The person who came to pick up Sun Wen was Bai Ning.

Although Bai Ning is a martial artist recommended by Wei Ci, he has accumulated military exploits from the bottom of the military camp, and now he has also mixed up.

He can be appointed as the person who takes over Sun Wen, which shows that Jiang Pengji still trusts him.

"Strategist—"

Bai Ning waited here every day, and today he finally saw a figure on the distant horizon, and his nerves immediately tensed.

When the people approached, the scouts confirmed that it was Sun Wen's men and horses, and hurriedly led people to meet them.

Sun Wen's face was a little pale, and his forehead was also sweating, and when he saw Bai Ning, his heart was a little relieved.

"Where is the lord now?"

Sun Wen stepped down on the sedan chair and found that his legs were a little weak, and his shirt was even wet with sweat, so he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

I'm old, and I really can't stand being scared.

After this confrontation, his heart directly rose to his throat, and he broke out in a sweat before he fell safely.

"The Lord takes counsel in the tent of the tent. Seeing that his face was not good, Bai Ning said, "Why don't the military division go down and rest for a while, your face is ......."

Sun Wenwen is an old man who is about to run five, even if he eats black sesame seeds every day to maintain his health, most of his sideburns are gray, and the traces on his face that represent the years are getting deeper and deeper. After some fright, his face was like gold paper, and he looked very scary, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

"No, the old man can still hold on, and the general doesn't need to be so careful. ”

Sun Wen slowed down for a while, and his weak legs regained their strength.

Looking at the familiar flags floating over the camp, the emotion called "stability" gradually welled up in my heart.

Sun Wen took a deep breath, shook his long sleeves, and returned to his usual appearance.

"Grandpa—"

Before entering the tent, Sun Wen heard the voice of his grandson Lanlan, followed the sound, and found that his grandson, who had darkened a lot, showed his face to him.

"How did you get here?"

Sun Wen frowned, although he doted on his grandson, he could also distinguish the occasion.

This is a military camp, and too much doting and care for Sun Lan is definitely not love but harm.

Sun Lan stepped forward and saluted Sun Wen and Bai Ning, and said with a smile, "Sun Er is here on an errand." ”

Because of their age, Sun Lan and Feng Yi were both thrown away by Jiang Pengji to deal with trivial chores.

Although they are all trivial things, they can also train people, so that these two little Langjun who grew up in honeypots can get in touch with the battlefield for the first time.

Sun Wenhu said with a grimace, "How can there be a grandfather and grandson here?

Sun Lan's little face fell, and she sighed aggrievedly.

"What's in your arms?" Sun Wen asked him.

Sun Lan said, "I just sorted out the military affairs that I want to send to the lord for review. ”

The corners of Sun Wen's mouth twitched, and it took a long time to restrain the urge to fry chestnuts with sugar for his grandson's brain.

"Don't go yet!" Sun Wen said, "Since it is a military business, no matter how big or small, it must be sent to the main table as soon as possible!"

Where had Sun Lan seen such a serious grandfather, she was immediately frightened, and trotted to the handsome tent with the stack of documents in her arms.

Sun Wen gritted his teeth, hating iron and steel, "This kid-"

Fortunately, it is ordinary military affairs, if it is a major event of military aircraft, this kid has made a big mistake!

Bai Ning on the side said, "Why should the military advisor be so angry? The last general heard that the former lord also praised Sun Xiaolangjun and the eldest lang of the Feng military master's family, although the two are young, they are very well-organized. If you sharpen yourself for a few years, you will be a pillar of talent. ”

Sun Wendao, "Dongliang Nengchen, Dongliang Nengchen is not a cabbage sold on the street, Lan Lan, this kid is still far behind!"

Parkin smiled and didn't speak.

The two entered the camp one after the other, and Jiang Pengji was really in a meeting to discuss.

Sun Lan was sitting in the corner listening carefully, and Feng Zhen's son Feng Yi was sitting in the corner behind Jiang Pengji, burying his head in recording something.

Feng Yi is recording the content of this meeting, such as who said what, not asking for a word, but not deviating from the original intention.

Sun Wen stepped forward and saluted, "Meet the lord, the minister is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he returns with important evidence." ”

Jiang Pengji naturally remembered what Sun Wen sent Nie Ying for, and hurriedly said, "What is the result?"

Sun Wen took out a small packet of medicinal residue and said, "According to Chen's many investigations, Nie Liang's body is already at the end of his strong crossbow, and he eats three meals a day, and each meal is less than half of that of ordinary people. In addition, it is necessary to drink a bowl of medicine for each meal...... This is the residue after boiling the medicine. ”

What is half of an average person?

Ordinary men eat one and a half to two catties a day, and the elite of the military camp eat more to ensure the nutritional needs of the body.

According to the standards of the audience in the live broadcast room, so much is enough for each meal, but everyone knows that most of the military camps use wheat rice to satisfy hunger, and there are very few side dishes, so the proportion of staple food is high. According to Nie Liang's eating standard, even if he is healthy, he will be dragged out of trouble.

Of all the people in the camp, Wei Ci was the only one who was proficient in pharmacology.

He took the medicine residue handed by Sun Wen, sniffed it first, and then twisted a little bit and put it in his mouth to try.

Wei Ci has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he can't do without medicinal juice, and when he grows up, in order to recuperate his body, he also can't do without traditional Chinese medicine.

His tongue is extremely sharp, and a little taste can tell which herbs are in the residue.

Wei Ci borrowed pen and ink to transcribe the medicine in the medicine residue and handed it to everyone to see.

"The medicine is fierce and the dosage is extremely heavy, if it is for the treatment of diseases, it is enough to take it a few times. Zai Dao said that the day was here, and most of them were hanged with fierce medicine. Wei Ci said calmly, "From this point of view, Nie Liang's body is not optimistic-"

Qi Guanrang didn't understand pharmacology, but he knew that there were a few flavors of medicine that would not appear in regular prescriptions because the medicine was too fierce.

Once Lang Zhong prescribed these medicines, what it meant, the official knew what it meant.

"Zixiao, in your opinion, how long does this Nie Liang have to live?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at it and put the paper aside.

Wei Ci said, "Half a year! It needs to be supplemented by rest, it is not advisable to think too much, and it is forbidden to be overjoyed and angry, otherwise it will ......."

"Don't think too much, don't be overjoyed and angry?" Jiang Pengji asked for a thin lip and said with a smile, "This seems to be a little difficult." ”

Wei Ci pursed his lips and was silent.

[Oh Christmas]: I have confirmed the eyes, and I am a person who cannot be messed with~~~

[Painter]: Insidious face, the anchor told others clearly that she wanted to make Nie Liang think a lot and be overjoyed and angry.

[Tong Meng]: It's enough to be angry, it's impossible to be happy, where can the anchor be so kind and make him "happy"?

Looking at this scene, many salted fish faintly have the illusion of "aiding and abusing".

[Blue Drawer]: Every time I see the anchor smiling as a villain, I suspect that she is actually a villain and does not leave a way for the protagonist to live.

[Shen]: Trembling, encountering such a villain boss, how pitiful is the protagonist? It is impossible to clear the customs, it is impossible to clear the customs in this life. If you can't break through the level, you can only maintain your life by lying on the corpse and hugging the anchor's thigh. Seeing the anchor is like seeing a grandfather, being beaten as a grandson every day, and I like the anchor very much. In a word, you can't win with a crystal on your back!

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