“…… Pretty much. ”

"Okay," Gong Cao brought over a roll of bamboo slips, "copy this roll of bamboo slips, and ask me about the words you don't know." ”

Although the attitude is average, since the school is free, it is not picky. After all, there is no harm in learning a little "Book of Songs" to cultivate sentiment and improve temperament, right?

She opened the bamboo slip with some anticipation, and saw that it probably read something like this:

[Battalion X Wu Halberd Soldier Zhao Dagou, Chinese New Year's Eve, from Zhongyang County, Xihe County, home address xxxxxxx, family has father, mother, brother, sister-in-law, wife, and a son, seven feet five inches long, and a birthmark under the left rib......]

"What is this?" She was a little sluggish and didn't react, "Did Gong Cao take it wrong?" ”

Gong Cao had already turned back to his case, and he didn't look up when he heard this, "That's right, the general just wants you to copy this." ”

“…… If you don't learn the Book of Songs, why do you learn this? ”

Gong Cao raised his head, his eyebrows furrowed together, and his small eyes widened, "Then what are you doing studying the Book of Songs?" ”

【…… Can I take a beating with this? She asked quietly.

Blackblade replied disdainfully.

…… Pick up the small wooden board with the left hand to practice writing, lift the bald brush with the right hand, tremble, and write a few words on it.

…… Although the words are a little ugly, but I can see them clearly, it's okay.

She sat under a pile of bamboo slips, occasionally shooting a passing insect to death, occasionally kicking away a foraging mouse, and occasionally asking Gong Cao a rare word or two that he didn't know.

In the normal way of learning Chinese, it is possible to guess the meaning of the word through the context, but learning Chinese through the name of the person leaves no room for speculation.

Because you can have any name! She herself is an example of this! After copying for two hours, the whole person began to fall into a state of rage, and the salted fish was already confused - what kind of neurosis would use this method to learn words?!

This question was answered in the afternoon when Gao Shun finished his camp and came to Gongcao's tent to take a look at her.

"Why do you want to learn words?" Gao Shun asked her this.

“…… Because the villain wants to learn the art of war? ”

"What is the use of learning the art of war?"

“…… Protecting the Neighborhood? ”

Gao Shun stared at her silently, seeing that she was a little uncomfortable.

“…… What's wrong with the villain's answer? ”

"You learn the art of war," Gao Shun said, "so that you can use it to fight a war one day." ”

…… It was her mind that jumped a little, she admitted.

"Not only do you have to recognize these names and write them, but you also have to memorize them and remember the names of each and every one of them."

Gao Shun beckoned to her and asked her to come out of the tent with him.

The setting sun shrouded the barracks, and the soldiers were happily lining up to prepare for dinner after a day's drills.

"I ask you, if you were one of them, what kind of general would you fight for?" Gao Shun asked coldly and solemnly, "Is it a general who recognizes your name and remembers your hometown, and when you return from fighting the enemy, you will also ask if there are any letters from your old mother, wife and children in your family, how are they recently, or a general who doesn't know your hometown, doesn't care about the life or death of your wife and children, and doesn't even care about your name?" ”

From a distance, the camp was full of fireworks, some people were satisfied with today's dinner, some people took out the bacon they bought from outside as a meal, some people paid money to buy a little, and some cheekily wanted to rub a piece.

Of course, soldiers are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which are also so vivid.

She watched in silence for a moment, then felt a little hungry.

"The villain wrote it down...... "She thought about it and was a little unwilling, she had to find something cheap to come back, "General, do you care about the rice?" ”

…… Gao Shun actually thought about it for a moment.

Then he nodded, "Rice." ”

But when her flowery smile had not fully bloomed, Gao Shun finished the second half of the sentence.

"You eat with the soldiers."

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…… Although she is a miscellaneous servant thrown by Lu Bu, she is also a miscellaneous servant who enjoys the treatment of 200 stones from the director of the county public security bureau, and she just eats a big pot of rice, she is not a picky eater, and it is okay to eat salt beans with corn and rice, but why should she eat among the soldiers, or rob them of food!

Ten people were in a group, she was led by the herald, walked into the middle of the soldiers, everyone turned their heads to each other, whispered, pointed, hundreds of people came to watch her, this feeling was so embarrassing that I wanted to cry.

"Which gang do you want to eat with?"

"Shall I stop eating?" She asked timidly.

"The general has an order, if you want to eat it, you will eat it," the herald said with the same face as the teaching director, "You don't pick it yourself, do you?" Zhao Dagou! You guys give up a spot! ”

…… She really has a connection to the name.

This group of professional soldiers usually consumes a lot of calories, and the food is less oil and water, so they eat a lot of food, and ten people can't fill their stomachs with a pot of rice.

