"Sir said -" Luo Xian prolonged his voice and paused deliberately.

"Forget it, I'll see for myself!"

Fu Qian couldn't wait a moment and took out the letter.

"Sir, we are free to take matters into our own hands."

"What?" Fu Qian's hand froze when he opened the letter. He raised his head and looked at Luo Xian in disbelief, "What did you say?"

This time, Luo Xian could no longer suppress his ecstasy, and his voice was already trembling:

"Sir, as you said, we can take matters into our own hands."

"really?!"

Although he heard it twice, Fu Qian still couldn't believe it and repeatedly confirmed, "Sir, did you really say that?"

"When I saw the letter from your husband, I couldn't believe it." Luo Xian gestured to the letter in Fu Qian's hand, "If you don't believe it, just take a look."

Fu Qian quickly opened the letter. He didn't know if he was too excited. His hands were trembling a little and he almost tore the letter.

He scanned the contents of the letter as fast as he could in his life. When Fu Qian raised his head again, looked at Luo Xian, and said with some hesitation:

"Sir, sir, that's really what you said. All matters concerning superiority will be left to us to handle..."

"yes!"

"Lingze, try punching me. I'm afraid I'm dreaming again."

I wouldn’t dare to think so in my wildest dreams!

Ever since I followed my husband, my biggest dream has been to follow him and fight in all directions.

Who said that he and others were allowed to lead the army to conquer the city alone for the first time?

"It's not a dream, it's not a dream." Luo Xian didn't seem to have read enough. He took the letter from Fu Qian and wanted to read it again.

Who would have expected that as soon as he got the letter, he would kick Fu Qian into the water.

"Wow!"

The Han River made a huge splash.

Fu Qian turned over instinctively, drawing an arc like white stripes in the waves.

Luo Xian, who was standing on the bow of the boat, laughed:

"Chengzhi, is this a dream?"

After the beginning of spring, although the weather became warmer, it was not summer after all, and the water was still a little chilly.

However, Fu Qian and Luo Xian often swim in winter, so they are not afraid of the chill in the water.

But seeing Fu Qian suddenly come up again after a while, he also started laughing.

The two had laughed enough. Fu Qian climbed out of the water and asked someone to bring dry clothes to change into. The two began to lie on the boat together in the sun.

The spring day is warm, and Hanzhong is much warmer than Guanzhong. The sun is shining on my body, which is quite comfortable.

"I have finally waited for this day."

"yes!"

"How many years?"

"It's been many years, right?"

"Many years."

"What do we do now?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, the two people turned their heads and looked at each other in tacit agreement.

Then they sat up at the same time.

Happiness comes too suddenly, but after the joy, huge pressure follows.

Fu Qian scratched his head:

"Sir, don't you have any plans?"

He just took a quick glance at it and hadn't finished reading it yet.

"No."

"No instructions?"

"Just telling us to be careful."

"that's all?"

"just this."

Silence again.

"Well, Lingze, tell me, sir, does he trust us too much?"

Luo Xian nodded and frowned: "Yes, this is no small matter, let alone letting us lead the army alone. We have no experience at all in this kind of marching and fighting."

"Experience..." Fu Qian was thoughtful when he heard Luo Xian's words, "When you say that, I think of a person. He seems to have experience."

When Luo Xian heard this, he immediately reacted.

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Let's go!"

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It’s not just Luo Xian and Fu Qian who feel comfortable in the sun, Martin also feels very comfortable.

At this time, he was lying on a deck chair, half-lidded in his small courtyard.

There is a small stove next to him, with water boiling on it.

Next to the small stove, there is a small eucalyptus with tea cups and teapots on it.

Drinking spring tea, admiring the spring scenery, and basking in the spring sun, how pleasant it is!

But soon, someone unknowingly ruined Martin's leisurely mood.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma!"

There was a voice outside the courtyard door, and before the voice fell, two figures had already appeared at the door.

Ma Tian sighed and had to stand up. He looked at Luo Xian and Fu Qian, a little impatiently:

"You and the two of you are not training soldiers in the water village, so what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Ma, we have something to ask you."

The two young men seemed not to notice Ma Tian's expression at all. They found their own stools and sat down next to him, one on the left and one on the right. "I want to ask you something."

"It's an important thing."

"Yes, it is a very important thing."

Martin rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Say."

This man can't owe any favors, especially the kind of favors from heaven.

"Mr. Ma, tell me, if we lead the army down the river from Hanzhong and capture Shangyong, how do you think the army should arrange this first step?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? Now, training good soldiers is your top priority."

"As for how to march and fight, set up battle formations before battle, capture cities and territories, and plot against enemies and temples, how many people in this world can compare to your husband?"

"After you have mastered the navy training, are you afraid that you will not have the opportunity to learn these things? I am afraid that you will not be able to learn..."

"Oh, no, Mr. Ma, our husband has written a letter, asking us to attack Shangyong independently. We have no experience, so we came here to ask for your advice and want you to help us."

Fu Qian was impatient and couldn't bear to hear Ma Tian's nagging, so he interrupted him.

Martin choked:...

The originally lazy posture suddenly sat upright and licked his ears:

"What did you say?"

"We are here to ask you for advice and want you to help us."

"No, it's the previous sentence."

"Sir, let us attack Shangyong independently."

"Feng Mingwen lets you attack Shangyong on your own?"

"right."

Luo Xian and Fu Qian nodded in unison.

silence.

Martin was silent for a long time, then stood up and continued to meditate.

Finally he murmured:
To be continued...