Heaven

Ji Kongqing looked at the well-organized camp. Is this the Tianshu Camp that Mingrui is proud of?He touched his chin, it really deserves praise!

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The next day, Ji Kongqing was awakened by a knock on the door.

He was secretly surprised that he slept until the sun was up.

Sure enough, a high bed warm pillow is not as good as a peace of mind?He reaffirmed that his days of nightmares were finally over.

Finally arrived at Mingrui's territory, he couldn't help chuckling, can he eat and drink from now on?

He quickly washed and washed, and opened the door, it turned out to be the little soldier from last night.

"Mr. Ji, I listened to the movement outside the door for a long time. I saw that you hadn't gotten up yet, so I didn't dare to disturb you. Later, I was afraid of delaying the time for breakfast, so I had to..." The little soldier was a little embarrassed.

Ji Kongqing thanked him repeatedly and asked him what his plans are for today.

"Go eat breakfast first, and then collect the military expenses, um - the house you live in has been arranged, and you can move there later. It should be able to catch up with the drill in the afternoon!" The little soldier snapped his fingers Start counting the itinerary.

Ji Kongqing went down to the dining hall led by the little guards.

I saw the little soldier took out an iron plate from his arms, with the word "special" vaguely engraved on it, and handed it to the steward of the canteen.

The steward glanced at the sign, turned around and entered the kitchen, and after a while brought out a vermilion lacquer tray.I saw a bowl of lean meat and fragrant rice porridge in the center of the tray, and four dishes of delicate side dishes and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake beside it.

The little soldier took the tray and handed it to Ji Kongqing, and he took four steamed buns from the big steamer beside him, made a plate of pickles, and found an empty table with Ji Kongqing to sit down to eat.

Ji Kongqing saw that the people around were all white steamed buns or porridge with different side dishes, so he asked, "Why are the meals for me different from others?"

The little soldier handed the iron plate just now to Ji Kongqing to see: "This is a token specially given by the commander. With this brand, all food and clothing expenses will be given preferential treatment. You have to put it away, and remember to take out what you need first." .”

Ji Kongqing frowned and said, "Then I don't usually use this brand, can I? I'm also a recruit in the battalion, I don't want to be too independent."

The little soldier obviously didn't expect Ji Kongqing to ask such a question. He scratched his head, thought for a long time, and said, "Anyway, I've given you the brand name. There is no rule whether you can take it out or use it."

Ji Kongqing watched him nibbling pickles all over his head while his eyes circled around the sweet-scented osmanthus cake beside him, and said with a smile: "I don't actually have a big appetite, it would be nice if I could finish the porridge. This pastry is really too much, how about Do me a favor and solve it? Speaking of which, I haven't tasted pickles for a long time, why don't we eat our respective dishes together!"

The little soldier is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

When he was at home, in autumn, his mother often picked up some sweet-scented osmanthus and made them into pastries.

Later, his father died early due to illness, and when the times were not good, the family could hardly get rid of the fire, so he wanted to join the army so that he could use some Anjia money to support his mother and younger brother.

Jing Mingrui saw that although he was young, he could afford hardships, and he still had some talent for martial arts, so he made an exception and accepted him as a guard.

It has been more than two years since he joined the army, but he has never been home once, and he misses his mother's specialty sweet-scented osmanthus cake very much.

The little soldier listened to Ji Kongqing's suggestion, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, thought about it, and decided not to disappoint the other party's kindness.

He thanked Ji Kongqing, swallowed two pieces of sugar cake in one gulp, and finally relieved the glutton in his stomach.

After the meal was finished, the little soldier realized that most of Ji Kongqing's food had gone into his stomach, and he was very embarrassed.He glanced at Ji Kongqing gratefully: "I didn't expect Mr. Ji to be so good-looking and kind-hearted!"

Ji Kongqing was a little speechless by his praise.

This is the first time I was teased so simply!

He saw how the little soldier was eating to his heart's content, and thought it would be a good idea to occasionally exchange the iron plate for some delicious food to share with others.

