Chapter 301

"The Yue Army?" Yue Fuguang was genuinely surprised by this title.

Although in ancient times, an army, unless directly under the emperor, would always more or less bear the surname or mark of its commander.

But she hadn't expected that less than an hour after selecting her five thousand men, the title of the Yue Army would already be established.

Seeing that they had arrived at the dining hall, Wei Shouyi invited everyone to sit in a private room, then took a wooden box from a guard.

He opened the wooden box and took out a piece of date-red silk.

As he unfolded it, he said, "Junior Preceptor, you heard correctly, it is the Yue Army. What I hold in my hand is the flag of the Yue Army.

It was made a long time ago, just waiting to be shown to you when you came to select your men today."

He unfurled the flag of the purported Yue Army. "Please take a look, is there anything that needs to be modified?"

The pattern on it was designed by a grandmaster in the field of calligraphy and painting, whom they had put a lot of effort into finding.

Originally, it would have cost a large sum of money, but when Master Mo heard that he was designing a military flag for the Junior Preceptor, he refused to take a single penny and instructed him to make sure the Junior Preceptor saw it first.

He could modify it at any time according to the Junior Preceptor's requests.

It was the first time Wei Shouyi had seen Master Mo Pingsheng, known for being arrogant, supercilious, and difficult to get along with, be so accommodating!

Yue Fuguang didn't know about these underlying details; she only focused on the military flag.

The flag that appeared before her eyes was made of top-grade silk, three or four meters long when unfolded. It had a red background, with a bright moon embroidered in silver thread positioned in the upper center.

Surrounding the bright moon were faint auspicious clouds embroidered with gold and silver threads, supporting it. A vigorous and powerful golden character for 'Yue' was deeply embedded within the silvery-white bright moon.

The sunlight shining through the window lattice outside happened to spill onto the flag spread out on the table. The golden and silver lights sparkled, and the red silk combined with the gold and silver colors to form a perfect picture.

Yue Fuguang gently stroked the 'Yue' character embroidered with gold thread, which felt like a relief sculpture. She fell silent for a few breaths before shaking her head and saying, "I think this flag is very good as it is. There's no need to change it."

She then said to Wei Shouyi and the other generals, "You all are very thoughtful!"

Everyone hastily replied that they wouldn't dare claim the credit.

She turned around and looked at the group of young masters who were looking at her with eager anticipation, "Are you guys really going to the Sancha region?

There are no brothels or teahouses and taverns there.

Can you really endure that kind of hardship?"

She smiled and looked at Yu Boming, "My second brother was also exiled there by our family to endure hardship and gain experience. Don't just follow the crowd!"

Yu Boming smiled and replied, "Listen to what you're saying, little sister. Second brother went there voluntarily, it wasn't an exile. Besides, I know about your arrangements there.

It's true that there are no brothels or taverns, but as for enduring hardship, that might not necessarily be the case."

He nudged Lin Huaijing, who was standing beside him the whole time, seemingly intentionally undermining Yue Fuguang, but actually meaning to reveal some information to everyone.

He said, "Huaijing, I haven't told you this, but the Chef Yu in our Junior Preceptor's small kitchen actually has five disciples in total.

She herself and her eldest disciple are in my sister's small kitchen.

The second and third disciples are in the imperial kitchen in the palace, and the fourth disciple is in the main kitchen of our manor.

The fifth disciple took a group of his own disciples and grand-disciples to the Sancha region."

He smiled proudly, "So when it comes to enduring hardship, it's only the training that's tough. As for food, our Junior Preceptor definitely won't mistreat her brothers!"

Cai Bing, a hidden foodie, immediately punched Yu Boming on the shoulder, "Second Son Yu, why didn't you say so earlier!"

If he had said it earlier, he would have already hugged the Junior Preceptor's leg and cried, begging to go!

Every time Yu Boming returned to the military camp from his manor, he would bring a lot of food. Of course, they would also bring some, only more, never less, but none of it was as delicious as the food made by the chef of the Yu Manor.

The fifth disciple in the Sancha region shouldn't be much worse than the fourth disciple in the Yu Manor.

Yue Fuguang also didn't expect that her one sentence would attract her second brother's product placement. Before she could say anything else, the young masters had already bowed again and said, "We are willing to join the Yue Army and go to garrison the Sancha region. We beg the Junior Preceptor to grant our request!"

They said they wanted to join the Yue Army, which was equivalent to boarding her ship. Yue Fuguang saw that the parents were just stroking their beards, smiling, and nodding, without any intention of stopping them.

She paused and said, "Since your minds are made up, then go if you want to. It's just..."

Her gaze turned to Bao Zihui, who was lagging at the back and trying to muddle through. "Baozi, you've been married for less than half a year. Don't join in the fun!"

As someone with a family, you shouldn't play around with a group of single dogs. These people are all guys who only have to feed themselves to feed their whole family.

Being called out by Yue Fuguang, Bao Zihui knew that begging the Junior Preceptor at this time was useless, so he could only cast a hopeful gaze at his father and grandfather.

Little did he know that Bao Qianjun, who had already quietly persuaded Old Master Bao Yuanjun, did indeed step forward under his son's eager gaze.

However, the words he spoke caused Bao Zihui's brain to crash. The smile froze on his face, and his heart shattered into pieces.

Wei Yan patted the dumbfounded Bao Zihui's shoulder somewhat insincerely, sighing that a backstab from one's old father was the most fatal!

But since he had already achieved his wish, he really couldn't empathize with his brother's plight. Hahahahaha!

At this time, Bao Qianjun said, "The Junior Preceptor is right. Bao Zihui is a newlywed, and it is indeed not suitable for him to leave the capital for a long time at this moment.

However, this subordinate is currently idle at home with nothing to do. I wonder if I could follow the army to the Sancha region.

Even if it is just as a lowly foot soldier, this subordinate is willing!"

Afraid that Yue Fuguang wouldn't agree, he continued, "These are my heartfelt words and sincere request. I earnestly beg the Junior Preceptor to grant it!

This subordinate will definitely dedicate myself entirely to the Yue Army! I will not disappoint you, my Lady!"

Yue Fuguang absolutely never expected things to take this turn. The young master couldn't go, so the parent was taking the field instead?

Looking at Bao Zihui, who had been backstabbed by his own father and wore a bitter expression, Yue Fuguang's mouth twitched. Not only did she lack any sympathy in her wicked heart, but she actually began to seriously consider Bao Qianjun's request.

Although these young masters had undergone a massive transformation after a few months of training, it was hard to guarantee they wouldn't cause trouble thousands of miles away without their parents watching over them.

So having a parent go along to keep them in check wasn't a bad idea.

Moreover, Emperor Mingxi hadn't yet closed the net on the Sima family, and Bao Qianjun certainly wouldn't be reinstated to his original post anytime soon. Going to the Sancha region, far away from the Sima family's gaze, was indeed a good choice.

She pondered for a moment, thinking of Bao Qianjun's upright character, and said, "Since Lord Bao values the Yue Army so highly, then this Junior Preceptor will allow it!

It just so happens that the Yue Army is newly established, and we still need your help to keep an eye on things."

Seeing that Yue Fuguang had agreed, Bao Qianjun looked thrilled, while Bao Zihui's expression grew even fouler. Sure enough, the joys and sorrows of father and son were not connected.

Before he could express his gratitude, Yue Fuguang continued, "Lord Bao will temporarily hold the position of Army Sergeant, and I will also have to trouble you to temporarily serve concurrently as the Recording Adjutant and Logistics Officer.

These are all temporary. Later on, when I find suitable people to replace you, Lord Bao will have a lighter load.

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