How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

"My lord protects me as an official, how about I give my lord a big gift?"

Zhuang Qingyue's words rang in her ears.

Xiao Lingfeng looked at him in surprise: "What big gift?"

Zhuang Qingyue made a fool of herself: "The prince will know when the time comes."

He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to hold the fence on the edge of the racecourse, looked far into the distance, and looked very interested in the racecourse.

Seeing his actions, Xiao Lingfeng had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn't point it out.He beckoned, and the soldiers on duty standing not far behind who raised the horses stepped forward and followed his orders to report to the two of them the situation of the horse farm in the near future.

Xiao Lingfeng asked about the number of horses one by one, and confirmed that the horses were well taken care of and had not been damaged by freezing due to the heavy snow.

Zhuang Qingyue suddenly said, "The pasture is covered with snow, so there is still food for the horses?"

The soldier smiled naively: "Military commander, don't worry, we have already dried a lot of hay before autumn, and they are stacked in the horse shed."

He pointed to a row of sheds not far away that were tightly covered on all sides: "Master Military Advisor, look, they are all over there."

Zhuang Qingyue checked the number of war horses in her heart, frowned and asked: "Hay grass takes up space, it looks like a lot but it's not so solid. Are there enough horses for the Jingbei Army?"

The soldier glanced at Xiao Lingfeng, scratched his head and said: "In addition to horse grass, we also feed soybean meal, bean cakes, and bran. There will be supplies every other month, and there will be no shortage."

Zhuang Qingyue nodded reassuringly when she heard the words, and said that the war horses of the Jingbei Army seemed to be treated well.

But he was a little bit worried, it cost a lot to raise a war horse, and he didn't know if another batch would be able to support the Jingbei Army.

Thinking about it, the bad water in Zhuang Qingyue's heart began to bubble up.

If the Jingbei Army can't afford it, then whoever has the horse will look for it. After all, the Twelve Leagues of Xisha have been nomadic for generations, and they should be very experienced in raising horses.

Xiao Lingfeng paid attention to Zhuang Qingyue's expression, taking in all the slightest changes on his face, and found it interesting for a while.

He patted the fence and attracted Zhuang Qingyue's attention: "Let's go, take another look and go back."

Zhuang Qingyue readily agreed, and the two of them turned around and walked back together after patrolling the racecourse.

After walking two steps, he suddenly frowned and glanced to the side.

"Come out." Xiao Lingfeng said in a deep voice.

After a rustling sound, Xiao Qi came out from behind the tent on the side.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Lingfeng looked at the sneaky Xiao Qi and asked with a frown.

Xiao Qi rubbed his nose, ignored Zhuang Qingyue who was beside his lord, and said without looking sideways: "Report to lord, Junshi Zhuang's tent has been installed, and I'm here to report to lord."

They returned to the camp in a hurry last night, and there was no time to prepare Zhuang Qingyue's tent, so Xiao Lingfeng had to give up his camp bed to Zhuang Qingyue, and spent the night by himself on the low couch.

Hearing Xiao Qi's report at this moment, Xiao Lingfeng thought it was time to go and have a look, so he ordered "lead the way" by the way, and the three of them went to the newly set up military tent together.

Xiao Qi didn't expect that the prince would go over to check in person, his brows twitched, and he led the way with a bitter face.

The further he walked, the more strange Xiao Lingfeng's expression became.

After stopping in front of the military division's tent, Xiao Lingfeng looked around, couldn't help frowning and said, "Why are you in such a remote place?"

It's almost close to the edge of the camp, so it's a better position than the leader of the team.

"Nonsense!" he said in a dark voice.

Xiao Qi in front shrank his neck, and quickly put on a troubled look: "Reporting to my lord, your tent is surrounded by the tents of General Pang, General Zhai, and General Liu. It's unfortunate that Junjun Zhuang came, and it's not easy for the subordinates to call me." The other three generals make room..."

At this point, Xiao Lingfeng was about to laugh angrily.

It's just that before he spoke, Zhuang Qingyue, who had been silent all the way, spoke before him: "It's okay, although this place is far away from the prince, it's better than being clean."

He looked at Xiao Qi with a relaxed expression: "I happen to be happy and quiet, and General Xiao's arrangement is exactly what I want. General Xiao is bothering you."

Xiao Qi quietly raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingyue's expression, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he meant it literally or was mocking it.

Xiao Lingfeng turned his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingyue, seeing that he really didn't care, he sighed and said, "I've wronged you."

I thought about finding other generals to coordinate in private.After all, how can there be a military division account that is separated by thousands of miles from the commander-in-chief account of the Chinese army?

As he said that, he stepped forward and opened the curtain himself: "Go ahead and have a look."

Xiao Qi couldn't stop him, and watched Xiao Lingfeng walk in.

The furnishings in the tent can almost be described as crude.A low table, a screen, and a bed are gone.

Oh, and also.There are also withered yellow grass stalks that have not been hoeed in a hurry, sticking their heads out from the short height.

Xiao Qi stood aside tremblingly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.He reflected and felt that he was still too small. Even if Zhuang Qingyue was a big disaster, he didn't need to embarrass others about these trivial matters.

