Rebirth of a Female General

Chapter 154
Yan Zhongqi's expression suddenly turned sharp, and he stared deeply at Yan Qing, examining him condescendingly with a commanding gaze.

Yan Qing confronted him with his head held high, not at all forced by his momentum.

"You'd better make sure your guess is right."

Yan Zhongqi finally compromised, and warned Yan Qing with cold eyes, and said, "From tomorrow onwards, you will follow me to the Northland military camp for drills."

Seeing that Yan Zhongqi finally listened to what he said, Yan Qing let out a long breath.

Finally, he talked to this person.

As for Yan Zhongqi's request to let her go to the military camp, Yan Qing subconsciously thought that Yan Zhongqi agreed with her to go to the army for investigation.

But he didn't think that on the second day, Yan Zhongqi really just took her to practice soldiers in the school grounds for a whole day, and competed with her in swords, guns, swords, halberds and longbows... eighteen kinds of weapons, and even riding skills.

From dawn to dusk, Old General Qin and all the soldiers watching the battle kept shouting: "Good!"

Only Yan Qing and Yan Zhongqi were exhausted.

After dinner in the evening, Yan Qing sat on the tower, looking at the thousands of miles of stars and rivers on the top of the snow-capped mountains outside the tower, and didn't even bother to move his fingers.

Tsing Yi obediently squeezed her sore muscles, but suddenly turned her head and grinned somewhere.

"nothing."

Yan Qing raised his palm and pressed the little girl's fluffy head, and told Hong Zhuang, who was on guard, to take Tsing Yi away first, then stood up straight and looked at Yan Zhongqi who was walking towards him.

Glancing at the red makeup and Tsing Yi who were leaving, and then at Yan Qing who was standing up straight, Yan Zhongqi sneered and said mockingly: "Is this not enough?"

Regarding Yan Zhongqi's ridicule, Yan Qing had nothing good to say: "If the general wants to see the joke clearly, then he will really disappoint the general."

Seeing that Yan Qing was clearly full of dissatisfied arrogance, but his face was calm and calm, and his words were choking, Yan Zhongqi suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

Ignoring the hidden dissatisfaction in Yan Qing's words, Yan Zhongqi stood next to her in a disfigured manner, sat on the battlement, and turned his head to ask Yan Qing: "Aren't you tired from standing?"

Yan Qing looked him up and down, and saw that he didn't have the slightest demeanor before, sitting on the battlements like a hooligan, only his face was as cold as before.

I can't figure out what Yan Zhongqi is thinking, but she is indeed tired - after this day, there is no time to rest - at this time Yan Zhongqi herself is so unimpressive, and she doesn't have to take that breath of success , tired myself.

After thinking about it, Yan Qing moved a few steps to the side, and then stood leaning against the battlements again.

Yan Zhongqi glanced at Yan Qing, who was still looking good even though he was too tired to move his fingers, nodded inwardly, but snorted again.

Yan Qing heard the sound and looked over, and saw Yan Zhongqi sitting cross-legged on the battlements without any sign of sitting.

She was worried that he would accidentally fall off the battlements.

With the height of the city wall, he may not be able to fall to his death, but it is okay to be half useless.

If that's the case, no one needs to bother to abolish him.

He is obviously a person who is about to reach his thirties, but at this time he does not have the stability that a middle-aged person should have. Compared with his father, he is not a star and a half behind.

Comparing in this way, Yan Qing suddenly felt that the Qi he had received from Yan Zhongqi before had eased up. He retracted his gaze and looked at the starry sky on the snow line again. His mood improved a lot and he didn't feel too tired.

Just like that, one of them was sitting and the other was standing, both staring into the distance without saying a word. The patrolling soldiers passed by three times, slowing down their pace full of curiosity, but they didn't listen to any gossip.

Finally, after the patrolling soldiers passed the third pass, Yan Zhongqi couldn't hold back his words: "Do you have anything to ask?"

Have.

Yan Qing answered in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

Another moment of silence.

Yan Zhongqi, who always puts others in the air, was deflated again in Yan Qing's hands, his sword eyebrows frowned, and his voice lowered: "Why do you have such a bad relationship with your father?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly: "The general has been dissatisfied with Qing Xin since the first meeting. It's not that Qing couldn't understand the wink, so she didn't dare to ask questions again and again to make the general unhappy. But she didn't want to, even if it was like this, she would also make the general unhappy ?”

Yan Zhongqi raised his eyelashes to meet Shang Yanqing's playful eyes, and the breath stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.

"A family of cheapskates."

Yan Zhongqi muttered something, causing him to get a little angry on his cold face.

Yan Zhongqi's brows and eyes are not sharp, but his willow-leaf eyes are even more gentle.

It's just that he always likes to keep a cold face, press his eyelids, is tall and strong, and has a fierce aura from his experience on the battlefield. When people meet him, he is a little weaker in front of him for no reason.

But he didn't expect that he could meet someone more proud than himself.

How good is Yan Qing's hearing?
Such a murmur that seemed to be absent, almost fell into her ears clearly every word in this night where the wind could be heard.

"Qing privately thinks that Jiaci is much more tolerant than the general."

After all, as far as this person is stingy, if he doesn't have some tolerance, it is impossible to break up with him now.

Yan Qing said something.

Yan Zhongqi choked again, listless.

Sister is naturally easy to measure.

Glancing at Yan Zhongqi who had shut his mouth and stopped speaking, Yan Qing rarely saw a soft expression on his face.

Even a little... lonely?
Doubt flashed in Yan Qing's heart, and he was instantly submerged in his stomach full of questions.

"So the general arranged for me to enter the barracks, and instead of giving me a chance to investigate the situation, he dragged me to compete for this day. Why?"

After all, Yan Qing finally asked the question he had been holding back for a day, "It can't be a prestige specially prepared for me, right?"

Yan Qing was also angry in his heart, so when facing Yan Zhongqi, he forgot all the habitual respect he had for his elders.It's like the attitude she used to have in the camp when she met those prickly people who looked down on her when she was young and made all kinds of troubles.

Yan Zhongqi glanced at her, moved his mouth, and wanted to say a few words as an elder. Thinking about his previous attitude, he felt that he had no position to teach her a lesson, but he was not convinced, so he stuck his neck and said something : "Why, not convinced?"

Convinced?

Yan Qing laughed angrily: "The general is just as old as Qing, but I'm convinced. Are you convinced?"

Yan Zhongqi gouged her out, but he had nothing to say.

He really had thought of letting this arrogant junior get rubbed a little bit.

But Yan Kangming did teach the little girl very well.

Not to mention that the eighteen weapons are all excellent, but they also have a thorough understanding of their characteristics, even weapons that they are not familiar with, so they are not completely powerless to fight back.

Especially the shot with a long spear, which is exquisite and familiar, like a dragon swimming, extremely flexible.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of marksmanship was actually done by a ten-year-old girl.

After a day-to-day comparison, even though he was tied with her, as Yan Qing said, he was more than ten years older than her!
Yan Zhongqi's heart became more and more blocked, and he deeply felt that he was purely asking for guilt when he came to find Yan Qing.

(End of this chapter)