After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

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Jun Yan has been in the army for half a year now, he has just been promoted to captain, the biggest advantage of becoming a captain is that he can now live in a two-person room instead of the Datong bunk.

Speaking of Jun Yan, there was a rather interesting incident a few days ago.

When Jun Yan just became a colonel, because of his young age, short enlistment time, and overly handsome appearance, many soldiers in the camp looked down on him and waited for him to make jokes.

On his first day in office, when he came to count the number of people, several centurions colluded and tried to make things difficult for him.

They laughed and talked a lot, but insisted not to tell Jun Yan how many soldiers they had in their hands. They all waited for Jun Yan to become angry and fight with them, but Jun Yan was not angry at all.

Jun Yan called all the soldiers together and ordered: "Three people form a team, and the rest stand on the right."

After a while, he said again: "Form again, five people form a team, and the rest are still standing on the right."

Everyone was puzzled, Jun Yan said flatly: "Re-line up, seven people form a team."

This time he didn't need to say, they also knew that they couldn't form a team, so they stood on the right side of the team, and after a while, Jun Yan said: "Resume the queue."

Jun Yan smiled lightly, his eyes fell on the people in front of him and said: "Everyone, my battalion has 310 soldiers and 15 centurions, right?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and they summed up with each other, and none of them was bad.

Jun Yan said indifferently: "Actually, it's not difficult. I just imitated the soldier fairy Han Xin's ordering of soldiers. It's not difficult to find out the number of people, but wait..."

As he spoke, his expression became a little sharper, and he said slowly: "You guys have lost a lot because of a small one. The military discipline is like a mountain. Is it reasonable for subordinates to treat their superiors like this? Don't you want to argue with me in front of the general?"

Everyone froze for a moment, then trembled in fright, and respectfully said: "I also ask the captain to forgive me."

Jun Yan smiled lightly, and said: "It's common for newcomers to not believe me, but the military sees military merits and skills, and those who play tricks should go home earlier land."

Everyone's faces turned pale and red, but they were more or less convinced of Jun Yan in their hearts.

Later, Jun Yan showed some real skills, and everyone knew that he was a person who had learned the art of war, and they admired him even more in their hearts—especially after Jun Yan used tactics to easily win a few victories, he admired him even more All five bodies fell to the ground.

Those big bastards like them don't know a few words, let alone the art of war.

Although the room between the two is still inconvenient, at least they have their own space to a certain extent. The person who lives with him is called Chen Tiangong, who is three years older than him and is a captain who became a captain two years ago.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Tiangong got up and saw Jun Yan holding something to look at again. This was not the first time he saw it, so he was inevitably more curious.

Jun Yan put it away quickly, and Chen Tiangong smiled: "Looking at your appearance, you can't be a little girl from any family, right?"

Jun Yan shook his head and said, "No."

"Hahaha——" Chen Tiangong continued, "That's what the little girl gave you. If you have nothing to do, just look at it and get it. If it's not from your sweetheart, who else could it be?"

When Jun Yan heard about his sweetheart, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback. It's true to say so, it was really a gift from his sweetheart—it's just that the picture on it is not the sweetheart, but the painting of him by the sweetheart.

When the scroll was delivered to him, he was still wondering what it was painted on. When he opened it, he saw a young man in blue clothes. The person on the scroll was unexpectedly himself.

Look at the stamp in the lower corner - this is the son's private seal, and it was actually drawn for him by the son himself. He couldn't believe it at the time, as he had never painted in his memory, but since the son's private seal was stamped It is impossible to fake the seal.

This boy actually drew a picture of him.

Jun Yan thought at the time that instead of painting him, the young master would give him a portrait of himself, but now that he thinks about it, fortunately the young master painted him, so it doesn't matter if someone finds out.

Jun Yan thought this way and smiled lightly. The last time I wrote to the young master, it should have been ten days ago. Things in the army were busy, and Xiliang did not stop invading, especially a few days ago, he was so busy for several days I couldn't close my eyes, I was finally free today, and I had time to write a family letter to the young master.

After finishing writing, ask His Highness the Third Prince to give it to Young Master. He hasn't seen Young Master for half a year—I don't know if Young Master misses him.

Jun Yan was thinking like this, and suddenly thought, the young master is now named King Ning, shouldn't he be called His Highness?In this way, the young master is one step closer to what he wants to do.

As he thought this way, the brush in his hand didn't stop for a moment, writing quickly.

It was night, and Jun Yan received news from Jingzhong——because the young master gave him the token, the young master's power in the army was naturally used by him.

The fifth prince, Ji Fenglin, died, and his death was extremely disgraceful.

Jun Yan didn't know what was going on, but in Jun Yan's mind, it was Wu Ziyu who almost exposed him in front of the son.

Will it be him?

Jun Yan thought in his heart, would it have something to do with the young master——

He found that his hatred for His Highness Fifth was no longer as much as it was at the beginning - after all, nothing happened in this life, and he, His Highness Fifth, and Concubine Lan in the palace seemed to have happened in previous lives.

In fact, it was indeed a previous life.