After the two had dinner, they went to the Military Service Department together to collect their daily expenses.

The quartermaster still inspected the iron plate, and after a long time after entering, he actually rolled out a small three-wheel flat cart!

The two parties outlined and counted the items on the car one by one according to a long list, and it really had everything that one could expect, which was extremely appropriate.

Ji Kongqing saw that there were four cloth bags sewn together in pairs with straps, and didn't understand what they were.

The little soldier explained that these are leggings that can hold sand and are used for weight-bearing exercises. The coach will give guidance on how much to hold when practicing.As he spoke, he rolled up his trousers, revealing an identical pair of leggings.

The quartermaster asked Ji Kongqing to sign the list, and finally reminded them that if any items were damaged, remember to come back and report for reclaiming before letting the two of them leave.

Then the little soldier pushed the cart by himself, and brought Ji Kongqing to the courtyard where the recruits lived.

The room arranged for him to live in was not the Datong bunk where ordinary soldiers lived, but a small single room that was originally used by the instructor, with tables, chairs and benches in it.

The little guards were the first to unload the daily utensils on the cart.He asked Ji Kongqing to wait in the house, and he went to bring Ji Kongqing's clothes and books over, and tidy them up together.

Ji Kongqing walked around the room boredly, and found a rag and a small copper basin from the low cabinet in the corner.He fetched some water, wiped all the furniture in the room carefully, and organized the utensils he had brought.

When Ji Kongqing had almost arranged the things, the soldiers who had gone to move the things also came back, and they kept sighing why they didn't wait for him to come and let him do it. How could a scholar do this kind of rough work, which made Ji Kongqing angry again. I was speechless for a while.

The two had another sumptuous lunch together, took a short rest, and rushed to the recruits' school grounds.

Tianshu Camp has not posted a list of recruits recently, and now the recruits in the camp are all recommended or delayed for some reason and did not catch up with the last batch of drills.

This afternoon is the formation drill, nothing more than some simple formations such as square formations and circular formations. First, small teams practice individually, and then all practice together.

The little soldier brought Ji Kongqing to the coach and introduced him.

The coach looked at Ji Kongqing with a cold face, and put him into a team of nine people.He asked the squad leader to come out and introduce the formation rules to Ji Kongqing alone.

The little soldier said goodbye to Ji Kongqing with a smile, and told him his battalion number, telling him to go to him when he had rough work to do.Before he left, he quietly told Ji Kongqing that the instructor in the new barracks was notoriously cold-faced instructor, he trained people very strictly, but he had a good heart.

After a while, Ji Kongqing returned to the team to start training after listening to the team leader's explanation.He has an excellent memory, never missed a position, and was the first to arrive at the position several times in the subsequent joint training.In the end, even the cold instructor looked at him and couldn't help the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a satisfied smile.

This afternoon, everyone practiced for two and a half hours before the coach announced that the team would gather for dinner.

Along the way, everyone was extremely curious about this handsome scholar—a consensus among the insiders—and rushed to Ji Kongqing to ask questions.

Everyone secretly compared him to the most beautiful girl in their hometown, and they were amazed to find that those tofu Xi Shi and Sai Jinhua were not as good as her little finger!

Just like that, Ji Kongqing was surrounded by a group of big men and walked towards the dining hall.

Fortunately, they still remember to respect scholars and dare not take any offensive actions.

When they arrived at the dining hall, Ji Kongqing naturally received two plates of meat dishes with a wave of the iron sign, and ate at a long table with the brothers in his team.

Because everyone was given two chopsticks of meat, everyone was smiling after eating this meal, and soon became friends with Ji Kongqing, and some even secretly taught him how to be lazy.

Ji Kongqing had never experienced such a life before, only felt a joy rarely seen in more than 20 years.

When he was full of wine and food, Ji Kongqing cheerfully returned to his private room, only to find that someone was waiting for him in the room!

The visitor was young, with a round face, big black eyes, a slightly raised nose, and two dimples on his cheeks when he smiled. He looked very pleasing.

