Chapter 227: Little Soldiers

Mo Lingfeng and Chongjiaqing went down to the city, they both felt that the heat disappeared, Chongjiaqing refused to drink the good things that came from afar, and went to patrol the camp, Mo Lingfeng went back alone and poured a stomach of sugar water.

After she drank the sugar water, she saw that Yin Nan had not come back, so she walked to the door, and just wanted the soldiers guarding to call Nomad Qing, she saw You and Dou not far away, one tall and one short, and they came over with a good discussion.

Nomad Muqing ate too much lunch, his stomach was swollen, and he became shorter and shorter, holding a grass stalk in his mouth, listening to Xiao Dou's troubles.

"I gave her a bracelet last time, she didn't wear it, she must not like it, Brother You, you said that if I send it again, what should I send?"

Nomad Muqing reached out and took off the dog's tail grass in his mouth, took it in his hand and turned it: "In my opinion, gifts have to be sent to people's hearts, you see Fat Wu, he gave Wu Ling a red tassel gun, Wu Ling loves something." ”

Xiao Dou made a difficulty: "Then I. . . How many heads should I send? ”

"Stupid you have it," Nomad Qing rolled her huge eyes, "She lacks a head?" When didn't she kill more than you? She's an emotionless murderer. ”

Xiao Dou nodded again and again: "It's not, it's really heroic. Heroic"

Nomad Qing didn't have a problem with this heartless thing: "Sassy." ”

He saw Mo Lingfeng standing with his hands in his hands, quickly threw away the dog's tail grass in his hand, and hurriedly said to Xiao Dou: "Just give valuable jewelry." ”

Xiao Dou also saw Mo Lingfeng, and hurriedly stopped talking, straightened his waist, walked with his head high, and followed the nomadic Qing, while thinking in his heart: "That is expensive and heavy, and it seems that the last one sent back is still not heavy enough." ”

The two of them walked up to Mo Lingfeng and bowed: "General." ”

Mo Lingfeng glanced at Xiao Dou, looked at him stunned, and then thought about Yin Nan's heartless appearance, and sighed secretly in his heart.

If these two become married, what will their lives be?

She couldn't see it, so she ordered Xiao Dou to patrol the camp, and then took the nomad Qing to the back camp to see her captives.

The two walked all the way, checking the situation of each battalion all the way, and when they were about to reach the back camp, Chang Long was fighting with Feng Fan, and a circle of soldiers surrounded him watched.

Mo Lingfeng walked over quietly, stood behind everyone, and stood on tiptoe with Nomad Qing to look in, and saw Chang Long holding a stick, and Feng Fan holding a spear, stabbing around.

Feng Fan was old, and when he hit the back, he couldn't support it, and he was hit by Chang Long on the arm with a stick, and a spear came out of his hand and flew in the direction of Mo Lingfeng.

The soldiers in front of them hugged their heads to dodge, Mo Lingfeng did not move at all, and Nomad Qing immediately raised his leg and kicked the spear away, and the spear broke through the air and went straight into the wooden stake.

The head of the gun sank into the stake, and the tail of the gun shook violently, and everyone was shocked to realize that Mo Lingfeng had been standing here, and hurriedly bowed.

"General!"

Mo Lingfeng motioned for them to continue, and he and Nomad Qing continued to move forward, and the two walked to the back camp in the sound of salutes all the way, and went to the house where the beans were placed.

The dove-shaped hoove-faced soldier was still standing guard at the door, sitting on a small stool, holding a large bowl of mixed bean rice, and almost all of his head was buried in the bowl.

Hearing the footsteps, he hurriedly raised his head, saw that it was Mo Lingfeng, hurriedly put the bowl on the ground, carefully put the chopsticks on the bowl, got up and straightened his waist, quietly closed his stomach, and shouted in one breath: "General!" ”

Mo Lingfeng lowered his head to look at the bowl, there was still a bowl of rice at the bottom of the bowl left, and there was a palm-sized salted fish on the bowl next to the rice, which was clean and clean, and not a single chopstick had been moved.

She raised her head and asked the little soldier, "Why don't you eat fish?" ”

Xiao Bing hesitated, lowered his voice, and muttered in a whisper: "Yuyu will have fingers and hair in it." ”

Mo Lingfeng frowned, Nomad Qing bent down to pick up the dishes and chopsticks, and pierced the fish's belly with chopsticks, which was clean and clean, and there were no foreign objects.

He said with a straight face: "What nonsense? ”

Xiao Bing looked at Mo Lingfeng and didn't dare to speak, Mo Lingfeng glanced at the fish, then at Xiao Bing, and suddenly said, "Are you from Yuezhou?" ”

"Yes," the soldier cried, "General, I didn't mean not to eat fish or nonsense."

Mo Lingfeng nodded: "I know, you don't have to be reluctant if you don't eat, change to the side, go ahead." ”

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Bing took the dishes and chopsticks from Nomad Qing's hand and trotted to the stove.

Mo Lingfeng crossed the threshold and entered the house, the house was dark and cramped, and in this hot time, it was a shady place.

Zell sat upright with his back against the beans, his face wiped and much cleaner, the wound had been changed, and there was an empty bowl beside him, with chopsticks on the ground, and a jar of cold water next to the bowl.

The food filled his stomach and gave him energy, and the clean face gave him the ambition not to be like last night, because a piece of candy would bow down to Mo Lingfeng.

He stopped and looked at Mo Lingfeng like a lone wolf: "Why doesn't he eat fish?" Don't people in Yuezhou eat fish? ”

He didn't hear the creep muttering.

Nomad Muqing moved in a chair, wiped it with his sleeve, and sent it to Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng bent down and sat down, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and replied thoughtfully: "At this time last year, the Yuezhou River section broke and rushed into the state capital, and the Yuezhou governor and the river embankment dug the embankment in the middle of the night to divert water, and the water was washed away in a poor county downstream, five villages, which were washed away overnight, and the bodies of the deceased were uncollected, soaked in the water, and were eaten by the fish, and the living people caught the fish to eat, and often ate people's fingers and hair in the belly of the fish. ”

Zell and Nomad Qing's pupils fluttered at the same time, and they couldn't believe it.

Nomad Qing quickly retracted the expression on his face, secretly saying that Zeel is of a different race, and he doesn't know if there is a forgiving situation, why haven't he heard it himself?

Is Yuezhou hiding it?

After the shock, Zell remembered the fish he had just eaten, and suddenly rolled in five places, a sour breath surged up his throat, he retched violently, pressed his abdomen with one hand, and felt that there were also human fingers in the fish he swallowed.

He tried his best to suppress his thoughts, and his face was full of doubts: "Why don't you tell the people and dig the embankment again?" ”

Mo Lingfeng replied truthfully: "Because the break is sudden." ”

"I read in the book, your officials, your court, there is food for the victims, and there are places to settle the victims, why do you leave the corpses alone? Why did the victims end up here? ”

Mo Lingfeng replied quickly: "Because the state officials have never reported to the imperial court, in order to seek a future, the officials protect each other." ”

Zell became more and more puzzled: "Why didn't you report it to the court?" ”

"Because I don't dare."

"Don't dare?"

"Because the break was sudden."

It's all because the break is too sudden.

The embankment, which was supposed to be impregnable, turned out to be like a paper paste, and as soon as it collapsed to the end, the river embankment envoys and state officials hurriedly diverted water, killing and injuring countless people, and they did not dare to ask the imperial court for relief, so they simply left the displaced people alone, and even played the imperial court.

As for a group of homeless people who are not in the climate, as long as they are stopped from going to Kyoto, it is better to go wherever they go. (End of chapter)