This person said so, but the volume of his own speech was not lower than that of the person who complained at the beginning, and even added a meaningful sentence at the end.
"However, I heard that Mr. Bai has a bad relationship with the Ninth Army commander who is about to be promoted to lieutenant general today. Maybe today is deliberately letting go of the pigeons and playing tricks. If that happens, the parliament will not fight with the military. Bar?"
Several members of the Ninth Legion heard the whispers of these two men, their expressions darkened, and they were planning to teach them a lesson, but Huo Yizhen stopped them.
Huo Yizhen's sharp gaze swept over the two tongue-chewing people, full of mockery.
He couldn't hear such a lame provocation. He and Bai Ruqing were indeed at odds, but no matter how different they were, no one else would be able to point fingers at their relationship.
Huo Yizhen's undisguised gaze made the two of them cold in their backs, but at this time the other protagonist they were talking about hurried over from not far away.
The man who had guessed that Bai Ruqing wanted to play Huo Yizhen was not ready to come, suddenly felt that he had been slapped severely, lowered his head, and silently pretended to be a quail.
As soon as Bai Ruqing approached, he was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere around him, but he was not too relieved. He only thought that his lateness caused the dissatisfaction of the people present, and took the lead to apologize: "Excuse me, there was a small problem on the road. ,I'm late."
Reach out and don't hit smiley people. Bai Ruqing's attitude of admitting his mistake was so sincere, and he immediately blocked them from asking questions, but made them feel embarrassed to blame him again.
In the end, Marshal He from the First Army opened his mouth first to break the silence: "The time is almost here. Now that everyone has arrived, let's start the commendation ceremony."
Old Marshal He spoke, and it was natural for others to say nothing more.
The commendation ceremony, which was delayed by about 20 minutes from the scheduled time, was finally successfully held.
Generally speaking, this kind of ceremony is from small merit to great merit. As the leader of the Ninth Army, Huo Yizhen, the first merit of this border battle, will naturally be rewarded at the end.
And the person who personally brought him the Medal of Honor is precisely the old Marshal He from the First Army just now.
The old marshal was sixty years old, his hair was gray, and his spirit was quite good, especially his eyes, which was more brilliant than many young people now.
After putting the medal of honor on Huo Yizhen's body, Marshal He stretched out his hand and patted Huo Yizhen's shoulder, and said with some relief and regret: "If your parents knew that you were so young and achieved such results, they would definitely be the same. You are proud."
Huo Yizhen's eyes flickered slightly, and he only nodded at the person in front of him, but said nothing in the end.
After finishing this boring and tedious commendation, Huo Yizhen took Su Haochen and others to prepare to leave for the first time, but didn't want to have just walked a few steps forward, and was stopped by Bai Ruqing who had been prepared for a long time.
"Where is Lieutenant General Huo in a hurry? I don't even have time to say hello when I meet old acquaintances. Or is it that Lieutenant General Huo didn't even know old acquaintances after he changed from a major general to a lieutenant general?"
Although Bai Ruqing said this in a ridiculous tone, if Huo Yizhen didn't answer well, he would really fall into the eyes of others, and he might have been charged with being young and frivolous and defiant!