Arriving at the military tent, Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry all the way.
In fact, it was just Xiao Yi. The border troops no longer hated him. After all, it was just a misunderstanding. If you want to blame it, you have to blame Zhang Chengxiao. It was not Xiao Yi who was deceived into saying he wanted to rebel.
Originally, if it was just about rebellion, Xiao Yi might not be able to immediately run out of the military camp and go back to report the news.
Mainly because Zhang Chengxiao, this little cutie, said that the border troops colluded with King Wu to rebel.
So this matter is very unclear.
From a general point of view, Xiao Yi felt that something was going to happen at the border, so he ran back to warn the court, but he couldn't find any fault with it.
But from the perspective of Pao Ze's feelings, Xiao Yi didn't believe his comrades, which was tantamount to being betrayed by everyone. If everyone still wanted to rebel, the frontier army would definitely feel uncomfortable.
From a personal emotional point of view, after the uninformed Xiao Yi returned, he not only reported it to the border army, but also made a decision that went against his ancestors and reported it to his father.
After Chu Qing was brought back to Xiao Yi, everyone was no longer angry. As for the men from the border army, the past was over.
In the end, Xiao Yi failed to trick his father, but was tricked by his father instead.
A letter came from Beijing two days ago, written by King Wu, addressed to Ma Rujing, telling Ma Rujing that Xiao Yi was his son and that he should take good care of him.
Don't write a letter. It's okay. Just write a letter. Xiao Yi's identity has been exposed.
Ma Rujing had guarded Nanguan before and knew that King Wu had great ambitions. Now when he saw King Wu's son mingling with the border troops, the news spread.
This also leads to the fact that everyone who sees Xiao Yi now has to spit twice. It really is not because of Xiao Yi. After all, this guy has made a lot of achievements over the years. Before he became the second and fifth son, he had a very high prestige in the border army. Damn it, mainly because of King Wu.
Sitting at the head of the military tent, Chu Qing glanced at the cheerful Xiao Yi, thinking that if it were him, he would have left long ago, and he would be a bastard of the frontier army. Anyone who looked at him or called him a traitor would not be enough to stop him. Heartfelt.
Turning to look at Fu San, Chu Qing said: "Xiao Yi is such a big-hearted guy. He sneers at everyone he sees, and he can still have fun like he's nothing."
"King Wu is also harmful to others. After writing the letter, everyone knows that this boy is the son of King Wu, and they hate him even more."
Xiao Yi, who was originally cheerful, heard the two nagging the King of Wu and waved his arms: "My father and I are irreconcilable!"
Tian Hailong: "..."
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Look, it's called emotional intelligence. If nothing else, A Yi's emotional intelligence is definitely enough."
"Master, you always talk about emotional intelligence. What exactly does emotional intelligence mean?"
"How should I put it? It's about emotions, personality, and how to behave. Mr. Qiu has a very high emotional intelligence."
Fu Sanyi only half-understood: "No one can be offended. Once offended, will he be punished to death?"
"That's not really true. I mean, what I say is very clever. For the same thing, especially when encountering something very embarrassing, different people will behave differently. Some people behave stupidly, and some people can do it. Resolve the embarrassment.”
Fu San, who is sensitive and eager to learn, suddenly realized: "I understand!"
Tian Hailong and Xiao Yi looked at each other, not quite understanding.
But Xiao Yi was very happy. Although he didn't understand what emotional intelligence meant, he felt that Chu Qing should be praising himself.
Only Nangong Ping looked thoughtful.
He felt that his uncle had a very high emotional intelligence, but this old guy did one thing to his face and another behind his back.
"Let's use an analogy."
Chu Qing was also idle and bored. There was no point in waiting, so he just chatted to relieve his boredom: "Everyone thinks about something embarrassing. High EQ and low EQ will react differently."
Looking at Tian Hailong, Chu Qing asked: "What is the most embarrassing and unspeakable thing that you have encountered in your life?"
Conch thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "A few years ago when I was on a tour of the camp, I was so hungry that I got into trouble. I pulled my trouser legs while walking."
"How come I don't feel like you are having trouble talking about it at all?"
Rolling his eyes, Chu Qing explained: "For this kind of thing, low EQ and high EQ have different reactions. You understand."
Looking at Conch again, Chu Qing asked: "How will you react when everyone finds out that you pooped your pants?"
"What's the reaction?" Tian Hailong scratched his forehead: "I just said that I had a bad stomach and pooped my pants."
"That's why you have low emotional intelligence." Chu Qing looked at Xiao Yi again: "It's you, what will you do, avoid embarrassment, avoid shame, why don't you make everyone laugh, what should you say?"
Xiao Yi thought hard for a moment and asked uncertainly: "Who the hell pulled my pants?"
Chu Qing: "..."
Xiao Yi asked uncertainly: "So, are you smart or not?"
"This is no longer about your emotional intelligence. It's purely an insult to other people's IQ."
Tian Hailong looked at Fu San and said jokingly: "Third brother, it's you, what should you say?"
"Ha." Fu San hugged his arms and sneered, "I have never done anything embarrassing in my life."
"It has to be the third brother." Chu Qing gave a thumbs up: "See, this is the real high emotional intelligence."
This time, everyone understood.
A few people were chatting happily and passing the time, but there was a hint of sadness between everyone's eyebrows.
No one knows whether Sun Shangwen will come back, let alone whether Liang Thief will fall into the trap. In addition, there is also a detective who followed Sun Shangwen.
All that can be done now is to wait, and the answer will not be known until a day, a night, or twelve hours later.
Chu Qing has always been like this. When he is helpless, he doesn't like to think about things like other people, and he won't sigh and pace around the room. He will just brag, talk about mountains, and talk about things. Useless, trying to distract yourself and distract others.
After nightfall, Pi Pidi led his troops to deliver meals.
After everyone took a few random bites, Niu Ren, the leader of Camp Guo Yi, arrived.
They were all acquaintances and there were not so many polite words. Niu Ren nodded at Chu Qing after coming in.
"The arrangements have been made. The men will lie in ambush at the foot of the mountain. As for the other side outside the pass, Zhang Chengxiao will lead the cavalry to block it at sunrise tomorrow. As long as the Liang bandits dare to appear, they will not be able to escape."
After sitting down, Niu Ren, who knew that Liang Zei wanted Sun Shangwen to lead the way in person, gave a bitter smile: "Everything is ready, brothers are also ready, but we are afraid that in the end, the old dog surnamed Sun will be sold to us again."
Chu Qing couldn't make Niu Ren feel relieved, which was also what he was worried about.
In fact, it was just a gamble. To be fair, even if the Liang Thieves were not attracted, it would still be a gain if they could catch a few of them. I was afraid that the Liang Thieves might not come and Sun Shangwen would be let go.
If this happens, it is estimated that these major camp leaders, generals and lieutenants will have to scold their mothers for half a year.
Many times, the internal ghost is more hateful than the external enemy, so in this situation, the internal ghost is used to lure the external enemy. The most feared thing is that the internal ghost has escaped without the external enemy coming.
"Wait." Chu Qing stepped forward and poured a glass of water for Niu Ren: "Let's all rest early and recharge our batteries tomorrow. Whether we can avenge the three hundred Changmin people will depend on tomorrow night. ”
