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"How did those two end up arguing?"

It wasn't that Qian Yong liked watching a commotion. It was just that things had been too dull lately. Day after day, he'd been doing the same repetitive, rough labor in the fields. He felt like his killing skills were getting rusty. A rare bit of excitement to pass the time was not to be missed, so he watched, completely absorbed.

Qian Yong had arrived late and didn't know what had happened, so another onlooker eagerly filled him in. "Ah, that cook's in for it."

"Whoa, could he have gotten lustful and violated military discipline?"

With Qian Yong's limited imagination, that was all he could think of. Armies on the march could number tens of thousands. Not everyone would obediently follow orders. There were always people who took their chances, figuring they'd be fine as long as they kept things quiet and no one found out.

The onlooker said, "How could that be?"

During wartime marches, the army prepared plenty of dry rations. During a lull in the fighting, they tried to eat something hot. Shen Tang provided ample military pay and did her best to ensure the soldiers had enough to eat. Naturally, the cooks in charge of logistics had a lot of food to prepare—tens of thousands of hungry mouths to feed.

They were busy from dawn to dusk, with more than enough to do above the waist. Where would they find the energy to think about what was below it?

Qian Yong asked again, "Then did he give someone too little food?"

Ever since Shen Tang's gender had blindsided him, Qian Yong had grown cautious. Literary Heart Sigils and Martial Gall Tiger Tallies were no longer the only ways he judged someone's sex. Shen Tang's camp also had a women's