Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

In the Xuanqi military camp, Gongsun You neatly put away his little luggage, and walked around the camp with his hands behind his back.

He and a few dark guards were all brought by His Highness. Zong Luo didn't explain any arrangements, so he rode Zhao Yebai and ran away. After a while, Mu Yuanlong didn't know what to do, so he only let them go into the tent. Put your luggage away and assign sleeping bags separately.

Probably after Zong Luo left, the rain stopped after about an hour.

The rain came and went fast. As if the water that poured down in the middle was nothing but the anger of the Thunder God, the rain turned sunny when the mood was good.

It started to rain in the afternoon, and now it is not long into the night, and the military dinner has not been used.

"Go tidy up and get the dry firewood out."

After the rain stopped, the mysterious cavalry came out one after another from the military tent.

Mu Yuanlong skillfully instructed them to clean the ground full of puddles, and then built a simple food shelf and hung a small boiler on it. The firewood is piled up below, and the tinder is put on it. After rubbing it, the flames rise.

The cavalrymen skillfully added cold water to the boiler, and when the cold water inside boiled, they slowly took out some mushy things from the sack, added it to the hot water, took out a can, and poured it from the inside. Get some pickles.

Gongsun You watched this scene with interest, and suddenly asked: "What is this mush?"

The cavalry was stunned for a moment, and only after seeing that he was brought by His Highness did he answer: "If you go back to the doctor, this is a soup cake. A soup cake made of wheat flour."

As soon as he mentioned wheat, Gongsun You's eyes flashed.

The staple food of the Dayuan people is rice produced by rice, and wheat is a product introduced from the Western Regions hundreds of years ago.

A country occupies one of the most favorable terrains in the great wilderness, and its grain output is extremely rich. More than a hundred years ago, the army had hit the foot of the Great Yuan Imperial City, which accelerated the process of moving the capital of the clan.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Back then, when Emperor Yuan Yuchao personally sent troops to Aguo, no one was optimistic. In the end, what no one expected was that Da Yuan really won this granary with abundant supplies.

"What about this?" he asked, pointing to the jar of the unknown.

"This is a pickle, something that His Highness researched at the beginning." The cavalry said: "It's troublesome to bring salt on the march, order this and you can cook a pot of soup directly. This is what Da Yuan's army eats. But this stuff is salty. Very, can only put a little into the pot, and then cook and eat."

Is it pickles? !

Gongsun You was a little surprised.

In the past, there were people who specialized in making pickles, the purpose of which was to preserve vegetables in winter. But generally, most of them are ordinary pickles, and some large families will store them in cellars, and will not use such a method of losing the taste.

This jar of pickles is different from the pickles that Gongsun You are most familiar with. A lot of salt is added to it, which also solves the problem of eating salt.

Salt is a special product of the Yue Kingdom. In the past, the merchants in Dayuan had to buy from the Yue Kingdom. Later, after the Yue Kingdom was conquered, there was no shortage of salt used in the military, but this method was retained.

Gongsun You didn't ask any more questions, but fell into thought.

Since ancient times, the issue of military supplies has been a major problem.

It is often said that the troops and horses are not moved, and the food and grass go first. If the food and grass are not in place, no matter how brave the army is, there is still nothing they can do.

Although he stayed in a hermit family when he studied art, it did not mean he was isolated from the world.

Gongsun You knew that in the early years when Da Yuan had not conquered so many countries, the third prince brought Xuanqi with him.

Because of the high mobility of the cavalry, the third prince could accurately predict where the enemy's grain and forage were hidden, and he was able to grab a big victory almost every time.

The enemy army was stolen food and grass, not to mention the chaos of the army, at least it was impossible to fight a long-consuming battle with Xuanqi. This gave the rear an opportunity to hold the army, and several famous battles were created in this way.

Gongsun You is ambitious, he is good at military strategy, although he can also be in a corner of the court, but he wants to add a foot to the achievements of no one before and no one to come, and shine.

From the first glance he saw Zong Luo at the Baijia Banquet, he knew that His Highness was definitely not something in the pool. Allegiance to hunting is also a wild gamble for him.

Time has shown that he was right.

From the prince who Emperor Yuan didn't take seriously, to the prince under one person, to the permission to command the army.

The tyrant's love for his heir was beyond words and need not be speculated.

After the incident of Zong Chengsi, the imperial city was full of turmoil, and the forces behind the fifth prince and the sixth prince were as obedient as quails.

In fact, from his point of view, Emperor Yuan specifically agreed that his prince should leave at this time, but he also wanted the prince who he valued not to get involved in the struggle in the imperial city.

Judging from the news released before he left, Emperor Yuan was determined to reappear the bloodbath of the imperial city again, to establish himself as a tyrant, and to pave the way for the next heir.

He has no doubt that when His Royal Highness leads his troops back to the court in a few months, the messy forces in the imperial city will have long been wiped out.

And His Royal Highness is fine, but he is not ruthless enough to kill the grass. In addition, His Royal Highness is a famous general, and it is much better to shine on the battlefield than to engage in dirty politics/struggle in the imperial city.

