on her. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face for the stigma to spread at this time?The relationship is so important that Chi Heng can't let it go.

The orange peel was peeled off, and the fragrance wafted out, Chi Heng slowly peeled off the white silk on the surface of the orange petals.

It's not too troublesome to eat a piece of fruit. Wu Youyou stared at her hand and looked again and again, lamenting that she is indeed a nobleman raised in a rich and golden nest. Just looking at this slender hand, who would have thought that she could cut a knife three years ago? Through the heart to send Qilinzi of the Lan family to meet the King of Hades?

The third son's performance in the martial arts competition is very impressive, and many people will be impressed.

Wu Youyou is one of them.

When Lan Xian's blood splashed on the spot, the prince was frightened.

The orange slices were thrown into his mouth, the juice splashed, and his thirsty throat was moistened. Chi Heng was in a good mood: "What did you come to see me for?"

Wu Youyou moved a bench and sat down without seeing him, hesitantly said: "Little brother Chi, we are in the same military camp and don't talk to each other, how did you get the red spot on your neck?"

He talked quickly, and Chi Heng was about to break up this matter with him!

Swallowing the pulp quickly: "Can you tell me about what happened in your wife's house? Are you oppressing her or she oppressing you? How many times can we fight in one night?"

The nasty words came too fast, Wu Youyou was stunned, but after a while he slapped the table with his palm, and his loud voice resounded, "Chi Heng!"

"Listen, I'm not deaf."

Ignoring his anger, Chi Heng continued to peel the white silk covering the surface of the orange petals, speaking vigorously.

"You feel offended and annoyed when I ask you this, so why are you asking about me?

"Not only did you ask, but you didn't say anything to ruin my reputation. You said I'm not angry? What's the matter, you can see how this mark came about, you have a wife, and you don't allow others to have a wife." ?”

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and she threw orange peels on Wu Youyou's face: "You have to apologize to me and clear up my stigma, otherwise sister Qinghe and I will ask you to blame, and you just wait for me to give you a fight."

Wu Youyou was not stupid, when he listened to her words while furious, his lips trembled: "Daughter-in-law? This..."

He opened his eyes wide, his fingers trembling: "This is..."

The trouble for a long time was caused by the daughter-in-law!

This is a big misunderstanding.

Chi Heng gave him a blank stare: "Am I a person who changes hands? I only have Qing and sister in my heart, that's all, you will know sooner or later."

"..."

Wu Yong's face hurts.

Put your heart down.

It's fine if you don't go from time to time.

but……

He secretly thought: I can't see it, sister Qinghe is really brave.

With Wu Yongyou's ambiguous and playful eyes, Chi Heng swallowed a piece of orange: "What are you looking at?"

"Hey, hey..." Centurion Wu bowed his head and apologized: "My lord has a lot of little brothers. I was wrong. I don't dare to make indiscriminate suspicions."

After he finished speaking softly, he turned around and strode out of the tent, Chi Heng thought in his heart: This is terrible, this man looks upright, but in fact he is not only broken-mouthed, but also limp!

She had a headache and supported her forehead. After eating the oranges, she wrote down the military training plan.

No pains, no gains. If a hundred-man squad wants to be reborn as a useful soldier, it must be tossing around.

With Wu Youyou busy, the rumors quickly subsided.There was a misunderstanding, and everyone knew what to say and what not to say.

The gold was sinking, and the soldiers called their friends and friends to hook up and go to the tavern to drink, and Chi Heng packed up and went home.

"Hello Centurion!"

"The centurion is going home, would you like to have a drink or two with us?"

Chi Heng's smile is very friendly, and her charm and self-confidence and calmness can easily make people like her.What's more, as a son of the Chi family, the head of the Chi family's generals is himself supported by soldiers.

"No, you go."

She waved her hand and said to herself: Grab your last carnival, the good times are coming to an end soon.

The sunset glow was surging in the sky, stepping on the dusk, Chi Heng rubbed his nose, his eyes were clear: I want to be gentle, why don't I rest in the other garden tonight.