Zhi Xuan

In the early morning of the next day, the snow fell.

The dark clouds in the sky cleared, revealing a clear blue.

The snow stopped falling, but the wind became colder, whizzing through the camp, knocking down several wooden frames.The wooden frame rolled forward until it reached the edge of the camp and was stopped by the fence.

A team of soldiers rushed over to help the wooden frame up, and found that the poles below had been scattered, and the two feet could not support it, so they had to dismantle it on the spot and use it as firewood.

Zhi Xuan had a good night's sleep, and when he got up, the smell of food was already wafting in the camp.

Thick millet porridge, soft wheat cakes, pickled vegetables, salted eggs and a few dishes of meat sauce are the breakfast for today.

The rest of the bear meat is chopped up by the chef and boiled into broth.The bear bone is cut off, and the bone marrow is boiled into the soup, which makes the broth more fragrant.

After a while of yelling, the soldiers, soldiers, servants and slaves in the camp lined up, waiting to receive their meals.

The chef lifted out the rattan basket half a person's height, and lifted the lid of the cauldron. The aroma of millet porridge and wheat cakes intertwined, together with the oily broth, all made people's index fingers move.

Zhao Hao's camp is also eating.

Different from Zhixuan camp, the breakfast of Bei'an army is only a bowl of millet porridge, plus a piece of pickled vegetables.The servant didn't even have pickles, only a bowl of porridge.Not to mention the slaves, who can only get a handful of shelled millet, and the porridge they cook can reflect the silhouette of a person.

Even so, not a single slave complained.

The slaves in the Bei'an army could eat two meals a day to ensure that there was food in their stomachs.The vast majority of slaves in small countries only had one meal a day, and when there was a food shortage, they didn't even have one meal, and quite a few died of starvation.

After breakfast, several horse-drawn carriages came from Zhixuan Camp and came straight to Zhao Hao Camp.The soldier leading the team held Zhixuan's handwritten letter, saying that he had sent supplies for Prince Hao.

Zhao Hao was discussing matters with the crown prince, and heard a report from a military officer. It must be that Zhi Xuan sent warm clothes, so he immediately ordered someone to open the gate of the camp and let the vehicles in.

Sure enough, when the cloth was uncovered, there were two thousand sets of sweaters and trousers in the car, as well as hundreds of pairs of wool socks and gloves, which were counted as extras for this business.

Doctor Qing knew about this, saw the woolen goods delivered with his own eyes, and approached Zhao Hao and Shi Zixuan one after another, wanting to share a piece of the pie.

"I don't make the decision." Shi Zizhen waved his hand to the clan, expressing that Zhao Hao bought the things from Zhixuan, if you want something, go to Gong Zihao, don't come to him, he doesn't make the decision.

Because of his careless words yesterday, he didn't eat the salted eggs and tofu today, and he could only watch his brother eat them. Who knows the uncomfortable feeling?

Seeing that the prince's expression was not right, the clans did not dare to pester him, and united to meet Zhao Hao, hoping to buy a batch of woolen goods from him.

It is impossible to give in vain.

Judging from Shi Ziyu's tone, the price of this batch of woolen goods is not low, and if he wants to divide a part, it is estimated that he will have to cut the flesh.As for how much to cut, it depends on how high Gongzi Hao raised his hand and how hard he dropped it.

Two thousand sets of sweaters and trousers seemed like a lot, but given to Dr. Qing, the quantity seemed to be stretched.

It cannot be distributed equally, only the highest bidder gets it.

Zhao Hao exchanged Di people with Zhixuan, but He clan asked for food and gold silk.Fur is naturally not good, and the clan itself does not have enough, so it will not be exchanged at all.

"Wheat and millet can be used, and wheat and rice can be halved."

Bei'an does not grow rice, and there is very little wheat.Rare things are more expensive, and the prices are naturally different when trading with wheat and rice.

The clan weighed in their hearts and quickly made a decision. A wealthy person took out a batch of grain, and if he was not willing to part with the grain, he used gold silk to quickly divide up the woolen goods sent by Zhixuan.

The reason why it was so fast was all because Zhao Hao kept [-] for himself and distributed [-] to the prince, leaving them only [-] sets, dozens or [-] sets per person, no pressure at all.Everyone paid with one hand and delivered with the other, and the cart was quickly emptied.

Zhao Hao didn't participate in how to divide the purchase, and it was up to the doctors themselves to decide.

"Give this to the king."

Before the team returned, Zhao Hao summoned the leader of the army and asked him to take a wooden box back to Zhi Xuan.

