When Yang Wenguang was leading people to clear the snow, Kou Ji put on the shabby chain mail that Zhao Zhen gave him, and stood in the cold wind.
The metal chain mail was cold in the cold wind and heavy snow, but Kou Ji had to wear it and stand in the cold wind.
The new supervising army has arrived. He first arrived in Cao Wei's army. Cao Wei sent someone to Kou Ji and sent a letter to him, telling him that the new supervising army would come to him later and let him make proper arrangements.
Kou Ji felt that Cao Wei sent him a letter specifically to let him entertain the newly appointed supervising army, which is basically to let him give the newly appointed supervising army a prestige, so as to restrain him in the future.
So Kou Ji put on the chain mail worn by the former emperor, and prepared to give the new supervising army a stab at it.
Although his official position is not as big as the new supervising army, he has the emperor's chain mail body. No matter who the new supervising army is, he is helpless.
He can act unscrupulously on the new supervising army, but the new supervising army cannot beat him, punish him, or bite him.
however.
Kou Ji hadn't waited for the new supervising army, but waited for two people who shouldn't be in Zhending Mansion.
"Four brother, your armor is good, can you lend me to wear it for two days?"
In Kou Ji's stunned gaze, two people in sheepskin jackets and capes, like bear cubs, walked out of the barracks behind him.
When one of them saw Kou Ji standing in the cold wind, he shouted.
Kou Ji stared at him in a daze, and said in a daze, "Liu Heng and Cao Yu? Why are you two here? Are you still in the army?"
Liu Heng thrust his hands into his cuffs and grinned: "Of course I came with you."
Kou Ji was taken aback, his face darkened, and he yelled: "Naughty!"
Liu Heng sniffed and said with a smile: "I didn't make a fool of myself, it was Cao Tong. This time I was fighting against Liao, and there was not so much money in the national treasury to support him, so I transferred a part of it from the closed pile library. To be in charge of the Fengzhuang library, naturally I have to go north with the army and stare at you, lest you spend too much money in the Fengzhuang library. When I look back at the end of the year, the imperial court will be blamed.
Cao Yu is different. He specifically left the Criminal Ministry's affairs and came here specifically with me.
In order not to let you find out, he also suggested that we hide in the army. "
Kou Ji glared, and reprimanded: "You two are purely nonsense. This is a war, not an outing. If you accidentally lose your life, you will have to throw it here. Go back and pack your things and go back quickly."
Cao Yu laughed in a low voice from the side: "We were afraid that you would find us halfway, so we have been hiding in the army without showing up. Now that you are in Zhending Mansion, if you want to drive us back, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."
Liu Heng smiled and said: "We two didn't send off Brother Fourth in Bianjing. Brother Four frequently looked back and watched along the way. I'm afraid we didn't blame our brothers less, right?"
Kou Ji said in surprise: "Are you in the food team behind me?"
Liu Heng nodded and said, "It's nestled in the second grain truck behind you."
Liu Heng and Cao Tong glanced at each other and smiled triumphantly: "The two of us can see you clearly, but you can't see us."
Kou Ji said with a black face: "I'll just say, when I left Bianjing, I didn't see the shadow of the two of you, I used to follow me."
Liu Heng and Cao Tong smiled triumphantly when they heard this.
Kou Ji cursed with a dark face: "Laugh a fart, and pack up your things when you turn around, and send you two back."
The two laughed, but they didn't speak.
The three stood in the cold wind for a long time.
A line of iron horses rolled in from a distance supporting the ceremonial guard.
"The Supervisor has arrived?"
Kou Ji sorted out the chain mail on his body and waited for the prison army to arrive in the cold wind.
After a stick of incense.
The iron cavalry appeared in front of Kou Ji.
Kou Ji was stunned when he saw the face of the prison army during the many escorted ceremonies.
"Chen Lin?"
Among the bearded guards of honor, Chen Lin's dead face was particularly conspicuous.
Chen Lin looked at Kou Ji and said lightly: "Isn't that the old man..."
Looking at the chain mail on Kou Ji, Chen Lin hummed: "Wearing the emperor's chain mail to greet the old man, do you intend to give the old man a chance?"
Kou Ji patted the chain mail on her body and said with a smile: "It's cold, wear one more to protect against the cold wind."
Chen Lin rolled his eyes, and he didn't believe Kou Ji's nonsense.
He waved his hand to the guard of honor beside him, and said faintly: "Here you are, let's go away."
