Ye Qingyuan put Ye Jincheng in the army at the beginning, firstly, to hone him, and secondly, he intended to let him follow Wang Yong to learn how to arrange troops. But his righteous son of Ye Qingyuan can't just be a brave soldier, nor can he just be a general who can fight well, he wants a superior who is decisive in killing.

So he stopped ordering, didn't say more, and didn't even pay attention to whether Ye Jincheng would be touched by his words, but picked up the teacup and drank it slowly. This tea is really light and tasteless, or Li'er brews it to suit her own taste.

Li'er's belly should also be pregnant, and Jin'er must be happy. Just thinking quietly about the two people in the distance, Ye Qingyuan's eyes that had always been cold warmed up, and after a while, the warmth in his eyes gradually disappeared.

If a little person as sensitive as Jin'er noticed something abnormal, would he be scared alone? Li'er has a big belly, and she is too worried in case she is too worried. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little annoyed, obviously he had expected this situation to develop like this before leaving Jinyang, but he still left their mother and daughter.

Over there, Ye Jincheng was also a smart person, but he had always thought from the perspective of a soldier general, and now that he had walked out of this situation, his mind was clear.

The army hoarded in the northwest is actually only two-thirds of the army that went out this time, although it is only two-thirds, but against the Anping Palace, which is far less powerful than the King of Jinping, even if it will fall into a bitter battle, it should still be able to gnaw down the Anping Mansion.

So, where did the one-third of the troops who had left since the First Battle of the Jinping Palaces go?

The place where he went must have been a thorn in Emperor Jinde's heart, otherwise he would not have left rashly when the war was imminent. Looking at the world, the remaining princes Zhongwei Wang, Jin Henggong, and Qi Wengong can't become the climate, so who else can make the emperor so scruples?

Thinking so, Ye Jincheng almost jumped up from his seat, strode to the map, pressed his index finger on a blank space that was not marked on this map, and pressed his thumb on the place where the army was scattered. Then he took his index finger as the center, measured a few places, and the more he measured, the more solemn his expression became, and finally his face was as pale as paper.

As if he didn't believe the conclusion he had reached in his heart, he measured the map several times before he put down his hand as if he had lost his strength. He also finally determined that it was not that he thought too much, but that the terminally ill emperor who was far away in Jinyang really made a move on their Ye family. No wonder General Wang Cai was missing in such an important battle this time, it turned out that he was just not here.

The wood is already in the boat, and he doesn't want to lie to himself anymore. Instead, he tried to recover his feelings, and then walked to his original seat and sat down, and said, "Then how did Jin'er and her mother leave Jinyang." I don't know if I was too shocked just now or worried about Ye Jinqing and Shen Li at the moment, Ye Jincheng's voice was a little astringent and hoarse.

"Don't worry, Jin'er and they'll be fine." After a pause, Ye Qingyuan looked at Ye Jincheng, whose expression had recovered, and said, "Cheng'er, the people around you are also taking care of it, and it is indispensable to guard against others." ”

"The child understood. Father, what are we going to do? ”

"Wait."

Near the Bishan Mountain Range, a team of people dressed as Dayuan** team is slowly moving along the foothills.

"General, what is the mystery of this mountain, that it is necessary to bring so many people, is it a bandit? But weren't the bandits in the northwest all exterminated by the Anping Palace? A young man with a baby face on a white horse and two dimples laughed next to an old man with white hair and strong spirits.

Before the old man who was asked could answer, a middle-aged man about forty years old next to him scolded him: "Nonsense, this is a military plane, which is what you are doing at will." ”

Although he was reprimanded, the young general was not scared, but drove his horse closer to the old man, and the baby face made a pitiful look: "Grandpa Wang, you see, my father abused his power again to teach me a lesson." ”

It turned out that the old man was a generation of famous generals Wang Qi, and the legendary story about him could not be told for three days and three nights.

"Haha." With a hearty laugh, Wang Qi stroked his long white beard and said, "Ziyun, you are a strict and serious person, why did you give birth to such an unobtrusive boy." ”

Even if he was ridiculed by his mentor like this, the middle-aged man called Ziyun still had a stern expression, but he no longer spoke out to restrain the young general.

Seeing this, Yue Wentao had to make an inch, and quietly grimaced at his father, but he didn't expect to be caught. Seeing this, Yue Jinsong's face turned even darker, and his eyes showed a little helplessness, he had always been helpless against this little son.

When he was in Yue's house, not only Mrs. Yue and Mrs. Yue were protected, but even the daughters who got married would hurriedly go back to their parents' house to put out the fire for Yue Wentao. It's hard to let this kid join the army, put it under his nose, and want to accept his too active temperament, but I don't know how this kid got the blue eyes of General Wang Qi and became General Wang Cai's general, and since then this kid has even got chicken feathers as an arrow.

Looking at Yue Jinsong's helpless look, Wang Qi comforted him: "Ziyun, this kid of your family is really good, I haven't seen anyone in this young generation who can surpass him in the martial arts competition." ”

"Grandpa, if you praise Wentao like this, then he will have to be stunned for several days." A thin boy slowly came up from behind, just heard the conversation of several people, and said with a smile.

When Yue Wentao saw the young man, he hurriedly drove the horse over, and the baby's face showed concern, "Yanzhi, are you feeling better?" ”

Hearing Yue Wentao's concern, Wang Yanzhi smiled, although his face was still pale, but it revealed a sense of reassurance. "I'm much better." The two teenagers rode side by side and whispered. I don't know what Yue Wentao is talking about, and the smile on Wang Yanzhi's face has never stopped.

If it is said that this Yue Wentao is outstanding in martial arts, then Wang Yanzhi is the first person in strategy. It's a pity that the third generation of the Wang family, who has had high hopes since birth, was sick and weak, and it was asserted that he would not live to be twenty years old, and now he is more than fourteen years old.

Yue Jinsong looked at the gentle young man with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel some regret in his eyes. originally thought that even if Wang Yanzhi showed an amazing talent in strategy, the Wang family was reluctant to let him go with the army, but he didn't expect that Wang Yanzhi would also be on the list this expedition.

Perhaps, for the Wang family, a family that has stepped up to the top of the noble family step by step by relying on military merits, many years of comfortable and prosperous life have not worn out the arrogance in their bones, and the men of the Wang family can die in battle and old age, but they can't wait for death in bed.

Wang Qi saw that the two juniors were chatting, looked at it again, and saw that Wang Yanzhi's spirit was also good, so he also let them go.