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Chapter 522: Not dead, Lieutenant General Chen was saved
On the contrary, everyone became more familiar with the training content and became more and more adept at it. The female soldiers' camp was well-organized and full of high spirits, creating a flourishing atmosphere.
Everyone was motivated and focused, and the doubts from the male soldiers disappeared, replaced by admiration.
Everyone underwent the same training. Female soldiers were naturally weaker physically and naturally endured more suffering. However, they gritted their teeth and persevered, without complaining about the hardship or fatigue, and no one left the barracks. How could such a spirit not be moving?
They believe that female soldiers are comrades who can fight alongside them on the battlefield, rather than people who need protection.
Qiao Jianer has her own set of training techniques, not only daily training, but also formations. She first demonstrated them and then handed them over to the deputy general.
Uncle, Dacheng and the others also received the same set of methods. The stationed soldiers trained separately and also conducted joint exercises to facilitate coordination on the battlefield.
It took a month for her subordinates to fully master her methods.
She finally doesn't have to come here every day.
During this month, the more than one hundred female soldiers' vacancies were gradually filled and they began training.
Qiao Jian'er would be lying if she said she wasn't tired of guiding and supervising training every day. Now it was winter again, and the cold wind was blowing, biting straight into people's necks. She was wearing a snow-white fox fur, leaning on the soft couch in the warm room, closing her eyes to rest by the fire, feeling the quiet flow of time.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep and slept for a long time. It was already evening, and there was a man opposite her, leaning over and stirring the charcoal in the fire with tongs.
The window was half open, otherwise the charcoal fire would burn for too long and it would be easy to cause poisoning.
The bright charcoal fire continued to release heat, causing the warm room to become increasingly stuffy, but it was quickly dispelled by the cool breeze coming in from outside, giving people a warm and refreshing feeling.
"I'm here to tell you a piece of news." Pei Shijiu spoke when he saw her sleepy expression gradually clear up.
"Ok?"
"Guess what happened to Ponda?"
Qiao Jianer then remembered that it had been about a month since Pang Da was taken to the military prison by Lieutenant General He's men.
She was busy training new recruits this month. In addition, Ponda's tongue was cut and his tendons were torn, so he couldn't achieve anything. She no longer paid attention to this person.
"If he died, where would he be thrown?"
After enduring torture for a month and being subjected to all kinds of cruel treatment, it is impossible for him to still be alive.
"He's not dead yet."
Qiao Jian'er was genuinely surprised: "Could it be that Lieutenant General He spared his life out of a previous favor?"
"Not really. The people in the inner army are all ruthless and resolute. If they are betrayed, they will never give them the slightest chance."
"It was Lieutenant General Chen who took the man away."
Qiao Jianer looked up at him and frowned.
"The day Pang Da was imprisoned, Lieutenant General Chen started going around, asking Lieutenant General He for his release. Lieutenant General He naturally refused, so Lieutenant General Chen brought people into the prison and had several conflicts with Lieutenant General He's men. Later, Lieutenant General Chen approached General Lin to try to protect Pang Da."
"Finally, thanks to his perseverance, Ponda managed to save his life."
Qiao Jian'er pondered, "This man is already useless, unable to speak or write, yet Lieutenant General Chen still has this in mind."
"Who knows? Maybe he just wants to annoy Deputy General He. But Pang Da is no longer a threat. I was just mentioning it casually."
The finest fruit wood charcoal burned silently, emitting the fragrance of fruit wood. Qiao Jianer supported his forehead with his fingers and thought.
Soon a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Song Lao San is already in this state, she wants to see what more trouble he can make.
Pei Shijiu looked at her calm face. Between her brows, there was a hint of decisiveness and murderousness, as if she could decide the direction of many events with just a slight movement of her fingers.
Now she has grown into a big girl, and has lost her original childishness. She looks more and more beautiful and heroic, as if she is a king.
He was not interested in delicate, gentle and considerate women, but the person in front of him fascinated him. He didn't know whether he was born that way or if he changed after meeting Qiao Lian'er.
As I get older, this feeling becomes stronger.
Thinking that Qiao Jian'er was not yet fifteen years old, Pei Shijiu lowered his eyelids again.
The wine was warming on the stove. After drinking two cups, he felt his abdomen was warm, so he got up and left.
"Take the lychees back and don't tell anyone." Qiao Jianer prepared a box of lychees for him.
These lychees are only available in the summer in the south, so she planted them off-season in her space.
She had taken out the lychees a month ago. She didn't intend to use them for profit, but only to present them to the emperor.
Because historical records say that it was not easy for even the emperor and the imperial concubine to eat a few lychees, let alone others. She did this to correspond to historical records and let the emperor further experience the scarcity and uniqueness of this thing.
In this way, the emperor would be more grateful to her.
She has been busy with military training for the past month and only now has time to prepare lychees for the Pei family.
Pei Shijiu ate one and his eyes suddenly lit up. He liked durian, but he didn't like it particularly. But when he bit into this thing, the sweet juice splashed out, and it was fresh and sweet, just like jelly breaking in his mouth, which was exactly what he wanted.
"It seems you don't sell anything called lychee."
"Only for His Majesty."
When the young man heard this, a smile appeared on his brows, and his tone became soft and warm: "Apart from the emperor, the family, it's our Pei family that has to eat."
Qiao Jianer waved her hand generously: "After you finish eating, there is more. Don't be polite to me."
Pei Shijiu got on the carriage carrying a large box of lychees and leaned against the back of the seat. From time to time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which he couldn't suppress.
When Qiao Jianer had some free time, he went to Datian Village and Yuezhou City to deliver litchi to his family.
If she just wants to replenish stock, she doesn't need to go in person. She just needs to select the address on the space network, then choose the type and quantity of goods, click arrive, and the goods will be delivered to the warehouse.
But she wanted to see her family in person.
Qiao Li and Qiao Yue are already one year old and are learning to walk.
With careful care, the two little guys are white and tender, as if they were made of lotus roots. When they smile, they are sweet and sticky, and very lovable.
"Coo, coo." They opened their little arms and followed her, swaying from side to side.
Qiao Jianer held them in each hand and picked them up easily.
The Qiao family members are naturally strong, and she often stays in the camp and does strength training, so her physical fitness is getting better and better.
Ling Yin laughed and said, "I haven't learned to call my parents yet, but I've learned to call my aunt."
"It means that even the two little babies know who is the most powerful and the backbone of our Qiao family," said Old Mrs. Qiao.
Everyone is laughing.
After staying in Datian Village for a few days and at the Chu family for a few days, Qiao Jianer returned to the capital.
The first thing to do is to go and see how Ponda is doing.