"Xu Pei is too thick-skinned. After scolding for so many days, why hasn't there been any movement?"
Even though Liyun had a good temper, he was a little angry when he met an enemy who was unmoved by persuasion and only wanted to live. He could not help but complain.
"Maybe Field Officer Li is too polite and didn't scold harshly enough …"
Jiang Nongqin sat casually on the railing, one leg propped up while the other dangled in mid-air. The silver knife in her hand was cutting the cork.
Recently, the war was at a stalemate. Other than patrolling and training, she had nothing else to do. She learned some carpentry out of boredom.
Yang Si also said that she was very perceptive and learned quickly. In the future, if the world was at peace, she could open a carpentry shop to support her family.
Heh …
If Yang Si was not her lord's treasured strategist, Jiang Nongqin really wanted to use the knife in her hand to cut off his mouth and explode his fat.
Whether it was prosperous or chaotic times, she was willing to overcome all obstacles for her lord. It was a disgrace to retire and become a carpenter.
Liyun said embarrassedly, "There are many women in the army. If I scold too harshly, it won't be good."
Didn't they hear that the military commissar brainwashed the soldiers to be polite and put on airs in front of the women?
Scolding in front of the battlefield was a tradition. The more violent ones scolded their ancestors, the more polite ones cursed their ancestors, and the more vulgar ones cursed their mothers.
Since ancient times, humans could never avoid the female relatives of the other party when scolding.
Unfortunately, her lord was a woman, so she had to avoid certain taboos.
Jiang Nongqin sneered. Scolding in front of the battlefield was to raise morale. Being violent was also a way to vent pressure.
Liyun repeated the same few words. The enemy went from being angry at the beginning to ignoring him because he scolded too lightly.
If he used a big move right from the start and angered the enemy so much that he died of a brain hemorrhage, that would be more interesting.
Scolding should be directed at the most painful part.
"Wait here, I'll find you some help."
Jiang Nongqin spun the knife in her right hand twice, then sheathed it and hung it at her waist.
Liyun was surprised, "Who?"
"An idler." Jiang Nongqin said, "He's free now anyway. It won't take long to help him."
Then …
Yang Si was speechless when he heard Jiang Nongqin's intention.
In terms of scolding, he couldn't be the one to do it.
"Qiguan Wenzheng is better at this."
Yang Si was a vengeful person. Qiguan Rang had almost sent him to the Western Paradise with a written order, but he still remembered it now.
Even though he would not seek revenge, he would still occasionally bring up Qiguan Rang to "defame" him.
Jiang Nongqin said, "Military Counselor Qiguan is not in the camp now. He's defending the rear. How would he have the time to write this?"
Yang Si: "…"
Qiguan Rang was a busy man, and he was a freeloader?
Yang Si still wanted to struggle. He was a scholar, how could he rudely spit at others?
He continued, "Now that the Lord is attacking from the encirclement, she's slowly destroying the morale of Xu Bei's forces. According to the scouts' reports, the number of deserters is increasing and their morale is declining day by day. If we provoke them too much now, it might even stimulate their determination to fight to the death. "
Jiang Nongqin said coldly, "The longer the army besieges us, the more food we consume. These rations had been painstakingly saved up by the commoners. How could the lowly lives of Xu Bei and the others compare to these precious rations? If they really have the courage to break out of the city and fight us head-on, why would the army be afraid to fight? Of course, it would be to defeat the enemy! In this way, we can save time and have more time for the soldiers to recuperate. "
Roar —
After not seeing her for a few days, she had become glib.
Yang Si's expression became awkward. He averted his gaze, not daring to look directly at Jiang Nongqin.
He wanted to ignore Jiang Nongqin. As long as he left her hanging for a long time, she would naturally retreat in shame … After all, a lady's skin was not as thick as a man's, not to mention that he was an outstanding man … However, Yang Si still underestimated Jiang Nongqin's patience and perseverance.
Like Feng Zhen, his swordsmanship was at the level of a square dance. How could a freshman from a small class compare to Jiang Nongqin?
This warrior had thousands of lives on his hands!
"Write, write, write. Field Officer Jiang, don't stay in my tent for too long. It's not a good influence."
Jiang Nongqin laughed coldly, as if mocking him for overestimating himself.
With Yang Si's physique, what could he do to her?
If there really was a bad influence, it would most likely be because of the rumors about how she treated Yang Si.
Alright —
She was indeed mocking him.
Yang Si reluctantly wrote more than two thousand words on the bamboo slip. He scolded to his heart's content.
Qiguan Rang was born at the border between Chongzhou and the North borderline. The people there were tough but too straightforward. The declaration also represented the government. No matter how ruthlessly he scolded someone, he had to think twice. Yang Si was different. He was born in a brothel and was used to the scolding of hooligans and shrews on the streets and alleys. No matter if they were reserved and graceful, straightforward and unrestrained, or vulgar … He was proficient in the essence of the scolding of various sects and used it as if it was his own arm!
Now, he was forced to do something beyond his abilities by Jiang Nongqin. There was a fire in his heart. He picked up his brush and scolded someone. He felt so good that he could not stop.
"I'm done." Yang Si put down his brush and rubbed his sore wrist. "Are you satisfied, Field Officer Jiang?"
Jiang Nongqin looked down and roughly, then raised her head to look at Yang Si.
"If Xu Xinzhao dies of anger because of you, I won't fight with you for this credit."
Yang Si's heart skipped a beat.
Was Jiang Nongqin praising or scolding him?
"Women these days are really not to be trifled with …"
After Jiang Nongqin left, Yang Si could not help but complain in a low voice.
Ever since he followed a lord with a different style, Yang Sifeng's vagabond life had become much more restrained. In the past two years, he had become even more ascetic like an ascetic monk. He had no choice. The lord was either preparing for war or on the way to war. He was holed up in the military camp all year round.
What kind of place was the military camp?
Other than shirtless men and muscular women, he could not bear to do any of them.
Even if he could bear to do it, he suspected that the final position would be different from what he expected.
"Pfft, pfft …"
As if he had thought of an embarrassing scene, Yang Si turned his face away and spat twice. He expelled the image of an experienced driver driving from his mind.
Jiang Nongqin threw the fruit to the little angel, Li Yun.
"Read it according to this. I don't believe that Xu Xinzhao can still bear it."
Li Yun opened it and took a few glances.
"This is Military Advisor Yang's handwriting?"
He had never heard of Field Officer Jiang and Military Advisor Yang being friends.
Although the civil and military officials in the lord's camp got along well, they were still two different circles after all. They did not have much interaction.
Jiang Nongqin was also a clean stream among the military officials. She could not get along with any circle. She was loyal to the lord and had always been a lone ranger.
She said, "Yes, Military Advisor Yang wrote this. After all, he was taught by Master Yuanjing. His vocabulary is richer than that of the orderly in your camp. "
Ever since she knew about Yang Si's past, the two of them had been interacting more frequently in private. When they met, they would talk more.
If it was in the past, she would at most give Yang Si a cold look.
Li Yun smiled and said, "Field Officer Jiang is very brave."
Although the few military advisors seemed easy to get along with, they each had their own temperament.
Under normal circumstances, Li Yun would rarely disturb them.
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