It's just that some hatred has already happened, and it really happened, and it can't be changed.

Jun Yan's eyes fell on the full moon, he had been in the army for half a year - he missed his son.

It was late at night, but Ji Fengjun hadn't fallen asleep yet.

His heart is too big, and there are too many things to deal with, and he is a bit busy these few days, and he often has to stay up late to deal with affairs.

The moonlight came in through the window, and His Highness Fifth died, pushing him, King Ning, who had just been sealed for half a year, to the forefront of the storm again——

Princes under the age of ten don't have to think about it, and the third elder brother has never been a sacred heart, and he is always stationed at the border, so he doesn't have to think about it.

The grand prince's son and mother clan are quite strong, and they have a lot of advantages, but this is also his disadvantage. The emperor will no longer give the position of crown prince to someone who will threaten his status.

There is already an abolished prince and Wanjia in the court, so they don't want this to happen again.

As for him, because he was re-appointed as the prince, he also naturally regained the qualification to fight for the crown prince.

His Majesty must have been unable to sit still, and will soon send someone to kill him - Ji Fengjun thought so, and then heard a sound in the courtyard, it turned out that an assassin had come.

An arrow feather pierced through the air, and Ji Fengjun threw out the writing brush in his hand. The arrow collided with the writing brush and stuck into the wall.

Ji Fengjun smiled lightly, his eyes fell on the tip of the arrow, and he saw that it was glowing with a faint blue light, there is no doubt that it was highly poisonous.

His big brother was really ruthless when he started to fight.

Ji Fengjun sat quietly in the room, and someone rushed in after a while, and when the leader Ying saw the arrow on the wall, he broke out in cold sweat, knelt down on one knee and said: "Your subordinate is late, you deserve death, and you still have to wait." Your Highness will punish you."

Ji Fengjun said indifferently: "This time it's because we didn't take precautions well. I don't want to punish you, but if I don't punish you this time, there will be no reason to punish you in the future."

"Subordinates are convicted."

"I'm not going to punish you severely. Go back and get twenty military sticks. As for the rewards and punishments for the others, it's up to you to decide."

"Your Majesty obeys." Ying Yi respectfully responded, twenty army sticks, this is nothing, as for the others, they must be punished - His Highness's safety could be in question, to let that arrow in, really It is too remiss of duty.

"In the future, such assassinations and poisoning incidents will definitely not decrease. This time, they will only be punished slightly. If such incidents happen again next time, then you will come and see them."

"Subordinates take orders."

"Clean up the outside and go down."

As soon as Yingyi went down, Le Yi'an rushed over, and he was relieved to see that Ji Fengjun was safe and sound.

"Your Highness is fine, so I feel at ease. I thought the defense of our mansion was enough, but I didn't expect it to give someone an opportunity."

Ji Fengjun sighed softly: "It's different now, I was like an ant to him before, even if he wanted to kill me, he didn't want to spend too much effort, but now it's different, I've become his My stomach is in serious trouble."

Le Yian was silent for a moment.

"Then His Highness wants to go back to the capital?"

Ji Fengjun shook his head: "If I can't go back, I'll die if I go back—Royal Father still has doubts about me, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to protect myself because of my power in Beijing."

Le Yian was silent for a while.

"How much money is still in the account?" Ji Fengjun asked.

"The business of Yunyan Tower is not bad, and the owner of the Chen family in Yangzhou has been paying us regularly, and the business there is also good." Le Yi'an smiled, "It's rare for a business like them to be able to climb up to the royal family. If you have some blessings, naturally you should be well-behaved."

Ji Fengjun nodded: "Then the Patriarch of the Chen family is not a simple person, you should pay attention to observe, and don't let his hands stretch out where they shouldn't be. Now is not the time to be exposed."

Le Yi'an nodded, but he knew that since Ji Fengjun asked about the accounts, he definitely wanted to ask more than this, presumably he had other things to do.

Ji Fengjun continued: "There is something you need to do yourself."

Le Yi'an was slightly taken aback, a little puzzled.

"Establish an information network." Ji Fengjun spit out these five words lightly.

Yunyanlou's ability to obtain information is not weak, but it is too limited. Now he wants to do much more than before, so naturally he can't just use the original information network.

Le Yi'an wanted to cry without tears: "Your Highness, can't you grab a grass and pull it hard, so you're not afraid of pulling me bald?"

Ji Fengjun smiled lightly, and said helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to do it alone, I will arrange a helper for you."

Le Yian's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"

"Xiao Shi, come out." Ji Fengjun said with a smile.

Ying Shi came out in response, kneeling on one knee in front of the table.

Ji Fengjun smiled lightly, told her to stand up, and said slowly: "Here, this is your boss."

"Boss?" Le Yi'an's eyes widened slightly. Are you joking with him?

"Of course not—the establishment of the intelligence network is mainly based on her and supplemented by you. You don't have to be too tired."

Le Yi'an's eyes darkened, the young master was serious, he really planned to let him do it under a little girl's film!

Ji Fengjun smiled lightly and said, "Do it well, you can do it."

Le Yian: ...