Chapter 1188: Reunion with Classmates (Part 1) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Although Li Wan didn't know Zhao Wei, she could tell from his attire and demeanor that he held some weight in the military; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to ask. She subtly twitched her lips and politely declined with a smile.
It wasn't that she looked down on Zhao Wei, but rather that she couldn't.
She cannot jeopardize her future by acting impulsively.
Unlike Miao Ne, who dropped out of school to make his way in the world, Li Wan diligently completed all the basics, passed the graduation exam, and with a decent resume and a recommendation from within the academy, he applied for a job, passed the political review, and was sent to a remote and impoverished area to accumulate experience.
He achieved some results and participated in the Ministry of Personnel's assessment.
She's either rolling something up or on her way to doing so.
Finally, he managed to stand out from his peers and successfully boarded the path of Qi Zhongshu, taking on the mission to Zhenguo.
She didn't know if this was an opportunity for her to soar to new heights in her career, but she knew who had given her this chance, and she was also aware that she bore the mark of Qi Zhongshu's faction. From the intelligence she had gathered, Qi Zhongshu was a familiar face in the Censorate, and he seemed to have quite a few political enemies. Out of caution, she couldn't easily accept any other people's overtures, lest she cause trouble.
Is this person a threat?
As a martial artist, Zhao Wei, though lacking the cunning and intricate schemes of a strategist, was not foolish. Knowing Li Wan had reservations, she didn't press the matter. She had only come after accidentally discovering the mark Li Wan had left behind, initially thinking it was some pitiful soul waiting to be rescued, only to realize upon arrival that the real "pitiful soul" was someone else entirely!
Zhao Wei bent down and stared intently at the face of the prospective imperial son-in-law.
Judging a piece of meat from a condescending perspective, even being picky: "It's got tender skin and flesh, but unfortunately it has some brain problems. Why can it just stare blankly at people like that?"
From the moment Zhao Wei appeared until now, the prospective imperial son-in-law's expression shifted from surprise, fear, inquiry, numbness, and disgust to utter revulsion, as if he had seen something filthy. Tsk, that look in his eyes annoyed Zhao Wei greatly, giving her an urge to gouge his eyes out. What kind of thing dared to look at her like that?
Li Wan said disdainfully, "All that glitters is not gold; all that's inside is rotten cotton."
She certainly knew why the prospective imperial son-in-law looked at Zhao Wei that way.
It's simply that people are used to petite women and have never seen such a tall and strong female warrior, so they're convinced Zhao Wei is a demon. In Zhen Kingdom, arable land is limited and resources are scarce. The lower-class men rarely eat meat throughout the year, let alone the women. Without sufficient nutritious food to nourish them, how could they grow tall over the years?
In this environment, Zhenguo has its own rhythm.
Domestic fashion trends favor women with willow-like figures and slender waists, with those who can sway gracefully with every step and dance with a captivating, ethereal air considered the most desirable! Even a petite and exquisite female ruler like Li Wan, a female scholar, could easily wrap her arms around the neck of her opponent with one hand.
However, Zhao Wei's waist is equivalent to that of two or three people!
When he bent down, the shadow he cast completely enveloped the prospective imperial son-in-law, who was much taller than everyone else!
He, who always used his physique to dominate and intimidate others, when had he ever been so easily suppressed by a woman? If he could appreciate Zhao Wei, that would be a miracle. Actually, even without Li Wan's reminder, Zhao Wei could guess the truth, and she laughed heartily.
"All show and no substance? Isn't this just a useless burden that drags you down? Your Majesty, would you like me to do it for you?"
When it comes to killing and drawing blood, martial artists are more adept at it.
The prospective imperial son-in-law's pupils trembled.
Despite her inner terror, she feigned composure! If Li Wan really wanted to kill her, why would she go through all the trouble of stealing her away?
Li Wan's answer reassured him.
"This person's life is still useful."
Since that's the case, Zhao Wei didn't ask any more questions.
“This place is not safe to stay any longer. Your Majesty, let’s go to a safe place first, and then we can discuss this.” This suggestion was exactly what Li Wan wanted to hear. She picked up her sword and hung it back on her waist, while Zhao Wei bent down and picked up the prospective imperial son-in-law, as if he were prey, and slung him over her shoulder.
It's easy to do with one hand, and the chassis doesn't move an inch.
The prospective imperial son-in-law, the military commander: "???"
Seeing the outline of Zhao Wei's arm as he exerted force, Li Wan couldn't help but reveal an admiring and envious look: "When I was in school, my biggest worry was archery. I didn't have enough arm strength to fully draw a heavy bow that was a perfect score, and my accuracy was also a little off..."
No matter how hard she tried to cultivate, it just wouldn't work.
Martial arts practitioners don't have as many concerns.
The heavy bow that caused her repeated defeats and repeated attempts was, in the eyes of her fellow martial arts students, something that anyone could easily draw with their hands, but rather something that anyone with two legs could use to shoot an arrow upside down through a moving target a hundred paces away. If she had arms like Zhao Wei back then, her archery skills would definitely be top-notch.
