On the second day of the martial arts competition, because Yang Ze came on the stage and faced off against the leaders of the Central Guards, they were completely wiped out in two rounds and four games, and none of them won. A few people carefully selected by the Central Guards fought alone.
But Dou Shang is not an ordinary person.
The Central Guard Army was at the bottom again, which made the other three armies feel a lot more comfortable. This should be a normal result.
After the ups and downs came the downfalls. The people in the Central Guard Army were all dispirited and dejected. Jun Ci winked at Qin Xiao and told them to appease these people and restore their morale. She couldn't have to do it herself every time.
She called Gao Yi over and said to him: "The most important martial arts competition tomorrow is Capture the Flag."
Gao Yi was Jun Ci's chosen standard-bearer, but she didn't have much time to give personal guidance. Before leaving, she specifically told Ying Wuchen that she hoped Ying Wuchen could focus on cultivating Gao Yi.
"General, I will protect the flag to the death in this humble position." Gao Yi clasped his hands and made a clear sound of fists and palms hitting each other. He expressed his determination loudly.
"This is not a real battlefield. Winning or losing is really important to me, but I just want you to try your best." Jun Ci reached out and patted his wrist, "No need to be nervous, just tell me, I'm not in the army.
What did Mr. Jiulang teach you during those days?"
"Mr. Ying selects many soldiers to spar with me every day..." Gao Yi regarded Jun Ci as his lord in his heart, so he naturally knew everything.
For Gao Yi to improve his personal martial arts, Jun Ci reserved the kung fu suitable for him. He did not take Chen Yin with him when transporting food and wages, but asked Chen Yin to stay and guide Gao Yi. Ying Wuchen selected different soldiers to sparring with Gao Yi every day.
, the number of people, the time, and even the location of the sparring were always within his ears. Sometimes it was raining heavily, but he did not let Gao Yi and others rest.
After hearing this, Jun Ci nodded: "Just as you practiced sparring in the past, treat it as a sparring tomorrow."
"promise."
"Go down." Jun Ci originally wanted to mention something, but found that she didn't need to mention anything.
Gai Yingying Wuchen had already tried all the changes he could encounter through sparring for Gao Yi himself. It was more about seeing whether he could master it, and no one else could help him.
When Gao Yi left, Jun Ci frowned and remained silent.
Until Gao Yu's report came from outside: "Mr. Ying is here."
Jun Ci turned around, and Ying Wuchen, who was dressed in a moon-white robe with wide sleeves, came slowly. He was neither hasty nor slow, and every step was as if it was measured. Jun Ci couldn't help but look at him.
"Why are you in a trance?" Ying Wuchen walked to her side and put the food box in his hand on the high table. He turned around and saw that Jun Ci was still in a trance.
After blinking, Jun Ci turned around and faced Ying Wuchen. She said, "I just asked Gao Yi something. Thank you very much, brother of the Ying family, for worrying about the military these days."
Linglong's mind was like Ying Wuchen's. He only needed to think about it to understand what she was thinking. He did not point it out, but said humbly: "When I am entrusted by you, I must take it seriously."
After saying that, he held his wide sleeves with one hand, opened the food box with the other, took out the porcelain cup inside, and took out a small bowl. He filled a bowl of soup with graceful movements and handed it to Jun Ci with both hands: "It's a little hot.
Drink slowly.”
Jun Ci lowered her head and glanced at the soup, which was bright in color and full of medicinal aroma. She took it numbly, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Qin Xiao, Gao Yi and others all agreed to follow me when I came back this time."
Brother Ying has benefited a lot... Brother Ying seems to know the art of marching well."
Whether it was teaching Qin Xiao and others, or later helping Jun Ci watch over the Central Guards, Jun Ci did not doubt that Ying Wuchen had rich experience in marching and combat. However, Gao Yi's matter was different this time.
It is impossible for people who have experienced battlefields to imagine those accidents out of thin air. This is an experience that no matter how many military books you read, you cannot fully comprehend.
Ying Wuchen sat down with his back straight, arranged his clothes neatly, put them neatly on his knees, sat upright, his quiet eyes were shining brightly: "What do you want to know? You can ask me directly, I
I will not lie to you, just like yesterday I told you that Pang Wei is my subordinate. As long as you want to know, I will let you know."
His bright black pupils are clear and clear, full of sincerity.
Jun Ci believes that all she needs to do is ask: Who are you?
He would definitely blow away the mist that had covered her eyes and tell her all the curious things in her heart.
But the voice was stuck in her throat, and Jun Ci did not ask, because she knew clearly that once some things were revealed, she had to face them.
He still doesn't want to let go of himself. If she knows his true identity, he will be even more unscrupulous towards her.
Taking a slight breath, Jun Ci raised her head and drank the soup in her hand. When she lowered her head, she had a natural look on her face, and her usual sly smile appeared on her lips: "What can I want to know?
I just said it casually out of admiration for my brother Ying’s family’s learning and wealth, so I don’t need to take it to heart, brother Ying’s family.”
With slightly dark eyes, Ying Wuchen stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to lock her tightly with his eyes.
As if she hadn't heard Jun's words, she sat down next to Ying Wuchen, a few feet away from her, poured herself another bowl of soup, blew on the hot air, and drank it in big gulps.
After a moment, Ying Wuchen gave an almost inaudible smile and withdrew his gaze: "Aci, you are so timid."
His voice was neither high nor low, just as gentle as usual.
Jun Ci, who had always been strong-willed, did not argue with him, but chose to ignore it.
Seeing that Jun Ci ignored him, Ying Wuchen tilted his head and looked at her with deep eyes: "The general sent a letter to Aye to inquire about your marriage."
Jun, who was about to pick up the porcelain cup, resigned and finally was willing to look back at him.
He and she looked at each other in silence, their eyes were very clear, as if there were stars swaying, but it was as if the waves of the sea were stagnant, as calm as if the years were frozen, and everything stopped flowing.
Finally, it was Ying Wuchen who broke the calm: "Aye sent someone to ask me when I will propose marriage."
The fingertips couldn't help but turn white. Jun Ci had a calm expression on his face, but he was still a little panicked in his heart.
His eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked into her white fingertips holding the porcelain cup. A hint of sadness flashed through his quiet eyes. Ying Wuchen turned his eyes away and did not look at Jun Ci: "I want Aye to say that you and I are both the same."
I rejected the general at a young age."
Emotions of surprise, joy, and luck appeared on her face one by one. Jun Ci drank the soup silently without saying a word.
Ying Wuchen sat quietly for a moment, and when Jun Ci finished drinking the soup, he stood up silently, packed everything up, and put it back into the food box. Just like when he brought it in, he left with the food box.
Jun Ci looked at his tall and straight back and moved his lips but made no sound.
On the other hand, Ying Wuchen stood at the door and said: "I don't want to force you, I am willing to wait for you and marry me willingly."
I went out as a guest today and came home late. Just one chapter.