Just as Gongsun You's brain was running fast and he began to think about the intentions of those in power, a familiar and hesitant voice suddenly came from in front of him: "You...are you not the advisor next to Brother Four Emperors?"

Zong Ruichen with tongs stood in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Gongsun You whispered, "Your Highness the Eighth."

Meeting Zong Ruichen here was indeed beyond Gongsun You's expectations.

However, after thinking about it, it is not surprising that His Highness's love and attention to the Eighth Prince was on weekdays, and that even the Xuanqi Barracks could come and go at will, and to assign Deputy General Mu to teach martial arts.

Most importantly, looking at Zong Ruichen's appearance, he knew that His Highness did not plan to let His Highness the Eighth Highness face the sword, light and sword shadow for the first time on the battlefield. Instead, he should still do logistical work, such as passing documents and the like, and feel the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Previously, Gongsun You followed Zong Chengsi and met Zong Ruichen several times. When the fourth prince introduced him, he also said that he was a very powerful counselor.

But looking at Zong Ruichen's appearance, the lord didn't tell him the news of his undercover, it's normal to feel confused.

So Gongsun You started to make up a story without any guilt: "If something like that happened to His Royal Highness, our disciples have to choose another master. Fortunately, His Royal Highness appreciated it, and he followed me."

"I see."

Zong Ruichen nodded, put down the tongs in his hand, and turned back to the tent.

......

After the Xuanqis finished their dinner and extinguished the burning fire in the camp, leaving only the one in the center, Mu Yuanlong could not wait for His Highness to return.

Taking advantage of the free time, he worried about the main account.

Generally speaking, the main tent is only used by the main general, and the deputy generals can only live in smaller tents.

However, although His Highness has taken over the command now, the King of Beining is still in the army.

They are also famous generals, and there is no additional order from the sage, so he can't treat the King of Beining as a lieutenant. Taking 10,000 steps back, this is also a serious prince, and in terms of standard treatment, he will not be inferior to the main general.

However...they left the imperial city this time with only a large tent.

It is impossible to put both His Royal Highness and the King of Beining in the main tent.

While Mu Yuanlong was worried, there was the sound of horse hooves from outside the barracks.

"Your Highness! You are back!"

When he walked out quickly, the prince in white came down from Zhao Yebai and patted the latter's beautiful mane as a reward.

After chasing and galloping all the way and forcibly drying with internal force, Zong Luo's clothes were a little damp and hung on his body half dry. However, as long as the discerning person can see the traces soaked by rainwater on it, there are also large areas of diluted sludge.

"Third brother, you are back!"

Zong Ruichen, who was holding a box of letters, lit up, ran over in a hurry, and passed behind him without a trace: "Where's the King of Beining?"

Zong Luo said lightly, "I don't know."

He really didn't know.

On the vast wilderness, after saying the retaliatory "because you fell in love with me", Zong Luo lay on his back with a sarcastic smile on his face, waiting for Yu Beizhou's response.

Just like the sentence "Are you in love with me?", the original intention was to disgust Yu Beizhou, but when he said it, he seemed to be asking himself.

However, the latter sentence is a declarative sentence, with a stronger aggressiveness, more capable of stabbing others, and hitting the red heart.

Unexpectedly, Yu Beizhou said nothing.

Neither was stabbed in the foot, rebutted in anger, nor simply broke the jar.

The young man in red kept the posture of pressing him under him, and was silent for a long time, like a silent statue.

Finally, he finally got up, took a deep look at Zong Luo, and left without looking back.

From beginning to end, not a word was said.

This made Zong Luo feel absurd in his heart.

Half a year ago, after Yu Beizhou told him the truth about his life experience, he did the same, turned around and left without saying a word.

Now it's all over again. Just switch positions.

The only difference is that Yu Beizhou's expression is very calm. Zong Luo didn't know why he left, but it was definitely not the pain-filled state he was in.

Yu Beizhou's reaction was undoubtedly the fact that he successfully hit the opponent's dead end.

Zongluo should have been happy.

However, he was not in the good mood he had imagined, but was rather irritable.

Before saying these words, he was certain that Yu Beizhou was running away, afraid, fearful, and the dead duck was stubborn. Mingming had already fallen in love, but was afraid to admit it.

After speaking, Zong Luo realized that he might have made a mistake.

But what was wrong, he couldn't figure out.

Mu Yuanlong asked in a low voice, "Then can I send someone to look for it?"

"No need." Zong Luo waved his hand and said no more.

He walked back to the tent.

There were not many things in the tent, and it was obvious that Yu Beizhou didn't bring anything with him when he left the imperial city.

In a trance, Zong Luo suddenly remembered something he once said.

‘Admit it, Yu Beizhou, you are not as easy as you have shown. ’

It was only now that he finally understood.

After Zongluo picked it up, Yu Beizhou's look... was not the struggle of the escapist after facing the reality, but rather dazed.

It's like a child who has never gotten this toy. When someone pointed out the existence of the toy for the first time, when he lowered his head and found that his hands were empty, his face was dazed.