The emperor wanted to take the civil and military officials out, but Eunuch Fu reminded him, "Your Majesty, it's getting dark outside. Let's see what happens tomorrow."
The emperor was so excited that he just remembered it was getting dark outside.
He cleared his throat and looked at the ministers below.
"After the morning court tomorrow, I will take you to see Wu Xi's power again."
The ministers all nodded and the emperor waved his hand.
"Everyone should leave quickly, and we will discuss it tomorrow."
When all the ministers heard what the emperor said, they left the imperial study one by one.
Gathering in twos and threes, they were still discussing how powerful the martial arts created by Xiaojun were to make the emperor so excited?
Meanwhile, at the front line, the old general and his men were having dinner.
The old general looked at the big bowl of braised pork and swallowed. It was the first time since the war that meat was served in such large bowls.
Yun Nian'an also used his own special bowl and filled half a bowl of braised pork. The old man who served the food saw that it was Xiaojun.
Insisting on getting more, Yun Nian'an quickly snatched the bowl from the old man.
"Hey, Xiaojun, I haven't finished playing yet!
One more bite, the last one, okay? Look at your skinny arms and legs, you need to eat more."
The old man really felt that Xiaojun was eating too little.
Yun Nian'an waved his hands and said, "That's enough. If I can't finish it, isn't it a waste?"
The old man serving the food was not happy and said, “Xiaojun, if you can’t finish it, you can just leave it out and give it to us.
It will definitely not be wasted. I'll give you some more. What you have now is not enough."
Yun Nian'an shook his head and said, "No, no."
As he spoke, he carried the bowl to the side of the training ground, squatted down, and started to put the food into his mouth like the soldiers.
The deputy commander quickly moved a small chair and placed it in front of Yun Nian'an.
"Xiaojun, please sit down and eat."
Yun Nian'an nodded, sat down on the chair specially prepared for him by the deputy commander, and started eating.
When the soldiers nearby saw that Xiaojun㹏 actually sat in front of them, they squeaked their big white teeth and looked at Xiaojun㹏 with an innocent smile.
After watching for a while, until the deputy commander coughed twice, they lowered their heads and began to eat white rice and braised pork.
One of the soldiers began to sob while eating.
Yun Nian'an had almost finished eating by then. He turned around and saw that the soldier's face was covered with tears and snot, and his nose was covered with snot.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
The soldier then realized that Xiaojun was not far away, and he quickly wiped his tears and snot.
"Xiao...Xiaojun㹏It's nothing, I just miss home."
Although the little soldier said this, he was not homesick. Instead, he was looking at the braised pork and white rice and thinking about the difficult situation at home.
Thinking about my son and daughter, as well as my mother and father at home, I wonder if they are still the same as before, and can only eat porridge made from powdered tree bark collected from the mountains.
If only his son and daughter could have a taste of braised pork and white rice, he would be willing to die in battle right now.
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