"No!" The soldier clasped his fists, saluted and exited the big tent.

At that time it was past noon, the cold wind had subsided a little, Zhao Hao issued an order, and the whole battalion began to be busy, preparing to leave tomorrow.

The Zhixuan camp was also busy, seemingly chaotic and noisy, but in fact it was orderly.The vast majority of people are beaming and looking forward to the trip to the grassland.

After the soldiers returned to the camp, they handed over to the doctor in charge of registration and returned the carts to the warehouse.Afterwards, he went to the big tent to ask Zhi Xuan to see him, and presented Zhao Hao with a gift.

The wooden box is square, two palms wide, and the four corners are covered with copper. The appearance is very delicate.

"Does Young Master Hao have anything else to say?" Zhixuan asked.

"Back to your majesty, I only sent this item, and nothing else was said." The soldier replied truthfully.

Zhi Xuan nodded, let the soldier go down, moved closer to the wooden box, and lifted the lid.

The lid of the box is very heavy, and I don't know what kind of wood it is made of.The moment it was opened, a colorful light almost dazzled Hua Zhixuan's eyes.

I saw that the box was full of colorful treasures, and there were several pearls the size of longan, which were priceless.

Zhi Xuan picked up a pearl and couldn't help but think of last night.Recalling the warmth and delicate touch of her fingertips, she quickly put down the pearl and pressed her palm on the lid of the box, secretly thinking that her beauty is misleading.

"Planted."

Zhi Xuan sighed.

Food color also.

Facing such a beautiful woman, it would be a lie to not be tempted, and it is only natural for him.

On that day, Zhixuan not only received a gift from Zhao Hao, but also a thank you gift from Young Master Xun, which consisted of two large carts of gold and silk.

In terms of value, it is completely inferior to the Salt Lake Gold Mine, not even a drop in the bucket.Fortunately, I put on an attitude, and didn't pretend to be ignorant, and muddled things away.

When Mrs. Mo heard about this, she just raised the corners of her mouth and refused to comment.The maid brought the decoction, she took it up and drank it all, put down the medicine bowl, leaned on the couch and closed her eyes to rest.

The maid was supposed to leave the tent, but she didn't move for a long time.After a long time, he suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

"Ma'am, I'm wrong!"

The voice of the servant girl was very loud when she knelt down, and she bumped her knees, leaving bruises even with the culottes blocking her.

Mrs. Mo still kept her eyes closed, as if she didn't hear or hear.

The maid bit her lip and kowtowed continuously until her forehead was bruised and bloodstains appeared.

"Okay." Madam Mo finally said, opened her eyes to look at the maid, and said, "How long has it been?"

The maid touched her forehead to the ground, and replied with a trembling voice: "At the end of summer this year, Young Master Yu approached his slave and said, if he obeyed him, he would give him gold and silk."

"Only gold silk?" Mrs. Mo turned sideways and looked down at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, "You were sent to me by my elder brother, and you know how to use medicine, so this little thing can make your heart move?"

The maid raised her head in panic, and met Mrs. Shangmo's eyes, the defense line in her heart finally collapsed.

"Young master X promises that the slave will change his identity, no longer be a slave, and become a concubine."

"That's right." Madam Mo didn't get angry, but smiled instead, "Did he also tell you that when you give birth to a son and a half daughter, he will give you a share of my dowry and give your child a fertile land?"

The servant girl was sweating like rain, lying on the ground shaking like chaff, and kept saying, "I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong!"

"Okay." Mrs. Mo listened impatiently and interrupted her, "Do you share the same bed?"

"Twice." The maidservant's face was pale, and it turned red again when she spoke.

"Twice." Mrs. Mo still didn't get angry. She folded her hands, tapped her fingers on the back of her hands, pondered for a moment, and said, "From today onwards, I don't care what method you use. You must give birth to a child within two years. Success Now, no matter what Xi Xun does, I will make you his concubine, understand what I mean?"

The maid suddenly raised her head, her face was completely drained of blood.

"Ma'am, what do you mean?"

"If you want to survive, do as I say. You are by my side, and your family is still in the country of Mo." Madam Mo lowered her gaze, looking at her newly adopted nails, "You can also tell Xiyu, I won't stop you."

The maid lay trembling on the ground, knowing that she had no other choice.

"Ma'am, I obey my orders, and I will give birth to a baby within two years!"

"Go down."

"promise."

The maid retreated outside the tent, Madam Mo couldn't help laughing.

People are really complicated.

If you are kind to him, you can betray yourself without hesitation.Don't treat him as an adult, but become honest.