He was wearing a suit of shiny armor and was pacing up and down the room.

"Are you Ji Kongqing from Jing Kingdom? I have waited for you!" Silver Helmets said immediately when he saw Ji Kongqing coming in.

"You are..." Ji Kongqing was a little confused.

"My name is Xia Qi, and I am...the vanguard officer of Tianshu Camp." He hesitated a bit.

Ji Kongqing discovered that there were two strange black runes on his neck, which turned out to be of the blood of a celestial being!

"So it's General Xia, sorry for your disrespect." Ji Kongqing exchanged greetings while finding a small bag of tea from the cabinet, for some reason, he always felt that the other party's eyes lit up when he said the word general.

Ji Kongqing put down the teacup, and then asked: "I don't know why General Xia is here?"

"You are from Jing country, do you know how to make the magic ballista?" Xia Qi asked earnestly.

Didn't he think that just looking for someone in Jingguo would build a magic ballista?

That is a state secret!

Ji Kongqing caressed his forehead: "Although I am from Jing, I don't know the craftsmen in the army..."

Xia Qi was very disappointed, and muttered: "It's over, it's over, it seems that this time I will lose the bet with the commander again. My dark cloud, are you going to leave me?"

Ji Kongqing wondered: "Isn't General Xia a vanguard officer? How come you are in charge of ordnance manufacturing?"

Xia Qi was a little embarrassed when she heard the words, so she had to lower her head and explain: "Isn't there a vacancy in the Pioneer Battalion for the time being? So the commander asked me to take the errand of the Ordnance Department first."

Ji Kongqing suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Your surname is Xia, and you are good at making machinery, so you can't be the only disciple of Ban Zhong, the world's number one master craftsman, right?"

Xia Qi raised her chest when she heard the words: "That's right, my master is indeed the number one master craftsman in the world. But my ambition is actually to be a general and charge into battle!"

Ban Zhong has been famous for many years. Because of his withdrawn personality, he was once murdered by his fellow disciples. He threatened not to accept his disciples and would bring all his skills into the coffin, but he didn't know why he made an exception and accepted Xia Qi in his later years.

Two years ago, Xia Qi made her debut and built a mechanical bird that could fly and turn in the air, and presented it to Emperor Chu. Her skills shocked the world, and she was called a little master craftsman.

He didn't know that Xia Qi was born in a military family, and she had heard about it since she was a child, and she had always determined to be a general.

Later, his whole family was murdered by traitors, and only one escaped him, and by chance he became Ban Zhong's disciple.After he finished his studies and joined the Tianshu camp, he still did not give up his long-cherished wish, and would always argue with Jing Mingrui to ask for a change of place.

"Even you can't see through the structure of the magic ballista?" Ji Kongqing wondered.Although the Divine Machine Ballista is a secret treasure of the Jing Kingdom, the "Little Master Craftsman" shouldn't be in vain, right?

"The problem is that the time is too short. My bet with the commander is only half a month, and the core part of the magic machine ballista that was sent has a mechanism, and it will fall apart as soon as it is dismantled. No matter how powerful I am, it will take three to five months." Only then can the broken parts be put back together!" Speaking of this, Xia Qi couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.He has the blood of heaven and man, and he can quickly understand the structure of any utensil, which is one of the reasons why Ban Zhong accepted him.

Ji Kongqing nodded to express her understanding, and asked suspiciously, "What kind of bet did you guys make?"

"If within half a month I succeed in building the magical ballista, the commander will give me his new BMW Wuyunzhao. If not, I will lose the family heirloom sword Fengyin to him. How did I know that the Jing people are so cunning , actually set up another mechanism in the ballista sent over?" Xia Qi sighed after saying that.

"I originally thought that you were also from Jing Kingdom, so maybe you could provide some clues, but I never thought that you would be helpless... woo woo woo... It's not a big deal to lose a knife, my dark cloud is dying!" General Meng, worked so hard to get the master's mithril helmet.Not long ago, he fell in love with Jing Mingrui's new BMW Wuyunzhao again, but it seems that it is destined to have nothing to do with it!