"go to school?"
This term is quite niche.
If Li Wan is a typical academic, then Zhao Wei is half family-based and half military-based. The former's learning is systematic and gradual, while the latter's is more of a free-for-all approach. He learns theory wherever he feels like and relies on real-world experience for practice.
Only after surviving the battlefield can we slowly analyze the situation.
Zhao Wei had also been involved with the academy established under the Lord's guidance, and even taught a couple of classes for a period of time, so academy life wasn't entirely unfamiliar to her. According to Li Wan, Li Wan was still the Lord's "direct subordinate," which explained his courage and insight.
Li Wan said, "Yes, it's been a few years since I graduated."
Zhao Wei then asked, "Which year were you in?"
Li Wan was a scholar with a literary heart and no horse, so Zhao Wei naturally couldn't let her walk to keep up with him. He simply invited her to ride. His own martial spirit warhorse was huge and could easily carry two adults. As for the Imperial Son-in-Law? He wasn't considered a person; he was more like a piece of merchandise.
Zhao Wei and Li Wan had a very pleasant conversation and felt like they had known each other for a long time, much to the dismay of the prospective imperial son-in-law who was left on horseback.
The warhorse wasn't a living creature, and its rear end didn't actually smell, but it was modeled after a real warhorse. The prospective imperial son-in-law was positioned just a few fists' distance from the horse's rear! He was jolted the most when the horse galloped. Its thick, bushy tail swung left and right, slapping him across the face repeatedly. The tail was thick, coarse, and incredibly powerful; it felt like his brains were being splattered.
The warhorse, brimming with martial prowess, galloped across the mountains and forests at an astonishing
No matter how complex the terrain, Zhao Wei's superb horsemanship allowed her to traverse it with ease. In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Li Wan could already see the scattered tents hidden among the mountain hollows. Just as they approached the watchtower's monitoring range, Zhao Wei activated her martial energy and hoisted up a huge flag bearing her personal insignia. The flagpole alone was as thick as half her waist, and its length was twice her height.
Zhao Wei steed the horse with one hand, waving the flag a few times.
The message was received at the watchtower that the two warhorses could proceed without hindrance.
Back at the camp, Zhao Wei dismounted without batting an eye, not forgetting to lift the prospective imperial son-in-law off the horse and toss him to the ground with a thud. Just as she was about to turn around to help Li Wan up, she saw Li Wan jump down on his own, landing steadily with remarkable agility.
"Jun Quan?"
An uncertain voice rang out.
Li Wan turned to look at the newcomer, who exclaimed with delight, "It really is Jun Quan! I thought I had mistaken him for someone else!"
The woman dressed as a military doctor was overcome with excitement and rushed straight to Li Wan.
Li Wan stared at the other person for a long time but did not recognize him.
The military doctor was unfazed: "There's no time for such formalities in the barracks. You wouldn't recognize me if I didn't dress up?"
Li Wan said, "The voice does sound somewhat familiar."
Zhao Wei watched the two talking and asked, "Are you acquaintances?"
Army doctor: "Of course, he's an acquaintance, and even a classmate!"
Li Wan stared at the military doctor for a long time before finally slapping her forehead and remembering who she was. Just as the doctor had said, they were indeed classmates. However, after graduation, they went their separate ways, and it wasn't convenient to keep in touch, so they hadn't kept in touch much. She had heard that the doctor had gone traveling and wouldn't be back for three to five years, so how did she end up as a military doctor in the army?
The military doctor said frankly, "I became a military doctor because I like it. But you, how did you end up in such a sorry state? The Master said you went to take up a local post. Did you get robbed on your way back to report for duty?"
That's quite unusual.
Even Li Wan was bullied.
"Of course not, well, it's a long story."
Zhao Wei was deeply moved by the magic of this connection. She arranged for a temporary tent to be set up and ordered food to be prepared for them. After all, catching up was most pleasant done while eating and chatting.
Zhao Wei was acquainted with the military doctor.
The enemy's medical skills might not be great, but they were definitely the most capable fighters among the military medics. In a previous battle, when the logistics troops transferring the wounded were attacked, she rescued the wounded soldiers while simultaneously grabbing a weapon and fighting her way through, kicking enemy heads like balls until they exploded.
She successfully bought precious time and was subsequently promoted ahead of schedule. Her medical skills were further honed to the level of a barefoot doctor, and Zhao Wei was even prepared to write a letter recommending her to the medical academy for three to five years of further study. If Zhao Wei's connections weren't enough, he could even borrow from his father, Zhao Feng.
but--
"You abandoned martial arts for medicine, aren't the master and the dean angry?"
Lee Wan was still somewhat worried about this.
The military doctor said, "I didn't give up martial arts, but I felt that studying medicine was more suitable for my personality and interests. After I returned from my travels, I met with the Master, and she said that I could do whatever I wanted. As long as it doesn't harm the country, be disloyal to the emperor, or commit crimes, I can do anything else."
Doctors are no longer as despised as they were in earlier years.
