Yang Chengying was not sick, but hungry.

The city of Yaksa is located in the north of the present-day Greater Khing'an Mountains area, and is full of primeval forests.

There is no shortage of meat, but there is a lack of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, which causes Yang Chengying to lose his appetite.

I was hungry, but I couldn't eat a bite of meat.

He lay on the bed in his room, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

The Northeast is really bitterly cold!

The sound of the wooden board being trampled on, Yang Chengying's eyes lit up, and the emotion just now disappeared immediately, replaced by vigilance.

"It's me, my lord."

Zarimu saw Yang Chengying's vigilance, and approached with a smile with a tray.

"The voice was so small, I thought someone was sneaking up on me."

Yang Chengying put away the short knife and made an excuse.

Zalim smiled: "Your guards are very powerful, how could anyone sneak attack you." But judging by your reaction, the minister probably understands. ”

"What do you know?" Yang Chengying sat up from the bed and wrapped himself in a blanket.

"They often say that you never relax your self-training, always like a sharp sword in a sheath."

Zarimu looked at the translator, "You didn't even pay attention to the interpreter beside him. ”

Yang Chengying was stunned for a moment, and found that he was really talented in language, and he could understand Jurchen without translation.

So much so that I forgot that the translator was right next to me.

Zarimu, on the other hand, needed a translator to translate the Chinese he spoke into Jurchen.

"Don't foreshadow, what's the matter with you coming to me." Yang Chengying asked.

Zarimu has been to many places after all, and his speech is crooked.

"Oh, this is the rice porridge I gave you, you can take a bite."

Zarimu said, picked up the wooden bowl, put a little in the bowl with a small spoon, and ate it in front of Yang Chengying and the translator.

It turned out that the small wooden bowl was used for this purpose, and I was afraid that I would be worried about poisoning, Yang Chengying thought.

"It's safe, you can eat it."

After waiting for a while, Zarimu said.

Yang Chengying waved his hand and said, "I don't eat." The upper and lower are one, how can there be a reason to open a small stove for me alone. ”

"It's for the patient, it's okay for you to eat." Zarimu is still persuading.

"Then I won't eat it, I'm not sick, pretend to be sick!"

Yang Chengying changed his words: "It's you, it seems that you have something to hide from me." Tell me, where did this rice come from? ”

"This is the brown rice grown by the minister's own family, it is extremely cold here, and there is little grain, which does not mean that rice is not grown."

Zarim replied.

Yang Chengying understood a little and said, "In other words, each of your chiefs' families has a little land to grow grain. ”

"Yes." Zarim said bluntly, "The seventeen Haradas of the Daur Department have already discussed and donated some food. ”

"It's a bit of a surprise to be so obedient all of a sudden." Yang Chengying said.

When the city of Yaksa was first conquered, the tribal chiefs, known as "Harada", came to pay tribute and submit to Yang Chengying.

Whether they were active or forced, the tribute was mainly mink.

Yang Cheng guessed at the time that they had some rations, but when they were in urgent need of food, they refused to take it out, because they had not surrendered in their hearts.

I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but I didn't expect that after a few days, my attitude completely changed.

"They said, I didn't expect you to do what you say, really take the lead in abiding by principles, such an army will not be able to defeat in a lifetime."

Zalim smiled awkwardly: "Actually, at the beginning of defecting to you, I also wavered. But seeing that you ordered and forbidden, I'm glad you didn't do anything stupid in the first place. ”

said so frankly, Yang Chengying was unexpected, and he had a little more affection for Zarimu.

"The emperor is above, the thick earth is below, there are only three of you and me here, I might as well tell you something."

Yang Chengying said with a smile: "I have long been wary of you. I still remember when we were drawing maps together, I deliberately tested you, and I found that you had a lot of reservations in your heart. ”

With that, he laughed.

Zarim was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Doubts were dispelled in laughter.

"Eat it, if you don't eat it, it will be cold." Zarimu persuaded for the third time.

Yang Chengying picked up the bowl at this time, and after only taking one bite, his eyes lit up: "I still have to eat whole grains!" When I build a post station, I will be able to bring the grain to the city of Yaksa, and you will all have brown rice. ”

"If so, your rule here will be as solid as a stone."

There was light in Zarim's eyes.

Yang Chengying didn't take the conversation, he was eating.

After another day or two, Cao Bianjiao and Wang Fuchen appeared in the upper reaches of Heilongjiang.

They marched slowly.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look, it's the king's banner!" ”

"What, the King's Banner?"

The soldiers looked up into the distance.

I saw a banner written with "King Liaodong Jingluo Yang of the Ming Dynasty", fluttering in the wind.

"It's here! We're here! ”

The soldiers were all moved to tears.

With this encouragement, the soldiers urged the Sauron captives to move on.

After walking for a while, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

The welcoming party on a white horse galloped like the wind.

When they approached the expedition, they quickly split into two columns, leaving a path in the middle for the expedition to pass.

"On the orders of King Zhou, welcome the triumph of the army!"

After Li Dingguo finished speaking, he made a knife salute, and then the trumpet fired in unison.

Cao Bianjiao was so excited that he held his head high proudly, and led the soldiers to escort the captives through this passage.

They walked for a while and approached the Yaksa Walled City.

The original walled city of Yaksa had been destroyed by artillery fire, and it was newly built.

Yang Chengying stood on the walled city to greet the triumph of the expedition.

He looked at the soldiers, and the soldiers saw him.

Cao Bianjiao and Wang Fuchen dismounted, Cao Bianjiao hugged his fists and said: "Minister Cao Bianjiao, lead Wang Fuchen and four hundred and eighty horsemen, and sacrifice prisoners in front of the king's array!" ”

"Well done! I have prepared a sumptuous meal for you, and you give the captives to Lu Guangzu and eat in the canteen. ”

When Yang Chengying talked about Lu Guangzu, Lu Guangzu stood up.

At this time, Yang Chengying believed that a bowl of rice was worth a hundred words.

"Your Ministers obey."

Cao Bianjiao and Wang Fuchen were overjoyed, and after handing over the captives to Lu Guangzu, they took the soldiers to the canteen to eat.

The diet was hearty, with millet porridge that I hadn't eaten for a long time, as well as vegetables and meat.

Listening to the sound of eating in the canteen, the soldiers outside the canteen swallowed their saliva.

"Don't fall!"

The cook whispered, "The best rice is rice soup, let's divide it." ”

When the soldiers heard this, they came over with dishes and chopsticks.

Wrap the rice pot in a circle.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Chengying originally wanted to see the food of the expeditionary team, but accidentally bumped into the soldiers deciding rice soup.

"King, my subordinates are drinking rice soup."

The cook's sentry smiled awkwardly.

The soldiers also stopped, and they all looked at Yang Chengying.

Under their gaze, Yang Chengying took a bowl and scooped a little rice soup with a spoon.

"Everyone has been suffering lately, so let's eat together."

Yang Chengying said, bowed his head and drank the soup.

The soldiers also drank with their heads down.

For a while, I could only see the black-haired heads, pitifully drinking rice soup, as if I had eaten a meal of rice.

In the cafeteria, Wang Fuchen ate the fastest, patted his belly, "Belly, belly, my lord treated you badly before." He took a toothpick and put it in his mouth and walked outside.

He inadvertently glanced in the direction of the kitchen and noticed an astonishing scene.