Looking at the walnut-sized piece of meat in his hand, Feng Jiu tilted his eyes and looked towards the young man.

"Why do you want to help me?"

For Dayan, she is a spy, because of her, Dayan's 50,000 soldiers are buried in the frontier and can never return home, among these 50,000 people, there are their brothers, confidants, friends, they hate him, hate her, hate her, although she feels aggrieved, she can understand.

"I think...... The princess is a good person. ”

The young man whispered.

Feng Jiutian looked at the young man quietly for a while, then picked up the piece of meat and took a bite.

The meat was cold and hard, it shouldn't have been roasted this morning, but it was roasted last night, and the young man secretly hid it, although it didn't taste at all when chewed, and it was still a little fishy, but Feng Jiutian felt that this was the best meat she had ever tasted, warm and reassuring.

"What's your name?"

"Back to the princess, the subordinate is named Xiaohuzi!" The young man replied.

"You shouldn't be there yet...... And the crown, right? ”

Feng Jiutian asked casually while eating the meat.

"Subordinate, just past the year of the dancing elephant." The young man spoke shyly.

The Year of the Elephant Dance?

Feng Jiu pondered for a while before she reacted, the so-called year of the dancing elephant was sixteen years old, she looked at the young man's thin body and immature facial features, this appearance did not look like a sixteen-year-old youth at all.

"By the way, when are we going to Qichen!"

Feng Jiu leaned and looked outside, at this time yesterday, everyone set off, but today there was no movement.

Xiaohuzi looked at Feng Jiutian and hesitated, and said in a low voice, "I don't know why, Miss Witty Words, I saw the venison listed by the prince yesterday, and I vomited all night, and I was sick early this morning, and the prince ordered that I would rest here for one night today and set off tomorrow." ”

Feng Jiu tilted his hand and moved, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It seems that this witty girl was completely disgusted by her, and she was disgusted with this psychological quality, sending her to practice.

All day long, everyone was anxious because of the seriously ill punchline girl, but Feng Jiutian was idle.

At noon, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the sun shone through the clouds, scattering the entire camp.

Feng Jiu walked out of the tent with two self-made crutches, facing the gentle sunshine, she took a deep breath, it felt really good to be able to stand, it seemed that because her hands and feet were wasted, there were no soldiers guarding the door, and occasionally someone saw it, but she just looked away coldly.

Not far from the station, there is a frozen river.

A few children the size of Xiaohuzi were carrying water by the river, and there was a faint sound of play, and as soon as Feng Jiutian approached, he heard a young man say.

"Little Huzi, on your birthday yesterday, the master specially left you a piece of meat, how is it, is it delicious?"

Feng Jiu leaned for a moment, and then heard Xiao Huzi's voice ring briskly.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Several young men carried water and walked over from the river, and at a glance they saw Feng Jiutian standing not far away, and the expression on their faces instantly turned cold.

When he walked past Feng Jiutian, one of the young men also spat at Feng Jiutian, there was disgust and resentment in his eyes that could not be hidden, Feng Jiutian looked back at the figure of the young man walking away, a touch of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed lightly.

"Princess."

Xiaohuzi fell at the back, said hello to Feng Jiu, and hesitated.

"Don't blame Tie Zhu, the princess, Tie Zhu's brother died in the Western Regions this time and didn't come back with us, he was in a bad mood, so he would be like this."

Feng Jiu was stunned and nodded lightly.

"I understand!"

After Xiaohuzi left, Feng Jiu leaned to find a stone by the river, sat down, and looked at the frozen lake in the distance, with a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

The original owner was the young master of the Western Regions, pretending to be close to him, and took the opportunity to steal information, resulting in 50,000 soldiers of Dayan going and not returning, this matter cannot be assessed right or wrong, it can only be said that the fault is only the situation, using a war to involve innocent people, and even die for it.

……

In the evening, Nangong Ling returned with a food box from outside, and saw a crowd of people gathering on the frozen lake from a distance.

When they approached on horseback, they saw that the soldiers were carrying up from the river with a basket of fresh and fat fish, which were struggling in the bamboo baskets, and some even jumped out of the baskets, causing everyone to laugh.

"What's going on?"

Nangong Ling asked in surprise.

Zhang Jing, the chief of the guard who followed Nangong Ling, immediately turned over and dismounted, walked over, inquired, and then returned to Nangong Ling and knelt down.

"It was the grain and grass camp that got a way to catch fish, and actually caught tens of thousands of catties of fish from the frozen river."

Nangong Ling's eyes lit up, looked at the river in the distance, and spoke.

"Xuanliang and grass officials."

"Yes!"

Zhang Jing answered the call and turned to leave.

It has been a month since the class teacher returned to the court, and the grain and grass have long been exhausted, and everyone can only use the only remaining dry food to satisfy their hunger, and there has been no hot soup for a long time.

Although yesterday, Nangong Ling took many soldiers to the valley to hunt, but after all, there were very few prey hunted, and it could not be supplied to tens of thousands of people in the whole army, so they could only cling to the distinguished generals and captains, and the rest of the people, not to mention eating, even to take a look, did not have.

And these tens of thousands of catties of fish, not only everyone can drink a mouthful of soup, but even get a piece of meat.

Nangong Ling walked into her tent with a food box, and saw a pale woman lying on the bed at a glance, with distress in her eyes.

"Brother Ling!"

When Punch Yu saw the man in front of him, his eyes turned red, and he threw himself into the man's arms aggrievedly.

"It's all because Yu'er is not angry, which delays the march, so that everyone accompanies Yu'er to suffer the frost here."

"How can I blame you for this!"

Nangong Ling lightly hugged the woman's thin body and spoke gently, thinking of the culprit who caused all this, the light in her eyes turned cold.

"See what I bought you?"

Nangong Ling patted the woman's shoulder and motioned for the maid to open the food box she had brought back.

There are a total of five layers in the food box, the top layer actually has a cup of white fungus lotus seed porridge, the lower three layers are all kinds of pastries, snacks, baked cakes, and the last layer, there are two strings of full sugar gourds, the sugar gourd is wrapped in sugar coating, which looks crystal clear.

"Brother Ling."

Punchline looked at the man in front of him, a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nangong Ling hooked the corners of her lips, took the lotus seed porridge, and fed the woman one bite at a time, and saw a cup of lotus seed porridge to the bottom, but still did not see the woman vomit, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Nangong Ling walked out of the tent, it was already getting dark outside.

The grain and grass manager in charge of the grain and grass was a man about forty years old, and the man was waiting carefully outside the account in armor, and when he saw Nangong Ling walking out, he immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"The last general, Xu Wenqing, the commander of the grain and grass battalion, see the prince."

"Hurry up, please."

Nangong Ling stepped forward to help Xu Wenqing up and spoke.

"The king heard that Commander Xu found a way to catch fish, and within half a day, he caught tens of thousands of catties of fresh fish, and the king was rewarded.

Xu Wenqing's eyes flashed with struggle, hesitated, and finally knelt on the ground.

"The prince forgives his sins, and the last general will not dare to ask for credit, this method of fishing is...... It was the princess who told the last general. ”

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