After Waking up Beside the Villain Chapter 82

    Chu Yunsheng took Lu Fenglou away from the palace privately and concealed his whereabouts, which is a very serious matter. But the situation in Dajin is quite delicate at the moment, at least on the bright side, even if someone finds out that he is holding away from the young emperor, there will not be much reaction.

    The undercurrent may be turbulent, and it often means greater danger.

    Drag the little emperor who was a little stunned by shock into the barracks, Chu Yunsheng simply made a disguise for the little emperor in his tent, stained his hair and smeared his face, and then took out Putting on Lu Fenglou the coarse clothes of a recruit, a noble and arrogant 95-year-old, in the blink of an eye, he turned into a thin, disheveled soldier.

    Lu Fenglou felt the dirty feeling on his head and face, and the extremely rough clothes on his body, the folds between his eyebrows flashed away: "Teacher let me waste half a month of the court meeting, it is For this?"

    "The Son of Heaven lives in the temple."

    Chu Yunsheng wiped the helmet in his hand with a cloth and said: "But the temple is very high, so you can't see many things. Your Majesty will be crowned after the New Year, and it is the responsibility of the emperor and teacher of the minister. I have to unload it too. Before this, there is not much I can teach Your Majesty."

    "Teacher wants to teach me to go into battle to kill the enemy, or to be sympathetic to the soldiers and understand that every inch of this country is stained with blood, and it is not easy to come by?" Lu Fenglou raised his eyebrows.

    As he moved, his two overly long eyelashes swept across the shattered hair in front of his forehead, his vision swayed slightly, and he saw a slight reflection on Chu Yunsheng's body His armor was already close at hand, his neck sank, Chu Yunsheng raised his hand and put the helmet in his hand on his head.

    Chu Yunsheng looked down at Lu Fenglou's face shrouded in the shadow of the helmet, and chuckled: "Your Majesty has always been a good student."

    Without explaining to Lu Fenglou the deep meaning of his actions, Chu Yunsheng instructed one of his subordinates to take Lu Fenglou out and throw him into the new barracks.

    Looking at Lu Fenglou's thin but straight back, Chu Yunsheng deliberately confessed to the general: "This young master Lou has an old relationship with this king, so he brought it here to hone it, and then When those young master soldiers practiced like that in the past, don't be demanding."

    As soon as Lang Jiang heard it, he understood in his heart. After leaving the tent, he took Lu Fenglou to find a centurion, and he didn't know what to say. With a wave of his hand, Lu Fenglou stood at the end of the queue and punched.

    Lu Fenglou said that there is a temperament, and young people in their teens and twenties naturally have it. But he is different from the real recruit Danzi, the rich young master, he is a puppet young emperor, from childhood to adulthood, all temperament has also been sharpened into a stoic and hidden sharp knife, so naturally he is very tolerant and distinguishable. of.

    He knew that Chu Yunsheng's words to Lang Jiang were provoking him, so he didn't take it seriously. When punching in the queue, all he thought about was Chu Yunsheng pulling him here.

    When Lu Fenglou came out of his thoughts, he was shocked to realize that this set of punches was finished, but the centurion did not let him go, but named his name and stood in a row of four , into a long snake formation, began to run around the school grounds.

    It's not a big deal. But this running is really tiring, especially in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. Running fast at the foot of this mountain with a mouthful of icy **** and cold air is like tearing a hole in one's chest, burning like a knife.

    Lu Fenglou hangs at the end of the line and runs for a few laps, and then he faints.

    After a few laps and another set of punches, the centurion formed a team and arranged tasks for these recruits. Some patrol, some chop wood, and some sort things out. It can be considered that they perform their duties and are well organized.

    Because Lu Fenglou was a newcomer, he took special care of him. He was assigned a light job and went out to pick up firewood. He was accompanied by two young men, one fat and one thin.

    Lu Fenglou glanced at the two of them, looked at their hands, feet and faces, and knew that the two were probably the same as his faked identities, they were some rich dudes who were thrown in for training.

    The thin one is not really thin, but hollowed out by the color of wine, and the blue and black are extremely conspicuous now. As for the fat one, at first glance, he was raised by his family to be smooth and slippery, and he had to eat and wear a lot.

    It's just such a group of people, Chu Yunsheng took them into the new barracks, for some reason. After all, in the battle, you can't rely on wine and money.

    "Hey, brother, which family are you from? Why haven't I seen it before?" The three of them walked out with the basket on their backs, and the fat man came to talk.

    Lu Fenglou said indifferently: "Loufeng, not from Beijing."

    Lu Fenglou made up his identity casually, not afraid of being exposed. Although he is an emperor, no one has ever seen him except for the ministers of the previous dynasty, and even the ministers of the previous dynasty looked at him through a layer of hats, really wanting to remind them of his face , nine out of ten of them must not remember.

      Not to mention the people in the barracks, and so many rich families.

    "Not in Beijing..."

    The fat man took a few glances at him, "It's so dark, it's from the border, right? Every time my father goes to the border to run a business, he must be blackened a layer, as if painted with ink. …”

    "Although it's dark, it's not rough. The border is windy and frosty. I think Brother Lou is not from the border." The thin man was more shrewd, looked at Lu Fenglou carefully, and said, "But where are the people? It doesn't matter, in short, we are all sick cats in this pit now, and we have to curl up."

    The fat man said in frustration: "I don't know why my father tortured me so hard this time! I also eat, drink and have fun on weekdays, and the mistakes I make will only be bigger than this time, never small, But just this time, my dad was so ruthless, he just threw me to a place where this bird doesn't shit! I can't run yet... I heard that if I run away, my head will be beheaded!"

