There is a saying that goes, don’t hit people with a smile.

What's more, when a strong man like Zhang Jiao faces a weak man like Qu Biaoheng, he was originally the norm for being arrogant, but now he is contradicted and still has a good look.

Even if Qu Bingheng showed his personality in Lu Zhi, he was a little embarrassed and laughed dryly and said, "It should be brothers from the army, don't behave like me."

Alas, you actually made the right judgment last night.

I heard that although the doctor's tomb in Chunshui was destroyed, the master who made a big fuss did not come to Chunshui City.

It was just a secret trick to destroy tens of millions of acres of grain crops in the entire Chunshui Delta Prefecture, which was equivalent to directly cutting off half of the economic lifeline of the territory.

He doesn't care about the lives and deaths of Chunshui leading millions of common people at all. He is such a cruel person!"

The destruction of the grain fields in Chunshui Triangle Prefecture was entirely because the earth veins were affected by magic circles and the spiritual energy leaked. The cause was not at all on Zhang Jiao.

Hearing this, he twitched his lips and said, "That man used his strength to break the momentum. He should be a person with a sunny and decent thoughts, so he wouldn't be so bored."

"How could that happen so coincidental?" Qu Bingheng waved his hand unbelievably, "Fortunately, my wife is also a skilled figure.

If it were a normal lord, he would have been in trouble in such a sudden disaster under the current situation.

But she announced that the destroyed doctor's mausoleum would begin to be rebuilt immediately, and the selection of mausoleum guards was still the same, and the number of people selected from 10 to 30.

And she has now set out to Jiangchu Capital to move reinforcements and seek assistance. In addition, Xiangwei has stabilized the hearts of the people in Chunshui City. It's really amazing."

"What awesome wrist? She was afraid that I would come to the door and run away early!" Zhang Jiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, thinking silently in his heart.

He nodded quietly and said, "So, this wife is really a character."

No wonder the Chunshuiling, which has been operating for 20 years, is thriving.

By the way, after she left, who is in charge of Chunshuiling?"

"Oh." Qu Bingheng had never thought about this problem, and according to common sense, he guessed: "It should be Shaojun."

After saying that, a strange expression appeared on his face, and subconsciously glanced at Qu Bingle with the light of his eyes, which caused his sister to not speak out, and said in a fury: "Brother, what kind of eyes are you doing? It's so annoying."

Qu Bingheng said carelessly: "Aren't you a super fan of Chunshui Shaojun? Now that my husband is in power, he is likely to preside over the selection of the mausoleum.

I'm happy for you, right?"

Although Chunshui Shaojun has no relationship with Zhang Jiao, he is his nominal son. When he hears it, he always feels a little strange.

At this time, when he heard that Qu Bingle was surrounded by his "son", he couldn't help feeling a strange look and looked at her with a strange expression.

But this look fell into Qu Biaoheng's eyes, but there was a different explanation.

It seemed to confirm some of the guesses that had already existed in his heart, and he blurted out: "Brother of the Legion, you are a high-level monk with great skills and taking care of our three brothers and sisters in this way, so you won't have fallen in love with my two sisters, right?

Forget it, Qu Bingle, this girl, has been fascinated by Chunshui since she was a child, and she doesn’t want it. She will never be at ease in a short time.

Qu Bingyan is a famous girl. If you are willing to date seriously, I can consider it as my brother..."

Before he could finish his words, Qu Bingheng's mouth was covered by his sisters on both sides.

At this time, people with an extrovert like Qu Bingyan had their faces flushed, and Qu Bingyan's head was even hot and smoked. He gritted his teeth and pinched his brother's arm hard, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire.

Zhang Jiao, who was beside him, felt funny in his heart when he saw this scene, but he was a little envious of the friendship between the Qu brother and sister. He smiled faintly and walked to the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window of the front hall of the homestay and sat down.

Turning his head and looking out the blue and vast sky outside the window.

And just tens of thousands of miles away from the direction he was looking, his Shangqing body was walking out of the camp group located in a wilderness, heading towards the public canteen of the 3rd Field Army of the Yiyuan National Defense Forces, mixed-in-chief of the Special War Independent Brigade.

It has been a while since he joined the army as the Speaker of the Kashgar City Council, but Zhang Jiao has never been dispatched once and receives so-called discipline training every day.

After sprinting, running around for more than 10 hours, I secretly felt that I was being punished.

If you come here, then you can rest assured.

Since you have come to be a soldier and abide by discipline, it is also a good idea to do military training. It is much better than being treated as cannon fodder and kicking the most dangerous places on the front line.

Therefore, he had no complaints and always showed great cooperation. Even if he often retrained it until the meal, he would accept it honestly and gradually become a famous good temper in the camp.

In addition, although he was given the title of "major", as an extraordinary person who was powerful to himself, he did not lead troops in the army; and did not take power.

It is more like a staff officer who plans strategy and tactics, or a technician who operates fine and professional instruments such as military intelligence and brain. The military rank actually has no substantive significance, but it is more like a symbol of honor and treatment.

It will not make subordinates feel awe when meeting their superiors, so they will naturally get along very well with popularity.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, most of the staff in the brigade had finished their meals and were re-entered in the tense wartime daily life. Only a few officers and soldiers who also missed the meal were still eating.

The army was clearly divided. Although everyone was eating the same meal and the seats were not specially divided, the soldiers were soldiers and officers were officers. Everyone consciously divided them into two waves and sat clearly.

Seeing Zhang Jiao appear, several officers with nodding smiled at him and regarded it as a greeting.

A hoarse voice sounded among the soldiers, "Major Zhang is here, you are too late to scold again, you can't even have a hot meal."

The one who spoke was a burly man with a beard on his face and could not tell his age.

The food was full of oil and was sloppy. The soup was sprinkled on the camouflage uniform that was soaked with sweat on my chest, but I looked indifferent.

Zhang Jiao glared at him and said, "Xu Tutou, you are just a sergeant, you dare to speak like this to me, a major.

Be careful that I will put your confinement in your case.”

The burly man laughed and said, "Okay, when will you be able to play in a regular manner? I voluntarily go to the confinement room for 3 days."

Someone in the officer group not far away saw his arrogant look and couldn't help but frown, but couldn't speak.

Although the army is very strict, there are always exceptions in everything.

Some veterans have outstanding military achievements but are not promoted for various reasons and are always in the crowd of soldiers.

After slowly training, I have enough qualifications. Even if the senior officer sees him, he sometimes has to give in. Otherwise, if he is confronted on the face on the spot, he will be helpless.

After all, there is nothing big outside of life and death, so he is not afraid of death, let alone anything else.
Chapter completed!