The man who has traveled through time and space for a long time is so scary

Just as Ling Wuxin expected, the reorganization of the West Camp went the most smoothly. Song Yi, the chief garrison commander of the West Camp, was still strong and vigorous at an age of over 50. When he was young, he was a personal soldier of the general who guarded the border of the northern border. Later, due to an accident, the general died of a serious injury, and he finally returned to his hometown to serve as a garrison soldier. Over the years, he has gradually grown into the chief garrison commander of the West Camp. He is majestic in his military management. His men are brave and good at fighting, and nearly half of them are mountain people who are good at climbing mountains and wading. The total number of people registered is currently 9,500, which is also the camp with the largest number of people among the four camps and the one closest to the upper limit.

Nanchen, Xiaoqi and Xiaoba led the Blue Group Special Operations Team and completed all the tasks in one night. The former garrison commander Song Yi deservedly served as the commander of ten thousand men. The ten thousand men under his command were all selected by him personally, and the centurions and decanters were all elected by the team members. In this way, there are still 500 recruitment quotas in the West Camp. It is also feasible to quietly transfer the older soldiers to other positions and get an extra 1,000 or 2,000 quotas. In general, there is not much pressure to recruit new soldiers, but in order to supplement and train new forces, recruitment is still carried out as planned.

The work was progressing very smoothly, and they stayed for another day to check the results and deepen the communication. The most important thing was that Song Yi frequently looked for opportunities to get close to Xiao Qi, and he repeatedly asked about Xiao Qi's situation. After Xiao Qi politely introduced himself as an orphan, Song Yi became even more unusual. He stared at Xiao Qi with his old eyes full of tears, and kept sighing that they looked so similar.

Xiao Qi was worried about the abnormal behavior of Captain Song Yi. Xiao Qi knew his life experience. He became an orphan when he was only a few years old due to family changes. He was brought back to Kyoto as an orphan of a soldier and trained as a personal guard of the prince. He was lucky enough to meet Xiao Ba, who was also an orphan, and was lucky enough to be selected by the then favored little prince Ling Wuxin.

Xiao Qi told Xiao Ba about the incident and also reported it to his second brother Nan Chen. He was worried that he would get into trouble because he looked like his father.

So when Song Yi came to see Xiao Qi again, Nanchen came out to entertain him. When he stared at Xiao Qi and sighed again, Nanchen asked directly: "Captain Song, are you sighing because an old friend looks like Amu?"

"General Nan, to be honest with you, this is a pain that I have buried in my heart for twenty years. When I was young, I followed General Huo, who was in charge of protecting the northern border, for many years. However, the war broke out and the general died of his injuries. I was also seriously injured at the time but luckily survived. It has been more than three months since I was able to move again. Later, when I went to find the general, I learned that his family was broken up, his beloved wife had died of illness, and his beloved son was missing. I was in a weak position at the time and had just recovered from my injuries, so I finally returned to my hometown. Whenever I think of it..." Song Yi cried as he spoke.

After Xiao Qi heard this, he also felt sad. He knew his father's surname was Huo, his elder brother knew it, and the person who brought him back to Kyoto knew it. There were probably not many people who knew it. He had chosen to hide his identity and serve as a personal guard Amu from the beginning. Now that he accidentally met his father's old subordinate, he had not decided whether to recognize him or not. Most likely, he would not recognize him. After all, the past had been gone for 20 years, so why bother to stir up trouble again!

"Uncle Song, my name is Amu. I am an orphan. Now I serve as a personal guard for the prince. I know nothing else!" Xiao Qi said to Song Yi with a bitter face.

"Alas... it's good that way! Even if I found the general's son at that time, I couldn't do anything. I know this too. Amu, do you want to come to the army for training? You see, I'm old and I don't have a wife or children. If you want to come, my words here still carry a lot of weight..." Song Yi looked at his face that looked like General Huo. The more he looked, the more he sighed in his heart. They really looked too similar. He was 90% sure in his heart. But the past was long ago. Amu was young at the time. It was no longer the time to trace the origin. Just treat it as a fate with this child. I hope to do my best to take care of him.

