Lin Yiqing came to a table, took out a reframed painting from it, and handed it to Pan Qingxian.

Pan Qingxian curiously took the painting and opened it, and found that it was actually a peony painted by herself.

Pan Qingxian's heart was shocked, she never expected that Lin Yiqing would buy her own painting (of course she wouldn't know that Lin Yiqing actually got this painting from Qu Feipeng).

"You don't always have to call me an angel of the kingdom, you can call me Hanpeng." Lin Yiqing looked at her steadily, "I respect your grandfather Pan Qingjian's character, respect your talent and appearance, I can also call your name, we can treat each other as equals." ”

Hearing Lin Yiqing mention the name of his grandfather Pan Qingjian, Pan Qingxian's heart set off a turmoil, and the hand holding the painting trembled slightly.

"I heard...... Angel...... No, Hanpeng went to worship my grandfather? ……”

"Phan Thanh Kyen is the first person in Vietnam to open his eyes to the world, loyal to the country, diligent in government and love for the people, I have always been respected." Lin Yiqing said, sat down in front of the sand table, and left Pan Qingxian with a back.

"But my grandfather ...... is still burdened with stigma...... "When she thought of the charges imposed on her grandfather by the Emperor of Virtue, Pan Qingxian's heart was like a knife.

"yes. A generation of upright and loyal ministers ended up like this, which is heart-wrenching to think about. Lin Yiqing sighed.

"Hanpeng...... Would you like to wash away the stigma of my grandfather? Pan Qingxian asked in a trembling voice.

Lin Yiqing heard the hope in her words, and immediately understood why she appeared here.

"Of course."

Pan Qingxian looked at Lin Yiqing's back, and her eyes gradually blurred with tears.

"Captain Javier, I ask the 'Admiral Dubelay' to be kept on combat readiness. Ready to go into battle. Sitting on the hospital bed, Lone said to Captain Javier, who had come to visit him.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured. As long as you give the order. The 'Admiral Dubele' will immediately launch a devastating attack on the enemy. Admiral Havel was overjoyed to see that Guba was able to sit up from his bed and give him orders.

Now, he no longer worries about the medicine Lin Yiqing gave to Guba and the exquisite Qianguo-style food that he sent to Guba every day.

"Inform General Miller that he should further reorganize the Tokyo Expeditionary Force, replenish the soldiers lost in previous battles, and step up training." Guba said to one of the attendant officers.

"Yes, General." The officer replied.

"Is there any new movement in the Qianguo Navy?" Gu Ba turned to his old subordinate, Major General Lisby, and asked.

"Our people are constantly watching their every move." Major General Lisby said. "Other than that, there are no special activities on the four torpedo boats of the Qianguo Navy that have been conducting lightning strike training, their cruisers taking turns cruising at sea to escort passing merchant ships, and their high-speed notification ships coming to port regularly."

"Let the torpedo boats of the 'Kolbe' (that is, the torpedo boat carrier) also be trained in this regard." "Continue to monitor them closely, and report to me any new movements." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"That's right. You also need to inform General Miller and ask him to restore the strength of the Zuaf Corps as soon as possible. ”

"General Millet is already doing this. Your Excellency, General. He had already begun to introduce the system of the Zuaf Corps among the Vietnamese, establishing the Zuaf Corps of the Vietnamese. ”

"I have read Major Chewarier's report on the low state of combat effectiveness of the Vietnamese mercenaries, and the combat effectiveness of the Vietnamese makes it impossible for us to trust."

"General Miller is training them rigorously, and it will be very effective for a while."

Risby told Gupat that in order to train the Vietnamese "Zuaf soldiers", Mile had set up a barracks in a small town northwest of Hue City. The barracks had the odd name "Camp of Moses." The name comes from the Bible? Old testament? Exodus", taking a line from it: "He who is destined to die will die, and he who is destined to live will live." (Life and death are predestined, that is, the common saying in Middle-earth: life and death are fate, and wealth is in heaven.) ）

Most of the Vietnamese mercenaries came to the "Moses" barracks. After a few weeks of training, more than half of them were eliminated one after another, and the rest were trained as elite soldiers, so that these soldiers would "dare to go up the mountain of swords and dare to break through the sea of fire".

