Fast Travel Cannon Fodder: The villain is milky and fierce

Chapter 31 The Prince Is a Little Milk Dog 08
Mu Jiuyu's daily schedule is very regular. He wakes up in the morning to check various shops, checks accounts at night, and sometimes goes to the gatherings of some officials' wives. During the process of chatting, he got a general idea of ​​the interests and hobbies of many officials.

In addition, she also joined the chamber of commerce in the capital, and even became the president of the chamber of commerce.

It can be said that there is no one in the entire capital who is more informed than Mu Jiuyu.

Not only that, in just half a year, the industries under Mu Jiuyu's name have left the capital and spread out in a net shape.

Zhu Shuyu also sent news from time to time, which not only contained the current situation on the battlefield, but also recorded in detail what he saw, heard and felt. It can be said that the meaning of carrying private goods is very obvious.

Half a year after the prince left Beijing, news came from the frontier that the prince led a thousand soldiers to sneak into the Taifeng tribe and almost entered Taifeng's royal court.

One year after the crown prince left Beijing, news came from the frontier that in the five fights with Taifeng, our soldiers won all the victories.

Two years after the crown prince left Beijing, news came from the frontier that Taifeng was impatient and immediately launched a counterattack. The front line was short of food and grass, and hoped that the court would send people to replenish food and grass as soon as possible.

Emperor Min'an looked at the prince's memorial in his hand and remained silent.

The prince's prestige in the army is getting higher and higher, and Emperor Min'an feels more and more pressure.

The prince was like a thorn, stuck in Emperor Min'an's throat, he couldn't pull it out, and couldn't swallow it.

Emperor Min'an didn't even know, which one he wanted to get rid of more, the prince or Taifeng?
Two months after the memorial arrived in Beijing, the imperial court finally gathered all the food and grass needed, and began to send people to escort the food and grass to the front line.

At the same time, Mu Jiuyu also collected 300 million deniers of grain, which were escorted to the frontier by the caravan.

"This time, thank you for your help." Sitting on it, Mu Jiuyu raised his glass and said.

Below her, the big and small bosses of the Chamber of Commerce sat on both sides, all smiling: "The president is being polite, everyone says that businessmen are humble, but we businessmen also have backbone."

"This is something that benefits the country and the people, and we will do our part."

Mu Jiuyu smiled. It's no wonder that she would believe the merchant's mouth. If it wasn't for the interest and various concessions she raised, these people would be willing to borrow money?

No matter what, the more food the better, after all, Zhu Shuyu wanted to prolong the battle, otherwise, if he attacked Taifeng so quickly, it would only usher in a complete rebound from Emperor Min'an.

At this time, in the camp of the army.

Zhu Shuyu was wearing armor and her eyes were amazingly bright.

Over the years, he has won the respect of all fighters with his strength.

No one thought that the prince, who has always been known for his benevolence, would be so skilled in martial arts, that he could actually protect other fighters while killing the enemy. Since so many battles, he has rescued countless fighters.

At the same time, Mu Ziliang is also famous.

Although this strategist doesn't appear often, his elusive style of play and changeable formations make people feel awe.

"Ziliang, you will be a town in the army, and I will take people to pick up the food and grass." Zhu Shuyu said.

"Your Highness, it's been less than ten days since we left for food and grass, so it's a little early for you to pick it up now?" Mu Ziliang was a little puzzled.

"Aren't I afraid that something will happen to the food and grass?" Zhu Shuyu laughed, but his eyes were cold.

"What do you mean?" Mu Ziliang suddenly realized that he knew how cruel the struggle of the emperor's family was, and there were not a few people who wanted the prince to die.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziliang immediately agreed, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I'll guard the tent for you."

Zhu Shuyu patted him on the shoulder, without saying much, and set off with 500 people that day.

His purpose this time is to hijack food and grass!
Yes, it's not escorting food and grass, it's hijacking!
Since his father didn't want the grain and grass to be in his hands, then just pretend that it wasn't in his hands. Look, how filial he is.

Zhu Shuyu left too early, so he didn't receive the letter from Mu Jiuyu, and also missed the news that Mu Jiuyu sent him food and grass.

The 500 people marched lightly, twice as fast as the grain and grass march. Five days later, Zhu Shuyu found traces of grain and grass.

Looking at the carts of grain and grass, Zhu Shuyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Grain is fine!
He made a gesture, and the group immediately hid.

Although these 500 people didn't know why His Royal Highness wanted to rob them of the grain and grass that was originally given to them, they were all Zhu Shuyu's confidantes, so they didn't say much or ask more questions.

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the guards were a little drowsy.

He yawned and slapped his cheek, barely staying awake.

Suddenly, a group of guards approached in the distance, and the guards on guard suddenly saw their eyes light up: "Brother, is the shift changing?"

"Yes, we will continue to guard the place below, you should go to sleep." Someone replied.

"Okay, then you have worked hard!" The guard left in a daze.

After the food guards had left, the new guards looked at each other, picked up torches and wanted to throw them on the food.

Zhu Shuyu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly gave an order: "Shoot the arrow!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Before the guards could react, they died silently.

A dozen torches fell to the ground immediately.

"Everyone, immediately put on the clothes of the guards and take the food away."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

As soon as the words fell, 500 people rushed over at the same time.

After Zhu Shuyu changed his clothes, he saw that everyone was driving up the grain carts, smiled slightly, and shouted loudly.

"The water is gone! The water is gone! Someone is burning food! Save the food!"

The shouts spread far away, and soon there was a commotion.

Looking at the guards who came carrying water, Zhu Shuyu ran directly against the crowd, shouting as he ran, "The water is gone! Someone is burning food! Save the food!"

"How's the food?" A person suddenly grabbed Zhu Shuyu and asked in panic.

"The food is on fire, all the food is burned!" Zhu Shuyu said in panic.

"Damn it." The visitor cursed fiercely, let go of Zhu Shuyu and ran towards the grain truck.

Zhu Shuyu looked at his back and smiled, didn't go any further, and ran out directly to gather with his subordinates.

"How is it?" Zhu Shuyu asked excitedly, panting slightly.

"Your Highness, all the food is here, there is nothing missing." The cronies replied immediately.

Zhu Shuyu cheered up, and waved his hand: "Okay! Good job! Now everyone is pulling the food into the Black Wolf Village."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Heilang Village is the nearest bandit village to the station. Zhu Shuyu quietly led people to wipe out all the bandits in the village, and directly took Heilang Village as one of his strongholds.

Of course, he did a good job of keeping the secrecy secret, and the surrounding villages didn't even know that Heilangzhai had changed people.

Just as they were rushing forward with grain and grass, the scouting soldier above suddenly ran back: "Your Highness, ahead...we found another grain and grass troop ahead."

Um?A question mark popped up in everyone's head.

Wasn't all the food and grass robbed by them?

(End of this chapter)