Chapter X

Strategist, or general?

No matter how he made up his mind, Xu Hui was still a girl's family in the end, and he had an instinctive rejection of blood and fire on the battlefield, so he naturally tended to be a strategist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info But when she thought of her previous life and went to Jiankang with Xie Lun, she hesitated again after the ups and downs and hardships along the way.

Those hungry and red-eyed homeless people, completely ignoring the great reputation of the Xie clan of Chen County, fearlessly rushed towards the Xie family's troops, fighting against the sophisticated weapons with their flesh and blood, as if they couldn't feel pain. In their eyes, there are only bags of grain in the convoy, and nothing else.

Xu Hui always remembered that when she was attacked by the homeless, she and her mother-in-law could only hide in the gorgeous carriage, listening to the sound of fighting outside and the screams of the maids, clutching their clothes to hide the fear in their hearts. By the time they arrived in Jiankang, a third of the elite troops had been broken, and many of the maidservants who were slightly lower in status and unprotected were nowhere to be found...... The feeling of needing someone to protect you and waiting for someone else to decide your life and death is really uncomfortable.

"Troubled times, is that what it is?" Thinking of this, she unconsciously read out loud what she thought in her heart.

Xu Ze smiled, the warm winter sun sprinkled on his body, lining him like a god and without flaws, but the words he said were not warm and beautiful at all: "Your so-called troubled times, but along the way, you encountered homeless people attacking the convoy?" Joke! Desperate for the warriors to take in, and do everything to disturb the homeless people, what kind of troubled times is it? The maidservants in your convoy, after they were captured, were at most eaten by the homeless people, or sold to the Qinglou Chu Pavilion. But if it comes to the real troubled times, after they are caught, there is only one end, that is, they are eaten alive! Yi Zi eats it, analyzes the remains and cooks it, this is a record in "The Legend of the Ram", do you think that only in the spring and autumn period, such a tragic scene will happen? ā€

Analyze the remains and cook, change the children and eat, and the troubled times...... Xu Hui clenched his hands, and after a long while, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "If you keep cutting off all the back roads, how can you make yourself determined and indomitable?" Granddaughter, granddaughter chooses to be a general! ā€

Hearing her choice, Xu Ze smiled lightly, then casually spread out a scroll, and said casually: "Since you choose to become a military general, then you have to learn and change a lot of things, the first thing is to twist the temperament you have cultivated for more than ten years." ā€

"Temperament?" Xu Hui looked at Xu Ze puzzled, "What did grandfather say...... Why? ā€

Xu Ze's gaze stayed on the scroll, he didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Ordinary women, attached to men, in order to please each other and make their lives better, are smiling, tactful and gentle." You want to be a general, but you are a woman, how can you still be gentle and charming on weekdays, soft in everything, and consider others? Do you really think that if you laugh twice, they will be fascinated and obey your decision? ā€

His words are extremely cruel and mean, and he does not leave any affection, which is diametrically opposed to the chic and graceful he usually shows, but it is a rare expression of true temperament. Seeing that Xu Hui was a little uncomfortable, Xu Ze raised his head and smiled softly and slightly arrogantly: "There are probably two ways for the generals in the world to command soldiers and horses. One is like a flying general, who is lenient and not harsh in governing the soldiers, and shares weal and woe with the soldiers; Just like the rules, the order is forbidden, and no one disagrees, which one do you think you are suitable for? ā€

Xu Hui is smart and smart, but he grew up in a family and is used to the obedience of servants, which is very taken for granted. This time, I heard Xu Ze mercilessly point out the fact that even if he is a son of a poor family, no, even if it is a tenant servant of his own family, he will not obey the commander of the noble lady, and compared Li Guang with Zhou Yafu. Xu Hui realized how far and difficult it was for her to truly grasp her own destiny.

In the army, it is important to pay attention to the prohibition of orders, if the commander is not majestic, how to command the generals and soldiers? As Xu Hui, it is okay to be close to the people a few times once in a while, and to be approachable, but he must not joke with the soldiers without any scruples. Even if she doesn't care about herself, the reputation of the Xu family in the party can't allow her not to care. In this way, if you want to become a military general and command soldiers, you can only take another path.

Sharpen her heart and not smile, making it difficult to guess her emotions at a glance, thinking that she is not easy to mess with, and subconsciously afraid of three points.

This alone is not enough, she kills faster than men; act more ruthlessly than men; The rules in the army must be implemented more strictly than that of the army commanded by men, so that the first step of "identification" can be barely achieved.

Xu Huimeng has been taught by Mrs. Zhong for ten years, even though he is angry in his heart, he also has a three-point smile on his face, and when people see it, his anger will drop by seven or eight points. Ten years like this, it has long become a habit, and now when she heard Xu Ze say this, she nodded without hesitation, but she couldn't change it immediately.

Xu Ze didn't ask her to change it immediately, but just asked her to pay attention to this problem on weekdays and take her time, so he said lightly: "Since you are a military general, there are too many people serving around you, and you need to cut them, not to mention that they take care of your daily life day and night, and it is easy to find out the problem of your rebirth." You are also five years old, do you want to pick some new people to come in, not to mention that every general must have pro-soldiers, with your identity, it is naturally not good to arrange some five big and three rough men, or it is better to train and brainwash girls from an early age......"

Speaking of this, Xu Ze glanced at Xu Hui before asking, "Do you know how to wear clothes?" ā€

"Huh?"

"I said, how fast can you get dressed without a girl? Or, can you accept that you are wearing unclean clothes? Seeing Xu Hui, he was still a little stunned, and he didn't change back from the topic of Fang Cai, Xu Ze made a comment very neatly, "Sure enough, as I thought, it is completely unqualified." ā€

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"When you really get to the battlefield, it's good to take a bath in ten days and a half months, and when the battle is fierce, you can squint for an hour or two in a few days, which is God's love. Since you have chosen a military general, how can you still hope to be like a boudoir woman, bathing every day, choosing clothes and jewelry? Xu Ze made up his mind to cultivate Xu Hui, and naturally noticed all the details, "I will order someone to cut multiple sets of Hu clothes, you have to learn how to dress them neatly in the fastest time, and gradually change your habit of loving beauty." Do what your brother does, and don't compare yourself to your sister, you see? ā€

Speaking of this, Xu Ze looked at Xu Hui, and saw that she lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, so he said slowly in a calm and calm tone: "Don't complain, don't complain, all this is the path you have chosen, if you want to be resentful, you will resent why you are a daughter, right?" This world is already unfair to women, if you want to do what only men can do in the eyes of the world as a woman, you must be better than men, above them, so that even if they complain, they dare not resist! ā€