Jingzhou.
Yan Jiaoran is taking notes.
She never imagined that recognizing people would be such a complicated thing.
In the past two days, she outsourced all the internal affairs to Murong Yanran, and accompanied by Jinlian and other internal guards, she concentrated on identifying people.
He reviewed many soldiers of the Imperial Guard in succession.
Unfortunately, she only reviewed more than 200 people before she couldn't continue.
Only then did she realize how difficult it was to recognize people.
Not to mention the rest, she couldn't even remember the number of fifty or so people in the Shen Ce Army.
Either I forgot the person's name, or I memorized the serial number, or I simply called the wrong name.
This is really ugly...
"Is this bastard's suggestion a legitimate solution?"
"Why do I feel like he's plotting against me again?"
"Is this really something a human can do?"
"No wonder no emperor has done this for thousands of years! This is simply not something a human can accomplish!"
Yan Jiaoran complained as she took notes and copied.
She is about to break down.
I feel like giving up.
I've only met about two hundred people, but my head is already buzzing and about to explode.
Number 500, number 1,000, or even number 2,000, what will she do next...
no.
no!
I quit!
This bastard definitely has bad intentions.
Yan Jiaoran threw down her pen and started to mess it up.
Like a cat, she arched her body slightly and stretched out her long body, her movements were indescribably charming, yet extremely natural.
call--
I feel relaxed all over!
Yan Jiaoran felt relieved, and lay down on the couch leisurely and started to play.
This bastard has a lot of ways to analyze things.
There is absolutely no way this is the only solution.
You must be trying to fool me!
If you have the guts, this bastard should teach his son this way in the future!
right.
I don't want to learn this anymore. This good method should be left to his son.
snort!
I still don’t believe it.
He was willing to let his son suffer like this?
It’s better not to force it, just recognize ten every day as you please.
As the saying goes, rare things are valuable!
If everyone knew each other, they would all be the same, and that wouldn't be so kind, would it?
Yan Jiaoran has found an excuse to convince herself.
He started to slack off seriously and started thinking about how to cause trouble for Qin Yuan.
If you don't give me peace, I won't give you peace!
At this time, a message came from Bingzhou: the Hun army invaded Bingzhou, but the main force of the Hun could not be found.
Are you serious, Uncle Ba?
Yan Jiaoran was convinced.
The Huns are coming, but we don’t know where their main force is!
Isn’t this funny!
If they come, the main force must be outside the Great Wall.
If they don’t come, the main force will naturally not be found.
Could it be possible that it could grow wings and fly away?
Isn't this just lying about military intelligence?
Yan Jiaoran was so annoyed that she wanted to take a break from her busy schedule and take a short nap.
Unexpectedly, he got up and worked again and again.
"well."
Yan Jiaoran sighed.
"This is the pain of being an emperor. Who in the world knows it?"
…
Imperial study.
The first meeting of Yan Jiaoran's team after the Yang and Kong Rebellion ended.
Not only Li Yaoshi and Murong Yanran.
Chen Wujiu and Wei Wuyin were also among them.
Standing behind the four people was a man dressed like a scholar.
He had three long strands of beard under his chin, and he had a handsome appearance and gentle manners. Even before he spoke, he had a smile on his face, which made people feel good about him at first sight.
I guess he is a new talent promoted by Yan Jiaoran.
This man was extremely humble. After entering, he clasped his fists and bowed to each of them. "My humble name is Qin Huizhi. Nice to meet you all."
Chen Wujiu and others returned the greetings one by one.
What a nice name.
If Qin Yuan were here, he would probably pack up and run away on the spot.
First there was Wu Changbo, and then there was Qin Huizhi.
Even gods can’t help such a bad teammate.
Even Adou is not as stupid as her!
Wei Wuyin looked around for a long time, then leaned close to Chen Wujiu's ear and whispered, "Why didn't Junior Brother come?"
"Perhaps Your Majesty doesn't know about his contributions?" Chen Wujiu guessed.
"fart!"
Wei Wuyin said angrily: "This brat is definitely having an affair with...!"
"Such a big incident a few days ago was instigated by him!"
Chen Wujiu muttered, "Didn't he say that he was drunk and messed up Lord Murong's reputation, so he did her this little favor?"
"Do you believe it?" Wei Wuyin sneered.
How can you not believe this?
Chen Wujiu rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"My two lords, what are you talking about?" Murong Yanran walked up to the two of them and looked at them with a smile.
Chen Wujiu and Wei Wuyin immediately bowed and said repeatedly, "Greetings, Lord Murong."
"Your Majesty has arrived—"
Yan Jiaoran walked in, glanced at the number of people present, and felt no emotion at all.
Sure enough, this bastard stood me up again.
There is no way without sending Yanran to invite her.
You bastard, you bastard!
You stand me up like this every day without showing off.
How can I order you around so blatantly?
Oh, right.
Where is Jinlian?
Why haven't you come back to report to me yet?
Yan Jiaoran sat on the dragon throne, asked the palace maid to bring a map, and said lightly.
"Urgent military information from Uncle Eight."
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