Listening to Li Zicheng's narration, Xing Qiao'er lowered her head and listened quietly, and waited until Li Zicheng finished speaking before she said softly: "King Chuang is a person who does great things, of course he knows that those who do big things should be informal, and it is understandable that the people below want to preserve their strength, not to mention them, even if it is King Chuang, aren't you the same?" ”

"You ......"

Li Zicheng raised his thick eyebrows and was about to be angry, but then he thought about it, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "You're right, what qualifications do I have to blame the people below for preserving my strength, and why am I not afraid of losing the strength in my hands and retreating this matter to Brother Li Yan." ”

"So!"

Seeing Li Zicheng's annoyed appearance, Xing Qiao'er chuckled, "As the old saying goes, don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, what qualifications do you have to blame others?" It's human nature to have selfishness, so why bother with it? ”

"No...... That can't be said. At this time, Li Zicheng also came back to his senses and regained his true character as a hero: "Since the old king was captured by the imperial court in Mengjin and sent to the capital to be executed, I and Guo'er fled into Henan Mansion with hundreds of old camp brothers, re-developed the righteous army to this day, and promoted those people one by one to the present.

As for saying that I didn't send anyone, isn't that normal? If you compare me with them, then what does it mean for me to be the king? ”

"Hiss......"

Xing Qiaoer was speechless for a while, but she also had to admit that Li Zicheng was quite reasonable.

As the supreme leader of the army, shouldn't Li Zicheng preserve a certain amount of strength? Isn't there something that should be done by those subordinates, otherwise what's the point of this king being the king?

If Li Zicheng's idea is to be sprayed to the end in the future, but in this era, it is justified, if there is no privilege, who wants to be the boss?

But even so, Xing Qiaoer was born in a family of businessmen, and she has a shrewd and calculating temperament since she was a child, but she is inevitably inferior in the overall situation.

After hearing Li Zicheng say this, although she still didn't think so, she wouldn't say anything more.

Li Zicheng, who felt a little embarrassed in the atmosphere, felt a little awkward in his heart, when he first snatched Xing Qiao'er before, Li Zicheng was still sticky with her for a while, but after a while, after the novelty disappeared, Li Zicheng was a little cold to her, and he casually commanded when he felt uncomfortable, and strode out.

Looking at Li Zicheng's departing figure, Xing Qiao'er's eyes showed a hint of resentment.

To be honest, she was robbed by Li Zicheng, and naturally she didn't like her much. What's more, Li Zicheng was born as a post man and is a little vulgar, he doesn't know a few big characters, and she can't talk about it with her who has been literate and loves articles since she was a child.

Xing Qiao'er, who saw Li Zicheng leave, turned around and was about to return to the house, but heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then a voice sounded: "King Chuang is here, lowly and high-ranking high-ranking people ask to see him!" ”

Xing Qiao'er turned around and saw a young man in his twenties with thick eyebrows and big eyes who looked quite heroic and wore leather armor standing in front of him.

Seeing this young man, Xing Qiao'er trembled in her heart for some reason, but for some reason she said in a ghostly manner: "It's really unfortunate, King Chuang has just left, if you are in a hurry, you can sit here for a while, maybe King Chuang will come back later." ”

"This ......" The young man hesitated for a moment, but agreed to it.

When the young man sat down, Xing Qiao'er walked inside and brought a cup of tea and put it next to the young man, and sat down on the side and asked, "I don't know what this brother is called?" Where do you work? ”

If it was in those high-ranking families, Xing Qiao'er dared to entertain a man who had never lived so privately, and sat down next to him to talk, if he let his husband know, it would definitely be the end of being suspended, but the people, especially in the army, are another matter, after all, everyone is doing the work of licking blood with knives, and no one knows if they can live tomorrow, where is there so much attention.

The young man did not doubt him, and said calmly: "The lowly Gao Jie, the captain of the forward battalion under the command of King Chuang, came this time because there was not much grain and grass left in the forward battalion, so he came to ask for grain and grass with a humble position. ”

The soldiers and horses directly belonging to Li Zicheng are divided into five battalions, namely Zhongji, Left Spoke (Auxiliary), Right Wing, Forward, and Stamina, and the number of each battalion ranges from two to three thousand, these are also the most elite forces in Li Zicheng's hands, Gao Jie can be a lieutenant in the forward battalion to lead an army, which is enough to prove that Li Zicheng attaches great importance to him.

"That's right."

Xing Qiao'er nodded.

"The concubine understands, the concubine can handle this matter, and General Gao will go to the baggage camp to receive grain and grass with the approval of the concubine."

Gao Jie was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly stood up and arched his hand: "Ah, thank you for such a humble position, Mrs.!" ”

"You're welcome, they're all their own brothers, so why bother to see them."

Xing Qiao'er smiled, looking particularly enchanting, seeing Gao Jie lose his mind for a while, and Xing Qiao'er was secretly proud when she saw Gao Jie's stunned appearance, and after finishing the matter, the two began to chat, but the more they talked, the more speculative they became, especially after Mrs. Xing knew that Gao Jie had actually gone to private school for several years, or the voice of a child in his hometown, her eyes became brighter and brighter......

"Pimple ......"

The sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded in the woods, and Tian Jianxiu desperately beat his horse and ran away under the support of dozens of guards, and the speed of the war horse under his crotch began to slow down due to the long running time.

"Tian Ye, we can't run anymore, our horses can't run anymore." One of the guards shouted loudly beside Tian Jianxiu.

Tian Jianxiu looked at the war horse under his crotch, and found that the muscles of the war horse began to twitch when he was startled, and if he ran again, the war horse would definitely sweat, and then the horse would be wasted.

Of course, if the war horse is scrapped, it will be scrapped, and no matter how important it is, it is not as important as a person, but in this case, once the war horse is lost, their fate can be imagined.

In desperation, he looked around, and soon pointed to the right and said, "Let's go to the woods on the right to take shelter, feed the war horses, and let them rest for a while." ”

"Good!"

After getting the consent of Tian Jianxiu, the group hurriedly rode their horses and ran towards the woods on the right.

The group dismounted, loosened the reins of the horses, untied the halters, took out the feed mixed with soybeans, grass and coarse salt from the saddle and began to feed the horses, and gave water to the horses.