Under Chen Lin's order, the honor guard entered the army camp first.
Chen Lin jumped off her horse and stepped in front of Kou Ji.
Kou Ji looked at Chen Lin's majestic official uniform, and couldn't help but admire: "You look majestic in this suit."
Chen Lin shook the imperial dress on her body, snorted, did not speak.
Kou Ji smiled and said, "Didn't the palace forbid you to serve as a prison guard? Why did you send you out again and also gave you the costumes of the imperial court?"
Chen Lin raised her eyebrows and hummed: "The old man doesn't want to come, but no one wants to come in the civil and military dynasties. The officials are thinking of you, thinking of you, and asking the old man every day, why don't you see you writing to him. The old man can only walk to the northwest and stare at you to write to the official."
Kou Ji said unexpectedly: "The supervising army is a good job. Follow the army to take credit, and no one wants to come?"
Chen Lin curled her lips and said, "It's not that they don't want credit, but credit doesn't matter their lives."
Kou Ji raised his eyebrows.
Chen Lin hummed: "You killed Lint. They don't want to become the second Lint."
Kou Ji evaded: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't do anything to Lint."
Chen Lin said disdainfully: "You know whether you have done it or not."
Kou Ji rolled his eyes and said, "How can you defile someone's innocence out of thin air."
Chen Lin looked at Kou Ji up and down, took a sip, and said, "Just you? Innocent? I'm pooh!"
Kou Ji was annoyed, "Chen Lin, I gave you a face, right?"
Chen Lin snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "You don't have to give the old man a face, just do whatever you want. When the time came, the queen mother, concubine Li, and the imperial teacher were afraid that the old man would suffer like Lint. The old man invited a protective body from Taizong's relic."
While talking, Chen Lin pulled the clothes around her waist, revealing a short sword.
The corners of Kou Ji's mouth twitched, and he said in embarrassment, "Is this to prevent me?"
Kou Ji helplessly said again: "But I didn't do anything."
Chen Lin stared at Kou Ji and said coldly: "That's because the court did not find evidence. The imperial doctor examined Lint's body and said that Lint died of illness. If not, can you stay here?"
Kou Ji opened his hands and said, "That means that Lint's death has nothing to do with me."
Chen Lin stared at Kou Ji and said coldly: "But the old man always thinks this matter is related to you."
Kou Ji rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "If it feels useful, you need to do what the law does."
Chen Lin gritted her teeth and glared at Kou Ji, "The old man can't fight you. The old man just reminds you, don't be malicious to the old man, or the old man is rude to you."
Kou Ji glanced at him, "You are obviously an eunuch. You don't call yourself our family, but you call yourself an old man. It sounds weird."
Chen Lin's old face was dark, and she said in a surreptitious manner: "The old man is no longer an eunuch when he becomes a supervising army."
Kou Ji glanced at Chen Lin's crotch, and whispered: "As the supervising army, that thing can grow out."
Chen Lin furiously shouted: "Kou Ji, you are too presumptuous."
Kou Ji closed his mouth and stopped teasing Chen Lin.
Chen Lin caught fire for a while, dragged Kou Ji and walked to the camp.
This old man has skill in his hands, and dragging Kou Ji is like dragging a little chicken.
Kou Ji flopped with his hands and feet, shouting: "What are you doing? Is it because I said a few words about you, you are going to murder me?"
Chen Lin ignored him, dragged Kou Ji into the barracks, looked around, found Kou Ji's camp, and dragged Kou Ji into his camp.
He looked around, then looked contemptuous.
"As a supervising army, the battalion account doesn't even have a pen or ink. You are really competent as a supervising army..."
Kou Ji was caught by Chen Lin and asked: "What do you want to do?"
Chen Lin scolded with a dark face: "The imperial court appointed you to serve as the guard of the army so that you can report the situation in the army to the imperial court from time to time. How many days have passed since you left Bianjing? Never been."
Kou Ji blinked his eyes and said earnestly: "It's freezing and there is nothing important. It is too torturous to let the soldiers in the army run blindly in the wind and snow."
Chen Lin yelled: "The court sent you here, not to let you have mercy on the soldiers. You will be reported every day for future movements in the army, otherwise don't blame the old man for being rude to you."
After reprimanding Kou Ji, Chen Lin ordered the people to take the pen and ink, burn the frozen pen tip with hot water, and melt the graphite with hot water, and personally help Kou Ji to study the ink.
After grinding the ink, he put the pen into Kou Ji's hand and shouted, "Hurry up and write!"
