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After all, Chen Zhi was an outsider, and it was inconvenient for him to walk around in the camp at will, so Bu Jingyun ordered someone to take him to the tent of Du Cao, the recorder, and asked the other party to receive him on his behalf.

Du Cao was originally from Fuchi County, Laitu County. Before Laitu County was captured by the Huns, he was also a son of a famous local family. Later, due to the war, his relatives either separated or died, and he was the only one left. One person was lucky enough to survive in the ancestral land until the day when Bu Jingyun led the army to attack the city.

When Fuchi County was recovered, it was heard that General Bu recruited literate scholars to work in the government. He went to sign up in ragged clothes in order to ask for a meal. He was admitted, and later because of his ability to handle affairs, he was promoted to the state army and became a secretary.

Every time Du Cao thinks back on his experience in the past five years, he is deeply moved. From a happy family to being alone, to enduring hardship and suffering alone for several years, now it is finally the end of all hardships.

Having said that, after the soldiers brought Chen Zhi into his tent and explained the identity of the other party, Du Cao realized that he had to be responsible for receiving and supervising the guest.

Originally, this kind of work should not be done by him, but considering that the other military officials around the governor are all members of the ghost army wearing black masks, he is indeed the one who looks the most normal among them, so the arrangement of the governor can be understood .

"Chen Yan, please sit down, would you like a cup of hot tea?" Putting down the pencil in his hand for a while, Du Cao asked gently and politely.

Chen Zhi glanced at the environment and furnishings in the tent calmly, and sat down on the straw mat. Hearing this, he took out the water bag from his arms and gestured: "Du Yu doesn't need to bother entertaining you, I just need a place to sit down. Just rest for a while."

"Okay, then please feel free to let me know if you need anything."

After all, Du Cao picked up his pen and continued his missing work.

Chen Zhi opened the water bag, raised his head and drank a few sips of water, then silently turned his gaze to look at the structure inside the tent.

From the moment he stepped into the barracks, he found that the Xunzhou army was quite different from the army he knew.

First of all, after half a month's long journey, the general army is already exhausted, but the sergeants here are not tired at all, on the contrary, they all look energetic.

Secondly, the tents in this camp were all of the same height and size, neatly arranged one by one like houses, and looked like a maze at first glance, so tidy and tidy that it was frightening.

And after stepping into the tent, the environment inside also surprised him.

Originally, he saw that the governor’s camp was warm and bright, the brackets seemed to be made of solid copper and iron, and the floor was covered with tents to prevent insects, ants and moisture. Inside the tent, he suddenly found that the environment here was exactly the same as the main tent.

From this, it can be expected that the tents where the soldiers lived outside are the same as this tent, and the internal structure should also be the same.

With such a good tent for the soldiers, it is no wonder that the soldiers I saw along the way were so full of energy.

However, this shows that the governor of Xunzhou and the governor of this step value the army very much, and I don't know if it will affect the government's plan.

A thought flashed in his mind, Chen Zhi looked up at Du Cao who was writing at his desk, and wanted to ask him about some military affairs, but his attention was attracted by the writing tools in his hands and the book that could turn pages.

"Du Chen, what are you using?" He asked abruptly.

Du Cao suddenly raised his head, realizing that he was asking about the pencil in his hand, he smiled brightly, picked up the pencil and showed him its purpose, and introduced: "This is a unique writing tool in Miyang, called a pencil. , generally used by officials when they go out, and they can be used to copy and record some cumbersome and unofficial things. When using it, you only need to use a blade to cut off the wood next to it, sharpen the refill, and write directly on the paper. Don’t worry. Ink smudges, more convenient and durable."

"So that's the case." Chen Zhi nodded, "I didn't expect such a good thing to exist in Xunzhou. I have learned a lot today."

With such a pen, it is no wonder that there will be a book that can turn pages as shown in the plan.

If such a booklet is written with a brush, the ink will inevitably smear to the next page, but with this pencil, there is no need to worry about it.

He was thinking about the benefits of this pencil, and he couldn't help being a little moved. He was thinking about asking the other party the price of this pencil, and if it was not expensive, he would buy one. Immediately, Du Cao closed his book and put down his pen, and stood up quickly.

