After returning to the city, Zheng Xiong instructed his subordinates to get food and give the attitude first.

Of course, the food is not as good as yesterday, and there is no meat at all, so I got some multigrain steamed buns that are not enough, so I can only pad my stomach.

A wave of millet porridge was arranged, but it was for the Ming army to eat, and this kind of warm and replenishing panacea was just right for the Ming army to nourish the stomach.

As a result, when the generals of the Ming army outside the gate were basking in the sun, they heard that Zheng Xiong had done another thing of favoritism, and they immediately became angry.

It is conceivable that Zheng Xiong is here again.

"Master Hou, has the last general ever offended you?"

"No, I didn't."

"Is that the Hou Ye doesn't like it?"

"No, there's something to say, what's wrong?"

What's wrong, the psychology is unbalanced, and the sun is not pleasant.

"That being the case, the last general said bluntly, what does the Hou Ye think about the Yuan army outside the pass, the last general doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know."

"But why do you do things again and again, I didn't mention it yesterday, Hou Ye has his own considerations."

"Why did you only give us a little rice porridge to drink today, and what was prepared for the Yuan army outside the gate was steamed buns, Hou Ye knew that this rice porridge was not hungry at all, not to mention our situation, Hou Ye also knew that it was the moment that needed to be replenished, so it was too chilling."

"Please also ask Master Hou to give me an explanation, and give my brother an explanation."

How to explain it? I said it's good for you, I don't really believe you when you look like this!

Different cognitions bring different results, perhaps for them, this year is enough to eat and drink, as for health, it is not in their scope of consideration at all.

After thinking about it, Zheng Xiong still told the truth, and first came to a rhetorical question.

"What do I do, you know?"

This must be known, forgetting that Zheng Xiong's old business is this.

The army's evaluation of Zheng Xiong is still very high, if it weren't for the marquis, then what should he be in front of Zheng Xiong?

Not to mention the people of the world, I don't know how many lives have been saved indirectly in the army alone, and relatives and friends are not uncommon in this army.

The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable, what's wrong with me, why did I become like this.

What about the champion Hou, it didn't hinder him, but the title issue was unpleasant, and he never thought about what he had to do with himself.

And remembering why this is happening, all the details, it seems that at some point, a demonic wind blew in the army, and from top to bottom they were talking about the freshly baked champion Hou.

Originally, I could discuss objectively without impartiality, and I didn't match myself, but suddenly the direction of the wind changed, revealing a meaning from top to bottom.

This champion Hou fell on Zheng Xiong's head, just two words.

"Unworthy."

When he faced this topic squarely, when conscience prevailed, he faced Zheng Xiong's bland rhetorical question.

All the doubts are nonsense, what is not appropriate, what is unpleasant.

At this moment, they all dispersed with the wind, and replied respectfully to Zheng Xiong.

"Withdraw Huimin Pharmacy."

I don't understand why the general's attitude suddenly changed for the better, and Zheng Xiong didn't care about this sudden change, and explained.

"You are your own people, for your sake, eat some rice porridge to nourish your stomach first, and then you will eat indispensably."

"As for Yuan Jun, I have my own considerations, eating enough is not necessarily a good thing, so don't think nonsense."

"Look, you should eat less now."

This is your profession, what you say makes sense, and we can't refute it, but after all, you are engaged in the work of licking blood on the knife edge, and you talk to me about health care is sick!

It's a bit confusing to eat less, and I'm so hungry that I can't eat less, isn't it fatal.

However, after the enlightenment, the generals no longer looked at people with colored glasses, and Zheng Xiong's explanation was not unacceptable.

After all, people are professionals.

"What Hou Ye said makes sense, but I hope that Hou Ye will not break his promise, and then let us have a full meal."

The thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and the momentum rushed in, and it was a little uncomfortable to leave.

Not to mention the general's complexion, there was such a moment to figure out the cause and effect of the matter, and he walked away with the attitude of everyone being drunk and sober.

Looking at the departing generals, dragging their weak bodies, and leaving with difficulty, Zheng Xiong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's all to blame on Lao Zhu, what kind of champion Hou is he named himself, and he also owes it.

Go back and follow the official road, and suppress bandits along the road, but it turned out to be such a mess.

Lao Zhu let himself make some military achievements, and he had to make some moves outside the pass.

It's good now, the poison has ruined its reputation, and it is anticlimactic, and it is also for the Yuan army to eat and drink.

It's not bad, I explained it and left, and it was really uncomfortable to meet the strange appearance and eyes of my own people in the gate.

Fortunately, there is nothing that can't be solved by one meal, if there is, then two.

After sleeping and eating lunch, Zheng Xiong didn't think about these troubles anymore, and waited for the Yuan army to recover in his own territory.

Yuan Jun received the food sent by Zheng Xiong, and he was so hungry that he still had palpitations, just looking at the food in a daze.

But there are always a few people who are not afraid of death, and they have chosen between pain and hunger to have the possibility of experiencing pain again, silently praying for the blessing of immortality, and praying that Zheng Xiong's conscience will find that it is not bad.

One bite, two bites.

Soon a steamed bun was eaten, and if I didn't quench my hunger, I continued to eat.

No one robbed it, and they all watched its state intently, letting it play the role of a guinea pig.

The bold starved to death the cowardly, and when others were still experimenting with others on whether the food could be eaten, these people couldn't walk anymore and almost died.

Touching the round belly, basking in the sun quietly, closing your eyes, and praying silently.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour passed quietly.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the expected situation did not happen, and everyone's eyes became brighter and brighter.

There is no routine, the immortal heaven blesses, and the few people who are well fed thank God for their protection.

Yuan Jun, who was already hungry, also looked at the food sent by Zheng Xiong with bright eyes at this time, and he could eat it with confidence.

The power of example is infinite, someone takes the lead in experimenting, and someone takes the lead in charging

With the first person to get food, soon the second and third came in droves, and the soldiers who distributed the food were all gone, leaving only a group of Yuan soldiers to scramble here.

Zheng Xiong didn't give much food, and some of the first ones were to eat, and they could still eat enough.

Hearing the news later, the soldiers of the Yuan Army who came in a hurry looked at the empty scene, and their hearts were cold.

Not only is it painful, but my stomach hurts even more, and the feeling of being hungry is too uncomfortable.

wanted to cry without tears, and could have resisted this kind of encounter for a day or two, but after there was hope, it was broken by his own hands.

The front is full of food, and there is no scum left in the back, and the extreme psychological imbalance finally makes some people unable to stand up and fall to the ground under the double blow of body and spirit.

(End of chapter)