Ying Qiong's two military orders instantly changed the atmosphere of the barracks, on this day, he inspected the Xuanzhou barracks, only to see the soldiers' faces gone, and their eyes also had a fine light.

Seeing such a scene, Ying Qiong was very happy in his heart, in this way, morale can be used, so the next thing is Yuejun, what should I do? If you call directly, you will fall into the situation that the boss encountered before, and after thinking about it, there is no good way for a while.

When Ying Qiong turned to Fan Chuan's camp of 5,000 people, he saw that Fan Chuan was pulling a group of soldiers to play something, so he walked towards Fan Chuan.

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Fan Chuan, who was playing happily, didn't notice it at all.

"Come on, come on, how many do you bet?" Fan Chuan held a bowl with two dice in one hand and a small book in the other, playing happily.

"I'll bet five! Big! ”

"I'll bet two! Small! ”

The soldiers in a circle bet one after another, Fan Chuan licked the tip of the pen, wrote down one by one in the small notebook seriously, and then glanced at everyone mysteriously, in the eyes of the soldiers who were nervous and expectant, he raised the broken bowl, covered the mouth of the bowl with one hand, and began to shake it.

At this time, Ying Qiong unconsciously came to everyone, found a gap, and looked at Fan Chuan.

Everyone's eyes were on the broken bowl at the moment, and no one noticed Ying Qiong at all.

Ying Qiong saw that he was gambling, and he was a little angry in his heart, the general of the dignified army actually took the lead in gambling, did Zhao Cheng catch it? Have the Yue people been pacified? After my handsome man is busy here, you are better to gamble leisurely here......

"Come on, come on, look at it, one, two, three, open!" Fan Chuan put down the broken bowl, glanced at everyone with a smile, and then slowly removed the hand covering the bowl.

Everyone was nervous and stretched their necks to see the size.

Ying Qiong couldn't help but be curious, stretched his neck and took a look, only to see three sixes in the bowl, all big.

"Hah! Big! Zhang San you won, Li Er, you lost to Zhang San two, Qi Zhuzi, you lost to Zhang San three...... And hemp seeds...... Three...... Xiao Liu Zi...... A ......" Fan Chuan wrote down his small notebook seriously, while chattering unlistened.

Zhang San, who had won, was very happy, and looked at Fan Chuan beautifully, although he couldn't understand what he wrote.

The ones who lost were a little unwilling and muttered to come back again.

Ying Qiong on the side didn't know why, isn't it gambling money? How can you still do the math? He didn't understand a little, so he sneaked behind Fan Chuan to see what he wrote in that notebook. But he didn't want to just get behind Fan Chuan, Fan Chuan closed the book and picked up the broken bowl again.

"Come on, come on, bet on it, don't miss it when you pass by, there will be no missed such a good opportunity!" Fan Chuan shouted loudly, turning the camp into a large casino.

Ying Qiong was helpless, glanced at Fan Chuan, and continued to watch.

At this time, the soldiers began to buy big and small again, and bet one after another, Ying Qiong couldn't help but be curious, so he simply tried it himself.

"I'll bet ten, buy big!" Ying Qiong said leisurely.

"Yo, big money, big money, come and come, I'll write it down first, what ......is your name" Fan Chuan heard that someone had ten people, but he was happy, there were still such a big people in his camp, and he said, he copied the notebook, and while writing, he turned around and asked the name of the person, but he didn't want to turn around, and saw Ying Qiong looking at him with a gloomy face.

"My name is Ying Qiong." Ying Qiong looked at the stunned Fan Chuan, smiled lightly, and said.

The soldiers were also stunned, at a loss for a while, and they didn't dare to move, and they all looked at Fan Chuan.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone continue, Ben Shuai will also come and play!" Ying Qiong saw that he was instantly cold, and suddenly felt that he was a little too unkind, and it didn't hurt to play in the boring barracks...... So he thought that it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to contact the soldiers.

