The battle will break the mountain and the river will be achieved

25.

After the stove sacrifice, there was more severe training. Maybe it was because of the heavy snow before, or maybe it was the absolute strength displayed by the officers on the day of the stove sacrifice. The training atmosphere of the entire barracks has risen to a higher level than before.

Zhao Chengan is also one of the hardworking people. If Zhao Chengan's training before was to do his best, then Zhao Chengan's training is really hard work now.

Jiu Ziren naturally didn't understand what stimulated his clockwork-like sense of urgency, Jiang Cheng seemed to have guessed something, he didn't say anything, but he worked harder than before.

Jiu Ziren barely endured it for four days, seeing that Zhao Chengan was getting more and more ruthless, and even Jiang Cheng was starting to feel wrong, so he couldn't sit still.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Chengan woke up more than half an hour before the meeting again.

The sky outside has not yet dawned, and the whimpering north wind blows the oiled paper on the windows bulging. The wooden door of the barracks is locked from the inside, and there is still a slight chill through the thick curtain. The wind got into the barracks.

The earth dragon below him was not burning hot, Zhao Chengan turned his head to the side, and skillfully put his head against the wall.The cold air that penetrated through the crack of the door licked Zhao Chengan's cheek, and Fang instantly awakened his confused mind.

The barracks was very quiet. The breathing of more than 20 people and a little light smell made the room look peaceful and comfortable.

Zhao Chengan got up rustlingly, touched the clothes beside him, and began to put them on. The socks were tall and tall, and some of them were wrapped around his feet. They were tied with cloth strips, and then he put them on. Thick cotton-soled shoes.

Zhao Chengan got out of bed lightly, groped and carefully pulled out the wooden stick that was on the door panel, and after looking in the dark for a long time, he could still distinguish some vague outlines.

"Wait." An extremely soft voice made Zhao Chengan jump and interrupted his movement of opening the door.

"I'll go with you." Jiang Cheng's voice was soft, with the viscous and low voice of just waking up.

Zhao Chengan turned his head, in the darkness, he could only see the black shadow on Jiang Cheng's bed shaking, "Then hurry up."

Zhao Chengan urged him, his time was very tight, but fortunately Jiang Cheng was not a lazy person, maybe he had prepared in advance, and Zhao Chengan tidied himself up before he had to wait long.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng controlled his steps and walked to him.

Zhao Chengan slightly lifted the door panel upwards, carefully pulled it open, made a thin 'squeak' sound, opened a gap of about one person, pushed the curtain, and walked out.

The two left the tent and walked towards the school field behind the barracks one after the other.

It was still before dawn, and there was no sound in the camp. In the brazier like an iron pot set up by the roadside, the firewood was almost burned, and a slight red light flickered.

Just before Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng entered the school grounds, a patrol team lined up neatly came around from the barracks on the other side, and the two sides happened to meet.

Zhao Chengan pulled Jiang Cheng to take a step aside.

"Stop, what are you doing!"

The leading soldier obviously also saw them, and several of them came up to meet them, surrounded them involuntarily, and hit their chests, backs, and chests with sharp spear points in circles.

Zhao Chengan raised his hands almost subconsciously, with both hands erected by his sides, showing his innocence and misery in a gesture of surrender.

"Which battalion, what are you doing here if you don't sleep!" The leader said, and the guy who was already close to him angrily moved forward, and only missed a shot in Zhao Cheng'an's face.

Zhao Chengan stiffened his neck and leaned back, his eyes were on the spear head coming up from the pestle, he avoided it carefully and did not dare to move, "The brothers misunderstood, we are from the 13th tent in Xiying."

"I'm Zhao Chengan, and this is my brother Jiangcheng in the same barracks." Zhao Chengan tried his best to be as calm as possible, knowing that there might be some misunderstanding, and said steadily, "We are going to the school for early training and additional training."

"Additional training?" The leading soldier moved away from writing the letter a little bit, but the man leaned closer and took a closer look at the two of them.

"Yes, practice more." Zhao Chengan felt his face leaning towards him, and forced himself to be calm, "I don't train well enough on weekdays, so I decided to get up early in the morning to take advantage of no one to practice more."

