Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"How long can it last? I want an exact date."

Jiang Ziya knew very well that this food and grass issue would become his biggest crisis in office.

If it is not handled well, it is very likely that many people in Xiqi and even Xibohou will be disappointed.

Of course, he can also pass this responsibility to others, but judging from this situation, it is obviously not possible.

Apart from Xibohou, he seems to have become the second most powerful person in Xiqi.

With the army pressing down on the border, who could he turn to for food and grass?

Xibohou?

Do not make jokes!

"As long as we continue to maintain military readiness, we can probably hold on for another fifteen days." Buji replied in a low voice.

After all, this problem is really too big.

"Fifteen days..."

"Master, if we collect food from the people of Xiqi City, it is expected that we can survive for another two months, but then the people will most likely face the same danger as us."

Bukit gives advice.

This is the only way he can think of, to delay for a while,

Only in this way can we have enough time to prepare food and grass.

"No!" Jiang Ziya categorically denied, "We must not requisition the people's food. If we fail to handle the people's disengagement, our affairs will be ruined."

This seriousness is far more terrifying than the fact that the army is out of food at this moment.

"Then disciple..." Wu Ji was speechless.

Mainly because he really couldn't think of a solution.

"I'll try to see if I can discuss disarmament with the Marquis. Only in this way can we persist until the next quarter's food harvest."

Jiang Ziya sighed helplessly.

In the face of possible mutiny, the only option is to compromise with disarmament.

"But the merchant army outside the city..." Wu Ji said again.

"I know!" Jiang Ziya said coldly, "Even if the army is reduced, Deng Chanyu will never be able to capture Xiqi with a mere [-] troops."

"Wuji, don't you have confidence in being a teacher?"

Jiang Ziya's tone was slightly colder.

"This disciple has absolutely no such thoughts, please forgive me, Master." Wu Ji quickly knelt down and begged Jiang Ziya for forgiveness.

In the world of Bukit, without him Jiang Ziya, there would be no Bukit today.

Wu Ji is willing to repay Jiang Ziya's kindness with his life.

"You go down first, I'll think of a way."

Jiang Ziya issued an order to expel guests.

.......

"Is the army preparing to run out of food?

Nezha, who had been dragging Yuan Hong around the military camp for the past few days, had just begun today when he received news from the grain officer.

The distribution of grain and grass next month will be delayed.

No news of food shortage was given, but Nezha had already guessed it.

If there is no problem, then why is the distribution of food delayed?

Isn't this a sign that food is about to run out?

"This is a big problem."

Nezha frowned.

No matter what time it is, food and grass are always the first priority when the army marches.

As the saying goes, the three armies have not moved, and the food and grass will go first.

Its important charm is not obvious.

"How long can our army have enough food?"

The grain officer thought for a while and said: "Back to the general, the grain we have stored can probably last about 20 days. If we reduce the daily consumption by one-third, it can be extended by ten days."

"A month..."

It seems that this month is the limit.

Nezha asked the grain officer to go down first, saying that someone would solve the matter.

"Nezha, what should we do now?"

As soon as the grain officer left, Princess Longji couldn't wait to ask questions.

"What should I do?" Nezha looked at Princess Long Ji in surprise, "It's time to train, it's time to rest, and follow the usual plan."

"Eh?" Princess Longji was dumbfounded.

"You are so stupid. Nezha means that this matter is not his business."

Even Yuan Hong, who was in a daze, couldn't stand it and said: "The overall meaning is that if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up."

After saying that, Yuan Hong looked at the sky again in confusion.

"Hey, is that so?" Princess Longji tilted her head and looked at Nezha, "I thought you would find a way to solve it, Nezha, so as to enhance your prestige in the army."

"unnecessary."

"Prestige is enough. There is no need to show off your sharpness." Nezha began to drag Yuan Hong to watch the soldiers training again.

Although Princess Longji couldn't figure it out, she didn't continue to struggle.

Anyway, she only needs to do what Nezha said, and she doesn't need to worry about things that require her brain.

