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Chapter 34.2

“The General too strict in teaching.” Zong Zeqing felt sorry for himself again.

On the day General Long trained Miss An how to get out from the hunt on the street, he was merely a spectator standing on the side cracking melon seeds. But suddenly, Miss An, who was about to be discovered, ran to him, took his arm, and said, “Kind gentleman, I’m being chased by thieves. I beg this gentleman to save my life.”

Zong Zeqing was shocked. Big Long gave him a lecture before he could cough up the melon seeds.

Zong Zeqing felt wronged. He did not mean to dress up as a gentleman and make trouble, ah! Obviously, Miss An was the cunning one. In this case, she was wise to ask for help, but unfortunately, General Long was not satisfied.

Jiang Song ignored Zong Zeqing. What Xie Gang said was the main point. General Long was busy with military affairs. He commanded so many soldiers and generals that it was not enough for them to line up from the south city gate to the north. 

How can General Long personally teach her, ah? 

According to logic, she was just a young female spy. The spies that Xie Gang trained were the gifted ones.

“Why is Steward An so slow?” Jiang Song was anxious. Wouldn’t there be no show if the General finished practicing and returned to his room?

They looked at each other and tiptoed a little, climbing up the wall.

As soon as they got up there, they saw An Ruochen coming with a tray.

After watching for a while, Zong Zeqing asked quietly, “Is the General getting more intense in his practice?”

Jiang Song glared at him. What do you mean? Are you afraid that the General does not know they are peeking at them?

After a while, Zong Zeqing couldn’t resist again: “Miss An didn’t even give the General one glance.” He felt like applauding Miss An. Is it normal to feel relieved in his heart?

Jiang Song not only wanted to glare at him this time but also wanted to kick him off the wall.

Big Long suddenly stopped moving. Jiang Song and Zong Zeqing tacitly shrank their heads, only to find that Xie Gang had disappeared somewhere.

Big Long walked towards An Ruochen. Only when he stood in front of her did An Ruochen come back to her senses, quickly straightened her back and stood straight.

“What’s the matter?” Big Long asked.

Jiang Song and Zong Zeqing continued to eavesdrop, emerging their heads above the wall to watch them. Once they heard the General ask such a question, they scratched their heads. To send you sweet soup, ah! It was so obvious, ah!

“General, I have something important to report.” An Ruochen replied, looked at the sweet soup in her hand, and hurriedly added: “Also, I am sending sweet soup to the General.”

“You sent it here after it’s cool?” Big Long asked.

Jiang Song’s forehead pressed against the wall. He did not have the heart to watch it. 

Zong Zeqing felt it was unintentional when the General used him to test Miss An and made everyone awkward. His brain didn’t have anything other than fighting.

“I thought the General was busy, so I waited.” An Ruochen looked earnest and innocent. “You should try it first. If you don’t like it, I’ll get another bowl. There’s still one more pot in the kitchen that’s warm.”

This time Zong Zeqing glared at Jiang Song. I told you that the pot makes us exposed easily.

Big Long took the tray with one hand and led An Ruochen to the room. 

This cold November weather was nothing for him, but not for a girl. He knew An Ruochen had come and he waited for her to call him, but she stood there for a long time, looking distracted.

“Go to the training grounds to run twenty laps. I will not punish all of you.” Big Long said as he walked.

An Ruochen froze. 

Is it her? Does she have to run twenty laps if the sweet soup is cold? 

Why is there an “all of you” added? Should she take the cooks to run together?

The two of them shrank back in a whoosh on the wall. Big Long glanced at the wall and then waited for An Ruochen, only to find her dumb and frightened face. 

Big Long laughed, and the previous irritation vanished. Her dumb and frightened look was hilarious.

The General smiled. An Ruochen was even more dumbfounded.

Big Long retracted his laugh, cleared his throat, and said, “Not you. It’s those two at the wall.”

Jiang Song and Zong Zeqing leaned against the wall and looked at each other. Where did that guy Xie Gang go? The General only punished the two of them!

An Ruochen looked at the wall but did not see anyone. But that does not matter. Who was being punished was unimportant. 

“General, I have something important to report.”

“Hmm.” Big Long answered and led her into the room.

Xie Gang suddenly appeared again.

Jiang Song and Zong Zeqing glared at him. “Where did you go?”

“Up on the tree.” Xie Gang pointed to the large, leafy tree by the wall. The wall was too conspicuous, and the two attracted the General’s attention, so he was more secure hiding on the other side. 

“You guys go to the training grounds, or the General will punish you for not running. I’ll drink the sweet soup first. I’ll leave some for you guys.”

“You damn spy!” Jiang Song and Zong Zeqing spoke in unison and pounced on Xie Gang to beat him up.

The atmosphere in the Big Long room was not as lively as this side of the wall. 

An Ruochen took a few nervous breaths and told Big Long carefully what happened in the clothes store today. As she spoke, her mood became excited, and she finally said, “General Long, since Zhao Jiahua is initiating this, they must be planning something. I should give some reaction along the way so that they think I’m falling for it.”

Big Long asked calmly, “What do you think their plan is?”