Chapter 38 Inside the tent
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In the military tent, an elderly scholar general was in high position and scolded several people standing below.
"You are the generals in the army and the heroes in the local army. They raise troops to fight each other, and they are extremely erratic." The veteran spoke sternly, but there seemed to be no intention of delving into the words.
"The general is not angry, but the last general is not doing things well, so please punish the general." Among the subordinates, Liu Bei apologized for guilt.
"The general forgives his crimes, and he thinks that a certain family misunderstood. Peng Tuobocai has already sent his head to him, and a certain family will leave on his own."
Li Ling curled his lips and looked at Liu Bei, clasped his fists at the veteran, and then turned around and wanted to leave.
The veteran general in the tent is no one else, and Zhu Jun, the commander of the army on this road.
As for the scene in front of you, it was obvious that the "conflict" between Li Ling and Liu Bei did not start, but was stopped by Zhu Jun who was alarmed and rushed over.
"Stay!" Seeing that Li Ling was about to leave, Zhu Jun stopped him. Sun Jian, who was also following him, took a step sideways and slightly stopped Li Ling.
At this time, except for a few people in the tent, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei rarely entered the head coach's tent because of the incident. When Li Ling heard this, he paused and turned around, feeling a little aggrieved, and looked at Zhu Jun.
"I have heard of Li Bolie, Nanyang. I have also heard that I saw you as an adult today, so why did you act like this? If you let you leave like this, I, Zhu Jun, have become a villain who will win the money and profits." Zhu Jun smiled bitterly, and said to Li Ling dissatisfiedly.
"The general is very careful. In his early years, he left home to learn skills, but did not learn the civil and military skills thoroughly. However, the ink master's skills have been greatly improved. He usually concentrates on miscellaneous things, but lacks some human nature." Li Ling said sincerely.
"Haha, look at the literary station. This kid is not humble at all. He has achieved great success in his ink skills? Are those black armored wands all from you?"
A burst of laughter made the atmosphere in the tent ease. Zhu Jun pointed at Li Ling and joked at Sun Jian.
When he entered the tent, Sun Jian had already reported his identity to Zhu Jun. Zhu Jun had heard of him for a long time and knew that his bravery was difficult to conquer Wancheng, so he was happy to see him coming.
Sun Jian chuckled, but was worried that he would hate Li Ling, so he was not easy to answer. But he heard Li Ling say, "However, it is a certain family's malicious work."
"Huh? Did you really make it?" Li Ling's words surprised Zhu Jun.
"Not to mention the sacred sac, the equipment of a soldier under his command was also forged by someone himself." Li Ling increased his bid for himself.
When getting along with people from the top power class of the great man like Zhu Jun, you either have a strong family background or you have the expertise to show off your own skills.
Li Ling is not good at the attributes now, but his life skills are enough to make Zhu Jun look sideways.
"Well? As far as I know, if there are all Mohist creations like Cang, they will cost a lot of money. The treasures needed are difficult to estimate, but I don't know who Ling Shi is?" Seeing Li Ling confirming, Zhu Jun said in surprise.
Originally, Zhu Jun's opinion, these black armored wands may be treasures inherited by Li Ling, but were inherited by him.
After all, the legend says that the Mohist school has many magical features, and it is not surprising that some treasures have been accumulated over countless years.
But the former is a accumulated product, which is not the same as asking disciples to consume a lot of precious resources. If Li Ling made it himself, Zhu Jun would be more surprised, which was a big deal from Li Ling's "Master".
As far as Zhu Jun knows, Huang Chengyan, who has some research on the skills of the Mohist school, is the one who studies some of the Mohist skills. The child said that he is a little rich, but he will never have such wealth.
"The Mo is unknown, I hope the general will forgive me." Li Ling said calmly.
‘There is a ghost master. Huang Yueying gave me the drawings. Is she considered it? But is she born now?’ Li Ling was secretly happy.