Zhao Chengan explained truthfully that this was the fifth day of his family training, and he didn't know whether it was a coincidence or his luck a few days ago. been cross-examined.

Now being stopped suddenly by someone, with the appearance of having made a big mistake, he felt a little pondering unconsciously in his heart. Could it be that he committed some taboo and caused trouble for them, Zhao Chengan was worried in his heart.

"Wandering around is not allowed in the military camp, don't you know?!" The man examined Zhao Chengan's words from the bottom of his heart, and reprimanded with a dark face.

"Come here, take it away."

Without waiting for Zhao Chengan to say anything else, the man couldn't help but waved to the people surrounding them.

"Wait a minute, big brother..." Zhao Chengan's arm was violently twisted from behind, and he didn't dare to struggle too much. He only subconsciously twisted a few times, then restrained himself, and called out to the man to try to explain.

"Be honest!" The man who was holding Zhao Chengan kicked his calf lightly.

Zhao Chengan was kicked unexpectedly, staggered a little, managed to stabilize himself again, and wanted to speak again, but his hands behind him were tied up.

"If you have something to say to the captain!" The man ignored Zhao Chengan's words at all, glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was much quieter than Zhao Chengan, and glanced lightly.

"take away!"

Zhao Chengan also knew that this was the end of the matter, and he was afraid that saying more would only cause their dissatisfaction, so he stopped refuting and explaining, and was surrounded in the middle of the team in silence, walking towards the south of the tent area.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng walked side by side, both of them looked like tightly bound prisoners.

"I don't blame you." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, saw that he seemed to be looking sleepy, and comforted him, "It's okay, I'll explain later."

Zhao Chengan pursed his lips, wondering if he didn't listen to what he said, and stubbornly apologized in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm the one who got you into trouble."

If it wasn't for him, Jiang Cheng would probably still be dreaming at this time.

Jiang Cheng frowned, he followed Zhao Chengan to get up, although he was worried, but this worry was also his own intention, Zhao Chengan neither invited him nor bewitched him, so it can't be said that he was involved.

"Don't talk!"

The soldier beside him yelled, interrupted the whispering of the two roughly, and shoved Zhao Chengan.

After walking for a short time, I passed through the Paipai camp, and came to the other side of the camp where Zhao Chengan had not set foot in the past. On the open space on both sides of the path here, the bonfire was still slightly lit. It seemed that someone added more firewood not long ago and started a fire. The beeping sound of burning firewood and the occasional explosion of sparks are particularly eye-catching.

The farther they walked, the brighter the flames, and finally they stopped outside a brightly lit camp.

There were two guards standing on both sides of the tent, seeing the guns in their hands intertwined, "Who are you!"

"Zheng Wen of the 2th Team of the 9nd Patrol Team of Qianji Battalion, please see Captain Hao for something." The man stood in front of the tent and explained in a low voice to the soldiers.

The soldier's eyes stayed on Zhao Chengan who was tied up in various ways for two more seconds, as if he felt familiar, "Wait a minute." The soldier nodded to Zheng Wen, lifted the curtain, and entered the tent.

"Stay honest!" Seeing the soldiers entering, Zheng Wen returned to the front of the team and glared at them.

Zhao Cheng'an knew that this was probably the tent of a certain master, and they were brought here probably to wait for their release.

It's just that they didn't know whether the captain hadn't woken up yet, or there were other military affairs that were urgently dealt with. The group of them waited for nearly half an hour outside the account before they were handed a message to let them in.

Because he wanted to get up early in the morning to practice, and in order not to bind Zhao Chengan, he didn't wear thick clothes. At least compared to Jiang Cheng and other soldiers, he was a lot thinner. I'm going to be numb.

At this moment, Zhao Chengan's already frozen face was stiff, his nose was dripping with snot, but it still fell down uncontrollably, at that moment he couldn't even think of bowing his head.

Zhao Chengan didn't dare to open his mouth, because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the snot would flow into his mouth along the crevice of his lips.

"go!"