This is also roughly what the Jade Emperor warned her.

...Although Nezha was not entangled on his side, Yang Jian was entangled on his side.

Jiang Ziya summoned all the three generations of disciples of Chanjiao that night to find a way. Tu Xingsun, Yang Jian, and Lei Zhenzi were all there.

As for Huang Tianhua, he has not returned yet.

then….

A dramatic scene occurred.

Following Nezha, who usually barbecues exotic animal meat in the mansion, Yang Jian is watching.

"Brother Nezha, you think of a solution. How do you think this food problem should be solved?"

Nezha took a bite of ferocious meat and said very depressedly: "How do I know? I am not omnipotent."

In fact, Nezha didn't want to get involved in this troubled situation.

It is inevitable that the problem will be solved, but there will definitely be a lot of trouble.

Nezha was not taught by them, so there was no need to involve him.

With the character of the teacher, there is no guarantee that there will be a few backers in the end.

When the problem can be solved, he, who is not a teacher, will become the first target.

He is not stupid.

Anyway, with Xibohou and Master Ji Fa here, the army under his command will never be short of rations.

And as long as Nezha doesn't get involved, Nezha can't be blamed for this incident.

I am dedicated to fighting, so any logistical problems are none of my business!

"Second brother."

Yang Chan glared at Yang Jian, cut the roasted meat in her hand and gave it to Yang Jian and Nezha.

"Third sister, I'm in a hurry right now, so just..."

Yang Jian, who planned to hold on to Nezha, was soon shocked by Yang Chan's stern gaze. He lowered his head and stuffed the barbecue into his mouth and shut up.

The Roaring Sky Dog looked at such an embarrassing master and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Nezha curled his lips, thinking that this girl control really had no human rights.

It's not like me who is light-hearted and only pursues the road to immortality.

Thinking that Yang Jian was miserable, he thought that he might as well find some fun for him.

So Nezha looked at Princess Longji and said, "Since there is a problem with food and grass, I think the Marquis Mansion will temporarily cut off the monthly salary of each general's mansion."

"Long Ji, don't you have a good relationship with Chang'e? Why don't you go get some laurel flowers and bring them back to make cakes? Then for this reason, you can stop by the heaven and bring back some spiritual rice to last for a while."

According to Deng Chanyu’s current urine behavior.

Nezha easily guessed that the other party wanted to fight a war of attrition.

So this war may not end within a few years.

Or perhaps it cannot be stopped at all, and this war will continue until the Shang Dynasty is destroyed.

"also."

"Bring some spiritual rice back to improve our food. It just so happens that eating too much spiritual rice can deepen the spiritual power in our bodies."

When Nezha opens his mouth, Princess Longji will naturally not refuse.

Besides, eating spiritual rice is indeed better than eating ordinary rice.

Although they all don't need to eat, Nezha is different from other immortal cultivators.

As long as conditions permit, Nezha will never miss three meals a day.

Sometimes there is even an extra midnight snack.

Moreover, the kitchen utensils and seasonings made by Nezha can make the food more delicious.

"Three Eyes over there, I'm thinking that Long Ji might encounter danger on his way to the Moon Palace. Do you want to follow me?"

"Ah? Me!" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, it's you." Nezha said impatiently, "So are you going or not?"

"Go!" Yang Jian replied decisively.

.......

"Brother-in-law, you are afraid that my sister will be in danger. Why don't you go with me?"

A discordant voice came.

The eighth princess was suddenly frightened by two fierce eyes and lowered her head.

Especially Yang Jian, his eyes seemed to be looking at the enemy who killed his father.

Full of killing intent.

"Second brother, aren't you busy dealing with the food problem? Why don't you let me accompany you..."

Yang Chan was interrupted by Yang Jian before she could finish speaking.

"Third sister, what nonsense are you talking about? Can food issues be more important than Junior Sister Longji's safety?"

Yang Jian said swornly: "In short, I will take over this matter without any hesitation!"