The warm sun in early spring is the most joyful, and Concubine Ji in the tent was sleeping sweetly, when a rough voice interrupted her sleep.

"Little Brother Mo, it's not too early, the brothers have gone out to train, you go to General Song!" Liu Yu said uncomfortably while putting on his armor.

"Okay, I got it." Concubine Ji muttered because she retracted into the quilt.

Liu Yu looked at Ji Feiyin who was lying on the bed, sighed, and finally ruthlessly stepped forward and pulled away Ji Feiyin's quilt and threw it aside.

"It's time to get up, you can't let General Song wait for you!" Liu Yu spoke earnestly.

Concubine Ji struggled to get up from the bed, her hair was messy, and her expression was confused: "Okay, Brother Liu, don't worry." ”

Looking at Ji Feiyin, who finally got up, Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I'll go to training." After speaking, he straightened his clothes and walked out of the tent.

Concubine Ji rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes and sighed silently: The bed in this barracks is really warm! After a while, Concubine Ji got up from the bed slowly, got dressed unhurriedly, opened the tent curtain, and there was a spring outside the tent, and the willow branches on the edge of the barracks were still stained with some catkins, white velvet, which was very cute.

Concubine Ji walked slowly towards the main tent, and saw a lot of soldiers training seriously along the way, and they were heroic, which showed that Song Qinghan managed it very well. However, she didn't believe that Song Qinghan really wanted to promote her, as long as she was a clear-eyed person, looking at her bones, she also knew that no matter how much she trained, she couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy, and she would charge into battle, right?! I'm afraid that Song Qinghan just wants to tease her!

Thinking like this, Concubine Ji walked more leisurely, looking here and there all the way, and swayed for a long time before she arrived in front of the tent.

In the main tent, Song Qinghan held a military book in his hand, looked at it for a while but did not turn it, he raised his eyes from time to time to look at the tent curtain, and his expression was unpredictable.

"General Song, the ink book has arrived." The guards at the gate reported.

Song Qinghan's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Enter." "I'm coming in the afternoon, let's see what time it is? Come back later, it's getting dark?! What kind of training!

Concubine Ji opened the camp curtain and opened her mouth and said: "General Song is really good to Moshu, and he personally brings Moshu training, he is really a good general who is rare in the ages!" ”

This sentence directly blocked Song Qinghan's back road, I just praised you for being a good general, so naturally I won't get angry because I'm late, right?

The corners of Song Qinghan's mouth twitched, and he just wanted to open his mouth to reprimand him, but found that he couldn't speak.

"Since you're here, come with me to the training camp." Song Qinghan put down the military book in his hand and said lightly.

He found that this ink book is really capable, since he was thrown into the river that day, this mouth is getting more and more tricky day by day, he feels that he has been depressed more and more recently, and if this continues, he suspects that he is not far from being angry and injured.

Concubine Ji nodded flatteringly and hurriedly followed Song Qinghan. When Song Qinghan strode out of the tent door, Concubine Ji ran in front of him to open the tent curtain for him, smiling like a dog-legged eunuch in the palace.

Song Qinghan looked at Concubine Ji's flattering face, and felt slightly uncomfortable in his heart, but he still didn't say anything and walked out of the tent door calmly. He was worried that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be "praised" again the next moment.

Concubine Ji sneered in her heart, since you are deliberately asking me for trouble, then don't think about it.

Song Qinghan walked very fast, and Concubine Ji followed with her steps. There are not many scenery outside the camp, and the sight is full of green willow branches and grass, and the gentle spring breeze in March, which brings a trace of spring breath to people but is very different.

Walking to the training ground, the soldiers in the army were training at their respective venues, and when they saw Song Qinghan coming, no one stepped forward, only concentrating on the training task at hand.

Song Qinghan walked straight to the shooting range, chose a bow and arrow, turned around and said, "You are very bad at archery, so start shooting." After that, he handed the bow and arrow to Ji Feiyin.

"Hold the bow in your left hand, hook the string with your right hand, face the target surface, look straight ahead, the bow is perpendicular to the ground, the arrow should be horizontal and connected to the forearm of the bow arm in a straight line, the shoulders will naturally sink down, adjust the breathing, and the crosshair will be aimed at a fixed position above the vertical line of the yellow heart or yellow heart." The tone is light but firm.

Concubine Ji wanted to try it casually, but listening to Song Qinghan's serious and serious voice, her heart moved, and she couldn't help but correct her attitude and constantly adjust her posture according to his guidance.

"Yes, the posture is standard." Song Qinghan was a little surprised.

He had heard that this ink book had been learning shooting for half a month, and he still shot in a mess, so he thought that this person must have no talent for martial arts, so he would be like this, today he just mentioned a few words superficially, and the posture and movements were in place, not to mention, seeing that there was still a trace of ruthlessness in her eyebrows, but it was really what a qualified soldier should have, Song Qinghan couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Aim for the bull's-eye, charge up your shoulders and arms, and believe that you will hit with one hit." Song Qinghan's tone was calm and powerful.

Concubine Ji did as she was told, her left eye was closed, her right eye was slightly open, she looked at the bull's-eye, and let go with a "whoosh", and the arrow flew out quickly and landed firmly on the target.

Song Qinghan narrowed his eyes: "Seven rings, it's okay." The heart is overturned, this is really the ink book that couldn't even pull the bow before?!

Concubine Ji was praised and didn't see any joy, Song Qinghan was a little strange, when did her praise be so unpleasant? However, he ignored that the man in front of him was never like his soldiers, nor did he take his words as a guide, and even played tricks on him again and again.

Song Qinghan was about to speak, wanting Concubine Ji to rest for a while, so as not to faint from the sun, but saw that Concubine Ji quickly pulled out another arrow feather from the arrow box, pulled her bow and arrow, and was eager to try.

"Hey." As soon as Song Qinghan spoke, Concubine Ji couldn't wait, and pulled out the longbow with subtlety and strength, Song Qinghan only heard a "whoosh" arrow feather piercing the sky, and an arrow landed on the target quickly.

Unbiasedly, it is where the central red dot is.

Song Qinghan stopped breathing, blinked his eyes, and then looked at the arrow target, it was really ten rings! Although he shot the Ten Rings for the first time, it was the result of reading several military books. He didn't believe he would delve into the book of war.

Song Qinghan clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his mouth and coughed: "I can see that you are very talented." After a pause, he said solemnly, "Follow me to the fighting ring." Ruo Moshu is really a good seedling, but he was ignored because of his thin body, it was a loss to the Jimo Dynasty, and he couldn't control other military camps, but he decided not to allow this situation to appear in his own camp!

Concubine Ji looked at the bow and arrow in her hand and was reluctant. Song Qinghan smiled: "What, do you still want to try?"

Concubine Ji was round because of her big eyes, and nodded vigorously.

Okay, I have a request for myself at this time, just look cute, Song Qinghan couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, he thought about it, and said: "Take you to each training camp first, and then go back here after reading it."

Concubine Ji's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she immediately put down the bow and arrow in her hand.

Song Qinghan showed a rare smile that was almost invisible and walked forward. Concubine Ji was busy raising her legs to keep up.