Kou Ji held a pen, stared at Chen Lin, and asked, "What do you write?"
Chen Lin roared: "Write down the interesting things you encountered with the army for many days. The old man will send Kuima back to the palace for the official to see. The official has been waiting for your letter for many days."
Kou Jigan laughed and said in a low voice: "Linte rolled into the ditch, is that fun?"
Chen Lin's face was dark and did not speak.
If Kou Ji regards Lint's fall into the ditch as fun and writes a memorial and sends it to the palace, he might be sprayed to death by the court officials.
But he was writing a private letter to Zhao Zhen, so he didn't care much about it.
Seeing that Chen Lin did not speak, Kou Ji knew that Lint fell into the ditch to write about it, so he polished up the matter of Lint fell into the ditch, wrote a short story, and threw it to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin got Kou Ji's letter, didn't even look at it, stuffed it into the envelope, sealed it with lacquer, summoned someone Kou Ji had never seen before, and handed it to him.
Kou Ji looked at the man and asked in a low voice, "I have never seen this man or this dress. People from Dongmen Drugstore?"
Chen Lin glared at Kou Ji and shouted, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."
Kou Ji raised his eyebrows and said: "With my grade, it's okay to know this, right?"
Chen Lin said with a black face: "It's really nothing to know these things based on your grade. But there are some things, knowing too much, it's not good for you."
Kou Ji murmured, "Then I just leave it alone."
Chen Lin took another piece of paper in front of Kou Ji and said, "Continue to write!"
Kou Ji stared at Chen Lin in amazement, and said, "What do you want to write this time?"
Chen Lin glared at Kou Ji, gritted her teeth and said: "What you want from the public... You know exactly what you want to write."
Kou Ji suddenly realized when he heard the words.
He lifted the pen, pondered for a while, holding the paper in one hand and the pen in the other hand, hurriedly wrote a text message, quickly stuffed it into the envelope, and sealed it with flame paint.
When Kou Ji wrote this letter, he was like a thief.
Chen Lin looked at Kou Ji's head and brain, and said disdainfully: "Not promising..."
Kou Ji glared at him and said, "I want you to control?!"
After Kou Ji sealed the letter, Chen Lin took another piece of paper and threw it in front of him.
Kou Ji scratched his head, "Who is it this time?"
"Your grandfather!"
"..."
"Who is it this time?"
"Inner Court!"
"The inner court is in charge of my grandfather. I just need to write to my grandfather. Why do I need to write to the inner court?"
"There is a difference."
"..."
"Where is it this time?"
"Chu Palace!"
"How can he follow along with it."
"Ok?"
"I mean, I'm not relatives to King Chu, why did he ask me to write a letter?"
"The king of Chu didn't let you write a letter. It was just that the old man ran into the king of Chu when he left Beijing, and the king of Chu told the old man to take care of you, saying that you are a rare talent.
As a courtier, you have to write a letter to King Chu, thanking King Chu for his grace. "
"Ok… "
"..."
"Who is it this time?"
"Cao Yu Department..."
"For what?"
"His son ran away with you, don't you need to write to someone to explain one or two?"
"..."
Under the supervision of Chen Lin, Kou Ji wrote eighteen letters in a row before he stopped slowly.
After handing the last letter to Taijun Zhe to Chen Lin, he asked bitterly, "Is it gone?"
Chen Lin nodded and said: "Nothing..."
After a pause, Chen Lin said, "I didn't see that you guys are so popular. Once you leave Beijing, so many people are thinking of you."
Kou Ji shook his head dumbly.
Chen Lin stared at him earnestly and said: "Don't be troublesome, people are thinking about you, it's a friendship."
Kou Ji nodded and said, "I know..."
Chen Lin nodded and said: "Every three days in the future, you have to write a letter to the official family. Every six days, you have to write a letter to the court. As for the letter from Xiangfu, you should count the days."
Kou Ji stared at Chen Lin faintly, and sighed: "You, the supervising army, are not here to monitor Cao Wei, are you here to monitor me?"
Chen Lin rolled her eyes and said, "What can Cao Wei do to monitor? As a martial artist, it is his duty to lead soldiers in battle. If he loses, the old man will press him back to Beijing, or pick him off. He took his head back to the capital and gave it to the official.
If he wins, the old man can share the credit with him.
The rest, what does the old man care about
He is not as popular as you, and he has been worried about him before he left Bianjing.
All of them are still people whom the old man can't refuse. "