Wen Mu thought about the emotions that had been accumulated in his chest for many years and could not vent them, and on the other hand, he was worried about the inexplicable military orders of the big battalion, and between the sadness and worry, he was cold, and someone suddenly spoke in the camp tent, and couldn't help but shudder, and looked through an oil lamp lit on the horse, and one by one, I don't know when, there was already an extra young officer about twenty-five or sixteen years old in the tent. This person is wearing a four-winged hood with a golden color tiger on the top, an ochre yellow mink tail embedded behind the hood, a crimson robe covered with fine scale armor, a pair of thick and black sword eyebrows on the delicate melon seed face are raised obliquely towards the temples like an eagle, thin lips and the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a pair of black pupils in the slender eyes, the whole person looks elegant and difficult to approach. At this moment, the young officer was holding his battle robe in one hand and pressing the hilt of his sword in the other, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Wen Mu looked at it carefully with empty eyes, and said "huh" in his mouth: "Little grandfather? After a moment of surprise, he immediately stood up and gave a military salute with his crossed arms, and then asked the soldiers standing at the entrance of the camp tent: "Why didn't General Wang report when he came?" As he spoke, he waved his hand to give up his seat, and personally picked out a tea cup with no broken edges, poured half a cup of hot tea soup first, poured half of the tea and then poured most of it, and handed it to the man with both hands. The lieutenant saw from the color of his battle robe and the gold buckle he wore around his waist that the young officer's rank was extremely high, and he couldn't figure out the origin and meaning of the young general for a while, so he saluted and quietly gestured, beckoning the two soldiers to silently withdraw from the tent.

The young officer didn't give in to Wen Muqian, he sat on the low stool let by the deputy colonel, picked up the tea and said with a kind smile: "Don't blame your soldiers, I didn't let them report." You and I don't do things in one place now, and we don't need to call the general and grandfather shortly, it sounds like it's outside. You and I are in an iron pot and stirring horses and spoons to fight for food, when I did something bad, Shi Dashuai punished him, and none of you and I escaped from the thirty military sticks, what kind of friendship is this? Call me virtuous. As he spoke, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea soup, pursing his lips and pondering the taste. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he returned to normal, gently put down the bowl, and waved his hand to signal Wen Mu to sit down.

Wen Mu sat down with his hands pressed on his knees halfway, and when he heard Wang Xiande talk about the old things, he also smiled, and his expression immediately dimmed. This young officer Wang Yi is the hereditary Yiguo Gong, and also his shortest-lived boss when he was in the Liyuan camp, less than two months after taking office, he was kicked out of the barracks 113 years ago on the night of the 24th of the lunar month, Wang Yi led a group of people from the Zhibing Division to go out to enjoy the winter snow, and was blocked by heavy snow for two days and two nights in the Lihe Station on the outskirts of Beijing. In the end, all the perpetrators were given thirty military sticks, Wang Yi, who took the lead, was kicked out of the Liyuan camp, not to mention, Wen Mu and his colleagues were all recorded as big mistakes, and two colleagues who were not on duty were also severely punished......

Wang Yi dragged the sword over and put it on his lap, stroked the scabbard and sighed, and said, "Blame me for that." If it weren't for my suggestion, everyone wouldn't have been beaten that board, and Gou wouldn't have been demoted...... Now that I think about it, I still feel unspeakably uncomfortable! He clenched his fist and tapped the scabbard gently, twisted his brows and stared at the flickering and dancing lights, and sighed regretfully, as if he was overwhelmed with emotion, and lowered his eyelids and said faintly: "That incident back then, I originally wanted to take advantage of the previous year's gathering of everyone to get together and have a warm up, who knew that Nanzhao Kingdom would be bold to offend the border at that time, and Shi Dashuai just explained the matter of the military logistics handled by the Zhibing Mansion at that time...... Alas, it's all my fault that I didn't do anything more when I was young, which affected everyone. ”

Wen Mu glanced at the teacup quickly, and the ghostly light flashed in his eyes hidden behind his eyelids, but there was no expression on his face, he just hung his head and listened quietly.

