Waiting for Song Zhinian to return home, there are small people in and out of Zhang Luo's mother's funeral, Song Zhinian asked about the situation, and then went to Song Mother's courtyard, Song Zhinian has never stepped here, this place seems very unfamiliar, he only vaguely remembers that there is such a person, but he can't remember what the specific appearance is, Song Zhinian thought that Song Weiwei still has use value for himself, and wanted to make a show, but was sent away by Song Weiwei in a few words, he didn't pay attention to it before he died, and he wanted to make a show when he died, so there was no need for this.

Song Weiwei's so-called brothers and sisters didn't show up and ignored them, and Dafang and his aunt were disgusted by hearing about it and hid far away.

Song Weiwei didn't want to see them, and out of sight was pure, so Song's mother's future affairs were simplified.

On the day of the funeral, there were very few people to see him off, but Yunlin heard about it and came over to help.

Jun Wulian tent.

Because the hungry Mo soldiers were arguing outside for food, the tent was guarded by Jun Wulian's own soldiers and did not let them approach.

They had not eaten for three days, and although they were given a little rice and water, it did not save them from hunger.

Not far away, some people fainted from hunger.

There are also some people who are too hungry to force them to take refuge in Shaoguan City.

Hungry...... It's like a black hole, devouring everything and destroying everything.

Jun Wulian frowned, after reading the fold in his hand, he suddenly reached out and brushed it on the table, and the teapot and teacup broke when he fell to the ground, smashed his left hand on the table, quickly stood up, and reprimanded loudly: "Someone..."

A person who looked like a lieutenant general walked in from the outside, kneeling on one knee: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

Jun Wulian pointed to the fold that he swept to the ground, and said, "Who sent this?"

The lieutenant general looked at the fold not far from the ground, revealing that he had no food to send, and hesitated, "Yes... It's a brother."

Jun Wulian's forehead was bruised, and his deep voice seemed to be squeezed out of between his teeth, "Pull it down and cut it"

The lieutenant general's head exploded, he lay on his stomach and shouted: "Your Highness, there is only such a younger brother in your subordinates, please spare him for the sake of your subordinates' diligence for so many years."

"When did what Hongu said, when did it change?"

When the lieutenant general heard this, he trembled, and his eyes rolled straight...... In the end, he gritted his teeth and said: "My subordinates are willing to exchange five hundred bags of rice grain for my brother."

Jun Wulian was really stunned for a moment, but immediately put away his expression, his feet were spinning, as if he was thinking about this deal.

In the end, Jun Wulian stopped, the corners of his thin lips rose strangely, and he met the lieutenant general's eyes and said: "Five hundred bags of rice grain seems to be too little, life is so precious, but I can give you some accommodation, just use two thousand bags."

The lieutenant general's eyes widened, his face was full of horror, and he reacted with excessive fright, "Two... Two thousand bags"

Jun Wulian raised the corners of his mouth, "How... Unwilling"

The lieutenant general's heart trembled uncontrollably, so that he had moved out of his family, and this bastard told him not to come to him, thinking that there was something good waiting for him, and that this was not enough to achieve and more than to lose.

Jun Wulian slowly approached him, looking him up and down with playful eyes, "Since you don't want to, then go down and wait"

The corners of the lieutenant general's mouth twitched, his heart was reluctant, he lowered his head and said, "It belongs to... Subordinates are willing"

"In that case, let's go down and prepare"

As soon as the lieutenant general came out of the tent, an uncontrollable resentment churned in his heart, hatred had been remembered in his heart like a knife, and he had followed Jun Wulian for more or less seven years, but he didn't expect to become a slaughtered lamb in the end.