Halfway through the wax moon, the snow in Xisai gradually melted, and the sky gradually revealed a bright blue and white color, no longer full of yellow sand, so depressing that people couldn't breathe.

No matter what the year is, the last person who starves to death is the cook, and the same is true in the army, according to the regulations, a thousand or so people in the Zhichong Mansion will set up a Huotou military camp, the Huotou military camp is not on the front line, and the position is low, it is the kitchen that serves the military uncle, but their food is the best, the special supplies of the officers, the meals of thousands of government soldiers, a little bit in the east, a little shorter in the west, the sergeants of the Huotou Army, although they do not eat fragrant and spicy food, but they are much better than the ordinary government soldiers.

"Juncao, it's time for lunch" A chubby, oily-faced fire-headed soldier, carrying a large bowl, stepped in, here is a simple wooden shed, spread some hay as a bed, there is a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, cross-legged with his eyes closed, sitting on it, his face is melancholy.

Chen Ziang proposed that Li Dan lead a light cavalry back to Xizhou to boost the morale of the defenders of Xiyu Shigu City, and proposed that he pretend to be the emperor's heir, which seriously touched Li Dan's self-esteem.

The city of Xiyu Shigu was broken, Xizhou was in danger, Li Dan did not hesitate to use the political power of the DPRK and China, and forced the left and right leading the army guards to go forward, encountered sandstorms, lost troops and generals, and the right jade guard was trapped in Xizhou, which was full of dangers.

Encountering a series of fiascos, Li Dan not only did not reflect on his incompetence in the use of troops and the lack of military strategy, but instead intensified his humiliation of Chen Ziang, and transferred him from the right guard battalion on the flank back to the Chinese army.

Chen Ziang had a square temperament and obeyed the dispatch, but he couldn't bear the humiliation, closed the door, did not enter the water and rice, and resisted silently.

"Juncao, let's use some" The big bowl is filled with more than half a bowl of food, the collocation is very strange, the color is black, yellow and clear, obviously a miscellaneous grain, the floating breath, full of mildew taste, a few pieces of mutton slices on the top, and a few pickled cabbage.

Chen Zi frowned, looked at this sea bowl, and didn't speak for a long time.

When the firehead saw this, he sighed and was about to take the sea bowl and leave.

"Wait" Chen Ziang suddenly spoke, took the sea bowl, picked up the chopsticks, took a few big mouthfuls into his mouth, chewed and swallowed hard, the grains were a little choked, but he ate seriously, as if he was eating a delicacy.

Huotou Jun's fat face smiled like a flower, chattering beside him, "It's good that Jun Cao has figured it out, it's not okay to skip meals...... It's just a pity, some time ago, I could still eat beef stew, the lamb tube bones, oily, but to satisfy my cravings, it's a good day to be full of white rice...... This period of time has not been completed, and the good things that have been sent back have been counted, and they have been made for the officials, and there is nothing left...... The ones sent to the soldiers were all miscellaneous grains, and the amount was not right, but more than half was missing, so they could only be made into gruel for them to eat......

Chen Ziang paused, gobbled up again, ate most of the bowl of multigrain rice, put down the dishes and chopsticks, "You take me to the warehouse, take a look at the grain and grass they sent."

Huotou Jun Cao is in the Huotou Army camp, or it is the same, the Huotou Army up and down are waiting, opening the warehouse, some grain bags have been opened, inside, it is difficult to say that it is grain, half of it is miscellaneous grain, half of it is sand and gravel, and the grain bags that have not been opened are all bulging and full, but they don't know what strange things are waiting for them.

"The people on the military are really unkind, even if it is mixed with sand, it is better than making these sand and gravel, just filter it with a sieve, mixed with sand and gravel, all have to be sorted by hand, but it takes effort."

"Hey, the sand and gravel are all good, do you see that grain bag, I looked, it was filled with some wet wood, the amount was enough, and the grain was all sprouted and flowered."

"You haven't opened your eyes, hehe" The people of the Huotou Army were complaining, and one of the younger ones jumped out, pulled out a black wooden box, and opened the lid of the box, "None of you know what it contains, a few iron packets, and the place next to it is all stuffed with bran, porcelain and porcelain ......"

Chen Ziang's face was full of anger, his eyes were black for a while, and he staggered to the box, looking at the iron bags, he didn't care about the bran, and took out a few iron bags one by one, some of them were some weight, and some were much lighter.

"Moth, moth" Chen Ziang roared angrily, his eyes were red.