"...This, this needs to be reported to the prince first, and he will make the decision!" Xiao Qi dutifully acted as a personal guard, automatically ignoring the fact that the prince treated him as a brother. After all, too much talk leads to mistakes, so it's better to be careful!

"Okay, okay! Come on, come on, we get along well, you can come to West Camp more often... What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make arrangements. I tell you, you can choose any wild game or bacon, we have everything you want, hahaha!" Song Yi was excited. He knew that the guards had to obey orders, and now he must have come here at the order of the prince. He was very relieved to think that he would see him often in the future!

"...Uncle Song, don't be polite, we can just eat the same as everyone else!" Xiao Qi had no way of keeping a distance from this old man who was so eager to be close to him. He could only promise that he would come often and keep silent about other aspects.

"Mr. Song, since you like Amu so much, I want to keep him and Axu here for a few more days to learn from you, or even let them serve as your guards for a few days. As for me, I will take the guard team to other camps to do some work. The uniforms will be delivered in a few days, and the winter quilts will be delivered together. Mr. Song, you will have to helm the West Camp for a few more years. Thank you for your hard work, and take care of yourself!" Nanchen didn't expect that nearly 10,000 troops could be organized so easily, and even almost within reach. What does it matter whether Song Yi recognizes Xiaoqi or not? Maintaining these current relationships is enough to benefit endlessly. So, let alone a few days, even a few months will do. As a result, Xiaoqi and Xiaoba were kept here naturally. In the next few days, they will follow Song Yi every day to get familiar with everything in the West Camp.

When Nanchen led the guards and the Blue Team away, he was holding letters in his arms, together with a handwritten letter written by Xiaoqi to Ling Wuxin. Xiaoqi recounted the whole story, the causes and consequences in detail, and then said that he would wait for the boss's instructions!

That night, Ling Wuxin received letters from Nanchen, Xiaoqi, Yexiao and others. He knew about Song Yi. He knew the background of all the powerful people in the fiefdom. When it came to Xiaoqi's background, he agreed with Nanchen and Xiaoqi's approach. There was no need to rush to recognize each other. They could just deal with each other, so that people would not think that they were doing it deliberately. Going there to seize power would be very unpopular. Let them play there for three or five days, and then send a mission order to call them back, so as to preserve their friendship.

Nanchen reported the scale of the West Camp, the results of the rectification, and the recruitment plan, asking his people to cooperate. Yes, it's feasible! He also reported the situation in the East Camp. Except for the small number of people, the other problems were similar to those in the North Camp and the South Camp. After the rectification, the next step was to recruit new people.

Ye Xiao's report was much longer, with many hidden threads to sort out, including which solutions had been confirmed, which links were still pending, and which measures were being taken. Ling Wuxin saw that the task lines of their groups were quite long, and he didn't know how long it would take to close the net. Ling Wuxin pondered for a moment, and finally decided to let them play on their own. Maybe the opponents were relaxed, but they were still watching closely, so they could achieve the effect by surprise!

The fourth brother, Shen Wen, and the sixth brother, Lu Yao, packed their bags and stayed at the Dada Industrial Park. They wrote to explain their rush to complete orders for the army and temples, and also reported on the business situation. Well, the momentum is good.

The fifth brother Hua Heng also handed over a manuscript, which contained general warehouse management methods and various forms and documents. Ling Wuxin knew at a glance that there was another woman's handwriting in it, after all, it was so different, so he handed it to Yiyi, who deliberately sat a little far away from him, so that she could see her sister's masterpiece.

"Well, it's my eldest sister's work. It's very simple and practical. There's nothing wrong with it! Just train the employees to use it!" Yiyi was angry that this man made her eat breakfast and lunch in bed. However, she still took the business seriously. She read it carefully and knew that it was very helpful for reserve resource management, and it was also a good method even for ordinary warehouses.

"...Good boy, you're not mad at me anymore, are you?" Ling Wuxin asked casually while spreading out the paper to write a reply.

"I'm angry! Let's put things one way and sleep in separate rooms!" Yiyi also glanced at his actions casually. Since he was busy with work, she didn't have to argue with him. Her tone could be gentle, but her attitude had to be firm!

"..." Ling Wuxin, who was working hard, was speechless. He had to work first so that he could have more time to coax the woman.