An hour later, Xiangling successfully sat in Yang Jingshu's personal barracks, and what was even more terrifying was that she lived in a room with Yang Jingshu's first guard of the "Showa Four Guards", who was in charge of military discipline---- was good at making the whip Jingwan.

Jiang and Xiao Lianlian were in a room at the back.

As the camp gate behind her closed, Xiangling suddenly felt a deep sense of uneasiness, she maybe, maybe, probably be fooled.

That night, Xiangling's uneasiness was confirmed, because Jingwan's "comrade-in-arms", who weighed nearly one hundred and sixty pounds, gave her a dark red military uniform, and said with a cold face: "When you enter the pro-military camp, you have to abide by the rules of the pro-military camp, and in the future, you will be treated equally with other pro-soldiers." ”

As soon as the sky was bright, the horn sounded, and Xiangling was picked up from the bed by Jingwan's comrades-in-arms with big black circles, and tied lead bags with a group of female soldiers, ran obstacles, fight, and archery......

In addition to archery, Xiangling's other projects are all at the bottom, and Jingwan told her with a solemn face that the pro-military camp implements the last punishment system, and the last one hangs the whip for half an hour, fires the whip 500 times, and turns 500 times......

Before the punishment, Xiang Lingsheng stared at Jingwan for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Jingwan, why did your father name you Jingwan?" "It's more appropriate to call the exterminator, right?

When Xiangling returned to the camp after accepting the punishment, she found that there was an extra porcelain bottle of ointment on the table.

The next night, there was an extra packet of caramel sugar;

On the third night, there was an extra gauze lamp---- the one she inscribed.

Xiangling picked up the yarn lamp and saw that behind the poem of each of her titles, her name was clearly signed, but it was not "Yang Qingyue", but "Ling Qingyue".

Xiangling asked Jingwan suspiciously: "Jingwan, isn't Yang Bei's surname Yang, but Ling?" ”

Jing Wan had already seen the inscription on the yarn lamp, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "You will know sooner or later." Yang prepared for the Ling family, an ancestor who had been named a king with a different surname in successive dynasties, and was stationed in Lingyang County and Xiliang County. Later, Long Live Lord implemented the change of army defense, the withdrawal of counties and the establishment of states, etc., before the death of King Ling, the fief was less than 100 miles, and the personal soldiers were less than 20,000; In his father Lingyun's generation, he only got the rank of fourth-rank general before Xunguo, and he had no fiefdom. ”

Xiangling was shocked, she always thought that Yang Qingyue's inheritance of the rank of Sipin General was already strong enough, it turned out that her grandparents were so good, they had been kings with different surnames, and they had been stationed in two counties.

Xiangling once watched "The Geographical System of Daqi", and the counties in the past were much larger than the current states, one top ten, two top twenty.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the emperor was jealous of the Ling family, gradually dispersed power, and finally collapsed.

Jing Wan sighed and continued: "Ten years ago, when the top ten hereditary generals were posthumously confined, there was no Ling family, but when the first assistant of the dynasty, Yun Mu Baili, overrode public opinion, let the only heir of the Ling family temporarily remember the name of General Yang, and then attack the rank of general in the year of the weak crown, and restore the surname Ling. ”

Xiangling suddenly felt very sorry for Yang Qingyue, in the past ten years, she has even been deprived of her surname, she must be very humble in her heart, right?

Therefore, I am afraid of introducing the attention of the upper class, and I am always cautious in doing things;

Therefore, it is obviously the first place in the martial arts hall, but he only does this kind of job that does not make meritorious contributions.

is such a Yang Qingyue, who strives to reduce her sense of existence, and has come out many times for herself.

Xiangling stood up and said to Jingwan, "I'll go out for a while." ”

Jingwan thought that Xiangling was uncomfortable, so she didn't stop it.

Xiangling walked around the training ground, lying motionless behind a bush under the wall.

After a long time, there was a low sound of breathing from the tree, and the brothers of the two pioneer battalions stationed on the tree fell asleep, so Xiangling put the rope on the tree, gently climbed the wall, and walked in the direction of the preparatory battalion.

I touched the preparatory camp, found the bat wing house, and listened carefully to the sound, but there was no movement inside.

Xiangling entered the house and sat at the table waiting for Yang Qingyue to come back.

I was very tired from training during the day, and after waiting and waiting, Xiangling's eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep on the table.

When it was almost the third watch, Yang Qingyue finally came back, and Yang Qingyue was startled when she saw the little man lying on the table by the light of the torches illuminated outside the camp.

Why did the little girl run out of the pro-military camp? Isn't Jingshu's training too harsh, and she feels wronged?

Yang Qingyue had mixed feelings.

That is, I am worried that if Jingshu is allowed to train like this, Xiangling will practice and endure hardships;

I'm afraid that I won't train anymore, in case I'm not around, Xiangling has no ability to protect myself.

The heart is mixed with five flavors, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

In the end, the only thing that could be done was to spread out Xiangling's small palm and carefully apply the cold silk ointment.

Xiangling was sleeping soundly, when she suddenly felt a chill in her palms, and sat up with a stir.

Seeing that it was Yang Qingyue who was medicating her palm, she was stunned for a moment, and then honestly spread out her palm and let Yang Qingyue continue to take medicine.

Yang Qingyue asked worriedly, "Xiangling, is Jingshu bullying you again?" I'll go find her, let's stop practicing, I'll help you train a few capable soldiers to protect you. ”

Xiangling squeezed out a smile and said, "No matter how well you protect yourself, it's better to protect yourself." She was well trained, and treated her own soldiers equally. What they can do, I can do! In less than half a month, I promise to become the first place in the Showa training class just like you became the first place in the martial arts hall. ”

The mentality of the little girl's training is very good, and Yang Qingyue's hanging heart finally let go.

Yang Qingyue said softly: "You came to wait for me so late, is there something wrong?" ”

Xiangling looked straight at Yang Qingyue's eyes, and asked solemnly, word by word: "You like me, right?" ”

Yang Qingyue was stunned, but she didn't expect Xiangling to come over at night and ask herself this question.

Yang Qingyue didn't say anything for a long time, and Xiangling asked impatiently: "Is it or not, it's a big man, grinding and chattering." ”

Yang Qingyue was so agitated by Xiangling, she lowered her head seriously, but when the words came to her mouth, she changed her words: "I, my real surname is Ling ......"

Xiangling interrupted Yang Qingyue's words and said, "I know all about your family's situation. ”

Yang Qingyue asked cautiously, "Are you afraid?" ”

Chu Xiangling pursed her lips and said, "What are you afraid of?" I'm afraid you have a grandfather who has been a prince? Or are you afraid that you have a powerful Shoufu as a backer? I just want you to be you, and as for who you are, I don't care. ”

Chu Xiangling has always been smart, so she naturally knows what she will experience in the future.

That yarn lamp can be said to be intentionally kept by Yang Qingyue, he wants to give Xiangling a chance to retreat.

What Yang Qingyue didn't expect was that Xiangling was not only not scared away by the "Ling" surname that Long Live Ye hated, but also came to him to "ask the teacher for guilt".

Yang Qingyue finally let go of the worries in her heart and said in a deep voice: "Wait for my aunt, uncle, father-in-law, and mother-in-law...... After agreeing, I went to the door to ask for relatives. ”

Xiangling was in a bad mood suddenly, the two were happy, the two were happy, what they were talking about was that two people liked each other and looked together, Yang Qingyue was good, she was completely a mother's treasure man, and she pulled out a bunch of characters that she had never seen and heard of, so it was better to say that she didn't like herself.