Chapter 47 Dispute

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"Qi Canjun has worked hard, get up." Fang Zilan said, taking a few steps forward and walking in front of Qi Yuming, and said calmly: "The enemy has retreated, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Enemies?" Qi Yuming's face showed obvious disbelief. "There are wolf corpses everywhere here. Could it be that the enemies Mr. Fang mentioned were wolves? I have been guarding the northern border for many years, and I have never seen anyone regard a pack of wolves as a formidable enemy. Are the arrow shooters taking our army's cloud-piercing arrows as a joke?"

Qi Yuming spoke every word with an expression of calmness and dignity that was as good as any high-ranking person Fang Zilan had ever seen. She couldn't help but look at Qi Yuming one more time, "Qi Canjun, don't you believe what I said?"

Qi Yuming was neither humble nor overbearing, and replied lightly, "I only believe the facts that I see with my own eyes."

"What a fact." Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "Qi Canjun has been in the north for many years, but has he ever heard of barbarians taming wolves?"

"It's not surprising that both the Rong and Di tribes of the twelve tribes in the desert of northern Xinjiang have the custom of taming wolves." Qi Yuming answered quickly, and then realized what Fang Zilan meant, "Master Fang, do you mean that these wolves have owners? "

"Not only is there a master, but he is also a master with a good background." Fang Zilan smiled and looked a little more serious, "I once heard that the twelve tribes of the northern Xinjiang desert invaded, and they used a pack of wolves to clear the way. This cannot be done. Look down on.”

Qi Yuming frowned slightly, "But as you said, Mr. Fang, this is all an old matter from the previous dynasty."

Fang Zilan looked at him with a more probing expression, "If it resurfaces, it is not impossible. Our northern camp in Yanzhou is for the peace of the border, and we cannot let go of anyone who tries to destroy this peace, or who is Wolf."

"Your Majesty, you have learned a lesson." Qi Yuming cupped his fists and saluted, and then made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Zilan didn't say anything more, got on his horse and left, followed by several deputy generals who joined the army and returned to the northern camp.

On the way, Zi Lan was confused. With Qi Yuming's talent, he must be very thoughtful. She didn't need to say anything to realize that there was something complicated behind the wolves.

Is Qi Yuming deliberately saying that he is calm or does he really not take it seriously?

If it's the former, he must be hiding something; if it's the latter, he's just a short-sighted person who excludes dissidents. But a voice in her heart told her that neither the wolves nor Qi Yuming were simple behind the scenes.

Now she, Fang Zilan, has only been in the northern border for a few days, but she has no peace both inside and outside.

A group of orioles from the Shangguan family in the mansion have not returned home yet, and the engagement of the two daughters has not yet been finalized. The barbarians outside the country are restless and have hidden evil intentions. It is a difficult matter for both sides.

But the top priority was not the two sides. She suppressed the discomfort in her body and felt a cold sweat running down her back. What the masked woman sprinkled was not an anthelmintic powder at all. She was poisoned.

Fang Zilan originally thought that due to the overbearing poison in her body, ordinary poisons would not be able to do anything to her, but unexpectedly, this poison seemed to conflict with the poison in her body, making her feel her blood boiling and her whole body in excruciating pain.

At this time, she didn't know the depth and didn't dare to forcefully take the medicine, so she could only force herself back to the camp as if nothing had happened.

In the main tent of the northern camp, Fang Zilan listened to several deputy generals who had joined the army express their opinions, arguing endlessly about the wolves outside Sanyuan Village, but the discussion could not come to a result.

Fang Zilan clenched her teeth and held herself up, feeling dizzy and couldn't help but slap the table with her long sword to silence everyone.

She cleared her throat and said, "It's not an option for you guys to keep arguing like this. The wolves were discovered by the children of the Shangguan family. You might as well listen to what those children had to say."

After Fang Zilan finished speaking, he asked Vice General Cao to bring Shangguan Min and the other three people to the main tent. All three teenagers were injured, and the most seriously injured one was carried into the main tent and placed in front of Fang Zilan.

Fang Zilan stood up and walked to the three of them, looking at the boy who was placed on the ground. He was the one who just said that he heard the sound of the bone whistle.

"What's your name?" Fang Zilan said indifferently. The young man raised his head timidly and said in a clear and clear voice, "Shangguan Fei."

"Shangguan Fei." Fang Zilan repeated Shangguan Fei's name, then turned her eyes to his leg, "How is your leg injured?"

Hearing Fang Zilan ask about Shangguan Fei's injury, Shangguan Min took a step forward and said, "Master Fang, A Fei's injury..."

"It's okay." Shangguan Fei interrupted Shangguan Min.

Seeing this, Fang Zilan couldn't help but shook her head, "How old are you this year?"

"Fourteen." Shangguan Fei answered simply, but the look on his face was blank. He didn't know what Fang Zilan meant by suddenly asking age.

"You are only fourteen, you still have decades to live, and you will have to live with a wheelchair in the future. Doesn't that matter?" Fang Zilan's voice was cold, but there was a trace of unbearable. Shangguan Wei did not expect her to be so outspoken, and was stunned for a moment. In place.

Shangguan Min stood aside and lowered his head secretly, saying in a voice as loud as a mosquito, "The military doctor just told Aqi."

After a while, everyone heard Shangguan Fei's voice, "Even if my legs are inconvenient and I can't stand up again in this life, it still doesn't matter."

He clenched his fists and straightened his body, "A young man who aims at a thousand miles, how can he be trapped by just one pair of legs?" After saying this, his brows relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Well said!" Vice General Cao said, reaching out and patting Shangguan Fei on the shoulder, "I, a man from Beijing, must be ambitious!"

"Everyone can say nice things." Fang Zilan looked indifferent and unmoved, like a bucket of cold water being poured on her head. Everyone was shocked and focused their attention on her.

"Even if you have ambition, not being able to stand up means difficulty. Things that ordinary people have at their fingertips may not be possible even if you spend ten years working on them. Just take care of yourself."

Everyone was immediately silent. Only a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the peace in the camp. "Master Fang, we have had enough gossip, why don't we talk about business?"

It was Qi Yuming. He looked at the people in the center of the tent coldly, with a rather mocking look.

Fang Zilan was not annoyed and said calmly: "Qi Canjun's words are reasonable. Let the three of you tell me how you met those wolves?"

"We are a team of ten people who were ordered to kill wolves outside Sanyuan Village. Shortly after arriving outside Sanyuan Village this morning, we encountered a pack of wolves. At first, there were not so many of them until..." The person who spoke was Shangguan Min.

He hesitated for a moment and continued, "Until someone was killed by a wolf, the number of wolves increased sharply. At first, I thought it was because the smell of blood was too strong, attracting more wolves, until Aqi told me that he heard the sound of bones. The sound of the whistle made me realize something was wrong, so I used the cloud-piercing arrow to send the message."

"The sound of a bone whistle?" Qi Yuming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Most of the barbarians in the north wear bone whistles. How can you be sure that the bone whistle is a signal to drive away wolves?"