It's all right now, if he lifts a rock and hits his own foot, the prince must be angry and punish him.

He lowered his eyes and waited for a while, but he didn't hear anything.

Xiao Qi couldn't help but raised his head, and saw Xiao Lingfeng walking to the side of the bed, and personally pressed the quilt on the bed with his hands.

In such a cold weather, the bedding is easy to be cold, and the tents were set up in a hurry. When setting up, they only looked at the ice, snow and weeds, and did not do any extra treatment, so they were quite attacked by moisture.So the quilt became more damp and cold.

Just touching it with his hands, Xiao Lingfeng frowned, how could this be a decent place to live?

If this squeamish young master is really allowed to live in this tent, he will probably be too sick from the cold.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lingfeng turned his head and told Xiao Qi: "Move this bed to my tent, and the military master will deal with it in my tent for a few days."

Xiao Qi muffled yes.

"Take the quilt and re-dry it before sending it back." Xiao Lingfeng glanced at Xiao Qi, paused and said, "Go and bake it yourself, and when it's done, you'll have dinner."

Xiao Qi's expression twisted for a moment, but finally he still didn't dare to resist.

Zhuang Qingyue hid her hands in the big sleeves of her toga, pinched her own palm hard, and then held back her laughter.

However, although Zhuang Qingyue's expression was as calm as ever, Xiao Qi felt that he must have evil intentions in his heart at this moment.

So when passing by Zhuang Qingyue with the quilt in her arms, she still couldn't help giving him a hard look.

Zhuang Qingyue was amused in her heart, but she still looked back at Xiao Qi generously with a smile on her face.

Xiao Lingfeng didn't notice the eye contact between the two, and when he saw Xiao Qi going out, he turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingyue: "Xi Le and the others should be here tonight or tomorrow morning, when the time comes, ask them to tidy up a tent again, and you can move it again." Let's go."

Zhuang Qingyue bent her eyes: "It's all up to the prince's orders."

Coming out of the military division's tent, Xiao Lingfeng looked at the gloomy sky, and then led the people back to the commander's tent.

He has not been in the army for the past few days, and the military affairs have accumulated a lot of cases, which urgently need to be dealt with by him.

Even though Xiao Lingfeng had already asked Zhuang Qingyue to become a military adviser, he should avoid suspicion for important military affairs.

What's more, thinking about what Zhuang Qingyue will do in the future, Xiao Lingfeng didn't dare to give him full trust when he didn't figure out the cause and effect, and didn't break people into the same camp.

So he found a few books from nowhere, and handed them to Zhuang Qingyue: "Read the books to relieve boredom?"

Seeing that he was going to deal with military affairs, Zhuang Qingyue was curious, but she still held back the thought of prying, took the book with interest, and sat down on the low couch away from the desk.

Flipping through the books in her hand, she found that they were some travel notes that recorded the local conditions and customs of the Northwest. Zhuang Qingyue was surprised for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Xiao Lingfeng.

However, the book is indeed a good book, and I don't know who wrote it. It contains all the flavors and delicacies of the Northwest. Zhuang Qingyue was fascinated by reading it just after turning a few pages, and gradually forgot about the investigation. military mind.

Seeing that he was engrossed in reading the book, Xiao Lingfeng unconsciously smiled, and then credited Shi Shi, who had sent the book, from the bottom of his heart.

Then he also sank his mind and read the battle report in his hand.

After reading a few copies, Xiao Lingfeng felt his eyes were a little tired.When I looked up, I realized that the sky had already darkened.

He moved his shoulders, got up and lit the lamp, and found that Zhuang Qingyue was still holding the book, unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment, and didn't even frown.

The candle flames danced, casting dim light in the tent, adding a bit of warmth to the tent out of thin air.

Xiao Lingfeng shook his head, turned around and sat down by the desk again, and picked up a new slip.

After reading a few words, Xiao Lingfeng paused.

It was that night that he asked Shi Shi to write his opinions on how to rectify the important affairs of the border defense and how to eliminate omissions and strictly guard the cell.

It's not how good or bad Shi Shi's writing is, but that he remembered the cause of Lao Wen's death that night he didn't have time to ask Zhuang Qingyue.

Zhuang Qingyue turned another page of the travel notes in her hand, and suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the room was a little too quiet. He raised his head and glanced at Xiao Lingfeng, and saw that the man was holding two pieces of paper in a daze.

He didn't care, and continued to look down at the book.

However, Xiao Lingfeng noticed his gaze and suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at Zhuang Qingyue who was on the low couch, and asked without beginning or end: "If your companion is captured, will you rescue him or kill him?"

Zhuang Qingyue was stunned, raised her head from the book, and said without thinking: "If it's a companion, then I must do my best to save it."

Xiao Lingfeng sized him up, as if trying to discern how sincere his words were.At the end, he asked again: "If you don't save but kill, then what is it for?"

Zhuang Qingyue's eyes flickered, and then she looked straight back at Xiao Lingfeng: "If you don't save but kill, it means that you are not a companion. Doesn't the prince even understand this?"

His expression was natural, as if he was answering Xiao Lingfeng's question, but also with some other deep meaning.

Xiao Lingfeng nodded, put away the paper in his hand and put it aside: "I understand."