Just at this time, the summoning letter came out, and the soldier who was also cold for a long time, but dressed thick enough to keep warm pushed Zhao Chengan as a reminder.

"Ah." Zhao Chengan let out a low voice, tilted his body, and quickly stood up again.

It's just that when he stabilized his figure, he felt something seeped into his mouth.

"Suck..." Zhao Chengan's nose soured, his eyes almost turned red, but before he could feel sad, the water droplets from his nose fell down again.

Zhao Chengan couldn't tell what he felt, so he sucked his nose hard, wishing that the snot would flow back down his throat and turn into phlegm so that he could spit it out.

But no.

Zhao Chengan was pushed forward, looked at the camp that was already close at hand, took a deep breath, stuck out his tongue, snorted and licked it.

......

"Report, Zheng Wen, captain of the seventh team of the second patrol team of Qianji Battalion, see Captain Hao." Zheng Wenfu walked a few quick steps as soon as he entered, and knelt in the middle with one knee clasped in his hands.

Because of the cold wind, Zhao Chengan's body was a little sluggish, and his movements slowed down a step, and he was kicked heavily in the hollow of his leg.

His leg slammed on the ground with all his strength, and there was a loud muffled sound. Zhao Chengan's expression was distorted in pain, but he was guarded against being dishonest. Two soldiers firmly pressed down on his shoulders, one left and one right.

The nose, which was already uncomfortable, couldn't bear the sourness. Zhao Chengan hurriedly lowered his head, held his breath, and watched the sticky snot dragging on for a long time, getting longer and longer.

"Cough." Zhao Chengan's nose was itchy, and he couldn't hold back a muffled cough, and the snot that had been entangled for a long time escaped from his nostrils.

The nasal cavity suddenly felt relaxed.

"What's the matter?" Hao Renyi really just woke up. He ran to Wei Beiying the day before yesterday and didn't sleep for two consecutive days. At the end, someone yelled at him, and he only squinted for an hour when he was full of fights and calculations. At this moment, he looked at the few people kneeling on the ground, yawning one after another, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

"Report to Captain Hao, these two..." Zheng Wen lowered his head slightly and quickly explained the crimes of the two of them.

Hao Renyi yawned a few more times as he listened. Then he lifted his spirits up a bit, and turned his gaze to the two kneeling kneeling under the heavy ties in the back row.

Ok?

Why does he think the one on the left looks familiar?

"Which battalion is it from?" Hao Renyi blinked the steam in his eyes, looked at Zhao Chengan and asked.

"Go back to Captain Hao," Zhao Chengan recognized just now as the one who was sparring with Colonel Fang. He remembered that the two of them had a good relationship, and seeing that they were acquaintances, he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that Zheng Wen didn't interject, he replied cleverly, "My subordinate is Zhao Cheng'an from the 13th tent of Xiying, who belongs to Fang Duwei's 7th middle battalion."

"Fang Wenyan?" Hao Renyi raised his eyebrows and leaned forward.

"Yes." Zhao Chengan replied respectfully.

"Ah! I remembered." Hao Renyi pulled out Zhao Chengan from the depths of his chaotic mind. Fang Wenyan did introduce him to him that day, "I remember you, you fell a dog..." The one who ate shit .

Hao Renyi cut off the conversation and changed the sentence, "The one you Fang Duwei mentioned to me, Zhao Chengan, right?"

"Yes." A trace of embarrassment flashed in Zhao Chengan's eyes, and he suppressed it quickly.

"Oh," Hao Renyi scratched his head, his chaotic brain was buzzing, making him a little slower than usual, "What's wrong with you?"

"..."

"Hao Duwei, we were on patrol just now..." Zheng Wen watched as they were getting closer in front of them, as if they were going to be acquitted in the back, interrupted impatiently, and his voice couldn't help but get louder.

"Okay, I've got a headache from the noise." Hao Renyi frowned and interrupted him, and shouted a few more words, scaring him away from sleepiness, so he pointed at Zhao Chengan instead, "Say it yourself, what's going on?" .”

Zhao Chengan knew that this was a good opportunity, otherwise, according to Zheng Wen's performance, he might be beheaded for public display.