“…… Gou Zhu's book and words, where are they now, do you know Zhaoyuan? ”

After Gou took off his official position, he returned to Jiazhou. Some people say that he returned to his hometown in Qingzhou to work as a farmer, and some people say that he contracted typhoid fever and passed away. ”

Hearing the downfall of the two people, Wang Yi seemed a little surprised, gritted his thin white teeth and was stunned for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry for them." ”

Wen Mu sat upright and still didn't speak. When he received military law because of the delay in official business, everyone had no complaints, and the ruthlessness of military law should be like this, not to mention that it was the important military affairs that were delayed, even if the head was cut off, it was very common; It was really light to take only a few dozen military sticks. However, Wang Yi did not inquire about the whereabouts of Gou Yan and the others until now, which is really unkind. And Wen Mu also knew that Wang Yi was promoted to General Mingwei shortly after that incident, and then he was appointed as a marching commander in the Hussars, in fact, he followed the Yanshan Camp Counselor and Assistant Yanshan Military Affairs...... is such a person, he has been shuttling back and forth between Yanshan and Beijing for two years, but he didn't know until today that Yanshan Xingying still has his own "old age" - he is now looking for himself, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Wen Mu sat down and didn't talk, Wang Yi's face was also a little sneering, and he was silent for a while before changing the topic: "I just went to Duan Lushuai to do something and ask about the maintenance of vigilance and communication between the left route army and the middle route army. What's going on? Are the soldiers in the camp doing a good job? ”

Wen Mu smiled indifferently and said: "Little grandpa knows, I have never liked pen copywriting, sitting in the camp tent to deal with letters and official documents, how can I be more happy than leading soldiers to fight." ”

Wang Yi stared at him deeply, and said with a slight smile: "Yes, we are soldiers, and no one wants to make meritorious deeds on the head of the knife?" If you want to make meritorious service and be promoted, it is always faster for the two armies to capture the flag and kill the generals. It's a pity that I don't have Zhaoyuan's good luck, and I don't have a chance to fight if I want to. ”

Wen Mu listened to him follow his words, and it was no longer good to refute the face of this little grandfather with a cold face, so he changed the topic and pretended to be curious and asked, "Why did the little grandfather come to the Left Route Army?" ”

Wang Yi first glanced at the two guards outside the camp tent, and then lowered his voice and said: "The left route army has bitten the three divisions of the Turpentine this time, and the sentinel cavalry has detected that these three divisions have about 10,000 horses, and the camp has decided to defeat the enemy on the left flank first, and then transfer one to join the siege of Heishui City." Chen Zhuguo had secretly rushed here to supervise the battle three days ago. You also know Chen Zhuguo's identity; The camp was afraid that there would be a mistake, so I ordered me to take three battalions of hussars to escort them along the way. ”

Wen Muzhi stared at him and listened to him, frowned and didn't speak for a long time. He has been serving in the Yanshan camp, and naturally knows Chen Zhuguo, the counselor of the camp; Chen Zhuguo went to Yanshan three times to inspect before, and he either took over the official or accompanied him, where could he not know the identity and origin of this Zhuguo general. But no matter how much identity and origin there is, it is barely reasonable to look at the profits and losses of grain and grass accumulations and ordnance, and now he has come to the Left Route Army to supervise the battle, which is really incredible, right? After a long moment of confusion, he muttered, "This, this...... Was this the decision of the camp? Or is it the meaning of the imperial court? The upper three provinces agreed? The military department also passed? ”

Wang Yi smiled lightly and said: "If you report to Shangjing, it is the consent of the three provinces, and it will take at least a month to travel back and forth, and at that time, the enemy in front of the Left Route Army has already collapsed, and what kind of battle will the general of Zhuguo supervise?" ”

"But, but ......"

Seeing Wen Mu's wrinkling and thoughtful expression, Wang Yi probably realized that he had said too much, and hurriedly remedied: "Zhaoyuan, we are old colleagues, I see that you are destined to talk to you about these secrets in military affairs" Although his voice was low, the tone of his voice was very long, Wen Mu glanced at him vigilantly, nodded and said, "Don't worry, general, I won't spread these words casually." However, ......" he picked up his teacup and said in a deep voice, "At the beginning of the founding of the country, Taizu cited the lessons of the former Tang Dynasty and the Northern Dynasties, and issued a strict order prohibiting the establishment of a supervising army to supervise the war. As he spoke, he got up and bowed deeply, and without waiting for Wang Yi to accept or refuse, he picked up his previous words, "I beg the little grandfather to plan for the society, for the guards, and for this time, to send troops for this time, to be able to advise the general of the Zhuguo, whether it is to inspect the army or to inspect, no matter what name it is, it is impossible to mention the word 'supervising the war'!" ”

Wang Yi didn't take Wen Mu's words as one thing at first, in his opinion, the so-called Chen Zhuguo went to the left army to supervise the army and supervise the battle, but the three old generals of the camp coaxed a naughty doll to play a little trick, and even Li Wei, the deputy general who rushed to take over the command of the left army, didn't take this matter to heart. Later, when I saw Wen Mu talking more and more solemnly, I paid attention to it in my heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Wen Mu said was reasonable, and then seeing Wen Mu salute him, he also hurriedly stood up and returned the salute, and said in a cherished tone: "Brother Zhaoyuan thinks long-term, and Wang is far behind." Brother Zhaoyuan, don't worry, I will definitely bring your words to ......"