Chapter 88 Raising Account "Jisong?"
Yuchi Gong always felt that he had heard this name somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it.
Lao Zhao heard his coach keep chanting this name, and he was also searching in his was sure that he had definitely heard of this name, otherwise he wouldn't have a sense of familiarity.
"By the way, manager, I remembered it. Isn't Ji Song the one who wrote the poem on the Lantern Festival? Our little girl was there at the time, and she kept reciting it some time ago!" Old Zhao suddenly took a picture. The lower thigh said excitedly.
Yuchi Gong was stunned for a moment, then he immediately came to his senses and murmured: "It turns out to be this kid. He is the God of Wealth who has made a lot of money for our Yuchi family. Why are you here at the front line?"
Thank God, this old man finally remembered his family’s God of Wealth. If it were someone else’s family, he would have known all the information about him, but this Yuchi man had completely forgotten about them. He deserved all these years. He accumulated hundreds of wealth.
If it weren't for the emperor's frequent rewards, he would have been unable to solve the problem. Although he kept one-tenth after the last dividend and gave the rest to His Majesty for military expenses, the remaining amount was more than ten times the original property of his family.
Now that he knows who the young man is, it becomes more difficult for Yuchi Gong to deal with it. This is His Majesty's private purse, so he doesn't dare to cause any damage.
Otherwise, even if he wins the battle, he will not end well. There is Princess Pingyang supporting the boy from behind. Thinking about this makes him feel a little headache.
This is not support for himself, it is clearly a hot potato for himself. He cannot be beaten or scolded, but he must be arranged well, otherwise others will say that he is ungrateful.
Yuchi Gong walked around in the big tent a little irritably, and yelled at Lao Zhao who was still standing there stupidly: "What are you still doing standing there? Just go and guard in their camp. If he has any requirements, try to satisfy them. In short, we just want to ensure his personal safety, do you hear me?"
"promise!"
How dare Lao Zhao talk back at this time? He saw the cannibalistic look in his coach's eyes and said anxiously.
Not mentioning Yu Chigong's arrangements, Ji Song slept until he woke up at Mao on the next day, just before dawn. He washed up a little and came outside the tent.
But unexpectedly, Uncle Xie was also outside. Seeing that the other tents were still dark at this time, he said hello to Uncle Xie, then went to several tents to look around, and then came to Uncle Xie.
"He does look a bit like a general!" Xie Lian kept watching Ji Song's actions. He didn't expect that Ji Song, who was pampered and pampered, had such a side, and said happily.
"Uncle Xie is overly praised. He just did something trivial. It's no big deal." Ji Song said disapprovingly.
Although Ji Song has been in this era for more than ten years, the three views built over decades in his previous life are not so easily eroded.
The concept that everyone is equal has long been ingrained in the bones. Everyone says that people in the 21st century are very difficult to discipline and are all bullies.
But who knows, this is just an appearance. In that era, there was no authority at all. In an era when Newton was almost overthrown, there was no absolute right or wrong.
You can be richer than me, and you can live a better life than me, even in heaven and on earth, but if I don’t look down on you, I just look down on you.
The openness of thinking makes everyone more and more independent. In terms of thinking, life and money, everyone is running for their own small life.
Just like a very popular saying in Europe: Although I don't agree with your point of view, I will defend to the death your right to speak.
In such a big era, no one thinks that others are nobler than themselves. Of course, we don't have to pay attention to things that don't consider us human beings.
Therefore, he expressed disapproval of Xie Lian's words. This was something engraved in his may not be able to see it usually, but in life, it always affects everyone intentionally or unintentionally.
Because everyone feels very comfortable when getting along with Ji Song, and they feel, well, people living at the bottom, any respect can make them burst out with powerful motivation.
Xie Lian looked at this magical young man in front of him and felt very strange! Sometimes he felt that Ji Song did not belong to this era, even his words, actions, and deeds were in line with the standards of the scholar-bureaucrats of this era.
But he still had an indescribable feeling, something that went deep into his bones and is always changing the people around him involuntarily, making people get closer to him is a very terrifying ability. If Ji Song was born in troubled times, he would definitely be an enlightened monarch.
Just when Xie Lian didn't know what to say, there was a noise from outside. Ji Song quickly stood up and shouted to Ji Lu who was patrolling in the distance: "Quick, urgent gathering immediately!"
Ji Lu was also a man who knew how to fight and knew not to make too much noise late at night, so he went to call tents one by one.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone in the Ji family, except for the people protecting the clan members, had already assembled.
But what Ji Song didn't expect was that nearly a hundred soldiers sent by Princess Pingyang had also gathered in the same time, and Xue Wanche was also among the crowd.
Seeing everyone gathered together, Ji Song said: "Everyone wears armor, saddles are on their horses, and they rest where they are!"
"promise!"
After arranging everyone, Ji Song took Xie Lian and walked quickly to the coach's must know that the first drumming has been completed just now, and it is the second drumming at this time. If the third drumming is not available, military law must be followed.
When Ji Song came to the big tent, the time was just right. He took Xie Lian to sit down at a random place and waited here.
After a while, Yu Chigong came to the big tent. When he saw Ji Song, he paused for a moment, but didn't say anything.
"Start roll call!"
"promise!"
"Chai Shao"
"arrive"
"Changsun Shunde"
"arrive"
"Zhang Liang", "Hou Junji". Everyone heard that familiar people were coming to gather, and the meeting was about to then Yuchi Gong suddenly said: "Ji Song!"
Ji Song, who was sitting in the corner comparing himself to the celebrities of later generations, did not expect his name to be called. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "Here we are!"
Yu Chigong nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since everyone is here, let's start!"
The next step is for each military general to introduce the military situation in the area he is responsible for. When Ji Song's name was called just now, there were a few people who knew Ji Song. Although they were a little surprised that he appeared here, they only glanced at it briefly and did not show up. Pay attention.
To them, Ji Song is just a junior. Although his literary talent is good, this is in the military, and they are the mainstay here.
Ji Song didn't know what these generals were thinking, but even if he knew, he was in no mood to pay attention to this time, he was trying to listen to people's reports on the Turkic military situation.
This is first-hand information. With the level of these generals who have experienced hundreds of battles, the credibility and authenticity of it is extremely high. It will also be used as a reference for subsequent plans in the future. Ji Song cannot help but ignore it.
The writing is not very good, please forgive me!
(End of this chapter)