Chapter 2342 Is it fake? (three)

Ji Shuyun received the statistical data. In this siege battle, there were as many as 3 casualties.

Strictly speaking, in the first siege battle, 3 people were killed or injured in the small city of Lin'an.

However, the commanders of the army behind seemed not to be affected by this number, and were even planning to set off to attack the next town immediately after the snow stopped.

Soon, Ji Shuyun waited for news from Li Jianxiong.

There is nothing special about Li Jianxiong, it's just that he doesn't go out every night, but stays in his tent.

We have just won the victory. At this time, shouldn't we communicate more with the generals and discuss the next plan, or rectify the morale of the army?
Why did Li Jianxiong do the opposite?
"Aside from Li Jianxiong, is there any special person coming in and out of his tent?"

Mo Qingshu frowned and said, "Yes, but they are all Li Jianxiong's personal confidantes, there is nothing unusual about it."

Ji Shuyun nodded: "You continue to monitor."

As soon as Mo Qingshu left, Young Master Jun asked, "Mother, is there anything wrong with Li Jianxiong's side?"

Ji Shuyun rubbed Young Master Jun's head, and said with a smile, "Yes, but this is just a guess."

Uh, she couldn't say in front of her son, that bastard turtle is coveting your mother, right?

Jun Lintian smiled, but he already had his own calculations in his heart.

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It was night, Jun Lintian and Jun Wuji met unexpectedly in front of Li Jianxiong's tent. After the two father and son looked at each other, they lurked on the edge of the tent, one left and one right.

Seeing this, Mo Qingshu twitched the corners of his mouth, so does a tent need so many of them to monitor?
Looking through the gap in the tent, I saw that Li Jianxiong was reading at night with a lamp on, holding a book in his right hand, and a cup of hot tea on his left. The smoke was lingering, and the years were quiet. There was nothing unusual about it.

After Jun Wuji looked at it for a while, the eyebrows under the mask slightly frowned, and transmitted the voice to Mo Qingshu and Jun Lintian, and returned to Ji Shuyun's mansion first.

Ji Shuyun was sitting on the soft couch at this time and looked at him, seeing the man returning in a cold body, he smiled and said: "How is it, have you gained anything?"

After Jun Wuji used his internal strength to drive away the cold air on his body, he went up and hugged her in his arms, lightly pecked her on the lips, and said lightly: "It seems that there is nothing unusual about reading a book."

Ji Shuyun nodded in response, and then asked, "What books are you reading?"

"I can't see clearly, it should be a book of war..."

Then Jun Wuji thought about it carefully, and asked again: "Can Li Jianxiong's wound heal so quickly?"

Ji Shuyun shook his head and said, "No, his wound is quite serious, plus he was stumbled in the dark last time, it will take a month at the fastest to heal."

a month?

Jun Wuji narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then said coldly, "That person is not Li Jianxiong."

"What?" Ji Shuyun was taken aback, and asked back, "Uh, how do you know?"

The person in Li Jianxiong's tent is not the real Li Jianxiong, so where did the real Li Jianxiong go?
"Li Jianxiong is a general who attaches great importance to his body. If his arm is still healed, he will definitely pay attention to rest. But today I observed that he is holding a book in his right hand, while his left hand is on his leg."

(End of this chapter)

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