She should have given birth to a child by herself, and she had planned to.But she was really impatient to deal with son Xun again, and she didn't even want to see him, she was annoyed when she saw him.

There is no hate, no love where there is no hate.

There is only boredom, like meeting something disgusting and not wanting to take a second look.

Zhixuan's promise gave her confidence, since she would not become a bird in a cage, and if she wanted to live a good life, Young Master Xing would not be able to control the details.

Even if it is from the stepmother, the son is still the son of the eldest son, and the mother Xiaoyou is still alive, so when he enters the court, he will definitely have a certain right to speak.

Since Zhi Xuan protected her, she should give back.Trying to eliminate hidden dangers in the future will benefit both Zhi Xuan and Gong Zihao.

The matter is not difficult, as long as there is an heir, no matter if it is a man or a woman, the son can get sick and save himself from getting bored.It doesn't matter if the bastard is raised by his side and asks the king for a favor, the Bei'an clan has no reason to object.If you send the clan girls, you also want them to have that face!

Mrs. Mo did not tell anyone about her decision, she was only planning step by step.

When Zhao Hao sent someone to give her the staff selected by Zhixuan, she became even more powerful, and those who were not loyal to her and secretly communicated with the son of the song would get the fate they deserved one after another.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to wrong herself, so she had to be ruthless!

In the next few years, Xidi is destined to set off a storm.

The weather is beautiful, and when it comes to the departure day, there is neither strong wind nor snow, and the warm sun hangs high, which is a rare good weather.

Under the orders of Zhixuan and Zhao Hao, the two camps were cleared, the clans rode in chariots, the soldiers lined up, and the soldiers followed closely behind.The servants and slaves drove the carts and followed at the end of the procession.

A firewood pile was set up in front of the battle, and Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao lit it with their own hands.

The shamans of the two countries prayed in front of the fire, threw the head of the sheep, and at the same time raised their arms and shouted: "Zhu!"

The flames shot up into the sky, and there were bursts of explosions in the fire.

The witch danced in front of the fire, sweating profusely in the cold winter.

The dance stopped, Wu raised his arms and shouted again: "Ji!"

Good luck!

The prayers were completed, and the army shouted in unison.

Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao looked at each other and gave orders at the same time.

The cavalry who sent the order galloped out, and the flag on their back was the signal.

The strong soldiers blow their horns, the drivers wave their reins, the horses neigh, and the wheels roll forward.

Young Master Xun and Mrs. Mo stayed where they were, watching the two armies march north.

Because Mrs. Mo's health improved, her original plan changed. She didn't plan to stay in the border area, and set off to return to Xidi after sending the army away.

With the eldest son in the team, it doesn't matter if the youngest son goes to the grassland or not, he simply stays, and the couple return to the fief together.

When turning the car around, Young Master X noticed the people around Mrs. Mo, the driver and the waiter were all unfamiliar faces, and the maid whom he bribed before was still there, and when they met in private, they were always enthusiastic beyond imagination.

Sensing Young Master Xing's gaze, Mrs. Mo turned her head and pretended to be puzzled, "What's the matter, Husband?"

"It's nothing." The young master shook his head.

The husband and wife have their own concerns, but they are harmonious on the surface, making it difficult for others to see the clues.

The sound of the desolate trumpet gradually faded away, and the [-] troops marched into the grassland, making many Di Rong frightened.

At the same time, a pigeon fell from the fox merchant's team. After seeing the silk cloth tied to the pigeon's back, the fox merchant was overjoyed.

"Your Majesty, go north, pack it up, and follow me to the New Grassland City!"

The news was exciting, and his subordinates cheered together with the Rong tribe who had taken refuge.Behind them is a large group that has been swept away, with a population of more than 3000 and only [-] remaining. All cattle, sheep, war horses, and horses have been confiscated, and all tents have been burned.

All the remaining captives had their hands tied and followed the team on foot.

Those who guard them are not the subordinates of the fox merchant, but the Rong people who have taken refuge in the fox merchant.

Compared with the guards in the caravan, these Rong people were more vicious, and they slaughtered other tribes without mercy, and the degree of ferocity was eye-catching.They are good knives recruited by fox merchants. They are used properly and play a great role in tracking and clearing the grassland troops.

"When I see Your Majesty, I will definitely ask for credit for you!" The fox merchant clenched his fist and beat his chest, making a promise in public.

The Rong people on the horse were overjoyed, and screamed strangely at the top of their throats, and the sound came out with the wind, almost like the roar of a beast.