One Thousand Seven Hundred Thirty-Four: Hints of Madness

"Have you received a letter from my lord?"

When Jiang Pengji's letter arrived, Sun Wen was sitting here for a while.

Because of their positions, the two have established a solid revolutionary friendship in the past two years. While thinking of ideas, inciting them to fight among themselves, while drinking tea, drinking, playing chess and chatting... Life is so beautiful, Sun Wen and Qi Guanrang are almost married. A friend who can talk about everything.

Qi Guanrang tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter paper and read it carefully, a little smile appeared on his perennially indifferent face.

"Well, it's still good news." Qi Guanrang handed the letter to Sun Wen, and at the same time sat down on the mat with the hem of his clothes, and said with emotion, "My lord has spoken, and those belligerent ones should stop for a while. Daily military training Is it not good, I think about fighting and killing all day..."

Sun Wen's eyes flashed strangely.

Fight and kill?

It's really rare for Qi Guanrang to say such words, it makes Qi Guanrang look like a peace ambassador, but in fact he is the most capable of causing trouble.

Sun Wen read the letter with a smile, folded the letter back, and carefully put it aside.

"Young people, aren't they all full of energy? They are aggressive and eager to make contributions. Those of us who have been here can understand." Sun Wen said leisurely and authentically, "It's just that the timing is not right now, and it is really inappropriate to go to war again. The army is stationed at Zhanjiang Pass, and it’s fine to send troops to Zhongzhao’s territory occasionally to fight the autumn wind, but it’s impossible to actually mobilize troops. The two countries Beiyuan and Xichang are also staring at Zhongzhao’s piece of meat. Whoever moves first will win. The target of public criticism... Since the lord has already spoken about cultivating health and rest, they will understand."

Sun Wen and the others were really annoyed by the generals and failed to communicate, so they asked Jiang Pengji for advice.

The two old foxes knew what the result would be, and they were not surprised by the result of Jiang Pengji's reply.

What is a surprise?

My protagonist is also like those militants who are eager to do meritorious service. When they see a good fighter, they want to send troops.

Facts have proved that her protagonist is not that kind of person, and her scheming is no less than that of a top strategist.

With Jiang Pengji's reply, those militants who have been beaten like chicken blood can wash up and sleep, and use the excess energy to train soldiers.

Qi Guan relaxed his brows, and said sincerely, "Finally I can relax for a while."

Sun Wen nodded, and the two continued to make tea and chat.

Compared with Yang Si and others who were in dire straits in Nansheng, Qi Guanrang and Sun Wen lived happily in Zhanjiang Pass.

Most of the chores are handed over to a few young juniors or promoted newcomers, and they only need to control the general direction.

The military training is handed over to a few generals, and the daily routine is to look at the information sent back from the territory of Zhongzhao, analyze the situation, and get together to think of ideas to continue to pit the princes, let them split, form alliances, or self-mutilate... Basically, I can go home from work when it is not dark.

Not only that, they also sent people to rectify the nearby refugees and reclaim the wasteland, looking like they were fighting a long and protracted war. Mr. Sun Wen was even more amazing. He built a vegetable field and got up early every day for a walk, watering and fertilizing the seedlings before the sun rose. Not only did he grow vegetables, but he also raised a litter of rabbits, and built a small rabbit house. He planned to have a hot pot with rabbit meat with Qi Guan when the snow fell.

It is better to say that it is a war than to experience the retirement life in the future in advance.

According to the visual estimation of his own grandson, Mr. Sun Wen gained about ten catties this year, and his originally thin cheeks were rounded.

Others are one year older, but Mr. Sun Wen seems to be ten years younger.

"It's good to be free, the old man won't regret having something in the future, anyway, he will enjoy the blessings in his later years." Sun Wen sighed, and changed the subject abruptly, "If I say I have regrets, it probably means that I didn't give Lan Lan a good marriage. , Feng Langzi's sons are all settled, why is Lan Lan such an obedient child alone? I don't know how many years this old bone can live, can I see my great-grandson..."

Qi Guan kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, without squinting his eyes, pretending to be stupid and in a daze but refusing to answer Mr. Sun Wen's words.

A year or two earlier, Sun Wen was quite reserved in his speech, at most he would brag about his grandson Sun Lan in front of him, and mad at him that Sun Lan was a good son-in-law candidate.

After getting acquainted with him, Mr. Sun Wen stopped being reserved, and had an awkward chat every day.

It's not that Qi Guanrang didn't understand what Sun Wen meant, but it was related to the lifelong happiness of his daughter, Qi Guanrang didn't want to make a hasty decision.

Even though Sun Lan is a good boy, she may not be suitable for her daughter.

Mr. Sun Wen looked anxious but he couldn't help it. Who made his little pig like the cabbage in other people's vegetable garden?

When he ran into a wall every day, Mr. Sun Wen sighed quietly, and he was not in the mood to even go to the rabbit house to take a look.

The rabbit in the rabbit house was caught by his grandson. The old man happened to like little furry things, so he just kept them for raising.

Rabbits give birth quickly, and they can eat two more hot pot meals in winter.

Old man Sun Wen lived a leisurely life as if he had retired, but the few young people and newcomers who were entrusted with heavy responsibilities were not so comfortable.

Sun Lan didn't come back until the middle of the month.

At this time, the figure of the young man has grown a lot, although he is not tall, he is not weak either, and his waist is straight. That face looked thinner than before, with slightly darker skin, eyebrows that were slenderer than those of boys of the same age, and a pair of almond eyes with the vigor and sharpness unique to this age.

The shy little boy back then, after more than two years of training in the military camp, became more extroverted and developed in another direction.

Whenever he looked at such a grandson, Mr. Sun Wen wished he could grind the pearls he collected into powder and apply them on him.

Don't you know that being an official looks good?

Being so tanned doesn't conform to the current mainstream aesthetics at all.

The old man said so, and Sun Lan said helplessly, "Grand Liu doesn't pay attention to appearance, and the atmosphere is different now from that of Grandpa."

Among other things, Qi Kuang under the lord's tent is notoriously ugly, he looks sorry for his parents, and his legs are disabled.

Such a condition, put it in the past, let alone being reused, even the threshold of becoming an official could not be touched.

"What are men doing so white..."

Sun Lan has been in the military camp for a long time, and she feels more and more that muscles are the romance of a man.

It's a pity that due to inborn limitations, he can't develop horizontal muscles, at most he can make his soft belly firmer.

At this moment, old man Sun Wen looked at his grandson who came back wearing stars and wearing moons, his old face was about to droop.

His grandson was dark again, if it wasn't for the old man's good eyesight, he might not be able to tell the difference between his grandson and Heiye.

"The lord sent a letter, and it will probably be repaired for a year next year."

Sun Wen pointed to the mat opposite him, motioning for his grandson to sit down and talk.

"It's time to pick up your homework at Golden Scale Academy."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Sun Lan's eyes, and she couldn't help but sit upright, her back straightened even more.

"Grandpa, do you mean to let your grandson go back?"

Sun Wen nodded, and patiently explained to Sun Lan, "The army has been training for a whole year, and the chores during the period are just repetitive things for you. It is a waste of time to do it. It is better to go back to Jinlin Academy and follow the master to have a good time." Read books to lay a solid foundation."

Sun Lan has done very well on the front line in the past two years, and she is more capable than some old people in many things.

It's just that Sun Wen's positioning for him is more than this. If he wants to go higher in the future, he still has to learn a lot.

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