"We made it clear to the newcomer at the beginning that he was insignificant, that he was zero." On one occasion, the commander of the "Moses' Battalion", Major Berger, who had fought valiantly in Hanoi City, openly told reporters, "Then we will turn him into the new soldier we need." We deliberately bring our soldiers to the point where they are physically exhausted and mentally stressed. In this way, most people collapsed. But there is still the essence left, that is, those who can be elite. In fact, they are becoming elite. ”

The specifics of such training are also spoken about in a number of foreign newspapers and military journals and magazines. Everything started with the strengthening of the physical load, but only one-sixth of the ration of the average soldier.

Then came the more serious "test". Each "Vietnamese Zuaf" soldier was given a rifle, 20 rounds of ammunition, a matchbox containing only one match, and a raw egg. Horse-drawn carts are used to pull them into the tropical jungle, where predators and poisonous snakes frequent. After a day and night, the "Vietnamese Zuaf" soldiers had to arrive at the designated place, light a bonfire, and boil eggs. The chief and the inspectors came to the designated area for inspection. The man who was blown out by the wind or doused by the tropical rain could no longer be called a "Zuaf soldier". There are also those who are not at the location at all, and no one will look for them, and nature will implement natural elimination.

Then teach them not to make a fire with matches; Knock stones to make fire, eat rodents, snakes, monkey meat, and drink stagnant water from the bones of animals that died a long time ago. Let them develop the habit of cruelty and boundless loyalty to their own protector and only master, the French.

Hearing Lisby's report, Lone was relieved.

Now he is just waiting for the day when the negotiations will really come.

Zhu Xueyan sat on a bluestone and looked at the pharmacy across the road, and there was a deep darkness inside the gate, like a leisurely shade scattered around his feet, especially in such weather. It was still noon. The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart. It seems to be a quiet abyss, or a translucent ice cellar, if you like it, it is not false to say that it is your heart, so when Zhu Xueyan finally saw a figure move, her nervous gaze failed to break her unfazed wandering mentality, and there was nothing strange in it.

Ants crawl on the ground. This strange knife called "Steel Eagle" that Lin Yiqing gave her can cut any one of them in half, this is just a hypothesis, whether it is so delicate or not, Zhu Xueyan has never tried it. The knife is like a long axe (Tops?). On one side is the edge of the knife that can be broken, and the back of the knife on the other side is wide and thick, and the knife is five and a half feet long. Of course, it is possible to cut a bear to pieces. The characteristic of this knife is that it can swim between skin and bone, obediently find a long longitudinal line, quickly cut it or expand it in the struggle of wrestling, and derive a new knife path, in short, the front and back are coherent. It can be done in the blink of an eye.

Dong Wu behind the counter was beating on the abacus, his fingering was quite unskilled, Su Yue's body was vertical, and he slid in front of Dong Wu, his cold jade-like fingers cut into Dong Wu's unmoving fingers, and a series of clear sounds sounded like raindrops for a while, jumping out of the door of the pharmacy, brushing across the dry and hard road, and reaching Zhu Xueyan's ears.

"Why are you so stupid? If you don't understand this account today, you'd better not eat. ”

Dong Wu stared at the open account book for a long time, his eyes were closed, the sweat on his head doubled, the green tendons on his head were swollen, Su Yue raised his legs and slid down the counter, Dong Wu squinted his eyes in the direction of the wind, and there was a coherent knocking sound on his hand.

"How?" The two looked at each other, Dong Wu was relieved, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, go ahead."

Dong Wu turned his eyes to look at the next line of the account book, and immediately closed his eyes and secretly familiarized himself with the numbers.