"Yes, the whole reason for this is that the subordinates didn't think well and didn't know the military rules violated the taboo. The subordinates themselves are not good at physical strength, and the training after entering the army is difficult and the progress is slow, so I want to get up an hour earlier every day and want to go to the school to practice for a while , it’s better to follow the training of the colonel officers earlier. And my friend from the same battalion didn’t trust me and was pulled out by me.”

Zhao Chengan's voice was neither deep nor clear, it was between a man's deep voice and a child's clear voice, and it was very comfortable to listen to when he narrated it in an unhurried and unhurried manner.

It's just that these words are a bit unsightly in Jiang Cheng's ears, what do you mean being forced out by him.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and met Zhao Chengan's firm gaze.

you!

Zhao Chengan's face was frank, he was indeed responsible for this matter, no matter what, Jiang Cheng was involved by him, if he wasn't worried about him, how could Jiang Cheng break the rules.And since it was because of him, he couldn't let Jiang Chengping get involved.

and...

Zhao Chengan glanced at Hao Renyi who was at the top. Because of Fang Wenyan, he had a relationship with him, and for Fang Wenyan's sake, he might not be too embarrassing for him, so picking Jiangcheng out was the best choice. .

Jiang Cheng's face was ashen, but he also knew that now was not the time to refute. This school official and Zhao Chengan obviously knew each other. If Zhao Chengan said so, if he refuted it, it would not cause the other party's dissatisfaction.

It's just that for Zhao Chengan's behavior of involuntarily rejecting all his mistakes, his heart is slightly warmed and his heart is filled with anger.

Hao Renyi nodded, and looked at Zhao Chengan with a hint of approval. He still believed in the person Fang Wenyan could introduce, "Speaking of which, he is also hardworking."

"Captain!" Zheng Wen raised his head in surprise, "The Tie Ji of the military camp must not be disrupted by just one person."

"Okay, okay, I know." Hao Renyi looked at Zheng Wen helplessly.

This Zheng Wen is another centurion under Captain Chen. He can read and write, and his martial arts are not bad. There are good and bad, Captain Chen often sighed with them because of him.

At this moment, Hao Renyi could be considered to have learned about this person's stubbornness, and he rolled his eyes silently in his heart, wishing that someone would call Chen Duwei to take him away.

Hao Renyi took a sympathetic look at Zhao Chengan's small body, whoever was wrong, it was luck to meet him, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"Although those who don't know it is not surprising, but the military camp has strict laws and regulations. The curfew is from Haishi to Maoshi. After the curfew, no one is allowed to wander in the military camp. Once found, they will be dealt with as spying on the military camp."

Hao Renyi paused maliciously.

Zhao Chengan's heart tightened, stabbing, spying on the barracks? !

Such a crime, once convicted, is either death or injury!

Zhao Chengan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly looked up at Hao Renyi. Even Jiang Cheng couldn't maintain his usual composure, and looked up at Hao Renyi.

"But it's because you're new here, and you don't know much about it, and you're all working hard to make progress, so it's not as bad as this." Hao Renyi admired their expressions enough, panted, and added slowly, seeing Zheng Wen's originally relaxed face tensed up again, feeling a little more comfortable in his heart.

"Captain!"

"Okay." Hao Renyi waved his hand, and once again interrupted Zheng Wen's rebuttal, "Don't be stubborn, although the curfew has been enforced for more than a month, this military order is indeed not issued to them ,Is not it?"

"Those who don't know don't blame it, and no punishment is not enough to convince the public."

"How about it." Hao Renyi touched his chin, "Come here."

"exist!"

The soldiers outside the door came in.

"Zhao Chengan, you have violated the military regulations. It is your first offense, and you will be fined 10 boards. As for this Jiangcheng, since you have been 'dragged and dragged' by you, the big crime is not enough, and small punishments are inevitable. I will fine you 5 boards as an example. .”

Hao Renyi settled down on their punishment slowly, and then yawned uncontrollably.

"Captain, this matter..."

"No problem." Hao Renyi seemed to completely block Zheng Wen, interrupted him, and urged him to ask again.

