Turbidity Lucheng County Ya...... Oh, it should be the handsome tent of the Qin army on the North Road at the moment

As for why the marshal tent is not a military tent but a county government...... The question is that the county order of Turbidity City, which originally surrendered to the Qin army, was directly taken down by the net because he was greedy for ink when the Qin army opened a warehouse to release grain.

To be honest, Zhang Ji actually has a very open view of this aspect, unlike Qin Fa's determination to be greedy for ink. In his opinion, if he can do things well, it is actually nothing to take a little bit of food.

But people can't at least, and shouldn't be, do anything about the relief food in their hometowns!

What's more, this Turbidity Lucheng County Commander had just lowered the Qin army, and as a result, he couldn't even do it for the time being, and began to be greedy for ink.

Speaking of which, this is also Zhang Ji's dereliction of duty, in order to appease the people of Daijun, unless it is impossible to surrender, Zhang Ji still chooses to appoint the original officials of Daijun, but the county lieutenant and the county Cheng have divided most of the power of the county order.

As for the resume, at first, Zhang Ji's mind was full of how to gather the hearts of the people on behalf of the land, and against the 150,000 generations of local border army, but he really didn't have the heart to review it.

Compared with the emperors of previous dynasties, Yingzheng's military ability is actually very average, and he may not be bad in terms of strategic vision, and he can see which are more favorable suggestions and which are worse.

Moreover, the biggest advantage of Yingzheng for the military is that he will never easily interfere with the command of the front line, even if there is a batwing of the organ Suzaku and the public loser, he will not do anything to airdrop warrants, and give full trust to the commander of the front line, otherwise these confiscated family assets Zhang Ji really have no power to use as military funds.

As for the position of the county commander of this turbid deer city, it happened that turbid deer city happened to be the place where the two armies clashed, so Yang Xu, the commander of the army, temporarily served as the fake turbidity deer county commander, and the marshal tent was also set up in the county office under Zhang Ji's wishes.

In fact, the quality of life in the military tent is not bad, especially the bed.

Although it is not a real bed, and it is impossible to pursue so much when marching into battle, it is not a simple bed made of two planks, but a fenced and foldable marching bed.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, this folding marching bed with a fence was not produced by the Mo family and the public loser, but was invented by ordinary craftsmen, and it appeared in the Chu State more than a hundred years ago and became the favorite of many senior officers.

Of course, compared to this exquisite marching bed, it is natural that the softer, more comfortable and spacious bed is more desirable.

In this regard, the generals did not say anything.

Who doesn't know that Zhang Ji is not good at fancy clothes, carriages and horses, and does not like cockfighting, lackeys and hunting, but he is still quite particular about food and daily life.

As Zhang Ji's subordinates, these people naturally often go to Zhang Ji's Mansion to fight the autumn breeze, and many of them send their cooks to Zhang Ji's Mansion to learn those unheard of new dishes, even the imperial chef of Xianyang Palace is no exception.

After a busy day, after confirming that it was only a matter of time for this border army to surrender, Zhang Ji returned to his room early to rest.

Although he did not walk on the rugged and steep mountain roads as before during this time, and the confrontation with the Daidi border army was just a small fight, Zhang Ji still felt physically and mentally exhausted.

It seems that these days are just dealing with the matter of winning the hearts of the people of Daijun, but before the news of the shortage of food and grass broke out by the 150,000 generations of local border troops, the string in Zhang Ji's heart has been tightened, and it was not until today that the attitude of the local border army was determined, and he finally relaxed.

The mental exhaustion from the long-term mental tension spread with his relaxation, and the physical fatigue that was also overcome by the mental tension also spread.

As soon as Zhang Ji entered the room, he hastily untied his clothes and armor and fell down on the bed, his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

It's just that just when Zhang Ji was about to fall asleep, two pairs of soft wattles accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind hit him and landed on his back.

Zhang Ji's first reaction was that it was a woman sent by a family who tried to seduce him and make his own family have a relationship with him.

After all, these things are not less.

Although Zhang Ji is lustful, he still barely maintains a state of guarding himself outside.

Well, to put it bluntly, they are used to eating big fish and meat, and the ladies in the family are peerless beauty women in all dynasties and dynasties, and their vision is high, and they can't look down on those vulgar fans at all.

But these two hands are very delicate, the ice muscle and jade bones are pressed on the back and shoulders of Zhang Ji's faded shirt, and the flexible green jade fingers contain full strength, so that the words that just wanted to reprimand and retreat were instantly blocked.

Of course, Zhang Ji did not drink back the owner of these two hands, and the bigger reason was that he could distinguish the breath of these two bursts of fragrant wind.

Even if you don't know spices anymore, you can roughly distinguish the different spices used by each wife and concubine in the family when you get along every day.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Ji didn't turn around, and continued to bury his head in the quilt, his eyes closed and enjoying the massage of the beautiful woman behind him.

One red and one pink looked at each other and smiled, a flame rose in the hand of Flame Lingji, and casually threw the flame into the charcoal furnace, and Tian Mi on the side was playing with charcoal, making the charcoal fire burn more vigorously, and opened the window a little, and after a while, a little warmth poured out of this room.

According to the solar terms, it is already winter.

The land is far to the north, and the temperature drops faster and lower, that is, the realm of a grandmaster like Zhang Ji does not need to light a charcoal fire, and he also took off his shirt and lay on the quilt.

"It's been a few months since you've been gone, and you don't write a letter, and everyone wants to know your news all by collecting nets, so don't you send someone to warm your bed, and by the way, prevent you from messing with flowers and grass outside, and bring us a sister."

Flame Spirit Ji is still the same Flame Spirit Ji, even if she has been a woman for many years, she still does not change her past temperament, and she shows no mercy to the male master of the family in her words.

"And the sisters in the house, the most suitable one is me."

Speaking of this, Flame Lingji's beautiful face couldn't help but show a little smugness, and after throwing off the black boots under her feet casually, she threw herself on the bed, and lay on Zhang Ji's body, the soft fat mountain and snow sea were tightly attached to Zhang Ji's body, grinding, and the tip of her upturned nose greedily sniffed the breath on Zhang Ji's body, and her face was full of intoxication.

Tian Mi, who was dressed in a pink and purple dress, just turned around, and saw Flame Lingji running away, she couldn't help but snort softly, and immediately pounced on Zhang Ji's back, snatching back her half of the position.

Feeling the delicate body behind him, and also smelling the fragrance close at hand, Zhang Ji's spirit became more and more relaxed, and gradually fell asleep.

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