When Wang Yi and Wen Mu said goodbye, Shang Chengzheng and Bao Kan were sitting around for dinner.

The grain team arrived at the camp of the Left Route Army before evening, and when the grain and ordnance were put into the warehouse and delivered, it was already dark. Several officers got together to discuss it, and they all felt that Mogan Dazhai didn't set a deadline for them to return anyway, so they simply rested here for two or three days. And seeing that the Left Route Army is about to engage the Turbids, maybe everyone can also get a battle. Sun Zhongshan and Qian Laosan still have such a thought in their hearts: Zhao has always had the tradition of the border army being promoted to the guard army before the war, maybe this time they came to operate, and they also encountered such a beautiful thing?

Shang Cheng also supported everyone's opinions. However, he was not thinking about whether he could catch up with a big battle, but the actual situation of the food team made him have to make such a decision. Since the end of May, they have been running back and forth between several large camps of the three-way army, either bringing food up or sending down wounded soldiers, during which they have hardly had a day of rest, and now everyone is tired and exhausted. The poor villagers in the grain team are better, their lives are relatively easy, although the daily work is tiring, but they can still support it. But the two sentinels are different from these people. The soldiers had to march during the day and stand guard at night, day and night, at all times and at all times, they had to be vigilant against the sneak attacks and harassment of the Turks, and everyone was as tense as a full bow, and if they did not rest, there was inevitably the danger of the bow breaking and breaking. At present, some of the soldiers have fallen ill due to fatigue, and the main reason why the soldiers who stayed in Mogandazhai fell ill was because their bodies were exhausted......

Since everyone agreed, Shang Cheng came forward to negotiate with the baggage battalion to see if he could find a place to rest for the grain team in the camp. But it was very difficult for the baggage camp to take this matter. Originally, they had a special camp for the food team to rest, and there were dozens of large tents, but almost all of them were occupied by the large army that had gathered from all directions in the past few days, and there was really no way to meet Shang Cheng's requirements at the moment. However, the commander of the baggage battalion saw the rank of captain of Shang Cheng and guide, and promised to squeeze out a tent for the grain team.

What can a tent do? There are almost 300 soldiers and soldiers in the upper and lower parts of the food team, so who is the right person to live in a tent? What about those who can't live in tents, and how can they still be covered with beds like they did on the road?

The chief officer of the baggage battalion glanced at Shang Cheng in surprise. Whoever lives in a tent, is he still in charge? Of course, the officers went to live! As for the border soldiers who protect the grain and the people who deliver the grain, can there be no place to rest in such a big meadow outside the camp? He said to Shang Cheng: "The other grain teams are like this, the officers live in tents, and the soldiers and camels and horses live in the open field. ”

It seems that this can only be done like this, a tent is a tent, it is better than nothing. After Shang Cheng asked the specific location of the tent, he returned to the temporary camp of the big camp foreign food team. As soon as he told a few officers about the tent, Sun Zhongshan, who was leading two soldiers to roast yellow sheep with firewood, said: "My lord is walking fast, I haven't had time to tell you about it, there are several grain teams in this area that arrived earlier than us, and they don't have tents to live in, and they can only stay in the wilderness." But don't worry, adults, you can make a fire here at night, you don't have to worry about the cold to cool people, and there is an oilcloth covered with grain bags on the carriage, which is protected from moisture, and when you spread it on the ground at night, you can sleep with a felt blanket, which is much easier than camping on the road......

Shang Cheng also knew that what Sun Zhongshan said was the truth, but he was a little reluctant to get the tent that took a long time to spit, and he hesitated to look up at the magnificent camp outside the ground, the entire meadow was on the slope and the lights were vertical and horizontal, half of the sky was as red as a fire, and the figures with long fingers were neatly arranged in the camp and came and went quietly, and the drum whistle was vaguely audible as the wind drifted, and suddenly a string of copper bells rang sharply from far and near, and a war horse galloped around the camp and passed by the back camp gate...... He pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, and said, "Then, don't you want that tent?" ”

Qian Laosan sat on the saddle by the fire, holding a piece of meat with a waist knife and burning it in the tongue of fire, and said: "It's better to live in a tent than to stay here." There are many orders in the camp, and there are many sentry searches and nights, and if you are not careful, you will have to be subject to military law. As long as we don't make trouble ourselves, the patrol team won't bother to pay attention to us. ”

"That's right." Shang Cheng sat down in his saddle and asked with a smile, "Where did the yellow sheep come from?" ”

Bao Kan, who was sprinkling salt grains around the fire on the yellow sheep, glanced at Qian Laosan: "Old Qian beat him last night when he was cleaning up the abandoned village, and he hid in the straw pack for fear that you would scold him." ”

Qian Laosan smiled and said, "Lao Bao, do you think that by pushing me out, you will be able to get rid of this smell of sheep?" My lord, he found out about this last night, and said that it was a good thing, 'Hide it first, and don't let the adults see it!' ’。 The stone was also present at that time. Zhao Shizheng tore a piece of meat from the shelf and threw it in his mouth and munched on his cheeks, listening to Qian Laosan mention himself, nodding his head and muttering vaguely, no one could hear what he was talking about.

