When Zhou Jiyuan arrived at the military camp, it was like a fish finding water.

Every day he followed General Dai's personal soldiers and wandered around the military camp.

General Dai: "Go ahead and have fun. You can run wild as much as you want on your uncle Dai's territory."

"There's not even a female mosquito in the barracks. It's full of men. You can run around naked, it's absolutely safe."

Zhou Jiyuan asked his personal guard for a set of soldier's clothes and put them on himself, holding the golden cudgel in his hand.

He looked like a little soldier.

It's just that golden cudgel that seems a bit out of place.

There was no other way. The spears and swords in the military camp were too big for Zhou Jiyuan to hold, so the golden cudgel looked better.

Zhou Jiyuan felt that he had to hold a weapon in his hand, otherwise he would lack the majesty of a soldier.

Seeing the soldiers training, Zhou Jiyuan also followed with his golden cudgel, shouting and laughing with all his might, his blood boiling with passion.

The soldiers were so happy that they treated Zhou Jiyuan as a pet.

They also noticed that this young master had some background, as they had never seen the general's personal soldiers leading him around.

But this young master was really likable. Not only did he train with them every day, he also ate and lived with them.

I don't see any pretentiousness in him.

Ever since Zhou Jiyuan changed into soldier's uniform, he has been hanging out with these soldiers.

Every night I slept in the soldiers' big bunk bed, smelling the smell of shit, urine and farts all over the room, and I slept better than a pig.

And the pork that the soldiers ate, wow, it was so delicious.

It is a hundred times more fragrant than the pork in Beijing. I wonder what the sows in southern Xinjiang eat to be so fragrant.

Even Mother Han and Sister Xu can’t make it taste like this.

Xu Miao...I think you are not very hungry.

In his spare time, Zhou Jiyuan would take his golden cudgel and perform the Monkey King’s Three Defeats of the White Bone Demon for the soldiers.

This caused the soldiers to clap their hands and cheer.

That day, Zhou Jiyuan was squatting under a tree, holding a big bowl, and shoveling rice into his mouth with all his might.

After training for a whole morning, he was almost starving to death.

The soldier next to him took a piece of meat from his bowl and put it into Zhou Jiyuan's bowl: "A Yuan, how about telling me another story about Sun Wukong later?"

Zhou Jiyuan stared at the pork in the bowl with shining eyes. He stuffed the meat into his mouth with a chopstick and chewed it fiercely, while answering vaguely: "No problem, big brother. I'll tell you after I finish eating."

"Big brother, which part do you want to hear?"

You can even order food here!

The soldiers around were amused and began to put meat from their own bowls into Zhou Jiyuan's bowl.

"Tell us again about Sun Wukong's three battles with the White Bone Demon."

"It's OK to make trouble in Heaven."

"Or tell me the story of Princess Iron Fan. Damn it, I just think Princess Iron Fan is a fool."

"Why do you fall for that ugly Bull Demon King?"

"Or Nezha makes trouble in the sea, that sounds good too."

The soldiers were talking at once, and soon Zhou Jiyuan's bowl was filled with meat.

Zhou Jiyuan...Oh my god, it’s the New Year.

After dinner, Zhou Jiyuan picked up the golden cudgel, stood in the middle of the playground, and began to talk about Sun Wukong with great enthusiasm.

General Dai watched from a distance and laughed...The brat is quite talented, he speaks more excitingly than a storyteller and better than his father Zhou Chenli.

Don’t ask why Zhou Chenli didn’t come to see his son. Duke Dingguo is still hungover.

After entering the military camp, General Dai pulled Zhou Chenli to drink.

Two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years recalled many things from their childhood when they met.

The two chatted and drank, and soon Zhou Chenli got a little drunk.

"Dai Lao Si, you idiot. You were the only one who followed us around like a fool."

"You are responsible for all the troubles that the three of us have caused."

"Also, every time you angered the Emperor, it was a trap set by Lan Yuecen, and you fell into it like a fool."

General Dai held a wine glass and sat on a chair with a stern face, looking at Zhou Chenli, whose face was flushed and his eyebrows were beaming, opposite him.

