The happy life of the devil and the devil

When the luggage transported in the pass was late for the first time, they had just returned from catching swans from the northeast and returned to King Xi's tent.

According to the system, the supplies and rewards transported from the pass should arrive at the king's tent on the same day or one day in advance.However, this year encountered a severe snowstorm, which caused the convoy to arrive three days late, and only half of them arrived smoothly.The goods that were sent to the destination were all light and valuable goods, such as fodder, charcoal, and even spirits. Two-thirds of them were stranded on the way because the vehicles were damaged.

Then, King Xi passed away.Yuan Shao urgently sent an order to the capital, changing the list of required materials.This batch of things was never delivered at all - it took some time to raise the materials, and when they were finally sent out of the customs, they caught up with the invasion of the northern barbarians. To be safe, Yuan Shao ordered them to be returned to the customs for the time being.Next, the imperial camp was besieged for ten days.

But even so, Yuan Shao's frown became tighter and tighter as the luggage that should have arrived disappeared without a trace.No forage means that the cattle and sheep will starve to death on the way; no charcoal fire means that the captives will freeze to death on the snowfield.The harvest gained from the bloody battle may be greatly damaged, and the captives who cannot survive may even fight desperately for their lives...

Children don't understand the worries of adults.For the little guy who was firmly under the wings, the disappointment of the supply team only meant that the smiles on the faces of the emperor and the master became less and less, and the meals on the table became more and more monotonous.

For two consecutive days, Yuan Shao only had one dinner with him every day, and Ling Yucheng simply showed his face in the afternoon.On the third night, neither Master nor Father appeared at all. After listening to the sentence "Your Highness, please eat by yourself", the little guy looked at the same bowl of boiled beef, a small bowl of boiled beef, Pot of lamb and scorpion soup, a bowl of braised beef tendon in brown sauce, and a bowl of roasted mutton with mushrooms, finally pushed the bowl away, and fell down on the table in frustration:

"Eat this every day! I want to eat chicken drumsticks! I want to eat fried shrimp! I want to eat radish, cucumber, and cabbage!"

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, the little guy didn't even care about the food on the table, and his temper ran out of the tent.He kicked the snow aimlessly a few times, rubbed two more balls of snow and smashed them hard on the tent. He still felt uneasy. Seeing the small tents of his companions standing beside him, he casually nodded to the guards at the entrance of the tents. He raised his head, lifted the curtain, and rushed in with a sullen head.

"Your Highness—"

"Your Highness!"

There was a crashing sound.The eight companions who were eating were all startled by him, they all put down their bowls and chopsticks, stood up and saluted.Yuen Long was a little unhappy when he rushed in, but as soon as he got in, he immediately put on the prince's airs, and nodded kindly and reservedly:

"Free gift!"

With a glance, eight people sat around a table. Apart from a stack of pancakes for each person, there was only a large plate full of mutton on the table, and there were even bloodshot spots between the bones.The bread was cold and hard, and it looked like it had no appetite at all.A charcoal basin was lit in the innermost part of the tent, and the two oldest companions were quickly withdrawing their hands. The bread that had just been put back on the table was still covered with dust, and it was exuding a faint smell of burnt aroma. Just halfway through the charcoal grill.

Xiaoshi suddenly felt that his temper was very unreasonable.

Yes, these companions of mine are all under the name of the Jinwu Guard, because they are young, have no job or title, and eat the lowest class of soldiers in the Jinwu Guard, which is several grades worse than the treatment of the prince.But they only have one dish that they can still swallow, and the four dishes on their table are all meaty and plain, so why should they pick and choose?

He sat down on the head end of the table, broke off a corner of the bread and bit it down.The dead flour pancakes without oil and salt are heavy in the hand, even if they are baked, they don't taste much.Yuen Long tried not to show any abnormality, swallowed reluctantly, looked around and smiled, "Why are you standing? Sit down and eat together. Is it possible that there are too few dishes on the table, and I will chew you too?"

This joke is really not very clever, the youngsters haven't cultivated to the state where the master will unconditionally support whatever they say, so they just laughed a few times in response.Dalutie was the oldest, stepped forward and bowed at this moment: "How dare I wait? I'm just afraid that the food will be too monotonous and I will wrong the master."

"What's the matter!" Little Eleven waved his hands indifferently. "You guys can eat it, but I can't eat it? It's just too boring to eat alone—" He said, calling "Come on", and ordered: "Bring my food here too, everyone eat together!"

Not long after, a tangy aroma lingered in the small tent.Seeing his companions salivating, and their chopsticks falling like raindrops, Yuen Long suddenly felt that the food he despised just now became sweeter.After rushing to finish the meal, the little guy wiped his mouth contentedly, and picked up the teacup leisurely.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the dust on the roof of the tent rustled down.Before Xiao Shiyi had time to regret the tea in his hand, he heard people yelling from a distance, and the guard standing at the door opened the curtain and barged in without waiting for a call.

"Your Highness, come with us!"

Before he even had time to ask what happened, Yuen Long was caught between two guards and got out of the tent, and he couldn't help but hug the horse.There were chaotic footsteps of varying severity behind him, and it was his companions who followed, and then he leaned back slightly, bouncing up and down with the horse.