Su Yue thought, this is the way of "white paper fan", Dong Jinlong, a giant in the Vietnamese business community, will the next generation be a white paper fan? The more she thought about it, the more interesting she felt, and Dong Wu's abacus sounded twice in one breath. Immediately afterwards, Dong Wu opened the account book and went to scan the next page. Her gaze also followed closely, and while Dong Wu remembered all the numbers on this page, she only saw half of them. When Dong Wu's fingers hit the abacus, she began to be unable to concentrate on her thoughts. It's not surprising that she likes to play while watching, and to read the ledger while calculating the calculus. But Dong Wu is completely different from her. Dong Wu's calculations have always been fine, but she can't confirm them for him, and Su Yue can't keep up with his speed!

Dong Wu's hand was raised, and the account book turned to the next page, his face was now full of confidence, so it seemed that he would not have any more problems!

The numbers on this page were dense, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly grabbed Dong Wu's raised left hand, Dong Wu raised his head to meet her, Xue Liang's eyes were full of impact, she let go of her hand and said, "What is one plus one?" ”

Dong Wu pinched his left wrist, and a thin circle of red had already appeared on it, "Two!" ”

"What about three plus two?"

"Five!" Dong Wu said unequivocally with five fingers on his left hand.

"What about three plus seven?"

"Ten!"

"Do you know how to add or subtract anything below ten?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, let's go!"

"Hey, I'm not done yet!"

"No, you don't need an abacus at all!"

The abacus on the counter tumbled and fell off the edge of the table.

Zhu Xueyan watched the two of them walk out of the door of the pharmacy, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, Su Yue gave her a look, indicating that everything was going well!

A cart and horses are slowly moving in the middle of the road, the goods on the car are piled up, tied solidly with a large tarpaulin, there is a big man walking opposite each other on the left side of the front, this big man is a Wu Ben in the forbidden army guarding the palace city of Vietnam, in fact, he is also a Qianguo person, he is wearing a silk robe, the size of the ornaments flashes sporadically, the left hand holds the handle of an iron axe, the cloak behind the shoulder is relatively thicker, like a thick waterfall over the triangular shoulders, and the firm wings of the armor, flowing down a distance of several feet, and abruptly stopped at the heel. The heat of Hue was by no means suitable for him, and he walked profusely, and moss-like sweat stains that had hidden all over his body alternated as he swayed as he walked. The scorching sun pierced through the thin silk, and the dark armor on the big man's body became more and more scorching, and sweat flowed out of the cracks in the stone like a stream. Flowing through his well-developed thighs. Punched his calves into a mess. The dull dust, dried salt, and scarlet complexion rendered his feet like bloody wounds.

Wu Ben raised his head with difficulty, sighed towards the sky, his voice was low, and at this time, a cool sea breeze blew, Wu Ben's heart was refreshed, and the tip of his nose seemed to feel the impact of a long-lost blizzard. So he took a deep breath, opened his eyes, ended his deep intoxication, and looked routinely in the direction of the coachman of the carriage in front of him.

The coachman took a look. Obediently bowing his head, holding his felt hat high above his head, his arms lowered, and contemplating the rolling stone path, he spread his equally dirty legs, covered in mud, and let them feel the moisture of a little edge of the wind.

The carriage slowed down, waiting for Wu Ben's next move.

Wu Ben walked past the front of the cart, looked down at the four tired horses pulling the cart, looked at the respectful old man, and even noticed the eyes under the felt hat that slid to the back of the car.

Wu Ben's hand slid over the scorching tarpaulin. Turning around, he turned the green dragon tattoo on his right arm in the direction of Zhu Xueyan.

"Is business good?" Wu Ben asked.

The driver's felt hat turned in the direction from which the voice came. "Fortunately, I bought cheaply and sold expensively, and I really made a small fortune, but this trip was too reckless, and the plan was not thorough, and I was calculated by the bandits......"

"Haha, isn't that going to be a rags-to-riches?"

"It's not so easy for me to calculate, but fortunately, I met a caravan before, and hurriedly closed a lightning deal, both sides took what they needed, the most important thing was water, I saved half of them, and later, the bandits came to calculate us, and they didn't get any cheap."