Chen Zhi was startled, thinking that there was an emergency, he quickly stood up and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

Seeing his tense expression, Du Cao realized that he had overreacted, and smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's nothing, it's the sound of the gong for dinner."

Speaking of eating, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

When it comes to being an official in Miryang Prefecture, when is the happiest time, it is when eating.

The meals rationed by the state military government to officials are not only rich in variety and novel in style, but also delicious and delicious.

Du Cao was so hungry when he was down and out. When he first arrived in Miryang, he had to eat three meals a day until his stomach swelled before giving up. After a long time, he gradually restrained his appetite, but The habit of being suddenly excited when I heard the meal was over, but I couldn't change it.

He thought that the quality of the food would be greatly reduced when he went out with the army, and he was sad for a few days because of this, and went to the Farmers’ Chamber of Commerce to buy a few bottles of rice sauce just in case, but in fact, during the march, apart from the monotonous dishes, It is difficult to eat fresh ingredients, but the daily meals are still rich and delicious.

So at this moment, when he heard the gong of eating, Du Cao felt very hungry in his stomach, and asked Chen Zhi, "Chen Jue came all the way from Linling, he must be hungry too, why don't you come with me to eat some food?" "

Chen Zhi was not very interested in the meager and rough military rations, but he wanted to go out to see the situation inside the camp, so he nodded and said: "Then I'll be fine."

Fifteen hours later, standing in front of several wooden basins filled with food, Chen Zhi was dumbfounded.

"Du Chuan, this is... military rations?" He asked in a daze.

"That's right, it's very rich." Du Cao grinned, handed him a pair of wooden chopsticks and a wooden dinner plate, and said, "I was also very surprised when I first arrived at the military mansion. How could the food in the army be so rich? Later Only then did I realize that this was the unanimous request of Bu Dudu and Shijun.

"They think that training and fighting for soldiers is the most exhausting of physical strength. If soldiers are not fed and clothed, how can they hold weapons and kill the enemy, so the food and salaries allocated to the army every month are extraordinarily abundant. Those of us who work as civil servants They can eat such a good meal, but they still take advantage of their soldiers."

Chen Zhi nodded slowly, looking at the orderly soldiers queuing up to receive the food around him, he was still very shocked.

No one knows the truth of what Du Cao said, but who cares about the Shangguan who really controls the fate of these soldiers, even he, a soldier Cao Cao, will inevitably eat some food in private.

"Du Yu, today's staple food is flax cakes and bacon stewed with potato flour, do you want both?" asked the cook in charge of cooking.

Du Cao: "Both."

"Okay, I'll serve you another spoonful of hot and sour potato shreds. The soup is corn radish soup. You can take it yourself."

Du Cao agreed with a smile, and said: "Give me a copy for Chen Yu who is beside me, and order more dishes. This is a guest."

"Then I'll add a few more slices of bacon to this guest."

After a while, the two returned to the tent with the dinner plate and sat in front of the table to eat.

Chen Zhi ate a mouthful of stewed potato noodles with bacon, and couldn't help being amazed by its rich and delicious taste. Then he tasted the hot and sour potato shreds that he had never eaten before, and his appetite was whetted by this sour and delicious dish.

After eating a few mouthfuls of staple food, Chen Zhi reluctantly stopped, took a sip of the sweet radish soup, swallowed the food in his mouth, and immediately asked: "Is this the food of the Xunzhou Army every day?"

Du Cao nodded: "This is usually the case."

"Isn't the amount of food and grass consumed every day huge?"

"It's pretty much the same."

Du Cao stopped his movements and explained to him: "The army eats twice a day. The meal before departure in the morning is mostly steamed cakes, sweet potatoes and other foods that are easy to fill. If you are worried about being hungry on the way, you can get more. The two steamed cakes are reserved for the lunch break, and the meal at night is richer, but it is only rich in dishes. If these potato flour and flax cakes are replaced with corn that can satisfy the soldiers, it will also cost tens of car to ship."

Listening to his serious theory, Chen Zhi was speechless for a while, and thought to himself, apart from you, the Xunzhou Army who played cards out of common sense, how many troops can have enough food?

