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Chapter 243 The General is Domineering and Powerful (29)

Chapter 243 The General is Domineering and Powerful (29)

Feng Li next to him poked his head over, looked down, and said, "What did you write?"

Ye Qingcheng frowned: "Ye Qingcheng three words."

Feng Li's eyes were strange, and he couldn't help but lower his head to look carefully again, "Excuse me, I really can't see the word "stupid."

Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips in disbelief, and picked up a pen to write a few more words, either because the pen was swiped too fast, and the handwriting was dry and thin, or because the ink stains were deep and shallow, and smudged on the snow-white paper, making it impossible to see at all. The appearance of the words.

The smile on the corner of Feng Li's mouth deepened.

Ye Qingcheng frowned tightly.

Feng Li glanced at the table leisurely, his eyes teasing: "As our military adviser, it's written like this, and you still say you can read?"

Seeing Feng Li's snickering, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help laughing, and felt angry in his heart, couldn't help defending himself: "People in the army don't know a few words."

Feng Li still laughed.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Feng Li angrily: "How can you know how to read? Aren't you also a soldier?"

When Ye Qingcheng looked at Feng Li's characters, they were powerful and chic, even if he didn't know calligraphy, it was still pleasing to the eye.

Feng Li said: "I am a general. I have to deal with so many military affairs every day. Of course I have to be literate."

Ye Qingcheng: "Unexpectedly, the general turned out to be a genius with both civil and military skills." Then, his eyes fell on the same word that the dog had chewed, frowned in disgust, grabbed the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it away casually.

A smile floated in Feng Li's eyes, and he said, "Come on, I'll teach you."

Ye Qingcheng was holding the pen, Feng Li poked his head from behind, held Ye Qingcheng's hand with his big hand, and taught little by little: "Hold the pen steadily, write evenly, and when you dip the ink, gently One touch and it won't take long."

Feng Li held Ye Qingcheng's hand, like a real teacher, teaching him to write, read and recognize. The two got very close, and he could see Ye Qingcheng's face close at hand when he tilted his head, sometimes frowning and sometimes troubled.

Feng Li tilted his head, his eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them, he felt the warmth coming from his hands, and he didn't feel distracted.

Ye Qingcheng saw that the words he wrote were not satisfactory, and he always crumpled them up and threw them away. He wrote them over and over again, and threw them away again and again, but Feng Li was always very patient no matter what.

Ye Qingcheng was impatient when he wrote, so he threw the pen into the pen holder and gave up. After that, Feng Li often came to teach him. Ye Qingcheng practiced calligraphy for three days, but he didn't make much progress, but he was full of energy in his heart, and he wrote it over and over again. , The bamboo baskets are filled with the waste paper balls I wrote.

On this day, Ye Qingcheng was writing earnestly at the table, and Feng Li was supervising on a chair beside him, when suddenly a soldier hurried in: "General! The Yi people's army has withdrawn."

The two stood up together.

After sealing the ceremony and raising the tent, a large group of people stood in the dark.

Feng Li looked around the crowd, and said: "The Yi army withdrew overnight and walked cleanly. It is said that the leader is dying, and he was covered tightly in the past. This will cause my spies to withdraw because of the withdrawal. After finding some clues, following the medicine dregs poured out by the leader, it is confirmed that the leader is critically ill."

Everyone was ecstatic, the leader was critically ill, which meant that the border could be stable for a few years. Whenever the leader of the Yi people was replaced, the people below were busy fighting for power, and his sons would attack each other for the throne.

Every time this time comes, it is the happiest and most peaceful day for the people of Limin.

There was a voice of "great" in the tent, and the joy of everyone was beyond words.

Feng Li was behind the table and said, "I've been fighting against him for so many years, and I still can't take it lightly."

Gu Qingcheng said: "Maybe it's because I'm getting old, just lying on the bed for a few days with an arrow wound, it's not like before."

Feng Li nodded, and ordered: "Send someone to watch and confirm that all the Yi people have withdrawn from the territory. We will also go back in three days."

The crowd answered in unison.

(End of this chapter)