The night sky was dark, and the lights at the surrounding tents had all been extinguished at some point.Yuen Long sat on the horseback and looked around. The helpless person was wrapped in the middle of the small team, and there were guards with companions on the front, back, left, and right. Further outside, soldiers in black and black armor formed a circle, and the night was dark. Among them, this silent and firm iron wall seems to be the darkness itself.

Even though no one spoke, the current atmosphere had already made Yuen Long's heart thump.He pursed his lips tightly to avoid making any untimely sounds, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in the leather rein, until he pinched his nails a little painfully.Front, back, left, and right, no one spoke at this time, and everyone just walked in silence, until a very familiar tent grew bigger and bigger before their eyes——

Until, it covered the entire line of sight, and also blocked the fire that seemed to burn the sky in the extreme distance.

Yuen Long recognized that it was Xuanjiawei's tent of the Chinese army.Ling Yucheng's identity is also due to the fact that he often gives lectures on military law. This tent is much taller than the surrounding military tents. At this moment, there is a circle of guards standing outside. Seeing them coming, they all bowed their heads silently.Before Yuen Long had time to take a closer look, he was crowded into the tent without touching the ground.

Just like in Jinshen Hall, he also had a place in this tent during the day. When Ling Yucheng was dealing with military affairs, he was by the side, reading, practicing calligraphy, or riding horses, doing things that would not make noise and affect others. homework.However, at this time, the solemn and majestic tent of the Chinese army was completely different from what he remembered.

There was only a small lamp lit in the tent, and there were many figures in the dimness, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard from time to time.Xiao Shiyi blinked his eyes several times before he got used to the light in the tent. He saw the front half of the big tent, bounded by the tiger case in the center, bustling with people.

At a glance, there are at least seventy or eighty blankets spread on the ground, and it is clear that these Xuanjiawei soldiers made the floor in the big tent.At this moment, they have all got up, put on their belts one after another, and checked their bows and knives.Although there were a large number of people, no one whispered to each other. If it weren't for the occasional collision of armor leaves and scabbards, it would have been suspected that there were a group of ghosts floating in the tent of the Chinese army.

Yuen Long carefully took the guard's hand and walked between the rolled or half-rolled blankets, trying not to trip himself to the ground.The human wall parted silently, and then quietly closed again, covering their group airtightly.Further forward, there was a screen separating the front and back tents. Two soldiers stood standing with swords on each side. The black military uniforms on their bodies seemed to absorb all light and sound.

Behind them, there was a dark silence.

Bypassing the screen, boxes of maps and documents piled up high and high, filling the bottom of the desk to the brim.Turning a small turn, there is a specially made low table and chairs, which is the place where Yuen Long does his daily homework.

This is the confidant's vital point of the entire Xuanjiawei, and it is also the safest place.Considering that Ling Yucheng often kissed Shi Shishi, even if there were many guards around him, he might not be as safe as the Chinese army tent.

The leading guards had already lit candles and waited for the little prince to sit down.The young companions stood on one side with wild goose wings, and behind and on both sides, Ling Yucheng personally pointed out to his guards to stand with their knives on them, without looking sideways.

Only then did Little Eleven dare to let out a breath.After receiving the tea from the guard at the right time, he took a big gulp in a disguised way, but almost immediately spit it out.Not wanting to lose his composure in front of Master's people, he reluctantly swallowed slowly, adjusted his breath, and asked impatiently:

"What's going on outside? How is Master?"

Remember to keep your volume down when speaking, and try not to tremble in your tone.It's just that the child who has just turned six years old, although he tried his best to hold on, in the eyes of adults, he is also supporting and pretending to be calm.

"Young master, don't be alarmed." Xiao Ran, who was leading the attendant on the little prince, took a step forward and knelt down on one knee—although in Yuen Long's view, this movement was mostly to accommodate his height:

"There's nothing serious going on outside, and I came here to protect the young master just in case. Your Majesty and Your Excellency have long been prepared, and no matter how much trouble those captives make, they won't be able to turn the world around."

It turned out that Master had already made preparations.In other words, sending someone to protect him was also what Master told him in advance.Sure enough, it was Master, no matter what happened, the first thing that came to mind was his safety.

"But……"

The blazing flames that he glimpsed before entering, and the shouts of killing that became louder because of the silence of the team around him, always made Yuen Long unable to calm down.The master is very powerful, but according to my father, the number of prisoners brought back this time is tens of thousands, which is many times that of the soldiers and horses of the retinue!

In the battle a few days ago, Master was not unharmed...

The outside could not be seen from inside the large tent of the Chinese army, and even if one could hear it, the distant sounds were completely blocked out by the heavy tents.But it is because I can't see or hear anything, and guessing and trying to figure it out, it makes people feel uneasy.

"Young master, rest in peace. When you wake up, you will be back. If you can't sleep well, how can you let the adults rest assured?"

After repeated persuasion, the night was getting dark, Yuen Long finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and wrapped himself in a blanket and clothes, he lay crookedly on the small couch.And where he couldn't hear or see, in the prisoner camp on the outermost side of the team——

Fight fiercely.

The author has something to say: Little Eleven, you are so gratifying that you have finally learned to be a little self-willed...

Da Miao said that if something happens, take the little guy to a safe place and hide it...