Chapter 671： The Life of Little Soldier Picking Big Feet

Chapter 671 The Life of Little Soldier Picking Big Feet

The north wind was blowing outside the tent, the stove inside the tent was burning very hot, and the copper pot on the stove was steaming. The eldest son Qin looked at his father anxiously.

His idea is very good, no matter how right he is, in the final analysis, his father still has the final say in this military camp. If his father disagrees, no matter how good his idea is, he is a fart!

Except for the noise, nothing remained.

Don't think he speaks rudely. After spending several years in the backwaters of the border, he hangs out with a group of rough guys all day long. Who cares about refinement?

Don't let your gentleness be swept away, and it's not bad!

Qin Shouyi saw everything on his eldest son's face, but some things were not as simple as black and white, and white as black.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers under his command are attached to their Qin family, and it is even more difficult for the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.

He didn't want to say anything else, and threw the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard, "The mind is not calm, the chess is silent, and the thinking is unclear. If I knew this, I shouldn't ask you to play chess with me. It's a waste of my time."

Disgusted on the surface, but actually bored and ruthless in his heart.

Master Qin stared blankly at the chaotic chess game, he still wants to continue playing, okay?

"Father."

"Okay, let's get here first, you can step back."

Qin Shouyi didn't say much, and waved his hands like chasing flies away.

Qin Baoshun, the eldest son of Qin, didn't notice the sadness in his father's eyes when he turned around. When he walked out of the tent and was blown by the biting northwest wind, he gasped for air, feeling his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all frozen.

At the beginning when his father named him this name, his original intention was to hope that his life would go smoothly, everything would go well, and his life would go smoothly.

But he has lived for more than twenty years, and half of his life is spent in this northern border pass. The summer is extremely hot, and the winter is bitterly cold.

He selfishly didn't want to spend his whole life on the frontier until the oil ran out and the lights ran out.

I want to spend more time with my family to see the prosperity of the world, and I don't want his children to repeat the path he walked.

Although the peace of the border is not what the general wants, he does not regret it, saying that he has no ambitions, or that women are benevolent.

Flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking oil, and the outside looks bright. In fact, there are many crises in the dark.

Once the foreign aggression on the northern border is eliminated in the hands of the Qin family, according to the benevolence and righteousness of the current emperor, the prosperity and wealth of at least two generations of the Qin family will be guaranteed.

As long as the younger generations are successful and promising, and with the slow planning of the two generations of the Qin family, the wealth of the Qin family can be passed on from generation to generation.

On the other hand, the descendants of the Qin family are all incompetent, and no matter how much his father conspires with him, it will be useless.

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Qi Xiang's temper is very resilient, he will never give up, and will never give up until he reaches his goal.

In Yang Lan'er's words, that is a stubborn temper, like a bull, stubborn and stubborn.

The next day, Qi Xiang went into Tan Anjun's camp again, and the two of them murmured inside.

Not long after, Tan Anjun followed him out of the camp.

After returning in the afternoon, the two went to meet Old General Qin together, and stayed in the main tent until midnight before coming out.

The next day just dawned, the two of them hurriedly finished their breakfast, and met again at the main tent.

This time, Old General Qin called several sons and confidantes to the main account, and discussed for a whole day.

In the next few days, the entire barracks returned to the past, and the soldiers should do what they do every day.

In fact, apart from the daily inspections and guards, the other soldiers basically live a life where the generals control the young generals, the young generals control the small soldiers, the big soldiers control the small soldiers, and the small soldiers take care of their big feet.

At least on the surface.

Outside, the mountains and rivers are frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is falling for thousands of miles. Basically, there is no need to worry about the surprise attack of the barbarians.

(end of this chapter)