"Inevitably, there will be a battle."

"Almost, we didn't lose, but everyone paid a fee, including me. We all tried our best to save fighting, and the bandits ran out of ammunition and food first, but there was no way, and they couldn't get support, and we didn't want to fight, because our war expenses were our blood and sweat, and even if we won them, we still had nothing to lose. ”

"Bandits, they all deserve to die!"

As soon as Wu Ben got into the carriage with his arm, the driver's seat tilted away with a slight shake.

"What's in the car?"

The driver put on a felt hat, "Nothing else, a cart of watermelons......" The four horses pulling the cart could not bear the swaying of the wheels, and slipped under their feet together, making a neighing sound.

"I said, don't try it like this, it's better to open it and check it, I'm too old to eat, let me get out of the car first...... Get me off! ”

Wu Ben hesitated slightly, and the driver fell out of his seat and lay on the ground, his felt hat rolled aside, and sprinkled his hair on the stone floor.

Wu Ben lifted off the tarpaulin, and found a cart of melons and fruits flying all over the sky, the broken melon pulp stirred up a cool piece on the ground, washing away the heat, and the car gang was hit by Wu Ben's heavy foot, making a long cracking sound, melons and fruits and boxes of wine flowed out along the open gap, covering most of the road wide.

The carriage of the four horses pulling the cart was tumbling on the wheels, two of them had their front legs slightly raised, and the mane on their heads was scattered.

He destroyed it with impunity, as if enjoying a berry bath, and cursed with pleasure, and once lifted a barrel high and crushed it in the air, intoxicated by the head-to-toe nourishment of the wine, after which he let out a mighty cry, and crossed the "shallow river" and strode away.

The old man who was driving the car turned out to be surnamed Zhou, and after the accident, Su Yue immediately called for people to arrange for the frightened horses and clean up the bad road outside the medicine store. In the hot weather, sitting in the pharmacy still smelling the cool smell of melons and fruits, Lao Zhoutou's complexion was not bad, and he picked two watermelons and broke them into the pharmacy, but he seemed to be relieved, and he did not hide it at all in the shade of the pharmacy.

"What a good watermelon, what a pity to throw it away." Zhou Lao said while eating a piece of watermelon. Zhu Xueyan also picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, not so much because of etiquette, but out of impulse, "It's delicious, it's delicious." When the melon pulp broke between his teeth and overflowed in his mouth, he realized that the watermelon had to be eaten like this, and the neat knife would only cut off the original taste of the watermelon, and before the juice was released, it had already slipped into the stomach, and it would shake three times and turn into a burp bursting out!

Su Yue picked up a piece, took a sip, and squinted at Dong Wu on the side, Dong Wu's teeth had already gnawed on the melon bed, he only swallowed up all the melons in just three bites, and at this time, half of his face was covered with glistening juice and small particles, and his face was extremely red.

Zhou Lao praised, "He is worthy of being Dong Jinlong's son, and he has the strength to do everything!" ”

Zhu Xueyan said with a smile, "Yes, how many people have high hopes for him now, Old Zhou, he has a lot of potential, if he hadn't shown his hand this morning, where would we know?" It's just that, Dong Wu, your father doesn't seem to have taken you seriously, and your potential is still untapped. Learn from Sister Su Yue well, in this way, you will be able to produce faster. ”

"He's really talented, but he may not be able to use it at the moment, I just hope that he can do everything with the strength he has now." Su Yue said, with a faint noncommittal attitude in her tone.

Dong Wu wiped the corners of his mouth, reached out to get the second melon, and didn't answer a word.

"Hey, Old Zhou, the bandits who robbed you, tell me about them." Zhu Xueyan said.

"Although our goods are also valuable, they are still dwarfed by them, which is a good reason for them to rob us. You know, these things are common on the mountain roads of Beiqi. Zhou Lao said, Zhu Xueyan nodded. (To be continued.) )

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