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Chapter 225 Stealing the teacher

The quarantine officer and his men left quickly, and Yuan Baoer ordered the entire army to be stationed on the spot for emergency training.

The generals always felt urgent. Yuan Baoer's regulations seemed to be just about the food and salary, but in their opinion, the assessment of their abilities at that time was an assessment of their level and their future.

The impression of the first time is very important, especially when this marshal is still a wife, he will definitely prefer to his own likes and dislikes when doing things. For the future, in this competition, they must do their best to do their best.

Yuan Baoer didn't know their little thoughts. On the one hand, she was because there was not enough food. She had to support the military officer here so that he could ask for food from various families with more confidence.

The second is the luxurious county magistrate. According to Fang Yuanhao's style of doing things, the county magistrate must have bleeding a lot.

Now that we encounter difficult things, we will definitely come over to ask for help.

Yuan Baoer thought about it with a lot of thought, but what she didn't expect was that the county magistrate was really tough and insisted on it for three days before he came over.

"Sir, I have something to ask for," he rushed into the tent crying and howling.

Yuan Baoer was posing in full airs and looked at him slowly.

The county magistrate's throat tightened and the sound was directly stuck.

"You, you are," he pointed at Yuan Baoer, feeling familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it.

"Good luck," Yuan Baoer stood up with a smile, "I have met the adults earlier, but the adults have many noble people, so I probably forgot."

"I will introduce myself. My surname is Yuan, and I am now a military supervisor."

The county magistrate slowed down for a moment before slowly closing his half-open mouth.

"Sir, my subordinates have something to ask for," he stepped down and kowtowed solemnly, "my subordinates' only son was tied up by the bandits and demanded a ransom of 100,000 taels."

"The subordinate is a single descendant of the three generations. Now he is only one son. The subordinate is old and can no longer have any descendants. If he has three or two shorts, the incense of this subordinate lineage will be cut off."

The county magistrate became calmer and calmer. In the end, he looked at Yuan Baoer with a calm expression, "I am willing to pay a lot of money and ask the military supervisor to send warriors to help me save my son."

Judging from his appearance, Yuan Baoer knew that he must have guessed that she had done this.

When facing this person, Yuan Baoer was not guilty at all, "So, how much can you pay?"

"Fifty thousand taels," said the county magistrate: "This is all the wealth of subordinates. I am willing to take out all of them as long as my son is still alive."

Yuan Baoer smiled and said, "Please also ask the adults to draw the portrait. I will send someone to search for it now."

"Fortunately, I have enough people, so it's cheap."

The county magistrate went over the case and quickly outlined his son's appearance.

Yuan Baoer asked someone to spend a few more pictures of the portraits and reminded him: "Send more people to ensure the safety of the young man."

The general bowed his hands to save the situation and left with a stack of portraits.

Yuan Baoer smiled, "Sir, are you waiting for news here, or are you going back and waiting for good news?"

The county magistrate smiled and said, "The officials still need to handle the affairs, so I'll go back first."

He bowed and withdrew respectfully.

Yuan Baoer did not send him off, but quietly left after he left.

There were also Buyiwei in the nearby county town. She asked them to check the two county magistrates and said, "Just pass the news to Kyoto."

In the evening, the county magistrate came again and when they met, they presented a thick stack of silver notes.

Yuan Baoer took it and told her that the soldiers were looking for it, and asked him to wait patiently.

The county magistrate smiled and said yes, and sat aside.

The quarconian returned home in great silence. When he saw Yuan Baoer, he knelt down, "Sir, I'm lucky that my subordinates have not been humiliated."

"I bought it, how much?"

Yuan Baoer was very surprised.

The quartermaster laughed: "It's enough for the army to eat for a month and a half."

"Okay," Yuan Baoer was overjoyed.

In one and a half months, they can reach the border, and then they can borrow and borrow from the border.

She turned around and gave him the thick stack of silver notes, "Buy all these weapons, no matter how sharp or long as they are," she said.

The army needs to rush forward and there is no time to wait for weapons to be cast. Buying ready-made ones is the best way.

But in this way, the cost will increase.

It sounds like a lot of money, but if you really want to buy it, it is just a drop in the bucket for the entire army.

But Yuan Baoer didn't plan to give up this.

The quartermaster took over this time very happily, "Don't worry, my subordinates will not waste a copper coin."

He rushed out in a hurry.

The county magistrate looked at Yuan Baoer who was still not dissipated with joy, "Why should sir do this?"

"What?"

Yuan Baoer paused for a moment before she figured out what he was asking.

"Because the baggage is all broken copper and iron, it is not enough to defend against the enemy."

"Although I am a military supervisor, the army is now under my supervision. I must make sure that each of them has weapons to protect themselves."

The county magistrate thrust his face, as if he was ridiculing.

Yuan Baoer smiled, and suddenly she was too lazy to be careless about him, "You can leave, your son may have already returned home by now."

As he was talking, someone came to report, "Master, the little man is back."

The county magistrate was overjoyed and stood up quickly and went out.

After walking two steps, he turned his head to look at Yuan Baoer in a vague way, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Baoer lowered her eyes, as if she didn't see it.

But when he left, she raised her eyes and pulled the corner of her mouth slightly.

Maybe she thought about this and would be impeached by all officials, but she didn't care.

The army's radical cure has been completely ruined. If you really want to be serious, then just do a theory.

The next morning, Yuan Baoer was woken up by a loud shout.

She put on her armor and went to the schoolyard, and saw everyone practicing enthusiastically.

The general changed his previous depressedness, held the school stick in his hand, shouted slogans at the top of his throat, and stared at the weak recruit with his eyes at the eagle.

Yuan Baoer looked at him and picked a team casually, and started practicing as well.

The general in charge of the place wanted to come over, but she stopped him.

Although she is the highest leader here, there are nearly 100,000 people in the entire military camp. Many people only heard that the one who leads the troops is now a wife, but they have never really seen her.

Yuan Baoer dressed herself up like a man, and even her hair and walking posture looked like a man. Except for those who were familiar with and who had really seen her, others really didn't know who she was.

She stood at the edge and followed the soldiers to learn.

The general snatched the horn while snatching over.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

He whispered.

Yuan Baoer was very serious: "I'll do it, just treat me as a recruit, and ignore me."

However, this was said lightly, so how could the general really treat her as a recruit?
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