Bao Kan turned his face and asked him, "Cooked?" ”

Zhao Shishi shook his head, stretched his neck and swallowed the meat, spat on the ground and said, "Half-cooked, it has to be roasted." Sprinkle a little more salt, it tastes salty. As he spoke, he sliced a finger-thick slice on the sheep's spine and handed the meat to Shang Cheng with the knife. Shang Cheng didn't take off the mutton, grabbed the back of the knife with one hand and tore a piece of meat with the other, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and suddenly his mouth was full of a strong fishy smell. Zhao Shishi also tore a strip and threw it in his mouth, and when he handed the knife over again, Shang Cheng shook his head. Since he had an eye disease, he only tasted two bites of hot things like mutton, and never dared to eat more. The roaring fire also made him uncomfortable, and he could feel the heat gushing out of the campfire through the blindfold, not to mention the ashes that rose with the fire fluttering around in pieces, which made him even more uneasy. He moved the saddle farther away from the fire, took a hard-flour cake from the sack of dry food from the saddle, broke a piece of it, and put it in his mouth.

Sun Zhongshan handed over the matter of setting up firewood to the two soldiers, patted the plaster on his hands, and came over to squat next to Shang Cheng.

Shang Cheng took another piece of bread from the grain bag and gave it to him, seeing that Sun Zhongshan shook his head, he didn't put it back, but folded it in his hand.

Sun Zhongshan stared at the fire for a while, and said with a smile: "Guess who I met here just now, my lord." ”

Shang Cheng stopped the water hyacinth handed to his mouth, and glanced at Sun Zhongshan by the light of the fire, one by one, this guy didn't go to roast sheep, and suddenly ran over to talk to himself, just to play a guessing game with himself? He saw that Sun Zhongshan's little eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and the smile on his face was very leisurely and yearning, as if he was recalling something, not like he was playing a game with himself, and with a slight groan, a familiar figure appeared in his mind.

Uncle Seventeen! It can only be him!

Except for Huo Shiqi, he couldn't think of anyone else who could make Sun Zhongshan talk to him in such a tone.

At the end of March, after a hurried meeting with Huo Shiqi in Ximazhi, he led his troops to Ruqizhai, and since then he has not heard from his family, and he does not know what the situation at home has been in the past few months. He was still thinking about which offspring Xing'er picked in the end, and whether the family was successful or not. In addition to the two sisters in the family, he was also worried about Huo Shiqi. Alas, he didn't know whether Uncle Seventeen's talent and fame would be preserved or not. And the big girl. Hearing Uncle Seventeen talk about the various hardships suffered by the eldest girl in her husband's family, he felt very sad. But her husband's family is in a foreign state capital, except for being sad, he can't help at all, if the eldest girl's husband's family is in Yi County, or not in Yi County, but somewhere in Yanshanwei, he can always think of a way, and he will definitely not let this hard-working girl suffer so much. Sometimes he also asks himself, why do good people always have to go through so much suffering and suffering? Lianniang, the eldest girl, as well as Uncle Zhuzi and Shanwazi......

He asked Sun Zhongshan in surprise: "Uncle Seventeen is here?" Where are the others? He suddenly thought that since Huo Shiqi came here, needless to say, he not only kept his fame, but also returned to the yamen to do things, and it seemed that the letter he wrote to the local government of Yixian County still had a role! Uncle Seventeen can sit back and relax! But the smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet fully bloomed, and he thought of another possibility: if Uncle Seventeen was made famous, he would also have to be conscripted into labor......

"Has his reputation been preserved?"

Sun Zhongshan looked at him in surprise, and said sneeringly for a long time: "I didn't see Uncle Seventeen again......"

Shang Cheng asked strangely, "Then who did you see?" ”

"I met Guan Xuan outside the camp just now."

"Who?" Shang Cheng lowered his head and thought about it, the name was a little impressive, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he asked, "Who is Guan Xuan?" ”

Sun Zhongshan's gaze still stayed on the fire, and said, "Your Excellency doesn't remember this person?" But the lord has fallen into his hands. One by one, think about it again, who almost caught you as a spy in the first place? ”

The last sentence reminded Shang Cheng. He remembered that when he first came, the first time he went to the county seat of Yixian County, he was indeed arrested by the guards of the county seat as a Tuqi people. Then he immediately remembered the officer at the gate who looked at him like a thief. He remembered that two years ago, this captain of Guan Xuanguan not only almost arrested himself and ate in prison, but also tried his best to persuade himself to join the guards; He also once threw Guan Xuan down on the threshing floor in Huojiabao. Thinking of the situation when Guan Xuan's face was covered with ashes, he couldn't help laughing: "What, he's here too?" Grain was also delivered? ”

"No, he was later transferred to Zhu County, and he was only transferred to the Left Army in April, and now he is an adjutant. Now in the big camp. Sun Zhongshan pulled a piece of grass, scraped the soil on the grass roots, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and said with a smile, "The old manager said that he wrestled with you before, and you fell twice, and he still hates you now." He also said that he was empty when he turned around, and he wanted to try with you again. He spat out the scum in his mouth and pulled out another piece of grass. The old manager still remembers your appearance in Yixian County and said that when you first saw the adult, the adult had not yet grown his hair, and he stood in the crowd with a bare head, just like a rural farmer who had never entered the city, and he was detaining the adult first because of this......"

He was relaying the story his friend had told him, but Shang Cheng suddenly stood up from his saddle, his brows furrowed and his eyes staring into the distance.

Sun Zhongshan was startled by his sudden move, and almost none of them sat down on the grass. He steadied his body and looked out along Shang Cheng's gaze, but he didn't see anything except the dark and deep sky and the dark earth......