In the big tent, Feng Jingting wore a homely robe today, the half-old moon white straight, loosely knotted with green silk, and was standing in front of the bookcase looking down at something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lord Wang?" Guo Wenying called tentatively.

"Wait. Feng Jingting didn't even raise his eyes, staring intently at the case.

Guo Wenying was asking for help today, and she didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she had to take her mouth and wait obediently. I secretly wondered in my heart that the worm of that day, he wouldn't retaliate again, right? The more he pondered, the more bottomless he became, his head hung lower, and he became more cautious.

The room was quiet, and only the sound of Feng Jingting's fingers rubbing on the paper could be heard, and she followed the sound to see that he was looking at a map that drew the terrain of the northwest border. She was a little relieved, and sure enough, she confirmed her guess and was ready to go to war. But even so, it was not so easy to get him to agree to her request.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see him raise his eyes, and he didn't feel sore legs when he stood dry, but the smile on his face was a little unbearable.

After a long cup of tea, Feng Jingting raised his head and glanced at her, and Guo Wenying hurriedly greeted her with a smile.

"What's the matter?" he asked, looking down again.

"Lord Wang, the supply of food and grass in the army can't keep up, and the soldiers are about to run out of food to eat, what can you do?" Guo Wenying said with a smile.

"Isn't there you, the quartermaster, who came to ask this king what he does?"

Looking at his casual appearance, Guo Wenying was so angry in his heart, he knew that he would say so. She's a quartermaster, and he's also the marshal of the Northwest Army.

deliberately put up two sentences, and thought of the last time he was taken back by the old emperor to scold a dog with a bloody head and a hundred sticks in order to collect grain, and he was embarrassed to scold people with a belly full of scolding.

To be honest, whether or not he can find food is really not something that he, the king of the county, can manage. The vicinity of the Hirohito Pass is full of mountains, and there are only a few thousand acres of land in Songcheng alone to grow crops, and that bit of land is impossible to feed these 200,000 people. You can't rob your house, you can't find people to rob you, how can you get past this hurdle if you don't want to have a bad idea?

He was depressed in his heart, but the smile on his face was even bigger, "Look, Lord Wang, this is about to go to war, we can't let the soldiers go to the battlefield hungry, right?"

Feng Jingting snorted twice, the last time he entered Beijing, he made a lot of nonsense in the court, offended the household department and the military department, and shouted and scolded the officials of the six departments, "You officials in the court, drink wine and eat meat all day long, do you know that the soldiers in front are hungry and go to the battlefield hungry? They are so hungry that they can only drink the blood of Wara, eat the flesh of Wara, stab them with a knife, and refuse to let go even when the intestines are dragged out, how tragic this is." You are not afraid of nightmares like this, thousands of headless soldiers who are full of intestines are looking for you to take revenge?"

Of course, what he said was nonsense, and the soldiers were not hungry enough to drink human blood, but the people of Nanqi believed in ghosts and gods the most, and he said it too fiercely, and finally suppressed the crooked courtiers. Later, it was the old emperor who 'fought for righteousness' and made him suffer a hundred sticks before he finally got the grain back. Although the 100 sticks were finally divided among 20 people, how many sticks were hit on him?

That's not food, that's life, it's life.

Guo Wenying looked at his affectionate and hateful look, and was really afraid that he would say the words "If you don't want food, you will die". Ai Ai said: "Lord Wang, this battalion of soldiers are all your subordinates, you want to fight, you can't force them to death, right?"

These words completely annoyed Feng Jingting, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it this king who forced them to death?"

Guo Wenying saw that he was angry, and hurriedly knelt down, "Lord Wang, I was wrong, I was in a hurry, I didn't cover my mouth, you have a lot, spare me this time." ”

"Didn't you hold your mouth?" he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, no, it's black and white upside down, right and wrong are not distinguished, madness, the prince loves soldiers like a son, how can he do things that despise soldiers, the prince will definitely end up in the problem of lack of food, so that the 200,000 soldiers of Nanqi will miss you for the rest of their lives. "It's a proper sycophant.

Feng Jingting ignored her, picked up a book on the table to read, accidentally touched the inkstone, and got some ink on his hands.

He frowned, "Go get me a basin of water." ”

Guo Wenying hurriedly went out and came back with a basin of mountain spring water to clean his hands.

He has always been clean, and after washing it again, he didn't feel clean, and said, "Bring a basin of water again." ”

After three or four times, he took a white handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly. Then looked at Guo Wenying, "Are you dissatisfied with this king letting you run a few more times?"

"How is that possible!" Guo Wenying's eyes widened, and she retorted: "Am I such an ignorant person? You are such a high-ranking and powerful person, you must have some style, not to mention a few more basins of water to clean your hands, you just wash your feet a few more times, go to the toilet to smoke incense, or even take a bath, you should also be shared." The lower officials have only reverence for you, how can there be complaints?"

Feng Jingting choked uncomfortably, she always has the ability to make people hear the diaphragm when she says good things. Not to mention that it's not a good word.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, and my fingers seemed to inadvertently brush over the frame of the cross railing in the room, and I said to myself: "It's still a little gray......"

Guo Wenying was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly said: "I'll come, I'll come, I'll help you clean up." ”

"Isn't it appropriate?" he seemed to feel sorry for his subordinates, but he thought about the insects that day, which really scared him to be careful, and he wanted to torture people at this time.

Guo Wenying was well-behaved at this time, and said repeatedly: "Appropriate, proper, the prince is comfortable and in a good mood, and the lower officials are also stained." ”

Feng Jingting didn't speak again, turned back to the bookcase, continued to look at his map, and seemed to be without her in his eyes and demeanor.

This is the default meaning, Guo Wenying understood, immediately went out to get water and rags, rolled up her sleeves and began to scrub up and down. Although she is a big / sister, but she has never enjoyed the blessings of big / sister, she has been used to doing these daily rough jobs since she was a child, and she is very smooth and sharp.

Anyway, as long as he asks for Feng Jingting every time, he always has to charge some interest, and he has always been stingy, and he is definitely a revenge master. Last time she asked him to do something, he called him for three days, and he cleaned the toilet for him every day, but this time it was just sprinkling and cleaning, which was really cheap for her.

After a while, Qi came in and glanced at her a few more times, and the look in his eyes was accusatory, as if he was very dissatisfied that she had robbed her of his work.

Feng Jingting glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

Gao Jin arched his hand and said, "Lord Wang, Mr. Lu said that he was looking for you for something." ”

"Let him come back later. ”

"Yes. ”

Qi Jin glanced at Guo Wenying again before exiting, the latter was unable to get along with a table leg, the lower part of the leg was not cumbersome to make, and there were not many patterns, but she wiped it too carefully, and she used her nails to pick it and rub it with a rag, as if she couldn't get rid of a layer of paint, so as to show her loyalty. Looking at Feng Jingting again, he looked light and breezy, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a weasel teasing a chicken.

Thinking of the smile he showed when he kidnapped Guo Wenying in Zhuangzi three years ago, he couldn't help but chill, the prince's ability to catch chickens is even more hard-working?

I remember that Guo Wenying brushed his shoes last time, brushed the toilet last time, brushed the horse last time, and then what did he do last time?

The prince is the same, he is a county king, but he can't get along with a quartermaster all day long? I haven't seen him so serious with others on weekdays.