Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"How did you fight? Didn't you see you bring bows and arrows into the mountain." soldiers can't leave the military with weapons in non war. And even if you go out, you must have the approval of your boss. Even they only dare to sneak out occasionally. If they are caught, they will be damned.

Ding Xiaotie shook his head honestly, "it was his wife."

Everyone has a strange expression of "you don't need me". The charming appearance of their wife Baihu, and Wei Baihu's careful care and even some rough work are reluctant to let the waiter look like. It's easier for them to believe that Wei Baihu is actually a woman than to say that his wife can hunt.

Ding Xiaotie said seriously, "really, madam is just..." speaking of madam's ability, Ding Xiaotie danced happily. Everyone looked at each other. The child... Didn't go into the mountain and run into evil? But... Let's ignore these now

"Hey, Xiao Tie, this thing is to be baked. You won't be full if you hold it in your arms." Peng Xin rubbed his hands and smiled.

Ding Xiaotie blinked and heard Peng Xindao: "how about I bake the general flag for you? My craft is well-known."

Ding Xiaotie looked at him and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he reluctantly handed over the things in his hand. Looking at him like this, Peng Xin couldn't help patting him on the forehead and said angrily: "smelly boy, are you so reluctant? Invite the people in your room to eat, and they will take care of you in the future."

In fact, although the people in the army are mischievous, it's not enough to bully a child as young as Ding Xiaotie. However, the cannibal mouth is soft. Now Ding Xiaotie is transferred by Wei Baihu to be a servant. I don't know how many people are jealous and jealous. It's always better to have a good relationship with the people in your room.

Ding Xiaotie kept silent and knew that Peng Xin was for his good. In fact, he didn't want to eat alone, but it was given to him by Wei Baihu and his wife, which he was reluctant to give up.

So a group of people happily found a place to roast game. During this period, many people came to smell it, and then there was another group fight. From the beginning, no one believed that these things were really called by Nangong mo.

In the room, Nangong Mo put down half of his book, got up and walked to Wei Junmo, who was sitting at the other table. He said curiously, "what are you doing?"

Wei Junmo stretched out his hand and Nangong Mo fell into his arms. Nangong Mo didn't struggle. He sat on his lap calmly and looked down at the things he was sitting on. "What's this?" there were some papers with strange graphics on the table in front of Wei Junmo. Nangong Mo picked it up and looked at it for a while before he realized that it seemed to be the drawings of some weapons. There are bows and arrows, long guns and so on.

"Don't you use a sword? Why are you interested in these?"

Wei Junmo shook his head and said, "I'm studying the bows and arrows of the Beiyuan people." the riding and shooting skills of the Beiyuan people are not as good as in the summer. Even if they were driven out of the Central Plains 20 years ago, most of the reason is that they gradually degenerated after entering the Central Plains. If it comes to individual soldiers, nine times out of ten a Xia soldier has no chance of winning against the previous Northern Yuan cavalry.

Nangong Mo picked his eyebrow, "have you got the results?"

Wei Junmo shook his head. If it was so easy, it wouldn't be up to him. He thought it had been solved as usual.

Nangong Mo didn't know much about cold weapons than Wei Junmo, but said, "you don't have to worry too much. The strength of Beiyuan people is stronger than that of Central Plains people, and it's strange that they grew up on horses when they were young. It's strange that they can't ride and shoot well." although it is said that they want to do good work, avoid danger and use their weapons, everyone uses cold weapons, and the bows and arrows of summer haven't lagged behind there. This is purely the reason for people's physical quality. Da Xia may not be able to be a strong bow of Beiyuan people. The question is... How many can be opened?

Wei Junmo tilted his head and thought seriously for a moment. Finally he nodded and said, "you're right. I think it's wrong." of course, the improvement of weapons should continue, but don't worry. Just take your time. Another thing is more important, "I know what to do."

Nangong Mo suddenly felt his eyelids jump, "what do you think of?"

Young master Wei said calmly, "don't you say that our Xia people can't compare with Beiyuan people? Just practice more."

Nangong Mo bowed his head. She definitely didn't remind him!

After thinking about it, he couldn't help reminding, "take it easy and don't make things happen."

Childe Wei said gently, "you can only survive on the battlefield if you practice more at ordinary times. I'm good for them."

The soldiers under Wei Baihu don't know why. The newly appointed Baihu adult is like beating chicken blood, practicing them in different ways every day. In non war situations, it is usually enough to practice for one hour a day, but they have to practice for nearly two hours a day, and they can't slack off in their own work. It makes a group of people miserable, but the resistance is ineffective... So many of them can't beat others alone.

Other people in the guard station shook their heads with disapproval. They only thought that the mysterious young master was the third fire of the new official. Therefore, people struggle on the edge of pain every day.

Of course, it's none of Nangong Mo's business. It's bad for these people. Nangong Mo doesn't often go to the ground and the martial arts arena. Just take Ding Xiaotie to collect herbs in the mountains from time to time or stay at home to sort out herbs.

Ding Xiaotie squatted on the ground and turned over the herbs that were about to dry. While carrying the herbal knowledge Nangong Mo gave him, he looked up from time to time to see Nangong Mo sitting on the side dispensing. Nangong Mo didn't lift his head either. He said faintly, "if you have anything to say." Ding Xiaotie quickly lowered his head, hesitated and raised his head again. "Wei Baihu is so strict these days... They seem to be very tired when I go back every day."

"Tired and used to it." Nangong Mo glanced at him and said, "or do you want to go with them?"

Ding Xiaotie shrunk his head and dared not speak. Nangong Mo said, "after drying the medicine, go and run ten laps around the school yard, and then come back and take a horse step."

Ding Xiaotie is in no mood to sympathize with others. Now he just wants to sympathize with himself. Since waiting with his wife, in fact, he doesn't have much to do at ordinary times. It's just doing some chores. It's much easier than others. But every day his wife asked him to run circles and stake around the school yard. In the first few days, he was more weak than other people trained by weibaihu every day. I've been used to it for more than ten days. Unexpectedly, my wife began to overweight again. Yesterday it was five laps, today it's ten laps

"Don't go quickly. You can't run on the road. What else do you want to do on the battlefield?" Nangong Mo said.

"Oh." Ding Xiaotie hung his head and ran in circles.

Looking at the boy running away, Nangong Mo smiled faintly on his lips and bowed his head to continue pounding the things in his hand. It was not until a burst of footsteps came that he looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties really frowning at himself. Nangong Mo raised her eyebrows. She had never seen this man and didn't look like a soldier in the army.