Make the hero cool

Liu Fengyou went to the school field to ride horses whenever he had time these few days, his equestrian skills have improved a lot, and now he looks like he can handle a horse with ease when he rides a horse alone.

Liu Fengyou stayed with Qi Yue for the rest of the journey, and the two got to know each other a lot.

But Xuan Jin didn't show up too much in front of Liu Fengyou.

The [-] troops from the capital finally arrived at the front line after half a month of rapid march.

Liu Fengyou raised his eyes and saw the plaque on the city gate from afar.

"Eunuch Liu, Xianzhou has arrived."

Qi Yue and Liu Fengyou drove side by side, reminding them softly.

Liu Fengyou nodded, but a strong sense of uneasiness arose in his heart in vain.

Looking at the yellow sand flying wantonly at the gate of the city and the mottled gate, he couldn't help asking: "Is life here difficult?"

Qi Yue has never been to Xianzhou, but she has also heard about some things on the front line, so she echoed: "I heard that there is a shortage of water, the sky is full of yellow sand, and the years of war make life difficult for the people. "

"En." Liu Fengyou groaned softly, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Although the current situation was not caused by him, but now that he has become the master of this country, he cannot sit idly by.

He looked around again, and suddenly asked, "Are there any trees here?"

"The servants are ignorant, so they don't know."

Liu Fengyou knew that this question was a bit embarrassing for Qi Yue, so he didn't continue to ask, but followed the army into the city thoughtfully.

It was already evening when the army arrived at the frontline camp, and the entire camp was lifeless. If there were not a few bonfires burning in the open space, people might think that there were no guards here.

Leading the army at the front was a local general. He had a bushy beard, thick black eyebrows, big and bright eyes.

The general's surname is Chen, and he is a nine-rank official. He is a little general with a big sesame seed.

General Chen is so old, not only has he never met the prime minister, but he has never seen the emperor, so he wanted to host a banquet as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xuan Jin didn't like extravagance and waste. He refused with the excuse of "the war is tense", and then said that the emperor had to take a good rest, which made Fushun, the fake emperor, relieved.

Since entering the barracks, Liu Fengyou has become completely free. Although he came in as the "emperor's personal servant", no one asked him to serve him, so he could only wander around the barracks by himself.

Originally Qi Yue wanted to follow him, but he politely refused. After all, it's impossible to keep a low profile with such a beautiful woman as Qi Yue.

Although Xianzhou is a state, it is very poor because of its remoteness and small population.

Liu Fengyou circled around the camp several times, only to find that the soldiers here are all old people and children, and the only few young and middle-aged men are also sallow and emaciated, they don't look like soldiers, but refugees.

He frowned slightly, sighed softly, and turned around to see an old man walking tremblingly carrying a basket of potatoes.

Adhering to the fine tradition of respecting the old and caring for the young, Liu Fengyou took the initiative to run over and said with a smile, "Old man, where are you going? Let me pick it out for you?"

The old man raised his head stiffly, coughed twice, and said, "Where are you from? I'm going to the back kitchen."

Liu Fengyou continued to laugh and said: "I am a servant from the capital, you can call me Xiaoliu."

This was a very common sentence, but who would have thought that the old man put down his shoulder pole after listening to it, knelt down with great effort, and kowtowed: "So it's the official from Beijing."

Liu Fengyou felt very uncomfortable, he quickly helped the old man up from the ground, and took the initiative to pick up the basket of potatoes.

The old man was still a little scared, but he didn't dare to refute Liu Fengyou's words, so he could only take him to the kitchen.

The kitchen here can't be regarded as a kitchen, it can only be regarded as some pots and pans placed under a shed.

Liu Fengyou put down the basket of potatoes very sadly, stretched his shoulders, and approached a little brother who was cooking in a familiar way.

"Little brother, what's in this pot?"

Seeing that he was well dressed, the little brother knew that he was from Beijing, so he replied very cautiously: "Bai Shui."

"water?"

Liu Fengyou repeated it in disbelief, and just as he finished speaking, his stomach growled again.

Without waiting for him to explain, the little brother who cooks first sued in fear.

Liu Fengyou didn't know why the people here were so terrified, he just wanted to say something to comfort him when he was pushed back from behind.

He staggered a few steps, and managed to stabilize his body while holding onto the stove. When he straightened up, he saw a thin man with an unshaven beard standing in front of him.

The man pulled the cooking brother behind him, and said in a cold voice: "little six, what are you talking about with him? This high-ranking official from the capital is not something we can provoke."

Little Six cowardly glanced at the man, and argued in a low voice: "Brother Wang, this man is an official from the capital, we must not offend him!"

"There's nothing you can't offend," the man known as "Brother Wang" spat, and looked at Liu Fengyou coldly, "If it's a big deal, I'll risk my life, anyway, it's hard to live now!"

Liu Fengyou blinked, and interrupted the conversation between the two boldly: "I'm here to deliver potatoes to you."

Hearing what he said, Brother Wang was willing to glance at the potatoes at his feet: "Why are there so few?"

Liu Fengyou didn't know why there were so few, he shook his head innocently: "Are there only these potatoes here?"

"That's right, there are only these things every day. That dog emperor eats and drinks hot food in the palace, completely disregarding our lives."

Brother Wang scolded fiercely, forgetting himself to the point of ignoring Liu Fengyou's existence.

Liu Fengyou, as the dog emperor who loves food and drink hot food, couldn't help feeling a little guilty: "It's not that he doesn't care about your lives, it's just that he can't care about it."

"There's nothing I can't care about! If it wasn't for my 80-year-old mother, I would have personally taken his head today!"

Brother Wang continued to speak impassionedly.

But Liu Fengyou felt a pain in his neck, he smiled shyly and said, "Maybe he's not too bad?"

Brother Wang scolded for a long time, finally felt something was wrong, he looked suspiciously at Liu Fengyou, and asked: "Who are you? Why do you always speak for that dog emperor?"

Just as Liu Fengyou was racking his brains to invent a new identity for himself, Qi Yue walked in from the outside.

She stood still between Liu Fengyou and Brother Wang, and smiled slightly: "Brother, when will we serve dinner, Mr. Xiang is hungry."

I have to admit that the power of beauties is inexhaustible in such a barracks full of men.

Qi Yue just said a simple sentence to make Brother Wang change from his previous violence and smile like a spring breeze.