"The Mo family is really admirable, it's a pity..." Zhu Jun probably believed Li Ling's nonsense, but Li Ling's statement was in line with the description of Mozhe in some books.
Zhu Jun came from a poor family and was also in the army. There were no great scholars from aristocratic families who contempt for other schools.
As for the lament, it is probably because the Mohist school had long been kicked over by Confucianism and gradually disappeared into the long river of history.
Not to mention the true Confucian Confucians of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Zhu Jun, who was already closer to the military general, was more concerned about the wealth represented by the sage than the level of the Mohist skills. Or more concerned about the hidden "heroes" of Li Ling.
It can also be seen that at this stage, life skills did not have a high status in the minds of the senior leaders of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
When the two talked, Liu Bei's eyes lit up, he looked at Li Ling again and said with a keen voice.
"If so, could Bolie make siege tools?"
"Wancheng Yellow Turbans, we will find it difficult for us to achieve success. If Bolie can break through the city gate, we will definitely defeat the enemy in one battle."
Facing Liu Bei with an excited expression on his face, Zhu Jun and Sun Jian seemed to be looking forward to support him. Li Ling curled his lips and looked at Liu Bei with helplessness after being silent for a moment.
"This is my hometown, my ability, and I should do my best."
"However, I have to say something. If there is any offense, please forgive me." The first half of the sentence looked at Liu Bei, and the second half was what Zhu Jun said.
"Although Duke Xuande is a relative of the Han Dynasty, his identity is considered noble."
I don't know if it was intentional, Li Ling specifically mentioned Liu Bei's identity. Sun Jian, who was not familiar with Liu Bei, looked at Liu Bei with a strange face.
"However, Duke Xuande and I first met him. I dare not speak vainly and master it."
"But if I had the position of a captain in the army, I wonder if Duke Xuande would show unbridled intimacy as before, or would he say 'respecting wise men and sir'?"
No one is stupid. As soon as Li Ling finished asking, everyone in the tent had different expressions. Liu Bei looked embarrassed, Sun Jian was a little confused, Zhang Fei glared at him, but Guan Yu and Zhu Jun were thinking.
"Bolie, don't misunderstand it, here..." Liu Bei seemed to be trying to argue, but was interrupted by Li Ling.
"It was also an impulse in a certain family before. As the saying goes, a gentleman's friendship is as light as water."
"It is also considered to be a bit of knowledge when traveling around. Anyone who gets close to a certain family for no reason will try to contribute their property and skills on the grounds of intimacy, and is used to being cautious. Don't blame me."
As Li Ling spoke, he didn't care about the sudden change in his face and continued to speak quickly.
"I think both of you have the courage to be brave enough to be unstoppable. You should be a powerful general in the world and have a violent temperament, but you obey your words. But because of your identity? Or what kind of kindness do you have?"
It's OK, there's nothing to say. Li Ling pretended to behave for a long time, but his feelings were still depriving Liu Bei of the Huozi, which obviously had bad intentions.
Li Ling was also staying with Liu Bei's men in his previous life, but he was just a kind of men who could not meet Liu Bei at all.
Liu Bei has always been kind and close to players. Whenever he encounters accidents and wars, he will give players great trust and put players in front...
Over time, after he took over Yizhou and met with Chengdu, he remained kind to the players.
However, at this time, the player did not gain any substantial benefits from him. Instead, he began to vigorously encourage some weak players to engage in production.
Although players are not sophisticated, they are not fools. We have to die after vote. In the end, we should share fruits. We have nothing to do? We still have to do for you to produce and forge cows and horses?
The result can be imagined that Liu Bei, who gave the best impression of players among the Three Kingdoms forces in the early stage, was also the target of angry players' attempts to harm them in the later stage.
Unfortunately, Liu Bei's power had already been established at that time, and players could only harass him at most.
What’s even more sad is that there are many players with severely limited attributes who are engaged in production under their hands to seek stability.
From this point of view, Li Ling has been holding on to the bad guy, and even plans to get rid of the second and third brothers...
Chapter completed!