"Yes!" Zhao Chengan reacted and quickly received the punishment, "This subordinate receives the punishment."

This is already the best result!

Zheng Wen also knew that Hao Renyi would not be severely punished, so he pursed his lips and didn't continue talking. 10 boards was a lesson, Zheng Wen thought for a moment and accepted the order.

"Okay, let's go down and receive the punishment." Hao Renyi stood up and stretched, impatiently preparing to go back to catch up on sleep. When he reached the screen, he turned around and told him, "You should not move around after the execution. You are allowed to shut up." I will reflect on my past for three days, and I will go and tell you, Colonel Fang."

After finishing speaking, he walked around the screen without looking back, and when Tuliu heard what he said, Zheng Wen, whose expression was already calm, turned dark again.

Isn't closing the door just a break?

10 board rest for three days!

It's the New Year's Eve in three days, and after that, it's the three-day holiday for the whole army during the New Year's Eve. Isn't it just six days inside and out!

This means that 20 boards are enough for fattening.

"Humph!"

After leaving the captain's tent, Zhao Cheng'an and Jiang Cheng were taken away by a group of soldiers. When Zheng Wen walked past them, he still snorted angrily.

The boarding place was not far from the camp, and it took about half a stick of incense to walk.

The people in the execution hall were all asleep, and they were called up temporarily. When they heard that they were being sent to receive punishment, their expressions turned pale.

Zhao Cheng'an thought to himself, if he was suddenly called out like this, if he was angry about getting up, he might not want to beat him to death.

But he didn't dare to say that, he could only try his best to stay out of trouble.

"Don't run around! You know, don't try to escape."

The person in charge of the execution first untied them, then pointed to the long bench next to them, "Go over there and lie on your stomach!"

broken.

Zhao Chengan's heart was heavy. He had heard people say that a seasoned torturer could beat a person with three blows.

"This brother," Jiang Cheng cupped his hands towards the person who sent them to the room, "The captain said that our brother has received a penalty and will have to rest for three days. I wonder if someone will send someone to inform Fang Duwei and Zhao Duwei. Now it's time for morning training... this..."

What Jiang Cheng said was sincere and affectionate, and Zhao Chengan had never seen such a pitiful look of guilt.

The soldier glanced at them, and seemed to respond casually, "I have already sent someone to notify."

After thinking about it, he added another sentence, "After you are tortured, I will send you back to the camp."

Become!

Zhao Cheng'an's eyes lit up after going around the bend to understand the deep meaning of Jiang Cheng's move.

With these words, presumably that person would not vent to them even if he was angry about getting up.

Heaved a sigh of relief, and when Zhao Chengan, who had been tense for a long time, was pressed on the stool and took off his pants, he realized in a daze that the sky outside the window had already revealed a few streaks of fishy blue.

This was the first time he showed his buttocks in front of others. Zhao Chengan was lying on his stomach, but tried his best to tighten his hips.

"one."

"Snapped!"

The thick wooden stick slammed heavily on the skin-wrapped buttocks following the voice.

Zhao Chengan gritted his teeth violently, swallowed the whisper that was about to come out, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tensed.

The delay of the pain started to spread after about two seconds, Zhao Chengan clenched his teeth even more.

Burning pain.

"two."

"Snapped."

Following the chanting, the wooden stick was struck down for the second time.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth!

Zhao Chengan subconsciously looked to the side, and the person in charge of Jiangcheng had stepped aside, showing the same lying posture, revealing a white Jiangcheng.

Jiang Cheng also looked at him at about the same time.

Zhao Chengan put on a smile and nodded.

"six!"

Jiang Cheng had already got up from the stool.

Zhao Chengan lowered his head again, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, bulging veins popped out on his forehead, and his face began to turn red.

"seven!"

Zhao Chengan finally couldn't help but let out a heavy snort, blinked the moisture out of his eyes, and clenched his teeth even harder.

10 boards, said quickly and quickly, it seemed to be over in a short while, but Zhao Chengan felt that that moment seemed to be long and boundless.

"How is it?" His voice was hoarse, and Jiang Cheng came over to support him first.

