The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 44 I'll Follow You

Less than a quarter of an hour.

The people from the main kitchen brought breakfast, and when they left, they had to take away the things they needed to take away. The servants of Tuobi Villa would hand them over to the people from the main kitchen, and then two maids came into the house carrying lunch boxes, and Qingwen also carried a food box in her hand.

Qingwen came in with her people, and without even looking at Wang Xin, she walked straight to the table and placed the food in the food boxes one by one on the round table in the outer room.

The two old women were servants at Tuobi Villa and usually did odd jobs.

The new guest was easy to serve and had a good temper.

I heard he was a military officer.

But they didn't look alike. The old master in the family used to be very strict and difficult to serve. Looking at Qingwen, the two maids sighed that this girl was so lucky. She left quietly, but the people in the room could hear her.

Qingwen lowered her head, pretending not to hear. After putting the tableware away, she hesitated, biting her lip.

Wang Xin didn't want to tease the little girl, so he walked over on his own initiative.

He found a round stool and sat down, suggesting, "Let's eat together. I can't finish it by myself. Or you can eat with them later."

Qingwen didn't say anything.

I meant well, but I'm not used to eating by myself and having someone standing next to me to serve me. I've never been used to it, even in the past, when I needed someone to serve me while I ate. It was too decadent.

"If you're embarrassed, or if you're too shy, you're the one who's wronged, and it has nothing to do with me."

Irrelevant can be irritating.

Qingwen chose to sit down and eat.

Wang Xin didn't even look at her, lest the little girl become embarrassed again due to her shyness.

On the table there was a bowl of egg drop soup, a bowl of white porridge, a dish of pickled vegetables, a dish of pickled cucumbers, a plate of steamed buns, a plate of dumplings, and a plate of dried salted fish. There were more dishes than before, and there were a few more that Wang Xin did not allow to be served.

Wang Xin knew the value of food and that the Great Zhou had no right to waste it.

"If you want to go back, tell me and I can help you."

"If you don't want to go back and want to stay, I agree. I have to go to the government office during the day and haven't been to the Beijing camp yet. I guess I'll be busy these few days. If you get bored in the house, you can go back and find the girls or your good friends to play with. There are some books I bought in the box outside, including some vernacular novels, which you can read to relieve your boredom."

While eating, Wang Xin said, "If you need anything, you should tell me. For example, if you want to read a book, tell me and I can bring it back when I have time."

Qingwen drank her porridge in a low voice.

Mr. Xin is a good man. Qingwen is not ignorant of good and evil, but she just can't let go. The more Wang Xin is like this, the more embarrassed Qingwen becomes.

If it were someone with a bad temper, Qingwen gritted her teeth and thought, at worst, she would just fight.

Wang Xin found it funny.

Eating breakfast seems like a desperate effort.

This girl has a stubborn temper and you can't mess with her.

No bottom line involved.

It's not about right or wrong.

Wang Xin believed that people should be more generous and tolerant to their subordinates. It has nothing to do with good or bad, but is a normal personality. Therefore, he tried his best to make things convenient for Qingwen so that she could adapt to the new environment.

After finishing his meal, Wang Xin left Tuobi Villa.

Wang Xin was assigned the task of leading troops, and no one knew what the rules were. He rode the horse prepared by the Jia family and went out.

He has his own system, valuable military tactics, and practical experience in leading troops.

So there is no need to worry about messing things up by letting yourself lead the troops.

Instead, you can play to your own strengths.

The most important thing is to hold the gun in your hand, not to be afraid of the sky falling or the earth collapsing, not to offend others, and not to be afraid of being offended by others.

If anyone doesn't let himself be at ease.

Don't let him feel at ease first.

In a word.

I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will offend them.

Thoughts are clear.

Wang Xin rode his horse and walked slowly on the street, feeling the beautiful morning of Da Zhou.

It was already dawn, and groups of people were walking on the streets. Some were pushing carts, some were carrying loads on their shoulders, some were sitting in sedan chairs, and some were riding horses. They were of all kinds, each going their own way. When they arrived at the government office, not only was the main road bustling with people, but the alleys were also crowded with people.

Familiar with the route, Wang Xin entered the yamen and waited at the usual place.

There are already two people.

One looked to be in his early thirties, the other in his mid-thirties. It seemed like I had seen them just yesterday.

Wang Xin bowed as he entered.

