Chapter 47 Sources

Gu Xinyu told Zhou Muhan the general content of this information, and Zhou Muhan was also interested in looking at them one by one, but he didn't expect that the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more his face sank, and when he finished reading it, his whole body was covered with a layer of murderous aura.

Although there is no shortage of jokes in the market, many of them actually involve the Rongcheng Guogong Mansion and the prefect, although most of them are trivial matters, but they can still hear that the barracks are now a little nervous about food and grass

The most important thing is that there is a fur shop in Dongshi here that secretly communicates with Beichen Kingdom, although it is a fur and grain exchange on the surface, but what about secretly?

The bloody and domineering spirit brought about by Zhou Muhan's perennial fighting on the battlefield made Gu Xinyu shrink back. I thought to myself, did I commit any taboos?

I suddenly remembered that some of the content, I just watched it for fun, and ignored it, as if it involved the military.

Gu Xinyu's biggest advantage is that she can change her mistakes, she immediately got up from the beauty couch and said seriously: "General, I was wrong, but this is all my idea, don't blame others!" ”

Zhou Mu snorted coldly: "Your ability is getting bigger and bigger, and you dare to record this in writing, if it falls into the hands of the enemy country, you will be a dead end!" ”

Gu Xinyu didn't argue, because she realized that this was not the era of advanced information, and many times a letter or a small note could reveal too much information.

She looked at Zhou Muhan carefully, and saw that the other party didn't move, so she put her mind at ease and patted her chest: "I'm scared to death, I thought you were going to pull me out and kill me."

Zhou Muhan put these manuscripts into his arms and said sternly: "Ah Wan, you know that you are bold and have many ideas, but there are some things you can't touch, you know?" ”

"Got it!" Gu Xinyu said crisply.

Zhou Muhan smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was still tense on the surface, this girl belongs to the kind of person who doesn't go to the house for three days, she really has to scare and scare her, otherwise there is really nothing she can't think of and can't do!

Zhou Muhan had something in his heart, got up and strode outside, Gu Xinyu was behind, looking at Zhou Muhan's straight back, broad shoulders, and two long legs, it was really ecstatic

Zhou Muhan returned to the barracks, ordered Wang Yi to call Wu Hao, the deputy general of the Shenji Battalion, tidied up the stack of papers, put them on the table, and waited for the baby-faced Wu Hao to come and push these things in front of him: "You take a closer look,"

Wu Hao was not ambiguous, and began to read it seriously, at first there were a few news that made him a little unbearable, so he asked Zhou Muhan: "I said Brother Muhan, where did you get it, are you changing careers to tell stories?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, keep watching," Zhou Muhan said unhappily.

Wu Hao glanced at him, but he didn't dare to argue, so he had to look at it honestly, and then his expression became more and more serious. After reading it, he asked Zhou Muhan: "Where did you get it from?" ”

"This is the news that the little beggars in the city got from various channels in half a month."

"Huh? Little beggars? How do they know so much? How did you find out? ”

Zhou Muhan didn't speak, and asked Wu Hao to put away these things and file them.

After pondering for a while, Zhou Muhan said to Wu Hao: "Tomorrow, you go to the Dingdingxiang Restaurant in the city, go to the proprietress surnamed He, explain your identity, and then bring the little beggar in her hand back to the barracks, and after a little training, let it out."

"Top incense? Wasn't that opened by your Gu family's lady? Don't? Wu Hao looked at General Zhou tentatively, and didn't dare to ask any more.

Zhou Mu waved his hand with a cold face: "That's it, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Wu Hao looked at Zhou Muhan with a grin, and wanted to make a few jokes, but saw Zhou Muhan's eyes sweep: "Why are you still staying here?" Are you alright? ”

"There's something, there's something, I'm busy, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"

Wu Hao came out like a rabbit, it was really lucky, fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he should have been thrown into the Iron Blood Camp to suffer inhuman torture. I don't know where I got the training method, these iron-blooded battalion sergeants are about to be stripped of their skins

Zhou Muhan then slowly walked out of the hall of the military supervision office, rode to the general's platform, and saw that on the huge martial arts arena, a team of sergeants with sandbags tied to their legs were running around the field, and Sun Junshi next to him introduced softly.

At first, these sergeants couldn't run with five pounds of sand, but ten days have passed, and now the weight of the sandbags on their legs has increased to fifteen pounds.

When the follow-up training items are added, I believe that after a year, all the sergeants of the Rongcheng Iron Blood Battalion will be like wolves!

Zhou Muhan nodded while listening, his tall and slender body stood on the platform, the wind blew his cloak with a loud sound, and an eagle in the blue sky was spreading its wings and flying high.

Zhou Muhan looked at the eagle soaring with wings in the clear blue sky, and his thoughts were churning.

The unique and efficient training plan, the way of gathering all kinds of news, and the corn that she proudly said in the farm can produce 1,000 catties per mu, as well as the rice planted in the northern land for the first time, and the fish growing in the field

"Gu Xinyu, Ah Wan, how many surprises can you bring me?" Zhou Muhan muttered softly.

Sun Junshi next to him said that the food in the military camp could not last until the autumn harvest, and Zhou Muhan couldn't help but say happily: "Sun Junshi, I believe that in a year, our Rongcheng military camp will no longer worry about food!" ”

Although Sun Junshi was surprised, he didn't dare to ask any further

Gu Xinyu, who slept beautifully, came to the restaurant in the front yard, because breakfast was not sold, no one was eating at this time, He Ziqing was carefully checking the accounts, the second shopkeeper Zhao Xiaogang was only twelve years old this year, but he was doing things very neatly, at this time he was diligently wiping the table one by one, his big eyes were very smart, and when he saw the master coming, he hurriedly served a cup of tea, and wiped the table and stool carefully.

Gu Xinyu gave him a satisfactory compliment, let him work hard, if he performed well, let the proprietress teach him to write and recognize accounts, and he would be a big shopkeeper in the future.

Zhao Xiaogang was stunned, his parents died when he was a child, and he was raised by his second uncle, but the second uncle has many children in the family, and he often can't eat, so he can only ask for a bite from the east and the west family.

He wiped his tears, nodded vigorously, and went to work elsewhere.

Gu Xinyu is now in frequent contact with these people, knowing that they are all poor and suffering people, and a proper pull, or a word of encouragement, or an opportunity, may be able to change their lives.

It's not maybe, it's for sure, what Gu Xinyu didn't expect was that a few years later, these people who were either rich or noble would gather in Rongcheng on Gu Xinyu's birthday to toast to their benefactor, pray for blessings and longevity, and only hope that their benefactor will always be healthy