Zhan Xinjia did not approve of Cui Wanzhao's meaningless act of giving money away.
What's with this "I support my virtuous husband's lofty ambitions"? But, the most likely result will be "my virtuous husband returns a mistress to me"!
Alright, alright, let her repay whatever favor she wants. Zhan Xinjia didn't know the specifics of their situation and didn't want to persuade them any further, lest they actually end up together and she feel awkward at her wedding...
Temporary quantum entanglement is acceptable.
In short, since I'm here, Cui Wanzhao won't suffer any losses. If that idiot old Chinese medicine doctor suddenly falls ill and tries to engage in some kind of sadomasochistic romance, I'll give him fifty lashes and throw him out first.
Zhan Xinjia was so sleepy that he said goodbye to Cui Wanzhao and headed towards the captain's tent.
He kept yawning as he walked.
The wind outside gradually subsided, and the night snow had quietly stopped. A thick layer of snow covered the desolate wilderness, fluffy and crunchy, making a crisp crunching sound when stepped on with long leather boots, which was somewhat relaxing.
As soon as Zhan Xinjia turned the corner, a figure stood silently in front of him.
His thin clothes fluttered in the wind, and his shoulders were covered with snowflakes. It was unclear how long he had been waiting there.
Upon receiving this letter, I took a closer look—
It's that weirdo Pei Yi again, how ridiculous!
"What is it now, Supervisor Pei?"
Zhan Xin sighed wearily.
Pei Yi took a few steps forward, looking dejected and somewhat aggrieved. His gaze towards her was filled with a warm light, and even his voice seemed to be deliberately softened, carrying a faint sorrow and sadness.
"Have I offended Commandant Zhan, or perhaps I have done something wrong that has displeased Commandant Zhan?"
"No, aren't we all colleagues?"
"...But why is Commandant Zhan always so cold to me?"
As he spoke, Pei Yi took another step forward, getting closer to her.
His eyes were lowered, which made his handsome and refined face look rather pitiful.
"Couldn't Commandant Zhan have shown me even a little more consideration?"
Zhan Xinjia: "..."
Zhan Xinjia: "Go home, child, go home."
Pei Yi is simply not suited to be an official. He should just go back to the countryside, contract a few plots of land, get married, and settle down. Speechless.
What's wrong with you?! We're on the battlefield, why are you still having these sentimental thoughts?
Let's not even talk about the fact that the person she likes is Lord Shen. Even if she didn't like anyone, why would she suddenly flirt and be ambiguous with a guy she doesn't know well during a war?
Zhan Xinjia, who was already in a bad mood, became even more impatient.
"I already said last time that we wouldn't talk about it or get along, so I'll pretend I didn't see it this time. If it happens again next time, I'll pretend I didn't see it either."
After saying that, Zhan Xinjia walked past him and lifted the curtain to enter the tent.
Even after taking off her coat and lying back in the cold, hard bed, Zhan Xinjia's drowsy mind was still slowly working. She turned over, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly opened her eyes.
wrong!
She had always thought Pei Yi was fake, and her fondness for him was inexplicable.
He seemed like a deliberately manufactured imitation, exuding an aura of cheap, low-quality lies. His words and actions carried a strong sense of familiarity, subconsciously arousing her resistance.
Now she finally understands why.
Pei Yi looks a lot like he's imitating Master Shen!
Although it sounds strange, that's the awkward feeling Pei Yi gave her. But she couldn't draw any conclusions, since he didn't know her or Lord Shen at all before.
Maybe that's just their personality all along?
Forget it, it doesn't really concern her anyway.
Zhan Xinjia tucked the blanket around Qiao Qiao, who was already fast asleep beside her, and closed her eyes in peace. She had finally found her important family member again, and perhaps she could have a good dream tonight.
——
The next day, Zhan Xinjia got up very early.
Although I was assigned other tasks, I cannot slack off in the training these days; I still need to maintain the intensity.
When Zhan Xinjia first arrived in Canghan City, she was a little unaccustomed to it. But after so many days, she gradually got used to the pace of life here. When she thought about how her father had also spent seven years here, she felt particularly proud.
In any case, it can be considered a case of the daughter following in her father's footsteps...
Lulled by the sound of the wind, I wake up every day to breathe in the fresh air of the snowy wilderness, the air filled with the scent of snow, penetrating straight to my heart and lungs. The first cry of an eagle at dawn pierces the deep darkness, bringing the first ray of light.
Standing in the field, stretching her stiff bones from sleeping, Zhan Xinjia looked up and saw a dazzling golden ray of light appear on the horizon.
She exhaled a puff of white mist in the cold wind.
"Line up!"
Compared to being isolated and ostracized when she first arrived, she is now arguably the most popular junior officer among the soldiers in the camp. After all, Zhan Xinjia always teaches them all sorts of things, useless but very fun.
For example, how to quickly and accurately stab someone in the butt, how to steal things, and how to act cool and aloof without being seen through...
"Commander Zhan! Commander Zhan! Show us your skills too!"
During the break, the soldiers jokingly and enthusiastically pushed her to the center of the field, showering her with compliments.
It turned out that the other captains were just bored and had a shooting contest.
Some people spoke hesitantly.
"But Commandant Zhan's preferred weapon is a longsword. Isn't this too much to ask of her? After all, no one is omnipotent."
"Exactly, why do you guys have to hold her up like that?"
"So what? Hehe, it's just for fun, everyone's trying to have some fun in this difficult time. It's not like we have to compete to see who wins or loses. Commander Zhan is so capable, it's normal for him to have some shortcomings!"
Upon hearing this, Zhan Xinjia raised her eyebrows.
A weakness? She has that? How come she doesn't know it herself?
Anyway, she was in a good mood, so it wouldn't hurt for her to play along with them.
It's time to let these naive young people know that hexagonal warriors really exist in the world...
Archery? Zhan Xinjia could shoot down several vultures circling in the sky with his eyes closed and a bow drawn casually.
Wielding a sword? Even without magic, she could easily disarm her opponent.
A soft whip? The whip was as nimble as a snake in her hands, whipping people around like spinning tops and making them dance a Hu Xuan dance on the spot.
Unarmed combat? With a smile, she could slap someone so hard they'd crack open their skull.
Everyone enjoyed watching, and the loser accepted the defeat wholeheartedly.
Applause and cheers resounded through the sky, the atmosphere was as lively as a festival, and everyone forgot the heavy burdens they carried and just enjoyed themselves.
The more they competed, the more amazed they became at General Zhan's daughter's extraordinary abilities. Even the unofficial team that only obeyed the Tiger Tally couldn't help but come over to watch the excitement, forming a long line on the fence.
The last item is the sword.
Actually, the sword is not Zhan Xinjia's most proficient weapon, but her brother's. The rusty old sword that Yan Shuang used when chasing her at the former site of the General's Mansion was her brother's former sword.
After the fire destroyed the sword, it was buried under a pear tree.
It's kind of a cenotaph.
As for why she used a sword the most, it was probably because it was convenient and easy to use.
At this point, someone asked—
"Commander Zhan! Commander Zhan!! But what if we can't pull off your high-level maneuvers in actual combat? Where is the path to salvation for us mediocre mortals? qAq~~~"
Zhan Xinjia waved goodbye with a dashing air.
"Simple, just call me if you can't beat them! ψ(｀?′)ψ"
Do you even know what "call for backup" means? Call for backup.
Having arrogantly secured five consecutive victories, Zhan Xinjia simply smiled and left gracefully amidst the respectful gazes of his soldiers.
Pretentiousness is like the wind, always with me...
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