Early the next morning, people came to the barracks to collect and deliver clothes.

This time, it was not Liu Er, nor Jia Xiaoliu and Sun Liangtian who led the team, but a strange young face, fourteen or fifteen years old, who should be a newly enlisted soldier.

Xiangling found Yang Qingyue's clothes from the lieutenant's clothes, although they were the same bat patterns and the same dirty clothes, Xiangling did not smell Yang Qingyue's breath, and she could be sure that this dress was definitely not the clothes she wore to save her last night.

The dress from the night before, she remembered clearly, the cuffs were crumpled by her and full of folds, and this one, with the flat cuffs, was not the one she wore the night before at all.

Xiangling instinctively reached into her clothes, and sure enough, she touched two objects.

Xiangling took it out curiously, one of them was a purse with green bamboo leaves, and she knew that it contained hundreds of projectiles, and poured it out, two-thirds of it was mud projectiles, and one-third were iron projectiles.

One is a soft whip, two fingers and a half width of leather, inlaid with a thin metal hard shell that forms nine knots, and the whip has a dart head at the tail.

The grip is engraved with a bat pattern, and there is a hollow hole, which should be used for tethering ornaments, but at this time it is empty, looking at the degree of wear and tear of the pores, this should be a seventy percent new women's whip.

Xiangling tried to take it, but it was quite heavy, and it should hurt more when used as a weapon to hit someone else.

Xiangling couldn't help muttering in her heart, what does this Yang Qingyue mean? The projectile is understandable, but this whip and dagger are also sent to themselves?

In the bag with the projectile, a strip of cloth was finally turned out, on which a tree was drawn, a rope hung from the branch, and a pack of wolves under the tree.

Does this mean that you can use a whip instead of a rope to avoid the danger of wolves again?

As the saying goes, reactive power is not lost.

Xiangling handed the whip back to the soldier who gave him the clothes and asked him to take it back.

Xiao Bing looked confused, obviously not knowing that Yang Qingyue was carrying "private goods" in his clothes.

Xiao Bing hurriedly shook his hand and said: "The general's decision is small and I dare not make a decision, if you want to pay it back, the girl will pay it back herself." ”

Xiangling had no choice but not to embarrass the little soldier, and had the heart to go to the barracks to return, remembering that Yang Qingyue warned her last time that she was not allowed to go to the pass without authorization, so she had to ask the little soldier: "Master Jun, will Yang prepare to go out of the military camp on an errand in the next few days?" Is it to the county seat or to the mountains? ”

Seeing that the little village aunt had received the whip from the organizer, the little soldier was embarrassed to accept the title of "military master" again, and scratched his head embarrassedly and said: "Girl, don't call me a military master, my name is Liu Mingyang, I have just joined the army for more than a month." Yang will not be out of the camp in the next few days, and will recuperate from his injuries in the Bat Wing House. ”

"Recuperate? Didn't Wang Overseer punish him for something? Xiangling really couldn't think of the reason why Yang Qingyue did something wrong, so she couldn't help but ask.

Liu Mingyang didn't expect that Xiaocun Gu even knew about Wang Dujun's affairs, and determined that Xiangling and Yang had a "great relationship", and said directly and honestly: "The night before, Yang prepared to privately order fifty light cavalry out of the camp, and after General Zhenguo knew about it, all fifty light cavalry killed one hundred powerful sticks, and Yang prepared to double the punishment. ”

Xiangling was stunned for a moment, wasn't the night before when she was trapped by wolves?

At that time, Xiangling also asked Yang Qingyue if he was deliberately saving him, and he also said no, it was a business trip.

Now he was beaten and killed by General Zhenguo......

Two hundred killing sticks, this must be beaten in a real way, and the ass must not be broken? Could it be that because the clothes were torn, they didn't bring them to be cleaned?

The more Xiangling speculated, the more she felt guilty in her heart, and the more guilty she was, the more she wanted to make amends.

Xiangling ghost sent the god into the cellar, wrapped the remaining about three catties of beef jerky, two catties of chicken rice flowers, and one catty of dried shrimp in oiled paper, handed it to Xiao Bing and said, "I bother you to help me transfer it to Yang ...... Transfer it to Jia Junye and let him recuperate from his injuries in the pass......"

Liu Mingyang looked at Xiangling in a daze, thinking that Jia Junye was not beaten, did he say that he was also punished and killed? Why did this little village girl send food on a whim?

Seeing Xiao Bing's bewildered face, Xiangling explained embarrassedly: "I, I am representing the villagers of Chujia Village, thank the soldiers of Lingyuguan for protecting their families and defending the country and sheltering the people, this is the ...... of the labor army."

Liu Mingyang and Rong Yan straightened their backs, stood in a military posture, and said in a bright voice: "The Yang family army protects the family and defends the country, and does not let an inch of land!! ”

The voice was so loud that Xiangling was startled, and handed the food to the soldier again.

Liu Mingyang said solemnly again: "The general has an order, don't take a meter or a millet from the people, otherwise the military law will deal with it." The girl's support for the army, Mingyang must tell the general!! ”

The little soldier left righteously, and Xiangling stood silent for a long time.

...

Xiangling checked the moldy douban and found that green mold had grown, and she could start making bean paste, ferment it for another six or seven days, and then take it to Qiwu Restaurant.

Seeing Xiangling busy going in and out, Su Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, and took Liu Er to help peel the garlic, while Xiangling began to cut the peppers, and before dinner, he pickled the three jars of sixty catties of bean paste and began to ferment.

Seeing that it was not early, Xiangling went to prepare lunch, since Su Xiaoman came, Xiangling's family changed two meals a day to three meals a day in order to adapt to Su Xiaoman's meals.

The chicken rice has been fried for two days, and it won't taste good if you put it down.

Xiangling put all the remaining chicken rice flowers and cabbage together and simmered them over a low heat, made a crispy meat, and mixed a cucumber with shrimp skin, chili oil and other seasonings.

After eating, I started to make bean paste again.

was busy with work, a fast horse galloped over, knocked on the door hurriedly, Xiangling thought something was wrong, and hurriedly went to open the door, standing outside the door, it was Liu Mingyang, a soldier who took clothes in the morning.

Maybe he was too anxious, Liu Mingyang was sweating on his forehead, and the horse was so tired that he was panting.

Xiangling was surprised: "Why are you back again?" ”

Liu Mingyang blushed in embarrassment, stretched out his hands, and said, "Chu, Miss Chu, are you still going to have the food that you asked for in the morning to hand over to the general?" Can you give me again? ”

“......”

Xiangling didn't know what expression she should reply, in the morning, didn't she just say that she wouldn't take a meter or a millet from the masses? Why did you come to "eat and take cards" again after a meal?

Xiangling took out the things in a daze, handed them to Liu Mingyang and said: "The things are here, I made crispy meat with chicken rice flowers for lunch, only dried meat and dried shrimp remain, if the military master doesn't dislike it......"

Liu Mingyang almost snatched the things over, and said with a sneer: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it at all, this is the people's love for the soldiers, and you must not dislike it." ”

Afraid that Xiangling would regret it, Liu Mingyang flew on the horse and left quickly, making Xiangling confused, I don't know why.

Looking at the little soldiers of Lingyu Pass who were speeding away from the courtyard, Su Xiaomanhu asked: "Xiangling, if I remember correctly, this person just came in the morning, why did he come again in the afternoon?" ”

Xiangling shrugged her shoulders and said inexplicably: "Who knows?" “

Su Xiaoman was contemplative.