    "Destroying a soldier is a capital crime." Lu Fenglou said.

    The fat man sighed a few times and walked forward.

    The North City Barracks is located in an excellent terrain, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

    The three of Lu Fenglou were also not allowed to go far. They only picked up firewood on the hill within the barracks and cut down some trees. When the three large baskets are full, the task is completed.

    During the process of chopping wood, Lu Fenglou got close to the fat and thin duo in just a few words.

    The two were longer than he had been here, but only a few days longer. And the hundred or so of them were all children of wealthy families, and they were all from the barracks recently.

    Lu Fenglou felt something was wrong here, but he didn't rashly ask.

    The barracks is Chu Yunsheng's territory. He is now being slaughtered, but he doesn't want to be caught.

    There are no three meals in the barracks, only two meals, the vegetable soup is soaked with dry buns.

    When night was approaching, torches were lit in the barracks. Lu Fenglou was squatting by the haystack and drinking hot vegetable soup, when he heard a commotion in the distance.

    As I got closer, a neat sound like a giant drum and thunder came, and the ground beneath my feet seemed to vibrate.

    Everyone around is looking up.

    When this group of soldiers came in, Lu Fenglou realized that the thunderous movement was from them. Their running movements were terrifyingly neat, and there was absolutely no lingering in an ordinary array. Once they moved, it was not like hundreds or thousands of people moving together, but more like a burly giant striding.

    Chu Yunsheng raised his hand at the front of the team, and the giant's movements stopped immediately.

    Command line prohibited.

    Rao is Lu Fenglou who has not read a few military books, and knows how terrifying such a team is.

    He slowly lowered his eyes mixed with horror and doubt, and heard whispered discussions beside him.

    "This is the pioneer camp in the north of our city? It's really majestic..."

    "Although our vanguard battalion has only been established for less than half a month, these people in the battalion have killed the enemy and seen blood! The knife!"

    "It's only half a month, but it looks more powerful than Da Zhou's army..."

    It is majestic.

    But I don't know who to show it.

    Lu Fenglou lowered his head and drank the completely cold vegetable soup in the bowl.

    In the eyes of others, the majestic Pioneer Camp is actually not quite what Chu Yunsheng intended.

    Although this team is already banned and has some blood, but it is far from the regular troops that Chu Yunsheng trained in the interstellar era. Unsteady stance, messy running, not ruthless in killing enemies, procrastinating, courageous... Chu Yunsheng glanced at him, and he could see too many shortcomings.

    It's just less than half a month of training, so I can't put too high demands on this team.

    This knife, since he has shown it, he must sharpen it carefully and patiently.

    Chu Yunsheng naturally knew that Lu Fenglou must have seen this movement, and he might suspect something, but he didn't have to worry about having too many lice or having too much debt. Not serious.

    Evening.

    After the veterans and the recruits completed the patrol mission, Lu Fenglou was so tired that he couldn't lift a finger.

    The shoulder blade that carried the basket during the day was in severe pain, and the legs were also very sore. Pampered all year round, once you do some work, you will collapse badly.

    Because she was a newcomer and there were not enough tents, Lu Fenglou was placed in a small tent and lived with an old cook.

    After taking a shower, the old cook was snoring for a long time. He seemed to be still angry, afraid of the heat, and his hands and feet were pulled out of the quilt.

    It's hot.

      palm.

    He lay in bed for a while, when he suddenly thought of something, he quickly got up and took off his jacket to look.

    Sure enough, the waist, abdomen and knees were thicker than a layer, and the shoes that looked dirty were also padded with deeper cotton.

    No wonder I walked in the snow cave for a long time today, but my feet are not cold at all.

    Lu Fenglou sat in the dark tent for a while, until the cold wind blew in from the door curtain, making him shiver, then he fastened his old jacket and lay back. in the quilt.

    Chu Yunsheng didn't know what his little emperor was thinking, but Lu Fenglou's body was still nourished, and necessary exercise was needed, but it was too much, let alone freezing, so the padded jacket was He specially prepared the bed, and he secretly baked the quilt like a thief. The vegetable soup for dinner was ordered to be kept hot. It can be said that he took care of everything.

    He didn't expect Lu Fenglou to appreciate it.

    Just when preparing the jacket for Lu Fenglou, Chu Yunsheng looked at the food and clothing in the barracks and felt that it was not enough, so he privately asked Di Yan to open his own private bank and thickened a batch of cotton coat.

    Thick cotton-padded coats should be normal items for soldiers, but the army's salaries are cut again and again, and the Dajin treasury is empty, and it is impossible to make a new batch of cotton-padded coats.

    The number of cotton-padded clothes Chu Yunsheng took out was limited, so he had to use it as a reward, and gave it to the well-trained soldiers first.

    Most of these soldiers were in the pioneer camp.

    After the specially thickened jackets were distributed to the vanguard battalion, they made other soldiers jealous, and they trained even harder.

    Especially the lazy young soldiers who have never suffered hardships, they were so angry that they gnashed their teeth.

    "If I were still at home, at this time, I don't know how many beauties would warm the quilt for this young master, wearing brocade satin, sleeping with warm and fragrant soft pillows, those ragged cotton jackets who are rare..."

    The fat man was so jealous that his tears were about to flow out. When he saw his new friend Lu Fenglou, he felt something was wrong: "Old Feng, what's the matter, you envy them too?"

    Lu Fenglou loosened his slightly frowned eyebrows and shook his head, only to feel that the warm cotton-padded clothes on his body seemed to be a lot thinner in an instant, and it was a little cold.

    —It's all about buying people's hearts.

Chapter end