"It's okay." Zhao Chengan breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling a sharp pain between his hip bones, but he had no choice but to stand up from the stool with Jiang Cheng's support.

Probably because he felt guilty that he had suffered a few fewer boards than him, Jiang Cheng took the initiative to wait for him to lift his pants.

Zhao Chengan was flattered, but also embarrassed.

After the initial period, the pain eased, and Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng left with support.

When they got out of the punishment hall, the guards did not send them back as they said just now, but left without permission.

When they returned to the barracks, the assembly drum had already been beaten halfway, and many people rushed past them to gather. When they walked back to the barracks, there was no one in the room.

"How are you?" Jiang Cheng helped Zhao Chengan carefully sit down on the edge of the kang, and asked worriedly.

"It's really fine." Zhao Chengan slightly supported his body, the pain has gone down a lot now, if he doesn't move or touch, the pain is not so bad anymore.

Just pressing like this, it feels like there is a blunt knife sharpening the flesh, and there is medicine in Zhao Chengan's bag, his father spent money to ask the doctor to dispense it, but he doesn't know that the medicine won't work on the buttocks.

In addition, Ke Huan is here, and it is not easy for him to see it, let alone for others to see it. It is a bit inconvenient to apply medicine.

"let me see."

Jiang Cheng's butt also hurt, but after all, it was only five blows. Apart from walking around, he didn't feel much discomfort. Compared with Zhao Chengan, who was already red and swollen just now, his little pain was really nothing.

He was more worried about Zhao Chengan, "Let me see."

"what?"

"butt."

Jiang Cheng is now on the edge of the Kang, Zhao Chengan is sitting on the edge of the Kang, Jiang Cheng is beside him, condescending, frowning, saying that he wants to see his ass.

Zhao Chengan's face turned red.

"Let me see if your injury is serious." Jiang Cheng was rarely patient, talking more than usual.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, it's only 10 boards! I'll recover after a rest." Zhao Chengan resisted, "Don't worry, by the way, I haven't asked you yet, are you okay?"

"No." Jiang Cheng shook his head, looking at Zhao Chengan with hesitation, "Are you really okay? Just tell me if you have something to do, I have medicine here, you..."

"Don't worry, I'm really, really fine!"

What Zhao Chengan said was categorical and swears.

But it was Zhao Chengan who swore that he was fine, and developed a high fever that night.

At that time, Jiuzi Ren had just returned from Fang Wenyan's place with the golden sore medicine for Zhao Chengan.

"Is Xiao An still sleeping?" Jiu Ziren asked in a low voice.

Everyone in the room was still asleep, but they all lowered their voices in order not to wake Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng who were asleep.

"No, I haven't woken up since dinner." Ding Gao glanced at Zhao Chengan, then at Jiangcheng, "Jiangcheng just woke up for a while, seeing that Chengan was still asleep, he followed suit."

Jiu Ziren nodded, God knows he didn't see Zhao Chengan and Jiang Cheng all morning, and he didn't know how worried they were when they were beaten and fined until he returned to the barracks at noon.

Fortunately, it's just a small punishment and a big warning, and the 10 board should be ready soon.

Jiu Ziren thought to himself, he should keep an eye on the two of them in the future. He originally thought that Jiang Cheng was a stable person, so he didn't think it would be reassuring.

Jiu Ziren thought that the sore medicine given by Fang Wenyan should be much better than what Zhao Chengan bought for 50 Wen, so he got on the kang and carefully pushed Zhao Chengan who was lying prone through the quilt.

"Xiao An? Xiao An, wake up, I'll change your medicine for you."

Zhao Chengan fell asleep, feeling stiff and sore all over, and there seemed to be some rustling sounds in his ears, intermittently, faintly.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he seemed to have lost control of his body, and he could only let waves of sleepiness and sourness wash over his body over and over again.

It seemed that someone was calling his name in his ear, the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Zhao Chengan felt that someone pushed him lightly, and he struggled to respond to him, but he couldn't move no matter what.

"Xiao An, Xiao An?"

Jiu Ziren increased his strength in worry, he always felt that Zhao Chengan was going to have problems like this.

