Chang'an Army Battalion.

Chang Long walked into the camp absentmindedly, the guards saluted, the generals said hello, and everything was as usual.

Suddenly, Qinglian ran up from behind and stopped in front of him.

"I've finally caught up with you, and I just want to ask, why?" Qinglian looked at Chang Long and asked very sadly.

"Because you're ............," Chang Long said and stopped.

"What am I?"

"Nothing!"

Chang Long lowered his head, his heart was heavy, and Qinglian slowly moved away from Chang Long.

"No matter what, I don't want you to die......" Qinglian's eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, Chu Chu was moving, and this sentence also made Chang Long raise his head.

"Good ......" Chang Long squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth and said reluctantly.

After speaking, Chang Long went to the big tent, and Qinglian hesitated for a moment and followed.

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In the big tent, Chang Long sat and read the documents, Qinglian knelt beside the brazier and boiled tea, holding a pu fan in her hand and gently fanning it.

"Why don't you go back?" Chang Long didn't look up and asked.

"It's boring to go back alone." Qinglian said quietly.

"I've put the people in the Swallow House back." Chang Long said calmly.

Qinglian was startled, and the pu fan in her hand was almost thrown away.

"I went there just because it was ...... to stay in the house"

"You don't have to explain, I don't blame you, Chang'an City is your home, you can go wherever you want."

"Then you still ask me why I don't go back......" Qinglian muttered softly, and quietly glanced at Chang Long.

Chang Long had nothing to say and laughed to himself.

"It's not early, go back quickly, where is the place where my daughter's house stays in the army." Chang Long stroked his beard and said.

"Okay then......" Qinglian got up, bowed, and turned to leave.

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Changlong Fushang.

It was already dark, Qinglian had just entered the door, and the maidservant girl hurriedly called the lantern.

"Yo, it's Miss, it's rude." Yan Beifeng, who came from the side, didn't see it too clearly, and when he got closer, it turned out to be Qinglian.

"It's Yan Sima, why are you going out so late?" Qinglian saw a figure coming from the darkness.

"There are still military affairs to deal with in the army." Yan Beifeng replied.

"Oh, then Yan Sima go quickly, don't delay the business."

"Say goodbye below."

Qinglian watched the north wind go out.

"You go down, I'll walk alone, and give me the lantern." Qinglian said to the maidservant.

"Yes, miss." The maid handed the lantern and left.

Qinglian stood in the courtyard, took two steps, and looked towards the other courtyard, which was Luo Feng's residence. He turned and walked towards it.

The lights were still on in Luo Feng's room.

Qinglian walked to the door and stopped.

She looked at the dim candlelight in the room, not knowing what to think.

Inside the house.

Luo Feng was crouching on the desk reading a book, he noticed that there seemed to be someone at the door, got up and walked to the door.

So, one outside, the other inside, through a door, knew each other, but neither spoke.

"You're here......" Luo Feng sighed and decided to speak first.

"Here we are." Qinglian heard Luo Feng speak, and was a little flustered for a moment, so she replied.

"What? Something? Luo Feng actually knew in his heart and asked on purpose.

There was silence outside the door.

"Hmm...... It's okay, just come and see Childe. Qinglian replied.

"It's late at night, it's inconvenient, Miss please go back." Luo Feng said with a smile.

"Childe rest early."

"Miss, walk slowly."

……

With a few words, the two went their own way.

Qinglian walked out of the courtyard, turned back three times in one step, and looked at the room, it seemed to be very close, but it was far away, she couldn't go in during the day, and he couldn't come out at night.

……

Chang Long, who had just returned from the barracks, entered the gate.

"Why haven't you rested yet?" He saw Qinglian swaying in the courtyard and asked.

Qinglian didn't see Chang Long come in, and when she suddenly heard the sound, she was startled, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground.

"Ah...... I'm waiting for you. Qinglian hurriedly picked up the lantern and replied.

"What are you waiting for me to do? It's so late, hurry back and rest. Chang Long said with a bit of blame.

"Oh good, then you can rest early, too." After saying that, she hurried towards her courtyard.

Chang Long looked at Qinglian, turned his head again, looked at Luo Feng's residence, thought about it, and went there.

……

Knock knock!

"Who?" Luo Feng saw someone knocking on the door and asked.

"It's me, Marshal Luo." Chang Long replied outside the door.

"Oh, Lord Chang, wait a minute." Luo Feng hurriedly put on his robe and got up to open the door.

……

"It's so late, why is Master Chang here?"

"The old man has just returned from the army, and he has something to talk to Marshal Luo."

"Master Chang, please speak."

"Alas, it's helpless, I lost Suzhou this year, Ganzhou also lost half, and the loss was heavy, and now only Shu can pay grain for Chang'an Mansion......" Chang Long said helplessly.

"Master Chang is saying that there is a problem with the grain and grass?" Luo Feng reacted quickly, and Chang Long wanted to say something.

"Yes, now the number of grain and grass can only barely maintain the use of 70,000 troops, and now, counting Xiping, we have nearly 120,000 numbers, and the grain and grass are really unsustainable...... "Chang Long is miserable.

After listening to this, Luo Feng fell into deep thought, what Chang Long said was the truth, indeed, now the grain and grass in Chang'an Mansion are only supported by Shu, which is indeed very difficult, but if it is transferred from Luoyang Mansion and Yangzhou Mansion, it will be too late.

"Then Chang Daren has a way?" Luo Feng asked with a frown.

"Hmm...... The plan now is either to solve the problem quickly, or to transfer grain and grass. Chang Long thought for a while and said.

"How long can it last, and will it be in time for the transfer?"

"The current grain and grass can still last 120,000 troops for fifteen days."

"Fifteen days...... It's still too late to transfer from Luoyang Mansion, but Yangzhou Mansion ......"

"The old man has already sent a letter to the marshal of Yingfu, if it is transferred from Yangzhou Mansion, then it must be transported by water, all the way to Shu, and then transferred to Chang'an."

Luo Feng was thinking quickly in his mind, looking at Chang Long from time to time, was what he said true or false? Is there really only 15 military rations? It's hard to decide for a while.

"Okay, let me discuss it with my subordinates and reply to Master Chang as soon as possible."

"Okay, the old man will take his leave first." Chang Long got up.

"Walk slowly." Luo Feng Dao.

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Seeing off Chang Long, Luo Feng also immediately set off for the empty mountain army camp.

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Empty Mountain Army Barracks.

Yan Beifeng was dealing with military affairs, sitting in the big tent, looking at the military newspaper by the dim candlelight.

"Report, the marshal has arrived!" Guards report.

"Got it." Yan Beifeng got up and prepared to greet him. As a result, Luo Feng lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Marshal! Why did you come in person? Yan Beifeng knew that there must be something big.

"Chang Long said that the military rations are only enough for fifteen days, and Chang'an Mansion is no longer able to support it." Luo Feng said directly.

"This ......" Yan Beifeng was speechless for a while.

"I don't know if it's true or not, I want to hear what you think, if it's true, it must be transported from the house immediately." Luo Feng said and sat down in the handsome position.

"According to the following opinion, what Chang Long said should be true...... After all, I lost a place as big as Suzhou......" Yan Beifeng said while thinking.

Luo Feng actually laughed.

"I can't even understand Chang Long for a while." Luo Feng said self-deprecatingly.

"yes...... Since Jinghua Lake, it feels like he's changed a lot. Yan Beifeng also sighed.

"Where has changed?" Luo Feng asked.

"I can't say it, I always feel like something is missing." Yan Beifeng thought about it, and he just felt it.