It turned out that it was those three bastards who had set him up in the first place. That old fox Lan Yuecen came up with the idea, the emperor executed it, and Zhou Chenli beat him up, and he even provided a one-stop service.

"Haha, you don't know, every time we beat you up, the three of us were secretly happy and even nicknamed you the Four Idiots."

"I never thought that you, the fourth fool, would become a famous general in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

General Dai became even angrier when he heard the nickname of the Four Idiots.

At first, his mother would point her finger at his head and call him a fool, saying that he was so tall but had no brains at all.

It seems his mother was right, he is just a fool.

Every time he got beaten, a few days later, he would go to play with Zhou Chenli and the other two. At most, he would scare Lan Yuerou, the crybaby, to vent his anger.

But every time he scared Lan Yuerou, he was beaten even worse.

General Dai held the wine glass and poured it into Zhou Chenli's mouth.

"Drink, drink, drink. Duke Dingguo, it would be disrespectful of you not to drink."

"Take the emperor and Lan Yuecen's portions with you, and tell them that I, Dai Lao Si, miss them."

Zhou Chenli was drunken and dazed. He looked at General Dai and said with a silly smile: "What do you mean by Dai Lao Si? It's Dai Si Fool!"

Next, Zhou Chenli began to have a hangover.

Every day when he woke up from a splitting headache, he would see General Dai sitting at the head of his bed, holding a wine jug and smiling.

"Hey, Lord Dingguo, have you woken up?"

"Come on, come on, get up and drink some more. This is the good wine I brought back for you."

"I heard that drinking it can strengthen your body and prolong your life."

Zhou Chenli pointed at General Dai with red eyes: "Dai Lao Si, you deliberately hurt me, ugh!"

Zhou Chenli tried to leave countless times, but he couldn't. General Dai grabbed him and forced him to drink a lot of liquid, until he vomited bile.

If General Dai had not been afraid of causing a loss of life and being unable to explain to the emperor, he would not have let Zhou Chenli go home.

Zhou Chenli looked at Zhou Jiyuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "Stinky boy, what have you been doing these days?"

"How come you've tanned yourself like a coal ball, so shiny and dark."

"You didn't even come to see your dad. Your uncle Dai almost got him drunk to death."

Zhou Jiyuan also looked at Zhou Chenli, whose face was swollen: "Dad, you have lost weight too. Why are your eyes swollen?"

"Didn't my Uncle Dai give you pork? The pork in southern Xinjiang is delicious, much better than the pork in the capital."

Zhou Jiyuan didn't care about life or death. Besides, his uncle Dai could not harm anyone, and his father was just being pretentious.

Zhou Chenli cursed, "Eat shit! I haven't had a single bite of food since I arrived at the military camp, and I've never even seen any staple food."

Zhou Jiyuan: "Dad, you are so pitiful. Why don't you stay a few more days? You should at least have some meat before you set off."

Zhou Jiyuan didn't want to leave. He felt so comfortable in the barracks that he didn't want to go home at all.

General Dai came over and hugged Zhou Jiyuan: "What's the matter, Yuan doesn't want to go back to the capital?"

"Uncle Dai, I want to stay a few more days. The military camp is so great, and those soldiers are so kind."

General Dai smiled and patted Zhou Jiyuan's head: "When you go back, practice well with Commander Ye. When you're done, come find Uncle Dai."

"Uncle Dai will take you out to sea to fight the Japanese pirates. Maybe our Yuan will become a great hero too."

General Dai...when you come, I will let you taste what it means for a son to pay for his father's debts.

Zhou Jiyuan stared at him with sparkling eyes: "Uncle Dai, it's a deal. Wait a few years and I'll come!"

"And Uncle Dai," Zhou Jiyuan finished, then asked shyly, counting on his fingers, "What do your sows in Southern Xinjiang eat? Why is their meat so delicious?"

No matter what, he just won't give up.

General Dai laughed heartily upon hearing this and said to his personal guards, "Pull a pig onto the cart for Yuan to eat on the road. Our sows in southern Xinjiang are raised on seafood, so their meat is naturally delicious."

Zhou Jiyuan.....turns out he eats seafood, no wonder it smells so good.

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