Zhao Chengan leaned sideways on the pillow, his face slightly covered by his long hair moved with his pushing.

"Xiao An?" Jiuzi stared at Zhao Chengan intently, why did he feel that the other person's face seemed to be red.

Jiu Ziren raised his hand to touch the side of his face.

"Xiao An! Wake up, Xiao An!" Jiu Ziren called out loudly uncontrollably.

Noticing his gaffe, everyone in the room looked over, "What's wrong? Brother Jiu, what's wrong with Xiao An?"

Wang Yushan was the closest to them and moved over from the kang first.

"I have a fever." Jiu Ziren clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm going to find someone to help." After saying that, he ran out quickly.

In such a huge military camp, he knew someone who might be able to help, but Jiu Ziren racked his brains and there was only one Fang Wenyan, thinking about the medicine Fang Wenyan gave him just now, Jiu Ziren went straight to his tent .

After much tossing, Zhao Chengan woke up again at noon of the next day.

When he woke up, Jiu Ziren and Jiang Cheng were kneeling and sitting beside him.

"You're awake." Jiang Cheng's voice was still a little hoarse, and he was relieved to see him wake up.

"What's wrong? How long have I been asleep."

Zhao Chengan, who had just woken up, was still a little confused. He looked at the still bright sky outside, felt the emptiness in his stomach, and asked, "Is it time for dinner?"

Jiang Cheng froze for a moment, heaved a sigh of relief, and pointed at him with a wry smile.

???

"I still know that I'm thinking about eating, so I don't seem to be stupid." Jiang Cheng said.

you just...

Burn stupid?

Zhao Chengan looked puzzled.

"You've been sleeping for a day and a half, and you got hot last night." Jiu Ziren couldn't stand it, and leaned over and said, "It's hot, thanks to Colonel Fang's help, or you'll be a fool."

Zhao Chengan also came over with hysteria at this moment, remembering the discomfort he felt while sleeping but not sleeping, it turned out that he had a fever, no wonder he felt so uncomfortable.

"Go and order some hot food for Cheng An Duan." Jiang Cheng said to Jiu Ziren, "There should be porridge on the stove right now."

"Okay, then you look at him and drink the medicine in a while." Jiu Ziren got out of bed after speaking, lifted the curtain and went out.

Only then did Zhao Chengan see the porcelain bowl beside the bed, and the dark medicinal soup in the bowl.

"..."

"Actually, I'm already healed." Zhao Chengan hoarse.

Jiang Cheng took the bowl and stirred it with a spoon, making a rustling sound, "Cheng An, thank you."

"Before, I was the one who got you into trouble." Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes and said again.

"I, Jiangcheng, owe you."

"..."

What is involved and not involved, isn't it just a drink of medicine, so that it won't happen.

Zhao Chengan awkwardly took the bowl in his hand, and a mixed smell between sour and stench came to his nostrils.

Zhao Chengan twisted his face, held his breath, and took a breath to sink his dantian, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to his mouth.

Goo-dong, goo-dong...

After draining a bowl of black juice, Zhao Chengan's face was wrinkled into a ball, it was really, really bad to drink.

Jiang Cheng took the medicine bowl and handed Zhao Chengan another porcelain bowl, "Drink some water and press it."

Zhao Chengan took the cow drink in two or three mouthfuls, and when the bitter taste in his mouth finally dissipated, he was already sweating profusely.

"Why do I have a fever?" Zhao Chengan put down the bowl. He still remembered that he had a good dinner in the afternoon after being beaten. It was rare for him to find two large pieces of meat in the bowl, and he ate them all in one bite. Burned?It also burned to the point where people were confused.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he pushed him to lie down, tucked him in the quilt, "Sweat."

Zhao Chengan thought for a while, "Ah, I remembered, it's probably because I'm wearing thin clothes."

He suddenly remembered that yesterday, for the convenience of exercising, he was indeed wearing a little thin. "I was frozen in front of Captain Hao Du's tent before, and my nose was dripping down one after another."

"I guess it was because of the cold at that time."

In addition, he was beaten for a while, and the cold wind blew all the way, and he didn't take a sip of hot water to warm his feet when he came back. The cold air was in his body, no wonder he had a fever.

