Since it was proved that the two horses could indeed drag the zigzag plow, the soldiers led by the right guard began to be unlucky.

Disobedience to discipline, repeated teaching, left and right, all were assigned to the farm, two horses and a pair of plough sticks, each plough 20 acres of land, and you can go back when you are done.

The punishment rate in the right guard was completely abolished, and there was only one punishment for making mistakes, and that was to go to the farm. And every three days, individual results are announced, and the more you plow, the more mistakes you make.

Whether it was an officer who had come to train or a former veteran, countless people hated the person who came up with this form of punishment.

If you make a mistake and get a stick, you will grit your teeth and stand up, and you will be treated as a good man and a tough guy afterwards. But now that he is doing this, he doesn't have to suffer, but he is told how many acres of land he has ploughed every day, but his face is very shameful.

Therefore, it only took three days for the guys who often violated military law in the right guard to completely get rid of their previous bad habits, and even had time to report others.

The suffering I suffered at the beginning could not be in vain, and I had to find some 'happiness' in others.

Seven days later, none of the right guards violated military law, and they completely forbade it, completely bidding farewell to this very 'inhumane' punishment.

But the optimistic ruffians overestimated the character of a certain guy, and just when they thought they could say goodbye to punishment, the new rules came down.

Those who are backward in training shall be subject to joint sitting, and the fire with excellent training results shall be responsible for supervising and continuing to enforce the punishment of cultivated land.

The wilderness, which had slowly become quiet, became lively again, and people were constantly being taken to the wilderness, supervised by those with good grades, and with poor grades, with the plough being supported.

As one guy accidentally rides his horse too fast, the seeds of a new 'hatred' are planted.

The training ground became hot, and the soldiers were working hard to complete their training goals, and strive to become the best group of students, just so that after the training, they could abuse those who had abused themselves or had not abused themselves, because no matter what kind of training, there will always be someone last.

Lao Cheng likes Li Chengqian, a guy who has a bad idea, and thinks that he has been bad out of the level, bad out of the realm, and bad is invincible.

The bad idea was introduced to the right guard, so there was another group of guys in the wilderness who ran while screaming.

Lao Qin and Wei Chi also thought that this bad idea was very classic, and the left and right guards also began to implement it.

There are more and more people screaming in the wilderness, the training performance of the various guards is getting better and better, and the land that has been reclaimed in the wilderness has become invisible at a glance.

"Boy, how the hell did you grow this head? It's so clever to be able to come up with such a bad idea. Cheng Laoxiang patted Li Chengqian's shoulder, looked at the soldiers running like flying in the wilderness, and said with frowns.

"Uncle Cheng has won the award." Li Chengqian squatted on the edge of the cultivated land, trembling at Lao Cheng's words, but he still had to thank Lao Cheng.

Originally, if the army was allowed to reclaim the wasteland, there would inevitably be a lot of complaints in the barracks, but now after Li Chengqian's actions, his own goal has been achieved, not to mention, and he has succeeded in transferring the goal of hatred and transferring the soldiers' resentment towards the commander to other soldiers.

At the same time, such an approach also stimulates the enthusiasm of the soldiers for training, although the goal is to make others unlucky, but it is an indisputable fact that the combat effectiveness is improved.

But such a good method turned into a bad idea in Lao Cheng's mouth, no wonder Lao Cheng was so unpopular, Li Chengqian didn't like to talk to him anymore.

"I haven't won the award, even Li Jing's old guy privately said that your method is good, and you plan to promote it throughout the army." Lao Cheng said as he stuck his radish thick fingers in his big nostrils and kept stirring, and after a while, he made a black mess and bounced out with a 'boom'.

I'm going to go, this old man scum is really special, look at where this performance has a little bit of the appearance of the grandfather of the country, if the princes of the Tang Dynasty are like this, then the days are really over.

Li Chengqian turned his mind around, but he didn't answer Lao Cheng's words, for fear that his mouth would be accidentally bounced into his mouth by Lao Cheng.

"What's wrong? Isn't it a bad idea? Said to Lao Cheng. Seeing that Li Chengqian didn't speak, Lao Cheng turned his head and asked.

"No, the little nephew just thinks that the cultivation alone is too simple, and he gets tired of playing after a long time." Although he didn't admit it, he had to say that Li Chengqian was indeed a bad guy.

"Tell me about it." Lao Cheng moved his buttocks sitting on the ground to Li Chengqian, and said mysteriously.

Although this old man has been fighting with Li Chengqian, he is not really disgusted with Li Chengqian, but he just thinks that he is more temperamental. Anyway, walking and fiddling with J8, being idle is also idle, rather than doing nothing every day, it is better to have some fun with Li Chengqian.

"The drum truck is about to be completed, and the irrigation canal has not been dug yet, so why not start tomorrow?" Li Chengqian tilted his head and said.

This is Li Chengqian's true thoughts, otherwise he is afraid that he will be killed by a headlong collision, and after a long time, is he a root J8 in the eyes of this old man?

"You also remembered what Lao Cheng said, weeding, moving stones, building embankments, ......, there are really a lot of tricks on this farm." Lao Cheng's brain hole was pried open by Li Chengqian, and his thoughts immediately became accustomed to it, and the bad meaning of spoofing those soldiers in the Wei Mansion rolled in.

Looking at the inexhaustible and bad water fairy Cheng around him, Li Chengqian couldn't help but sigh that the wisdom of the ancients was really endless.

Put Lao Cheng's bad water aside, just take the stir-fry as an example, you can see the general.

In just a few months, the stir-fried dishes in Chang'an City have given birth to countless tricks, some dishes that Li Chengqian has seen before, but have not shown, have been put on the table, and even some have never heard of them have been presented one by one.

The same is true for chairs, the Taishi chair is not only confined to the style designed by Li Chengqian, but also has begun to appear in Chang'an East City, and even some prototypes of sofas have appeared.

Lao Cheng didn't see Li Chengqian's squeak for a long time, and he was a little bored when he said it, so he gradually closed his mouth, looked at the soldiers and ruffians in the distance and fell into thought, and only after a long time did he get up from the ground, pat the dirt on his buttocks, and said to Li Chengqian: "Okay, Lao Cheng still has something to do, I won't accompany you to pull the calf here." ”

"Uncle has something to do, and he will send it off." Li Chengqian got up and bowed to Lao Cheng, only hoping that he would leave quickly.

This old guy is a scheming with a black belly, and with him by his side, he may be spoiled by him at some point.