After some consideration, she felt that being a military doctor was not bad. Not everyone likes to enter officialdom and wants to be ennobled or appointed as prime minister.
Lee Wan sighed, "That's great."
The military doctor looked at her with concern: "What's wrong?"
Li Wan scratched his head, looking slightly troubled, and said, "I recently got a stroke of luck, well... I guessed what the higher-ups wanted and did something that might make me famous for generations or infamous for eternity. I don't mind, but I'm afraid the dean will be furious if he finds out."
The Master was gentle by nature and didn't care about such things.
Dean Ning Yan is different.
She was not only the dean of the department, but also a high-ranking official.
Having followed Qi Zhongshu, I'll be seeing the dean all the time in the future, and just thinking about that scene makes me feel a bit stressed.
The military doctor clicked his tongue: "You're no less troublesome."
He was a real headache for his teachers back when he was still in college.
Lee Wan, relieved of his image burden, smiled somewhat awkwardly.
The military doctor didn't presume to ask what the "chance" was, and the two tacitly reminisced about their time at the academy, eventually mentioning their past brawls. Zhao Wei listened with longing, marveling at how many memorable and interesting things life could hold.
only--
I didn't realize that Queen Li Wan was once a spirited young woman.
There have been so many fights between the cadres and the masses.
They not only fight with those of the same rank, but also with those of a higher rank.
A typical example: Don't run away after school, let's agree on a place to settle the score.
As he spoke, the military doctor burst into laughter, almost falling over.
"I remember Junquan rarely suffered a loss back then, and the two times he did were both at the hands of the same person. I remember that senior's surname was Miao, and her name was Min... She almost broke my arm back then, and I got a Dingxia in the archery test the next day."
Li Wan pursed his lips and corrected: "Miao Ne, Miao Ximin."
Most importantly: "He passed the make-up exam and got a C grade."
Although the results weren't great, at least they were passing.
But that Miao Ne—
Li Wan recalled a rumor he had heard a long time ago.
"It seems Miao Ximin dropped out of school?"
The military doctor knew about it: "It's said he suffered a broken heart."
Upon hearing this, Li Wan scoffed, "She was only seventeen or eighteen years old back then, wasn't she? She really wasn't very bright. She dropped out of school for a man who wasn't respectable. How absurd."
No matter how big the problem, you shouldn't sacrifice your future.
Moreover, it was just a man.
He was just a hypocritical man who deceived her.
Li Wan originally wanted to compete with Miao Ne in the officialdom. He felt that losing to her at the academy was no big deal, as he was sure he could win back her after entering officialdom. However, he couldn't find out where she was going no matter how much he inquired.
I learned this news from the Master.
Li Wan didn't know whether to despise or regret it.
The military doctor said, "Perhaps there are other difficulties."
Li Wan's expression softened slightly: "Perhaps, but it's a pity that we've lost a formidable rival. Otherwise, with her..."
It's a bit far-fetched.
Li Wan's understanding of the ways of the scholar came unexpectedly after her first defeat in a fight with Miao Ne. She thought she could turn the tables the second time, but she also sensed a similar aura in the other person. Miao Ne smiled and twisted her hands behind her back, leaning close to whisper to her.
[Hey little schoolgirl, you have your archery monthly exam tomorrow, right?]
I heard your archery skills aren't very good?
After hearing this, Li Wan got goosebumps all over his body.
He demanded sharply, "What do you want to do?"
Miao Ne twisted her hand.
This man is cunning and knows how to act with restraint.
She didn't cripple her arm, but instead made her sprain it and rest for ten to fifteen days, unable to exert full force. Archery was Li Wan's weak point to begin with; she failed the course that time and barely passed the makeup exam, which made her so angry that she couldn't recover for months.
Li Wan wanted to conserve his strength before seeking revenge.
As a result, Miao Ne disappeared without a trace and dropped out of school.
Zhao Wei finally found a topic to join the conversation.
"Miao Ximin? She's been back for quite a while now. As far as I know, she seems to have become a disciple of Luan Gongyi, the Minister of Personnel?"
Li Wan's spirits lifted: "Really?"
"Of course it's true."
This is not a secret.
Li Wan pondered the relationship between Minister Luan and Secretary Qi. He had not heard of any discord between the two and thought he could inquire about it later.
The three sat for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when footsteps sounded outside the tent. At first, they thought it was soldiers on patrol, but they quickly realized the footsteps were coming from this direction. Zhao Wei got up to look: "General Qian?"
Qian Yong was beaming with joy.
He greeted Zhao Wei casually and went straight to find Li Wan.
Li Wan also recognized Qian Yong and stood up to greet him.
Qian Yong waved his hand with a smile: "No need for formalities. The Lady has done a great service this time. I, Qian, am already grateful to you."
He's smarter—
Seeing that the wind direction was not right, they brought their troops here first.
When it comes to resuming the war, the goal is naturally to achieve a swift victory. Troop deployment will also follow the principle of proximity. So, shouldn't he keep all the credit for himself?
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Ugh, I had nightmares all night, dreaming about being in a car accident, sob sob sob.
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