Ji Kongqing had a good impression of this cute-looking little craftsman, and decided to help him: "Although I don't know the craftsman who made the ballista, I once saw a painting that looked like It’s a blueprint about the structure of the God Machine Ballista, I don’t know if it will help you?”

"Really? How much do you remember?" Xia Qi suddenly became hopeful again.

"It's not been long, so I should remember it all." Ji Kongqing didn't say it out, but he was born with a photographic memory.

Xia Qi hurriedly urged him to draw the drawings in his memory.

Ji Kongqing took out the Four Treasures of the Study, and drew carefully for half an hour before putting away the pen.

Xia Qi waited at the side scratching her ears and cheeks. Seeing Ji Kongqing put down her pen, she rushed to check the drawings.After just a few glances, I jumped up excitedly: "That's right, this is it! I'm sure I'll win this time! Thank you so much, thank you so much..."

Ji Kongqing watched Xia Qi happily leave the room, and shook his head secretly.

This little craftsman is really interesting.

But how could my picture be wrong?

That's what I secretly memorized from the secret files of the palace through untold hardships.I was looking for a chance to give it to Mingrui, but it's the same for the little craftsman.

Ji Kongqing poured a cup of tea and drank it herself.

He amusedly recalled Xia Qi's expressive expression just now when her emotions were ups and downs.

Suddenly, Ji Kongqing was stunned.

Hey, Mingrui must have taken a fancy to his knife, right? Is it a good thing for me to ruin him?

He suddenly remembered, won't Xia Qi mean that Ming Rui will lose?

God, I lost his knife and lost his horse!

Ji Kongqing couldn't help worrying a little, how would Jing Mingrui get away with this matter when he came back?

The author has something to say: a small theater about gambling -->

Let’s talk about a certain day before the beginning of this chapter.

Jing Mingrui was washing a gray horse with black shaggy hair at the gate of Tianshu Camp.

Xia Qi passed by: "Why does the commander have the leisure to wash horses here today?"

Jing Mingrui was startled, and said flatly, "It's just boring."

Xia Qi was curious: "What kind of horse is this?"

Jing Mingrui changed the topic: "Recently, a batch of good horses have been brought in recently. If you like any horses, feel free to pick them."

Xia Qi: "Commander, what kind of horse is this?"

Jing Mingrui sighed: "It's okay to tell you, this is the hero of the horse, Wu Yunzhao, as fast as lightning. This horse has a strong temper, and he only serves one master in his life. I plan to cultivate a relationship with it first, and try again in a few days." ride it."

Xia Qi: "!"

Jing Mingrui: "The magic ballista will be delivered in a few days, why don't you prepare well?"

Xia Qi stretched out her hand, rubbing her thumb and index finger and middle finger: "I've been suffering from headaches recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to study mechanisms without any motivation."

Jing Mingrui: "What incentive do you want?"

Xia Qi: "Cough... like a good horse?"

Jing Mingrui pondered: "If you can copy the magic ballista within half a month, then it's not impossible to consider."

Xia Qi: "It's a deal?"

Jing Mingrui: "If it doesn't work, you have to give some money."

Xia Qi: "How about my family heirloom sword?"

Jing Mingrui expressed disinterest: "I don't use knives."

Xia Qi: "The commander can also be used to give away people. There is always someone in Tianshu Camp who can use it."

Jing Mingrui reluctantly agreed.

Xia Qi: "Commander, you are busy, so go back first! Let me do the rough work of washing the horses!"

Jing Mingrui gave him a warning look.

Xia Qi: "It's really just washing, I definitely won't try riding first!"

Jing Mingrui gave him a worried look and left.

After half an hour...

Jing Mingrui: "Have you found out clearly? The bastards from Jing country tampered with the ballista?"

Jing Mingquan: "One hundred percent sure!"

Jing Mingrui smirked: "That's good."

Jing Mingquan felt a chill down his spine.