"A letter from the lord?"
When Jiang Pengji's letter arrived, Sun Wen was sitting with Qiguan Rang.
Because of their positions, the two of them had established a solid revolutionary friendship over the past two years. While thinking of ways to sabotage Zhongzhao and provoking them to fight and kill each other, they drank tea, played chess, and chatted … Their days were wonderful. Sun Wen and Qiguan Rang had become close friends who talked about everything.
Qiguan Rang tore open the envelope and read the letter carefully. His usually cold face had a hint of a smile.
"Hmm, it's still good news." Qiguan Rang handed the letter to Sun Wen. At the same time, he lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down on the mat. He sighed and said, "Since the lord has spoken, those who like to fight should stop for a while. Isn't it good to train the troops every day? All they think about is fighting and killing … "
A strange look flashed in Sun Wen's eyes.
Fighting and killing?
It was rare to hear such words from Qiguan Rang. It made Qiguan Rang sound like a peace ambassador. In fact, he was the best at stirring up trouble.
Sun Wen finished reading the letter with a smile. He folded the letter back and carefully put it aside.
"Aren't young people full of energy? They like to fight and are eager to achieve success. We all know that, "Sun Wen said leisurely." But now is not the right time. It's really not good to start fighting. The army is stationed at Zhanjiang Pass. Occasionally, we can send troops to Zhongzhao for a fight, but we can't really start fighting. Beiyuan and Xichang are also eyeing the meat of Zhongzhao. Whoever moves first will become the target of public criticism … Since the lord has spoken to rest and recuperate, they will understand. "
Sun Wen and the others were really annoyed by the generals. Communication failed, so they asked Jiang Pengji to make a decision.
The two old foxes knew what the outcome would be. They were not surprised by Jiang Pengji's reply.
What outcome would be considered an accident?
Their lord was like those who were eager to make contributions. When she saw a good opportunity, she wanted to send troops.
Reality had proven that their lord was not that kind of person. Her strategy was not inferior to that of the top strategists.
With Jiang Pengji's reply, those who were like a stimulant could go to bed and use their extra energy to train the troops.
Qiguan Rang's brows relaxed. He said sincerely, "I can finally relax for a while."
Sun Wen nodded, and the two continued to brew tea and chat.
Compared to Yang Si and the others' suffering in Nansheng, Qiguan Rang and Sun Wen's days in Zhanjiang Pass were much better.
Most of the chores were handed over to the younger students or the newly promoted newcomers. They only needed to control the general direction.
The training of the troops was handed over to a few generals. Their daily routine was to look at the intelligence reports sent from within the borders of Zhongzhao, analyze the situation, and come up with ideas to continue tricking the feudal vassals of Zhongzhao, causing them to either split up, form alliances, or mutilate themselves … Basically, they could get off work and go home before it was dark.
Not only that, but they were also so free that they sent people to reorganize the refugees nearby and reclaim the wasteland. They looked like they were going to fight a long war. Old Master Sun Wen was even more extreme. He got a vegetable field and would wake up early every day to take a stroll, watering and fertilizing the seedlings before the sun rose. Not only did he plant vegetables, but he also raised a nest of rabbits and built a medium-sized rabbit house. He planned to eat rabbit meat in hotpot with Qiguan Rang when it snowed.
Rather than saying it was a war, it was better to say that it was to experience the life of retirement in advance.
According to his own grandson's estimation, Old Master Sun Wen had probably gained about five kilograms in the past year. His originally thin cheeks had become rounder.
Others might have aged a year, but Old Master Sun Wen seemed to have become ten years younger.
"It's good to be idle. This old man won't have any regrets in the future. At least I've enjoyed my old age." Sun Wen sighed and stiffly changed the topic. "If there's any regret, it's probably that I couldn't find a good marriage for Prime Minister Lanlan. Feng Langzi's son is settled, but why is such an obedient child like Lanlan still single? I don't know how many years this old bag of bones can live, and whether he can see his great-grandchildren … "
Qiguan Rang lowered his head and looked straight ahead. He feigned ignorance and refused to respond to Old Master Sun Wen's words.
A year or two ago, Sun Wen was still quite reserved. At most, he would brag about his grandson Sun Lan in front of him and crazily recommend that Sun Lan was a good candidate for a son-in-law. After they became familiar with each other, Old Master Sun Wen was no longer reserved. He would chat awkwardly every day.
It was not that Qiguan Rang did not understand what Sun Wen meant, but this concerned his daughter's lifelong happiness. Qiguan Rang did not want to make a hasty decision.
Even if Sun Lan was a good young man, he might not be suitable for his daughter.
Old Master Sun Wen was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Who asked his little pig to like the cabbages from other people's vegetable garden?
Old Master Sun Wen sighed faintly when he ran into a wall every day. He did not even have the mood to go to the rabbit house to take a look.
The rabbit in the rabbit house was caught by his grandson. The old master happened to like furry little things, so he kept it to raise.
Rabbits gave birth quickly, so they could eat two more hot pot meals in winter.
Old Master Sun Wen lived a leisurely life as if he was retired. The few young people and newcomers who were entrusted with important tasks were not so comfortable.
Sun Lan was busy until the moon was high in the sky.
At this time, the young man's figure had grown a lot. Although he was not burly, he was not weak either. His back was straight, and his face looked thinner than before. His skin was slightly tanned, and his eyebrows were slender and longer than other young men of his age. His almond-shaped eyes carried the unique vigor and sharpness of his age.
After more than two years of training in the military camp, the shy little boy had become more outgoing and developed in a different direction.
Every time Old Master Sun Wen saw his grandson like this, he wished he could grind the pearls he collected into powder and apply it on his face.
Didn't he know that becoming an official depended on one's appearance?
He was so tanned that it did not conform to the mainstream aesthetic standards at all.
Sun Lan said helplessly, "Lord Liu doesn't care about appearance. Nowadays, the atmosphere is different from when Grandfather was still around."
Other things aside, Qi Kuang under the lord's tent was famous for being ugly. His appearance was unworthy of his parents, and his legs were crippled.
In the past, with such a condition, he could not even touch the threshold of becoming an official, let alone being placed in an important position.
"Why is a man so fair …"
Sun Lan had been in the military camp for a long time, and he increasingly felt that muscles were a man's romance.
Unfortunately, due to congenital limitations, he could not train his muscles to the point where he could only tighten his soft abdomen.
At this moment, Old Master Sun Wen looked at his grandson, who had returned from a long journey, and his old face was about to droop.
His grandson was tanned again. If it wasn't for the old man's good eyesight, he probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference between his grandson and the dark night.
"The lord sent a letter saying that we will probably have to rest for a year next year."
Sun Wen pointed at the mat opposite him, indicating for his grandson to sit down and talk.
"It's time for you to pick up your studies in the Golden Scale Academy."
A trace of astonishment flashed across Sun Lan's eyes. He could not help but sit up straight and straighten his back.
"Grandfather, do you mean for me to go back?"
Sun Wen nodded and patiently explained to Sun Lan, "The army will have to rest for a whole year. The chores during this period are just repetitive things to you. It's a waste of time to do them. It's better to go back to the Golden Scale Academy and study hard with the teachers to strengthen your foundation. "
Sun Lan had done well at the frontline for the past two years. He was more capable and experienced in many things than some of the elders.
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