"Good! Come on, come on, go on, our marshal has bet ten to buy big, is there anything bigger? When Fan Chuan heard that Ying Qiong was going to play, he suddenly came back to life, and he was even more happy, and shouted directly.

"I'll bet five! Great"

"Ten, small!"

The soldiers are excited, and the marshal will actually play with them, which is an incomparable honor, and when I return to my hometown in the future, I have gambled with the marshal of Yangzhou Mansion! What a long face!

For a while, the other soldiers in the battalion also gathered around.

In the sound of the dice rolling, Fan Chuan put down the broken bowl.

Ying Qiong didn't know why, he didn't know what they were gambling on, so he didn't use the other soldiers to be as nervous.

"Ready, one, two, three, open!" Fan Chuan raised his hand with a hula.

Everyone looked at the bowl in unison.

Ying Qiong took a closer look, ha! Four, five, six, big! Actually won!

"Hey, big! You have won! You, lose ten to the marshal, you lose to him five! Fan Chuan said one by one, then opened the notebook and remembered it.

Ying Qiong hurriedly looked away.

I saw such a line written in the notebook: Xuanzhou Army Fan Chuan Battalion A Team Centurion Scar lost to the commander of the ten heads, and it will be delivered after the next battle.

Ying Qiong looked at the book and was surprised, he was actually gambling on people's heads...... He looked at Fan Chuan in disbelief, but saw Fan Chuan smiling at him, turned his head and continued to play with the soldiers, this time, more people joined.

Ying Qiong was stunned for a long time, slowly retreated from the crowd, and when he turned around, he deliberately looked at Fan Chuan's weak appearance. Then, he quietly left Fan Chuan's military camp and went elsewhere.

On the bank of the Red Leaf River, Yingqiong looks at the water from afar, there are countless green mountains, the water is fragrant, and the worries gradually disappear, the wicker dips in the river water, and the breeze stirs the water surface......

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Mansion Marshal!" Shen Yan walked to Ying Qiong's side and saluted.

"What's your name?" Ying Qiong saw that it was the person who was with Wei Jin before, so he asked.

"Xiaguan Shen Yan, the military officer of Xuanzhou, was temporarily transferred to the military counselor of Wu County." Shen Yan smiled bitterly, sure enough, the marshal hadn't even heard of his name.

"Shen Yan, the name is good, if you want to come to the boss, you can transfer you, and it must be something outstanding." Ying Qiong said quietly, secretly, it can't be that the boss has accepted another apprentice, right......

"The lower officials are panicked, to put it presumptuously, it is really that I have no one available in Yangzhou, so I can't use it here." Shen Yan sighed and said, looking at it, there is no one in Yangzhou Mansion and the Governor's Mansion today, unlike Luoyang Mansion, Yingji, Fengdao, Qingfeng, and Yanbeifeng were born...... It can be said that there are many talents.

Ying Qiong was silent for a while, Shen Yan's words spoke to his heart, in Yangzhou now, the only thing he can use is Han Chufei, and the mediocre-looking Shen Yan in front of him, oh yes, there is also the hairy boy who claims to be the old boss and the apprentice......

"How's the boss?" Ying Qiong changed his words and asked.

"I'm asleep, and the lower official has already instructed my subordinates to take care of it." Shen Yan replied.

"That's good." Ying Qiong's face was solemn, a little melancholy, and an inexplicable fear suddenly lingered in his heart, what are you afraid of? I'm afraid that Wei Jin will also leave him......

"The autumn harvest is coming soon, and the Yue people can not harvest the crops, but does Gongzi want to watch the treeless and fertile fields on the other side being wasted?" Shen Yan looked at the yellowing He Xiao, and tactfully reminded Ying Qiong that time was pressed and he couldn't hesitate anymore.

"What a military officer, thinking about food all the time, hahaha......" Ying Qiong couldn't help but feel funny and said with a smile.

"Fu Shuai, Xia Guan means ......"

"I know, you mean to say that the Yue people will wait for our autumn harvest."

"Exactly!"

"It's okay, it's our chance, isn't it?"