The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 313: Jun Mo Xiao, Drunk on the Battlefield (Fifty)
In officialdom, he said a lot of lies.

It is inevitable to talk nonsense when you see people, and to talk nonsense when you see ghosts.

Xue Zhan has a lot to learn.Otherwise, when the emperor really takes power, he, Xue Zhan, can only be an old general stationed at the border in the end.

He can't return to the capital, nor can he be promoted to an official position.

It has always been a taboo to overshadow the master with great achievements.

Xie Changjun is different, he is a fox.The old foxes on both sides of the court couldn't see whether he had colluded with Wang Qianchun because of his ruffian appearance; but when he got up, his enthusiasm and impassionedness when he led the soldiers made everyone think that he was loyal and an indomitable general!
Xie Changjun and Xi Ni are so capable.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and if he has never acted with anyone, it is only Cen Mu.

He never told Cen Mu that he was in a hurry. If there was anything he couldn't let Cen Mu know, he wouldn't say it directly, and he wouldn't make up something to lie to him.

He looked up at the moon, the moon was sparse, but the wind and sand were very strong, and the sky might change at any time.

Hu Jia came from behind the tent, blowing very beautifully, long and continuous, evoking thoughts.

Xie Changjun went around, and after listening to the song, he clapped his hands, "You played very well."

"Thank you Commander!" The one blowing the beard was an old soldier who narrowly escaped death with Xie Zhangjun yesterday.Although I often said bad things about Mr. Xie before, but now I only have respect in my heart.

"Is this a unique instrument in your place?" Xie Changjun glanced curiously, and the man immediately handed the instrument to Xie Changjun.

Xie Zhangjun is not a hypocritical person, he took it directly, checked it for a while, and then returned it to him, "It's a little different from the southern instruments, and they have their own characteristics."

The veteran smiled: "This subordinate is just bragging, it's nothing."

"It's good, but don't play such a sad tune in the future." Xie Changjun smiled, not to embarrass him, "It sounds strange to make people homesick, and it is not good for the morale of the army. Play something exciting to cheer everyone up .”

"Yes!" The veteran got the order, and felt that Mr. Xie was easy to get along with, so he became courageous, "Will Commander Xie be homesick?"

Xie Zhangjun was slightly stunned, subconsciously turned his head to look at Cen Mu's camp tent, and met Cen Mu's clean black eyes when he raised his eyes.

Xie Changjun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at the veteran and said, "I used to! Now...everywhere he is is home, and there is nothing to think about."

He turned around and walked towards Cen Mu, not forgetting to remind the veteran, "It's late at night, go back and rest earlier."

Cen Mu greeted him with a smile, and was embraced by Xie Changjun before he opened his arms, "How long have you been eavesdropping?"

Cen Mu pushed him, "There are still people watching, thank you Commander for making you look good."

Xie Zhangjun let go of him, held Cen Mu's slightly cool hands, looked around, "Don't worry, they all know."

Xie Changjun's voice was not low enough to be heard by the group of young people around the campfire. They laughed loudly, brimming with youthful joy.

At the border far away from home, the brothers who accompany us are also relatives.Rare happiness is enough to warm everyone's heart.

"Oh, seeing Commander Xie makes me miss my daughter-in-law." Zhang Da's family is in the south. He was conscripted last year, and his wife was just pregnant. The child is probably born now. I don't know what he looks like.

"I don't know when this battle will end. After the grandchildren in Mobei are driven away, we can go back and hug our mother and child!"

"Yeah, we didn't fight for them." The men's eyes softened when they thought of their relatives at home.

(End of this chapter)