Still training?!

Concubine Ji didn't know what to say for a while, and her face was a little distorted.

Song Qinghan didn't seem to see Concubine Ji's expression, and nodded to her as usual: "It's getting late, you can go back." ”

Indeed, it was almost dusk when Concubine Ji went to Song Qinghan's camp, and it was almost dark after only training for a while.

"Then, General Song, Moshu will retire first." Concubine Ji lowered her head and took her leave.

"Well, let's go back", Song Qinghan paused, and said, "Don't forget to come early tomorrow." ”

"Yes! Checkmate. Concubine Ji tried her best to maintain a normal expression, so that she didn't look like she wanted to eat people.

Song Qinghan nodded, looking at Concubine Ji's back as she turned around and returned to the camp, remembering Moshu's painful expression of impending death when he said "retraining tomorrow" just now, he laughed and laughed, he thought that he might have been interested in this recruit, otherwise how could it be? In the past, I didn't think about bringing new soldiers, and there were a lot of good seedlings popping up, but when I thought of that incident, Song Qinghan was a little hesitant, and he came and went, so he simply didn't bring it.

Song Qinghan shook his head, no longer remembered, turned his head and motioned for the soldiers to continue training, and then walked towards the main tent, the art of war was given by the old man, the situation was urgent, and he had to read it as soon as possible.

The moonlight was faint, the candlelight was lit, and the shadow of a person was printed inverted on the screen of the main tent.

Song Qinghan read the book for a while and drank a sip of herbal tea, forcibly held back a burst of sleepiness, since the new emperor of Shangqi ascended the throne, he has been eyeing Jimo, quite a sign of wanting to merge, an old man of Song Qinghan saw him so worried, so he gave this book, saying that he was fortunate to get this strange book but did not have the ability to lead the army to kill the enemy, and asked Song Qinghan to study hard, and he would be able to defend the territory of Jimo.

Song Qinghan knew this old man, he was born in a famous family, he was extremely talented since he was a child, but he didn't love books, he was addicted to medicine all day long, and he was left to fend for himself after several objections from his family. What's more, he has been reading this book again and again recently, it is indeed a strange book, and the art of war is unexpected, and many of them are even unheard of.

Song Qinghan sighed, but this military book was full of clever tricks, and he was dazzled, but he didn't see the essence of it after all. After thinking about it, it wasn't long before dawn, Song Qinghan blew out the candlelight and slept with his clothes.

On the second day, the morning light was faint, Concubine Ji and Song Qinghan looked at each other, and their expressions were a little subtle.

No, to be exact, it was Ji Feiyin's expression that was slightly different. I haven't seen him all night, why is this Song Qinghan's face as black as a pot helmet? Concubine Ji was slandered in her heart.

Yes, Song Qinghan has two big dark circles under his eyes, and his skin is dull, not at all like the handsome young general yesterday, and even, Concubine Ji faintly feels that this is like a little wolf dog drooping her ears, what's the matter? Concubine Ji secretly felt funny.

"Do you have a review when you go back to the martial arts that taught you yesterday?" Song Qinghan looked at Concubine Ji's eyes becoming more and more subtle and revealing a faint smile, and he shuddered in his heart, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth to interrupt the strange silence.

Warm and warm? Concubine Ji was tired and tired yesterday, so she fell asleep as soon as she returned to the camp, how could she go to study?

However, Concubine Ji nodded obediently: "General Hui, I've practiced."

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows: "Then let General Ben take a look."

Concubine Ji's heart jumped: "What a delay this is, let's learn new moves!"

Song Qinghan secretly felt funny when he heard this, seeing that his face was as usual at this time, if it wasn't for the fact that he had nothing to do last night, he went out for a walk, and saw the candle fire in his camp from a distance, and almost believed it.

"It doesn't matter, learning from the past can strengthen memory." Song Qinghan said lightly.

Concubine Ji gritted her teeth, clenched her fists with both hands, formed a lunge as an offensive form, and rushed towards Song Qinghan. Song Qinghan turned his fist into a palm and resisted Ji Feiyin's attack head-on, Concubine Ji was blocked by the attack and wanted to withdraw her fist, but she was shackled by Song Qinghan in the palm of her hand, Song Qinghan's eyes smiled lightly, Concubine Ji raised the corners of her lips for a second because of her chest, her legs fell down suddenly, and a gust of wind swept through, Song Qinghan's face changed, and she hurriedly withdrew her palm.

"You!" Song Qinghan's face stiffened slightly.

Concubine Ji's eyes narrowed and she smiled brightly: "General Song, isn't this what you taught me to attack at vulnerable places?" ”

Song Qinghan's lips twitched slightly, he taught him yes, the most useful way to deal with a man is nothing more than to attack his lower plate, but the kick just now was so sharp and fast, if he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged properly, he would have ...... a long time ago Song Qinghan was a little scared in his heart, he really owed this stinky boy!

"General Song, what do you think I learned yesterday?" Concubine Ji has to make inches, if Song Qinghan sees her unhappy, it will be better to drive her out of the barracks.

"Yes, I did practice." Song Qinghan gently lifted it, regained his calm look, and said, "Then it seems that you can easily learn today's task." ”

Concubine Ji's expression stiffened slightly, and she pulled out a smile: "Presumably, yes." ”

Song Qinghan gave Concubine Ji a trusting look, and began to explain the origin and moves of martial arts in the army, Concubine Ji thought that such a boring thing was unintentionally listened to, but Song Qinghan said it very interestingly, and Concubine Ji was attracted unknowingly.

In the blink of an eye, the twilight is slightly opened, and the sunset is on the west bridge.

"It's getting late, you can go back." Song Qinghan looked at the sky and said to Concubine Ji.

"Yes." Concubine Ji retired because of her surrender.

Song Qinghan raised his hand and called Ji Feiyin: "Come back tomorrow." "

"Yes," Concubine Ji said in a crisp voice.

"Go back, eat more, although it is not yet the year of crowning, it is too thin." Song Qinghan hid a smile in his voice.

"General Xie Song cares." Concubine Ji gritted her teeth.

On the way back, Concubine Ji was thinking heavily while kicking the pebble. What kind of person is this Song Qinghan?

When I first saw him, he was as fierce as a ghost, as if he was about to take his own life.

When he said goodbye, he could feel his dislike, but he still took himself to the archery range to shoot arrows, and when he shot the bull's-eye, he didn't miss the light in his eyes.

Next, he taught himself the moves, although he was not a few years older than himself, Concubine Ji realized his heartfelt care, and because he was worried that he would die on the battlefield, he was even more eager to teach him with all his heart.

Today she tried to show him, he didn't have to be so ruthless, but he was not punished, from the moment he told the martial arts, he seemed to have become another person, that Song Qinghan was no longer cold and arrogant, just a young hero who hid the world in his heart.