Food is expensive in today's world. Since soldiers have not fought wars, they usually have one meal a day during the march. They eat bean soup and corn porridge with wild vegetables. At most, they supply some sauce and pickles in a limited amount. , this meal almost caught up with his daily meals as a soldier Cao Cao.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhi inexplicably felt very uncomfortable. While munching on delicious food, he wondered if he would have a chance to be reused if he went to become an official in Xunzhou Prefecture.

Before he knew it, the food on the dinner plate had run out. Chen Zhi finished the last few potato shreds, and he was still a little bit unsatisfied. He knew it in his heart. When the cook asked, he should replace the flax cakes with this hot and sour potato shreds Well, anyway, he can usually eat flax cakes.

Just as he was regretting, a soldier came in and said, "Chen Yan, the Budu Dudu is here to invite you."

Hearing this, Chen Zhi came back to his senses in an instant, only to realize that he had been patronizing food and drink for so long, and hadn't found out what he wanted to inquire about.

He quickly got up and saluted Du Cao, said "Thank you for your hospitality", and then followed the soldiers to the main tent.

The sky was completely dark, and the candle lights in the main tent were flickering.

Seeing him coming in, Bu Jingyun said solemnly, "Xie and I have discussed and decided to take the army to Linling tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, hurry back to the city to report the news." Chen Zhiying said, before leaving, he asked one more question: "Dare to ask the governor, what is Xie Zong doing?"

Bu Jingyun stared at his cheeks that were reddened by the fire, and said without changing his tone: "Xie Zong is Zong Zong in Xunzhou, Zhu Jiang Xie's family, Xie Qixian."

Chen Zhi's pupils trembled slightly, after a moment of stupefaction, he immediately leaned over to salute, and strode out of the tent.

·

When the officials sent by Zhang Zifang learned the news of the fall of Donghe County, Jiang Shu was packing his things and preparing to leave work.

Since he is not a player, Bu Jingyun and Bu Jingyun naturally cannot chat in private in the way of players, so whenever the other party has news notifications, if they don't rely on the forum, they can only rely on Zhang Zifang to spread among them.

He could also use the administrator's private message to communicate secretly with the other party, but in doing so, he would expose his identity as the game GM.

Jiang Shu doesn't want to tell others about it yet.

"Donghe County fell, and Governor Meng disappeared. It was too fast." Jiang Shu muttered, frowning slightly.

What's happening now has completely deviated from his original plot line, so he doesn't know if it's normal.

But there is one thing he can remember correctly. In the original plot line, Meng Yu, the governor of Qingzhou, was not very useful when facing the Huns army, but he persisted for several months.

This time it fell so easily, was it because General Fan gave away his head in advance?

Or is Xianbei too strong?

The information sent by Bu Jingyun was limited, and Jiang Shu couldn't analyze more content without being on the scene, so he could only quietly wait for the other party's news.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, he took out the official documents that he needed to take back to the back house for processing, thought for a while, and took a new notebook from Zhifang that was very popular among the students of the county school.

The advice Qin Shang gave a few days ago is still lingering in his ears, but Jiang Shu has made a decision in his heart, and he is not ready to give up this relationship because of his status and worldly concepts.

Since the secular environment is not optimistic, it is up to him to change the world.

He is going to try to write a short story about the love between men in his spare time. Of course, such a novel cannot be given to Qin Shang by him, and the other party will not agree to publish such a story in the newspaper.

Therefore, he plans to create a literary newspaper besides "Miryang Monthly", which is dedicated to publishing various serial poems, novels, dramas, and essays. This new newspaper will be handed over to the player director.

It is true that even if such a male-female love story is published through newspapers, its influence is very limited, but Jiang Shu was not prepared to fight against everything alone.

He believes that as long as someone starts posting such content, more and more players and even indigenous people will naturally join in.

However, there are many stories that have been circulated, and over time, it will gradually have an impact on folk customs.

"Perhaps, when there is a free time, we can summon a group of new players to inject some fresh blood into the literary world..." Jiang Shu thought in his heart, picked up his things, got up and went back to the back house.