After being reborn as a man, the woman improved her family's fortunes through education.

Ouyang Zheng, who remained unfazed even when facing hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, was defeated by his two young disciples.

One is reckless and stubborn, the other is sharp-tongued and quick-witted—what kind of lousy kids has he taken in!

After lunch, one person led two others, then two others led three, and the six of them checked out of the room together and headed to the military camp.

Jiang Xiaoqi knew that it would be futile to stop them, so he simply let the others come along, so that they could help him if anything happened.

After all, he was new to the army and could only stay in the medical camp with his senior.

They genuinely helped treat the wounded soldiers' wounds and took care of the injured.

Upon arriving at the camp entrance, Ouyang Zheng showed the guard the waist token given to him by Mu Yuanqing, and then led his group inside.

The camp was large, and the soldiers were training, but the weather was cold and their spirits were low.

Peng Qing came running over excitedly to greet them: "Oh my, you actually brought the kids!"

Peng Qing didn't think these two kids had any real skills. The older one might have some tricks up his sleeve, but the younger one had only been following his senior brother for a few months. What could he possibly learn?

"Let's go inside first!" Ouyang Zheng didn't answer, but led everyone into his own tent, which was arranged by Coach Mu last night and was very spacious.

"You will live here from now on. Do not wander around except for the medical ward."

Jiang Xiaoqi and Li Haisheng exchanged a glance: "Don't worry, Master, we're not going anywhere!"

There were three beds in the tent, one large and two small ones, and the two small ones were definitely prepared for the two of them.

Wenbin, Li Mo, and A Niu naturally didn't stay here. Instead, Peng Qing took them directly to the military medical department's tent to live with the military doctors.

Ouyang Zheng looked at his two disciples with a serious expression: "I will be away for a while. You two should stay in the tent and follow your master's instructions."

Jiang Xiaoqi and Li Haisheng nodded repeatedly, indicating that they understood.

Ouyang Zheng turned and left the tent, heading towards the marshal's main tent.

While Ouyang Zheng and Mu Yuanqing were discussing a plan to lure the enemy, Jiang Xiaoqi and Li Haisheng had already made their way to the supervisor's camp.

Yes, that's the camp of Marquis Chengen, Yang Guozhong.

This name... reminded Jiang Xiaoqi of a certain dynasty's imperial brother-in-law.

On the way to the Northern Border, when he first heard his uncle mention this person's full name, he was speechless for quite a while.

This name sounds like that of a person who would bring ruin to the country, and it's also very fitting for the identity of the emperor's brother-in-law.

"Afei, what's our next step?"

Li Haisheng used a breathy, low-pitched voice.

"What do you mean, how do I do it? Master told us to stay put in the tent and listen to Master."

"What do you mean I should listen to my master? What about you? You're going to try to trick me into going so you can secretly do something big on your own!"

"Shh! Senior brother, keep your voice down. The people in here are no good. Don't let our recklessness implicate Master!"

After Jiang Xiaoqi finished speaking, without waiting for Li Haisheng's response, he took out a small razor blade and used it to cut several inconspicuous slits in the tent.

It wasn't too big, and the gaps didn't look like anything serious from the outside, but in the howling, all-pervasive north wind, they could quickly cool down the inside of the tent.

"Hmph, even if the bigger picture is the priority, we still need to collect some interest first! Alright, senior brother, let's go back!"

The two of them returned to their master's tent without anyone noticing and stayed there obediently, as if they had never gone out.

The next morning, Cheng Enbo woke up from his sleep to find the charcoal brazier burned out. He looked around and saw that the brazier had long since burned out.

"Guards! Guards! Who was watching the charcoal fire last night? How dare they withhold my charcoal! How dare they!"

The soldiers guarding the camp entered upon hearing the noise, but they didn't find it particularly cold inside. This supervisor from the capital was just too pampered!

"What brings you here, sir?"

"Achoo! Ah~ Achoo! What is it? Are you blind? Can't you see that the charcoal has burned out, and you don't even let someone keep an eye on it and add new charcoal! This is utter dereliction of duty!"

Yang Guozhong cursed and swore as he ordered someone to quickly add more charcoal to his stove.

Although the soldiers were dissatisfied, they had no choice but to comply.

This was not their job, but they were unlucky enough to be assigned to guard this man's tent. No other officers in the other tents had such a humiliating superior.

Marshals and generals usually have their own soldiers serving them, but this supervisor came with more than a dozen maids. Doesn't he know that women are not allowed in the military camp?

The maid was stopped outside the camp by the marshal's orders, and now she has no one to serve her—it's her own fault! It's the patrolmen and guards who are suffering!

Yang Guozhong wrapped himself in several thick quilts, but he still felt a chill running down his back. This northern border was indeed no place for a human to live.

If it weren't for the desire to gain official rank and restore the Chengen Earl's Mansion to its former glory, he wouldn't have volunteered to come to this desolate, icy place.

Two days later, he developed a high fever. The military medical department prepared a decoction, which made the soldiers guarding the tent suffer again as they fed him the medicine.

The military camp was already running low on cold-weather medicine, so even with the herbs cobbled together from various sources, the prescription was still incomplete.

Most of the herbs were simply boiled down to extract color and then discarded. This was useless; the military supervisor was fine after drinking it, but the soldiers couldn't drink such ineffective medicine.

In the past few days, Wenbin and Li Mo have helped the military doctors with a lot of work, and naturally learned a lot about the current situation in the military camp from them.

The biggest problem is the lack of medicinal herb reserves. Jiang Xiaoqi does have some herbs in his space, but it's just a drop in the ocean when facing an army of 50,000.

Of these 50,000 people, over a thousand have caught a cold, and quite a few have persistent high fevers. If only there were fever reducers.

Huh? Fever reducers? Jiang Xiaoqi pulled out the system he had forgotten for a long time, and after several rounds of bargaining and back-and-forth, he finally traded a few antique vases and the system for 10,000 fever reducers.

Both sides felt they had gained something, so it was a win-win situation.

After receiving the antipyretics, Jiang Xiaoqi crushed them into powder in batches.

Tomorrow he and his senior brother will go to the military medical tent to help take care of the patients. They can then find a way to get soldiers with high fevers to drink water mixed with antipyretics.

However, this matter must be kept secret, otherwise it would be troublesome if we were mistaken for spies who poisoned the animals.

With over a thousand people and more than a dozen camps, it seems it will take three or four days to cover the entire area. Should we ask Wenbin and Li Mo to assist us?

As for his senior brother, although they've gotten along well these past few months, he still trusts his own people more.

Ah Niu is one thing, though. It's true that he's sharp-witted and quick-witted, but he's also genuinely honest and simple-minded, not just pretending as they initially thought. He's truly honest.

Yang Guozhong finally discovered the damaged tents and flew into a rage at the soldiers guarding them, even threatening to drag them away for military punishment.

Fortunately, several military officers happened to pass by and rescued the man, taking him away.

The soldiers guarding the tent, by a stroke of luck, no longer had to serve this great Buddha.

When the soldiers guarding the tent were redistributed, no one was willing to come. In the end, the military administration had no choice but to send out strong laborers who had been doing odd jobs in the kitchen.