"Hurry up, hurry up, it's time for dinner soon, how many dishes are there over there?"

"Huh? Have you washed the dishes over there? ”

"Quick, add firewood, what are you doing in a daze?"

"Hurry up and get the food ready!"

Zeng Xie changed his cold image last night, and stood and commanded with full of energy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

General Chen, who was wearing a fire-headed military uniform, sat silently in front of the fire, looking at the young man who changed his face in a blink of an eye in a daze, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that this was the kid from last night.

The change of face became so fast, and just when General Chen was in a daze, the chef in charge of the spoon glanced at him and yelled loudly. "You kid."

Zeng Xie had been staring at this place from the corner of his eye, and immediately turned around, his voice louder than the chef's. "How do you do it? Why don't you add firewood? ”

"Are you kid looking for a beating?" Zeng Xie waved his fist and gave General Chen a look.

General Chen couldn't laugh or cry, Zeng Xie looked like he could be his own son at his age, and he actually yelled at himself, but looking at Zeng Xie's appearance of frowning at him.

General Chen endured and endured, and then lowered his head and threw firewood into the fire.

was preempted by Zeng Xie, and the chef naturally couldn't go on, so he could only flip it over in the cauldron with the spoon in his hand, and squinted at General Chen, who was squatting by the fire and muffled.

After looking at it, it seemed that the outline of the appearance was a little familiar, but because General Chen's face was deliberately blackened by Zeng Xie, and now he was squatting by the fire, he was indescribably embarrassed, so the chef couldn't remember where this familiarity came from for a while.

Zeng Xie was extremely good at looking at his eyes, and seeing that the chef was moving slowly at the moment, his eyes drifted to General Chen from time to time.

I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, and hurriedly came to the front, looked at the fire and asked loudly. "Chef, what kind of dish is this?"

The chef came back to his senses and saw that Zeng Xie's half scarred face had come to him, and he immediately took a step back in fright. "Why are you so close?"

Zeng Xie smiled, "Because this dish is so fragrant, I really can't help it." ”

The chef was originally a little dissatisfied, but after hearing Zeng Xie say this, he immediately put this little dissatisfaction behind him, grabbed a big spoon and stirred it.

The smug eyes were thick, "Fragrant, right?" ”

"Incense, incense." Zeng Xie nodded.

Chef gave him a blank look. "Xiang doesn't care about you, this is a dish for Adjutant Lin."

"Adjutant Lin?" Zeng Xie looked at the pot of dishes. "Can Adjutant Lin eat so many dishes alone?"

"What's the matter with you? What to do, what to do. The chef waved his hand as if he were chasing flies.

"Okay." Zeng Xie quickly responded a few words, and said with a sneer before leaving. "Chef, this kid is my brother, because he was sick yesterday, and today he probably burned out his brain, so you don't want to be like him."

When the chef heard Zeng Xie say this, he suddenly realized. "It turned out to be under your hands, why did I say it was so familiar."

"Come on, I know, just call him smart."

"Good Ratcha." Zeng Xie responded in a low voice, and quickly exchanged glances with General Chen.

Since Zeng Xie had already explained to the chef, the chef naturally put the doubts in his mind behind him and started to make a fuss.

Zeng Xie was standing at the door of the camp tent, and at this moment a kid came over and made a brief eye contact with Zeng Xie, Zeng Xie hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and immediately got into the camp tent.

He brought the tray on the table to General Chen, who was lying on the side, and whispered. "Later, you follow the man in front of you, and don't say anything you do."

General Chen glanced at the tray in Zeng Xie's hand, and with a sweep of his eyes, he knew that those dishes were Adjutant Lin's favorite food, and he suddenly looked up at Zeng Xie for no reason.

Zeng Xie only nodded to him slightly, and forcibly stuffed the tray in his hand into his hand.

"What are you afraid of?"

Adjutant Lin is different from the chef in charge, the chef doesn't know him because he has only seen himself a few times, but Adjutant Lin has been by his side all these years.

Those who know the roots, I am afraid that as soon as they enter, Adjutant Lin will be able to recognize themselves.

Last night, I didn't let myself go out, and today I let myself wear this to see Adjutant Lin?

What is this trying to do? What's the difference between this and throwing yourself into a net?

Zeng Xie saw General Chen still standing in place stunned, frowning from time to time as if he was thinking about something, and then looked at the eyes of the people around him.

Zeng Xie gritted his teeth, this simple-minded guy with five big and three rough!

He stretched out his foot and kicked it, but he seemed to use a lot of force, but in fact it didn't give General Chen any pain.

"Are you stupid today? Tell you to deliver a dish, chirping crookedly like a girl. ”

General Chen was kicked by Zeng Xie like this, and the green muscles on his head jumped cheerfully, but when he heard Zeng Xie's scolding voice, he suddenly knew his current situation.

Zeng Xie quickly explained. "General, if I want to harm you, why do I have to beat around the bush like this?"

Zeng Xie's voice was very small, but when he heard it in General Chen's ears, he immediately reacted.

Hurriedly followed Zeng Xie's instructions, and followed behind the person in front of him with his head down.

"When did you have such a number one under your hands?" The chef who was in charge of the spoon had already taken off his apron and was wiping his hands with a handkerchief, obviously seeing the scene of Zeng Xie teaching General Chen before, and slowly walked to Zeng Xie's side and asked.

"Chef, you are so busy every day, how can you have time to care about these, and it is inevitable that you don't know." Zeng Xie replied with a smile.

"I think your subordinates are quite smart." Although Zeng Xie said this, he still couldn't stop the chef's faint sigh.

"Where." When Zeng Xie heard this, he shook his head helplessly. "Chef doesn't know, right?"

"No matter how smart a person is, once he gets sick, his brain will naturally become inflexible."

The chef pondered for a moment, then reached out and patted Zeng Xie on the shoulder. "Hey! Boy, there's some truth to that. ”

"How can you do it."

Even after Zeng Xie's repeated assurances, General Chen was still a little uneasy in his heart.

But it was inevitable, after all, he had just been betrayed by Adjutant Deng, the most trusted adjutant under him, although he hadn't figured out why Adjutant Deng betrayed him until now.

If it was for the title of general, even if he died, he still had two lieutenants under him, and three lieutenants were there, so he couldn't be talked about.

In addition, this time he transported grain for the imperial court, and he blocked it several times, even if the grain arrived at the moment of emergency.

Then he can only be regarded as a merit and demerit, and when His Royal Highness King Le comes out of the city, he will naturally not have any good fruit to eat.

So what is Adjutant Deng for?

This question was not thought out by General Chen all night after thinking about it all night with his eyes open.

However, he believed that as long as he lived, he would know this sooner or later. (To be continued.) )