He knew that these iron bags were not ingredients, they were shells of the Yushan army, and they should not appear in the treasury of the Huotou military camp, but they appeared, the militaristic heavy weapons, the number was wrong, and they cut corners, sitting in the rear of Di Dao, the king of Hanoi Wu Yizong, who was in charge of military quarters, was really incompetent and stupid, greedy for profit, and lawless.

"Jun Cao ......" Huotou barracks everyone was silent.

Chen Ziang raised his hands, covered his cheeks, and cried, and everyone gathered around, but they didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he wiped his face vigorously and stumbled out.

He went to the big tent of the Chinese army and rushed to the tent of Li Dan, the generalissimo of the army, and after a while, there was a sharp roar from inside, and several Blue Silk Army guards were ordered to enter the tent, set Chen Ziang out, and handed him over to the military justice team.

Outside the gate, a few bold people in the Huotou military camp watched from a distance, the military justice team pressed Chen Ziang to the ground, the executioner raised the ghost head knife high, the knife fell in his hand, and a pool of blood splashed on the flagpole in front of the gate, red and dazzling.

The good skull rolls away, and he doesn't blink his eyes.

The fireheads shuddered, and each returned to the camp in silence.

Shendu, Zongzheng Temple Prison.

A group of carriages and horses stopped in front of the door.

Quan Ce got off the horse from Yuyao, the carriage curtain was lifted, and the first to come down was Li Bao'er, the county lord of Anle, she jumped down lightly, turned around and stretched out her hand, and supported Li Xianhui, the county lord of Yongtai, to get off the carriage.

"The lower officials and others will meet the right servant" The warden of Zongzheng Temple Prison led a group of subordinates, poured out of the nest, hurriedly greeted him, bowed down and saluted, and saw the two county lords behind him, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Quan Ce nodded, put his hands behind his back, and walked up the stairs by himself, and Li Bao'er and the two followed behind, following in unison.

The officials of Zongzheng Temple Prison were divided into two rows, accompanied by the attendants, all with wry smiles, but they didn't dare to say more.

Li Bao'er looked at the back of the right policy in front of her, shook her head, looked left and right in a strange way, and wrinkled her delicate nose at the officials on both sides, she and her eldest sister had been here once, but they were blocked by these scarlet-robed and green-robed officials on the grounds that they had no official credentials and could not let go.

"Quan Shilang, according to the rules, the clan that meditates and reflects, is not allowed to see outsiders, and the officials are ......," the warden said cautiously, while talking about the rules, he stretched out his arms to guide the way for the power policy, which was very contradictory.

These words are said to the two county lords, and the royal family and nobles who can move the power of the servant must not be simple people, and they really can't cause trouble for official business.

"Your official is duty, it is Xianhui who has caused you trouble," Li Xianhui apologized softly.

"The minister didn't dare to be" The warden saw that the effect had been achieved, and he accepted it when he saw it, and he no longer made noise, accompanied him to Wu Yanji's cell, ordered people to open the prison door, and consciously led the crowd to leave, and the surrounding jailers also withdrew.

"Husband" Li Xianhui called, stepped forward quickly, and threw herself into Wu Yanji's arms.

Quan Ce turned around and paced to the side, and Li Bao'er also followed, covering his mouth and snickering.

After a long time, Li Xianhui hung her head and came over, biting her lip, and said shyly, "Big brother, my husband invites you to come over."

Quan Ce smiled and walked over, and behind him came Li Bao'er's banter and Li Xianhui's embarrassed begging for mercy.

"Brother Quan, it's true that the left and right leading guards encountered sandstorms, but they didn't die from sandstorms"

"They are starving to death, and only half of the grain and grass sent to me by the Wuyi Sect are edible."

"If it weren't for the lack of food, I would never abandon my comrades and run away from the battle, wagging my tail and begging for mercy from the foreign vassals."

"Damn, it's Wu Yizong, it's Wu Yizong"

Wu Yanji was filled with indignation, burst into tears, and shouted loudly to complain.

Quan Ce's brain buzzed, and his heart twitched for a while, he fed Wu Yizong's greedy Gu with gold and silver, and the Gu worm became big and began to bite people.

The left and right leaders are in the hands of Wu Yizong, but he is just a shadow puppet, and it is Quan Ce himself who is at the mercy of the line.

"Left and right lead the army guards, and they will definitely be able to rise again"

Quan Ce settled down, grabbed Wu Yanji's fist and gave him a promise.

The dawn of the Tang Dynasty

Dawn of the Tang Dynasty original