The older ones, around thirty-five or thirty-six, stood up and returned the greeting.

The younger ones sat still, even snorting coldly and looking at him with disdain.

He was a bit puzzled. Had he offended him? Although the man didn't say anything, he wasn't someone who could be easily bullied. Wang Xin kept a cold face and ignored the man. Instead, the older man stood in the middle, laughing on both sides.

I was in a good mood.

There are always some weird people.

I haven't offended anyone since I came to Beijing.

Wang Xin couldn't figure it out.

The atmosphere was a little cold. People from the yamen came one after another, and there were six or seven people in the yard. No one knew what was going on. Feeling the subtle atmosphere, no one dared to say much.

By the time an official came in, it was already dawn. The official ignored the others and just greeted them directly.

"Zheng Zuoji, Yan Zuoji, the Minister wishes to see you. Please follow me."

The older one quickly got up and went out.

The younger one glanced at Wang Xin, snorted coldly in front of everyone, flicked his sleeves, and then walked out.

Everyone suddenly realized.

It turned out that the two of them had a conflict.

"Why did you offend him?"

The third-rank official from yesterday laughed.

"Zhou Tibiao, I don't know how I offended him. He started to show his displeasure when he came in this morning." Wang Xin knew that the other party was a lieutenant general and would be transferred to the southeast to fight against the Japanese pirates. The other party also knew that he was from the southeast, so he asked a few more questions.

"If it weren't for you, Zheng Angzuoji would be the youngest officer on duty in the Beijing camp this time. The fact that Lord Tao can meet with them shows that they have a close relationship. It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. It's better to resolve it as soon as possible."

Zhou Wen reminded.

Yesterday, this guy talked a lot about the situation in the southeast, and Zhou Wen returned the favor as a reward.

"Master Tao is it?"

"As the Minister of Military Affairs, the Beijing camp is actually under his control, and Chen Yuanwailang cannot interfere." Zhou Wen explained the relationship.

The Minister of Military Affairs was in charge of the affairs of the Beijing camp.

Chen Yan was only a deputy minister of the Ministry of War. Matters concerning the regulations were under his jurisdiction, but he had no control over the Beijing camp.

Zhou Wen was worried that Wang Xin didn't understand the difference, so he explained it carefully.

"Isn't it because he thinks this kid stole his thunder?"

Wang Xin couldn't believe it.

Seeing that everyone had left and that he was leaving Beijing tomorrow, Zhou Wen simply spoke out, "I heard that the four armies of the Beijing Camp are going to train and have selected a group of officers. You are all very important this time. In the past, most of you were just superficial and slacking off. Now that we are in the training competition, I'm afraid no one wants to fall behind, because falling behind will not only delay your future."

Zhou Wen felt a little regretful.

The boy in front of me is too young, and training soldiers is not easy. Others are older and have more experience in training soldiers, and a little cleverness cannot make up for it.

He had connections and was young, so he was supposed to be promoted based on his seniority, but now he encountered an accident.

For no reason, why is the Beijing camp causing such trouble?

It has delayed the young people's future.

Wang Xin understood.

It turns out they are competitors.

I have cheats, so who am I afraid of?

Wang Xin laughed and said, "Thank you Zhou Tibiao for clearing up my confusion. Otherwise, I would still be in the dark."

Seeing that the young people did not understand their own strength and were arrogant and thought they could do it, Zhou Wen did not say much and believed that only by suffering a little could one grow.

Zhou Wen then encouraged him, "The fight against the Japanese in the southeast is of great importance. Perhaps one day the Beijing garrison will be dispatched south. I hope Commander Wang will train his troops well. We will meet in the southeast someday. I will personally pick you up and give you the opportunity to realize your ambitions."

I am a lieutenant general and the other party is a commander, a difference of three levels.

With my support on the battlefield, I have no worries about not having the opportunity to make merit. Of course, since I am so wise, the other party must support me because of their deep relationship with me.

Zhou Wen was smiling.

What’s the use of just knowing how to fight? What’s important is having connections.

He hadn't fought any wars for many years, but when it was time for promotion, he didn't get a chance. Instead, those warriors who only knew how to fight were still left in the border areas, starving and freezing.

Wang Xin didn't like socializing, but he wasn't bored either. He smiled and said, "Kid, thank Zhou Tibiao first."

If you really want to curry favor.

It would be better for me to curry favor with Luo Ming.

complete in one step.

(End of this chapter)