Zhao Chengan didn't say this, but how could someone as smart as Jiangcheng not understand.

But no matter what, he owed it to him.

Jiang Cheng smiled, the kind of spring breeze, gentle and persuasive, "Let me help you with the medicine."

"???"

What medicine?

Just recovered from the fever analysis, the lower half of the quilt has been pulled up.

"This medicine was given by that school official Fang." Jiang Cheng took a small ceramic jar and opened the red seal.

A fragrance mixed with a faint medicinal smell engulfed Zhao Chengan's mind for a moment.

"It's said to be very easy to use." Jiang Cheng said again, and now he had lifted Zhao Chengan's lower half of the quilt, and had already grabbed his trousers with one hand.

Zhao Chengan felt the force of pulling his underwear, and he was shocked. In distress, he grabbed his pants.

Immediately realized what he meant by taking medicine.

"No need!" Zhao Chengan let out a hoarse voice, howled half-sharply, and smiled bitterly, "I'll take the medicine by myself in a while."

"Are you sure?" Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "You hurt your butt."

"I'm still Jiu Ziren, you choose one."

Jiang Cheng thought about it, and gave Zhao Chengan a choice in a compromise.

However, he didn't want to choose anyone!

Zhao Chengan was speechless, he didn't look too fragile, why did he protect him like this?

"Choose one." Jiang Cheng understood Zhao Chengan's intention to run away at a glance.

"..."

It seems to have been heard somewhere, "If you can't resist in life, choose to lie in bed."

Zhao Chengan hesitated for a second. Compared with Jiu Ziren's black heart, Jiang Cheng looked softer.

"You do it."

Zhao Chengan's injury was neither serious nor light, and the executioner didn't kill him, nor was he merciful.

Compared to Wubanzi's Jiang Cheng, Zhao Chengan's butt looked a bit miserable.

The large staggered blue and purple bruises looked shocking.

Zhao Chengan glanced back vigorously, and caught sight of that miserable buttocks.

Jiang Cheng dug out a piece of fresh ointment, and pressed it down with his big hand according to the target.

I have to say that the ointment that Fang Wenyan sent is really effective, and of course it doesn't rule out that Zhao Chengan's injuries are not serious.

Anyway, on the third day after being boarded, Zhao Chengan was able to get out of bed and walk around like Jiang Cheng.

By this time, it was already New Year's Eve.

Compared with the lively New Year Festival, the New Year's Eve, which will have a three-day holiday, is even more exciting.

Not only hot, but also grand.

Zhao Chengan looked at Jiang Cheng and Ding Gao pasting the window grilles, and commented from time to time, Ding Gao's cut is beautiful, Jiang Cheng, you pasted it.

The rest of the barracks were called out to help, and there were only three of them in the room now.

Zhao Chengan was in charge of stirring the paste to prevent it from solidifying, Jiang Cheng was in charge of pasting it, and Ding Gao sat beside him and provided the window grilles.

The red paper was collected by Wang Yushan, the window grilles were cut by Ding Gao, and the paste was taken from the camp kitchen.

Zhao Chengan looked at the big guys who were busy after training these two days, and he felt a sense of loneliness being excluded by the organization.

I don't know if he sensed Zhao Chengan's loss of being out of place, but Li Baodi ran in from the outside in a hurry.

"It's great that you are here." Li Baodi said to the three of them as soon as he entered.

"What's the matter?" Ding Gao sat on the kang, still holding scissors in his hands, pulling them one by one.

"Jiuge and Brother Shan want you to discuss something." Li Baodi passed the flower out of breath.

"The battalion asked each account to have two talents, one today and one tomorrow."

"Talent?" Zhao Chengan felt that this thing sounded familiar.

"Yes, the impromptu performances of the Flower God Festival and the Qiqiao Festival are for the whole army to have fun together. In every tent, there must be performances. You can write poems and play music."

"An ancient version of the gala. This is it." Zhao Chengan muttered in a low voice. His first reaction was, is there a fellow in the high-level?

Ding Gao's focus is the same as his