【…… This has nothing to do with my dog aura, right? 】

[Indeed, I don't think it's okay too. Black Blade comforted her more fairly, [But in fact, there is no point in you dwelling on this. 】

The captain didn't know where to turn out a wooden bowl and a wooden spoon, and stuffed it into her hand with a calm face, and she trembled and put the spoon into the pot, and when she was about to cook, the herald who had not left spoke again.

"Private fights are forbidden in the camp, but this Lu Langjun was sent by General Lu to practice martial arts with you!" He raised his voice and shouted, "No matter which group Lu Langjun eats in, the soldiers of this group can come forward to challenge!" But only solo fights are allowed, not group fights! ”

…………………… She looked at the rice bowl in her hand and put it down in despair.

"Let's fight first, and then eat," she said, "so that you don't have to get your food dirty." ”

So Zhao Dagou, who was seven feet five inches, had a birthmark under his left rib, and had a wife and children at home, stood up with kindness and snorted coldly, "You are self-aware, and you know that no matter how much you eat, you will vomit it out when you are beaten." ”

…… Oh, she made a note of it.

Looking at the warm-up action of this soldier stretching his legs and stretching his waist, and then looking at the more and more onlookers around her who came to watch the excitement with their rice bowls, she thought about it for a while, and unloaded the strips of cloth wrapped around her arms one by one.

Someone in the crowd asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm wearing a pair of gloves," she said, "I'm afraid I'm going to hurt him." ”

The crowd was frantically whispering, exchanging ears, and pointing.

"Lu Langjun, although you beat the soldiers in the first three rows today, they are new recruits after all, and the general never lets them take the lead when facing the enemy, I'm afraid you don't have any merit!"

…… This, she did find.

But she now has more important things to do, and she doesn't want to delay it.

"Hurry," she said, "I'm hungry." ”

Zhao Dagou's fist swung over with great strength!

She dodged sideways, stretched out her right foot, and kicked it! The onlookers exclaimed!

"Okay," she looked at Zhao Dagou, who was being helped up by his fellow soldiers, "next." ”

Exercising before meals didn't take a lot of time, but it seriously affected her mood.

Because the rice pot has a lid, her bowl does not.

By the time the ten soldiers had been beaten up by her, and everyone had sat down to eat again, her cutlery looked like antiques that had been dug up with the Code of Hammurabi.

"How can you eat this," she said, "is there any water here?" ”

The soldiers with more or less colorful faces looked at her unkindly, as if no one wanted to speak, and finally the gang leader Zhao Dagou dutifully replied.

"Aren't you just rubbing it yourself?"

“…… Rub? ”

So Zhao Dagou wiped his bowl with the placket of his lower shirt, which was no longer colorable.

Then I stuffed the wooden spoon under my armpit that was already sweaty after a day of exercise, and rubbed it.

…… She held the bowl and was speechless for a moment, feeling intimidated.

But the others quickly served the meal, scooped up the vegetables, and ate as quickly as they watched her warily.

Among them is also that Zhao Dagou, and he also eats very well.

Her psychological quality was not strong enough, although she was so hungry that her chest was close to her back, she didn't eat it.

Let's go back and eat yourself, although there are no leftovers at home, but she knows that there is so-so tofu soup in the inn not far from the alley, just have a bowl of soup and rice.

After such a vicissitudes of the day, let's be kind to ourselves.

When he was about to leave the camp gate, he also met Gong Cao who was coming home from work, and looked her up and down a few times.

"Lang Jun's clothes are torn, can there be a female dependent at home to mend them?"

…… There were no female dependents, but the neighbors did, but the neighbors were all widows, she thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Chang'an, who is not married yet, came alone."

Gong Cao pointed to a row of small wooden huts outside the camp, "There are many women over there, you can find them to do the work." ”

Chapter 39 (Inverted V)

Gao Shun's military camp is not only soldiers, she has long found out.

There are miscellaneous servants, there are people's husbands, in and out, busy, some of these people are from Bingzhou, and more are the people of Luoyang who have come all the way.

Therefore, she took it for granted that the small wooden huts outside the camp were also inhabited by people.

"How can a woman be here?"

"These soldiers had no family here, and some of the men who were not good at sewing and washing gave their clothes to the women to take care of."

Walking along the road that Gong Cao said, sure enough, a woman in her forties came out of the shed, and after a little look, she showed a clear look, "Lang Jun wants to sew and mend clothes?" ”

Yes, but ...... She was not at ease and asked.

"How much?"

"Two bucks are enough."

So cheap? She awkwardly took off the caftan brown on her body and handed it over.

"Can you earn rations by sewing and washing these soldiers every day?"

It was not yet cold, so the woman sat down on the broken straw mat in front of the shed, and there was a pot beside her, and another young woman was boiling something there, and a smell came out.