The sailor of Minnanhai did have an accident, and this accident could have been avoided, but Chengzuo was anxious about Mao Wenlong's condition and finally neglected it.

According to the explanations of the two messengers, Hong Chengchou learned that the sailors who stayed in southern Fujian did indeed have enough grain and grass to support them. It's just that when it was attacked by the Dongying ninjas last time, it was scuttled and sank more than 20 training boats, which led to a shortage of food and grass for the Dongjiang Army.

Knowing the truth of the matter, Hong Chengchou was also full of grievances, and it was obvious that he could not blame the Southern Fujian Navy Master for this incident. After all, Mao Wenlong was present when it happened.

What can make Hong Chengchou embarrassed is the matter of grain and grass, and now the treasury is still very empty, and it has almost reached a situation where he can't get out. Where is there any surplus food to be allocated to the sailor?

"Misfortune is not a single line, disaster is not a single line!" After Hong Chengchou pondered deeply, he sighed helplessly.

The two messengers didn't know what to do, they looked at Hong Chengchou in a daze, expecting the prime minister to think of a solution.

Where Hong Chengchou has any way, he said that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and he is this clever woman at this time. In addition, the war outside the city has not stopped, and Mao Wenlong has not yet sobered up. All kinds of troubles are about to crush this shrewd old man.

In desperation, Hong Chengchou blasted back the two messengers and asked them to wait for a while. Then he changed his clothes again and went to discuss with the little emperor Mao Jingwen.

Hong Chengchou himself has no choice, not to mention Mao Jingwen, who has always looked at him first. When asked how to solve it, the little emperor was very shrewd and kicked the ball to Hong Chengchou.

Facing the cheating Mao Jingwen, Hong Chengchou was also really angry. As the so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, the little emperor can do the first year of junior high school, then he Hong Chengchou can do fifteen.

Hurriedly returned to his bedroom, facing the two long-awaited messengers, Hong Chengchou coughed lightly and gave an answer: "Go back and tell General Chengzuo that there is no more food and grass, and all the expenses need to be solved by himself." Of course, the old man still asked the emperor for a holy decree, so that he could act cheaply. If things can't be done, then withdraw the troops first and return to southern Fujian. ”

The two messengers' faces changed greatly after hearing this, and they were very unconvinced, but they didn't dare to bargain with Hong Chengchou. Sending away the two messengers with a tough attitude, Hong Chengchou looked at the sky that was almost dawn, and he didn't feel the slightest sleepiness.

After a short period of meditation, a secret guard came to report that the chaotic party outside the imperial city had been cleared. With fewer than 200 survivors, the scourge will soon be brought to an end.

Finally waiting for a good news, Hong Chengchou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the secret guard to completely eliminate the chaotic party in Nanjing. The order given to them is that they would rather kill the wrong person than let it go.

It can be seen how bad Hong Chengchou's mood is at the moment, in order to completely cut off the existence of the chaotic party, he has completely lost patience.

The disaster in Nanjing has come to an end for the time being, but Mao Wenlong is still not sober. And Chengzuo, who was far away in the South China Sea, soon received an answer from Hong Chengchou.

He stared blankly at the letter written by Hong Chengchou to himself, as well as the holy decree given by the emperor. There are only four words on it: 'act cheaply'.

Cheng Zuo pointed to the four-character holy decree, and said to Hao with a helpless face: "It seems that this is the simplest holy decree from ancient times to the present......

Haoda didn't have the heart to listen to Chengzuo say these most unfunny cold jokes. He had a tiger face, and his already big eyes were about to protrude, and he shouted urgently: "What should I do in the future?" Is it just a gray withdrawal of troops? ”

Without food and grass to replenish Ernie, he had to withdraw his troops and face such a reality. Haoda definitely couldn't swallow this breath, obviously the Dongjiang Army could beat the Dongying Army back to his parents' house, but it was delayed because of such a thing. If it is a defeat on the battlefield, then there is nothing to say, and the troops must be withdrawn.

Cheng Zuo was obviously not willing to withdraw his troops like this, and the current Dongjiang Army completely had the upper hand. Moreover, the Dongying Army has been eyeing from afar, and once there is anything wrong with the Dongjiang Army, the Dongying Army will definitely flock to it.

"Hmph, just the grain and grass, I don't believe it can't be solved." Cheng Zuo Huo Ran got up, his eyes were always fixed on the four-character holy decree, and he seemed to have an idea in his heart.

Haoda obviously also felt the change in Chengzuo, and he asked in surprise, "Do you have a way?" ”

Cheng Zuo shook his head and said, "There is a way, but I don't know if it will work out?" ”

"What's the solution?" Haoda immediately asked.

Cheng Zuo sneered, picked up the Holy Purpose, waved it in front of the vast face, and said, "This is the only thing we can rely on at the moment. ”

Regardless of the doubts on Haoda's face, Chengzuo took the holy decree into his arms and left the cabin. On the deck, Cheng Zuo called out almost all the generals in the army, more than 200 people, standing on the deck of the Fu ship, lined up in a phalanx.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chengzuo stood in front of the phalanx, his gaze sweeping over the generals in the front row. He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "I called you over this time, there is nothing else to do, but I just want you to provide me with a more fertile place near the South China Sea." ”

At this point, Cheng Zuo paused and began to inspect the people present before continuing the topic just now: "If any of you know that there are these places, you can stand up now." ”

More than two hundred figures, and after a short pause, finally a dozen or so people stood up. Cheng Zuo swept his eyes and found that they were all relatively raw faces.

In the water division, most of the old subordinates, he can be named. Only some new generals who have just been promoted because of their military exploits will he feel alive.

Regardless of whether the face is raw or cooked, as long as you can provide him with the answers he needs. Cheng Zuo immediately waved his hand to drive away the others, turned around and looked at a dozen people and said, "Who among you are a native of southern Fujian, or have been on an errand here for some years?" ”

As soon as Cheng Zuo's words fell, only a thin figure stood up. Looking at it, Cheng Zuo found that this person should have just reached the age of establishment, and his face, which was still a little green, was rough and dark by the wind and sun.

"What's your name?" Cheng Zuo came to him and stared at him directly.

"The subordinate is named Xiaohai, a native of Hokkien." When Xiao Hai faced Cheng Zuo, a trace of apprehension flashed on his green face.

"Xiaohai, right, do you know where there is the most grain and grass on this side of the South China Sea?" Cheng Zuo saw the nervousness in Xiao Hai's heart, deliberately slowed down his tone, and his eyes softened.

"Food...... That's definitely Qiongzhou Mansion! This time, Xiaohai did not hesitate to give an answer.