After tearing up the scumbag man, I became a medical concubine

Chapter 114 Make You Suffer

Therefore, since hearing that Bai Luoguan was broken, Liu Zhizhang hasn't had a good night's sleep these days.

Later, when I heard that the famous God of War, King Duan, was leading the army to the front to retreat from the enemy, it finally seemed like a reassurance. No, Liu Zhizhang couldn't wait to come out to greet the army just ten miles outside the city gate.

While briefly introducing the situation to Xie Jinyun, Liu Zhizhang looked up at him anxiously, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare.

Xie Jinyun keenly caught the hesitation on his face, and reprimanded him: "Speak if you have something to say, what do you hesitate to do!"

Liu Zhizhang was worried, he stretched out his hand and stroked his long beard again and again, and walked beside Xie Jinyun with his head slightly bowed and his back slightly bowed: "My lord, I don't know... will your army go to the city for a few days to recuperate?"

"How many days to rest?" Xie Jinyun stopped and frowned at him, "Do you still think that the battle ahead is not urgent and not enough cities have been lost?"

Seeing Xie Jinyun's misunderstanding, Liu Zhizhang quickly waved his hands: "No, no, my lord, you misunderstood, I don't mean that, I wish you could lead troops to Bailuoguan to drive out those damn Fengyang people."

"It's just that the army has been marching for many days, and they are exhausted. I don't know if I, Qiuzi Mansion, should clean up the dust for you, eat and drink well, regain your posture and continue to move forward?"

Liu Zhizhang lowered his eyebrows and asked respectfully.

The prefect of Qiuzi has no evil intentions, but simply feels that the army is tired. In order to successfully retreat the enemy, he should also do his part so that these soldiers will work harder and pull the front line farther away. rise.

Now is the time for spring plowing. If the spring plowing is delayed, this year's harvest will be over. If the people lose their harvest, they will have no money to pay taxes. If the tax money cannot be collected, the official year-end exam for him will be over.

The prefect of Qiuzi is a fat job. He has only been here for two years, and he doesn't want to be dismissed so early.

"You don't need to enter the city. You need to quickly arrange manpower and supplies. The army really needs to be repaired." After hearing his words, Xie Jinyun's face improved a little, and he thought for a while, "We will start repairing for half a day today, and the army will leave as usual tomorrow morning."

"The battle situation ahead is critical, there is no need to delay any longer."

Xie Jinyun's face was pale, and his eyes drifted across the tower not far away, looking at Liu Zhizhang and exhorting.

When Liu Zhizhang heard that he didn't completely reject his offer, his face brightened: "Okay, I'll arrange it right now, and make sure that the soldiers will eat and drink well!"

King Duan's team not only stayed in his Qiuzi mansion, but also received his kindness. In the future, when they return from a victorious battle, they will surely remember him well, and the whole army will probably remember him well.

Anyway, all the money and materials spent are paid out of the government's treasury, so why not do it because of his personal favor?

In short, the army got a rest time, and the magistrate Liu Zhizhang got a chance to become famous, and both sides were very satisfied.

The army was stationed outside the city, and those people arranged by Liu Zhizhang respectfully brought food and drink.

These people all knew that the soldiers in front of them were on the front line to expel foreign enemies and keep their Qiuzi Mansion safe, so they had a very good attitude towards the soldiers, and they could even be called admiration and respect.

During the exchange, there was also a tinge of flattery in the words and attitudes, which made the soldiers feel hot and vowed to drive Fengyang people back to their hometown.

Jiang Wanming and Xie Jinyun sat in the tent and had dinner.

Regardless of the small things in his heart, Liu Zhizhang can be regarded as an honest person in terms of what he does. The food he sent was delicious, and the army finally ate warm meat.

The dry food for the march these days was simple, even the food that the coach Xie Jinyun ate was not very good. Xie Jinyun was used to marching and fighting, so he would not care about these details, but Jiang Wanming, who was spoiled and spoiled since childhood, did not adapt very well.

At this moment, there is a bowl of fragrant and hot bone soup in front of Jiang Wanming. The milky white soup exudes a strong aroma, and the soft and rotten pork ribs fall off when the chopsticks are picked up, and it is tender and juicy in the mouth. It makes people move their index fingers.

Jiang Wanming ate a few mouthfuls of meat, and closed her eyes happily. She used to eat delicious food at home and didn't think it was good. Now she eats big pancakes every day, and suddenly eats broth. It's like a delicacy in the world.

Seeing how happy she was after eating a few bites of meat, Xie Jinyun felt guilty. His girl shouldn't have lived such a hard life with him.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer these days."

Jiang Wanming was enjoying the soup, when she heard this, she was taken aback, and when she raised her head, she saw Xie Jinyun looking depressed.

Looking at the soup in her hand, and then at Xie Jinyun, she immediately understood what he was talking about. Jiang Wanming joked with a smile: "Let me suffer now, but I will have to pay it back later."

Xie Jinyun didn't care whether she was joking or telling the truth, with a sullen face, looked at her seriously and replied: "Okay, I will definitely pay you back."

Jiang Wanming scratched her head: "I'm just joking, you don't have to be so serious, marching and fighting, it's normal to have a hard life, as expected."

"You were supposed to be well-clothed and served by others, instead of eating and drinking with me and sleeping in the wild." Xie Jinyun was still brooding, and seemed to be angry with himself.

Jiang Wanming was helpless: "I'm not angry at all, what kind of anger are you, if you really feel sorry, I will try to end the war as soon as possible, and return to the court as soon as possible."

Xie Jinyun nodded: "I will do it as soon as possible, and I will definitely snatch that Fengyang's vine flow stone for you."

Jiang Wanming smiled at him: "It's hard for you to remember this."

"I will never forget everything about you."

Xie Jinyun took everything about her to heart, which made Jiang Wanming's heart feel hot.

With a warm feeling on her cheeks, Jiang Wanming picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup in a concealed manner, pretending that the soup warmed her body: "Oh, this soup is really delicious, you should eat quickly and stop thinking about it. "

Xie Jinyun showed a slight smile.

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On the next day, when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and shone on the ground, Xie Jinyun's 60 troops had already assembled and were ready to set off just waiting for an order.

Liu Zhizhang, the prefect of Qiuzi, also came to see him off early. Seeing the army under the rising sun, he felt a sense of solemnity for some reason. Even if the habitual scholars in their consciousness have contempt for those in the army, it can be seen that this is the case. Even at this scene, I still couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in my chest.

"My lord, I wish you all the best in this trip, successfully conquer Fengyang and take back the land!"

Xie Jinyun nodded with a calm expression.

He sat on a tall black horse, holding a long sword in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the sword pointed forward, and he shouted: "Let's go!"

The huge team of tens of 10 people moved vigorously towards the front line like a behemoth swallowing mountains and rivers.

(End of this chapter)