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As soon as Qin Mu stepped into the Ganzhou government office, he saw the little girl running towards him with tears in her eyes, calling out "Young Master!" It was really heartbreaking and made everyone cry. Of course, except Qin Mu.
He raised his hand and said viciously, "I have returned victoriously, and you, little girl, dare to look at me with tears in your eyes. This is really unreasonable. Pancakes, give me some!"
The amazing Yun Qiaoer covered her forehead with one hand and actually took out a pancake with the other hand.
Qin Mu snatched it away, peeled off the oil paper, and took a bite: "Huh? Where did you hide it? Why does it taste weird?"
The little girl blushed, shook her head and said nothing.
In fact, Qin Mu had discovered along the way that she had a habit of hiding things on her body, especially pancakes. She was probably afraid of being hungry before and had a phobia of hunger. Even though her life has improved now, she still subconsciously retains the idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace.
This "last" pancake is Qin Mu. If it were someone else, you would never let her take it out even if you kill her.
"How many days have you not taken a shower?" Qin Mu asked casually after finishing his pancake.
"Sir, you are talking nonsense. I take a bath every day." The little girl finally couldn't bear the burden and collapsed!
"Really? That taste..." Qin Mu pretended to savor it with a strange look on his face.
"Sir!" The little girl's pretty face had turned red, and she stamped her feet and said, "Humph, I will never give you food again."
Qin Mu rubbed her little head and said softly, "Girl, pancakes are easy to spoil. Don't hide pancakes in the future. Hide some that are not easy to spoil. Do you understand?"
"Well! Then what do you think should be hidden, sir?"
"Hide the eggs!"
"You lied to me again, and the egg got broken by accident."
"Who told you to be so careless? This is life-saving food. Who can you blame for your carelessness? Think about it, girl. If you hide an egg in your arms, you can eat it when you are hungry. After a long time, chicks may hatch out. Then the chicken will lay eggs, the eggs will lay chickens, and the cycle will continue..."
Hearing this, Yang Zhi, who was hiding in the small gate of the garden, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and at the same time felt her nose sore. Yun Qiaoer had been staying in the government office these days, and was being taken care of by Yang Zhi.
Although Yun Qiao'er was a quiet person, after much questioning by Yang Zhi, she was able to get a general idea of Yun Qiao'er and Qin Mu's past experiences.
Yang Zhi was born into a family of officials and had never suffered any hardship, but she felt extremely sympathetic towards a little girl like Yun Qiao'er who had to beg for a living alone.
The words of Qin Mu and Yun Qiao'er were amusing but also contained a bitterness that could only be understood by those who knew their experiences. Yang Zhi looked at Qin Mu from between the flowers and trees, not knowing what she was thinking, her watery eyes fixed.
"Zhi'er, what are you doing here?"
“Ah... Daddy, your daughter... It’s nothing, it’s nothing..." Yang Zhi was so panicked that her face turned red, and she responded incoherently, then picked up her skirt and ran back to her boudoir.
Yang Tinglin looked at his daughter's back, then came out and laughed, "Wenzhi! You are finally back. The victory in Xiniu Town has made the whole city of Ganzhou cheer. I am finally relieved. Come, come, follow me to the flower hall. I must toast to Wenzhi today."
"Your Excellency the Prefect is too kind. I was just lucky. I really don't deserve such praise from you, Your Excellency the Prefect."
"You deserve it, you deserve it. If it weren't for you, Wenzhi, Ganzhou would have been lost and I would have no face to live. Wenzhi, if you don't mind, just call me Uncle Yang. I will report your great achievement to the court and ask for credit on your behalf. Now that the Ming Dynasty is full of bandits, it's hard to wipe them out. The emperor needs talents like you to assist him!"
"Since the prefect has given me such a high regard, I would be presumptuous. Uncle Yang, please accept my humble respect."
"Get up, get up, there's no need to go through all this formality, please come in, Wenzhi."
After exchanging pleasantries, the two entered the flower hall, where the servants of the Yang family quickly brought in some side dishes. From the furnishings of the Yang family to the food at the banquet, it was not difficult to see that Yang Tinglin led a relatively simple life in his daily life.
The two of them sat down and drank a few cups together. Qin Mu said, "In terms of merit, Uncle Yang should be the first in defeating Gu Xiancheng. If it weren't for your wise decision against all odds, we wouldn't have the situation today. As for my nephew's small contribution, Uncle Yang, please don't rush to report it. Now the rebels are at the gates of the city and we need to deal with them urgently. This is not the time to report our merits and ask for rewards."
"What Wenzhi said is very good. Let's wait until we have wiped out the traitor Ma Yongzhen before reporting our achievements together. Wenzhi, I have to admit that I know very little about military affairs. The capable generals in Ganzhou have all died. How to deal with Ma Yongzhen next depends entirely on you. What are your plans?"
Qin Mu answered frankly, "My nephew still has the same idea as before. Try your best to recruit Ma Yongzhen. Ganzhou Prefecture currently relies entirely on some baojia for defense, and has no soldiers to fight. Ma Yongzhen is not comparable to Gu Xiancheng. It is not difficult to slowly consume him and eventually force him to withdraw his troops, but it is difficult to truly wipe him out. At present, only recruiting him can quickly and thoroughly solve the problem."
"I have sent people there twice, but Ma Yongzhen has no intention of accepting the offer of amnesty. I am afraid this route is blocked."
"I'll go! I'll go and pacify Ma Yongzhen."
"You go? No! No! Although Ma Yongzhen is a bit loyal, he is a traitor after all. If he does something bad to you, who else can I count on? This is absolutely not allowed."
"Don't worry, Uncle Yang. I am 90% sure that Ma Yongzhen will not embarrass me. I am 60% sure that I can convince him to accept the surrender."
"You? How can you be so sure? Tell me clearly first, otherwise I will definitely not agree to your surrender."
"The secret cannot be leaked. Uncle Yang, please wait for good news."
In order to boost morale, Ma Yongzhen ordered the slaughter of cattle and sheep and lifted the ban on alcohol. This made nearly a thousand of his men happy. There was laughter in the camp, and the sense of frustration that Qin Mu brought in the morning had long since disappeared.
Ma Yongzhen and his generals were eating big chunks of meat in the big tent when suddenly one of his men came running in and reported, "General, General Ma, it's bad, that Qin Mu is here again."
"What? Here they come again?" Ma Liuliang, who was sitting below Ma Yongzhen, threw the lamb leg bone in his hand away and stood up angrily, saying, "Damn it, does the Qin guy really think we are afraid of him? General, please take a seat. I will gather our troops and fetch Qin's head..."
"Liu Liang, be patient." Ma Yongzhen frowned slightly and asked the subordinate who came in to report, "How many troops did Qin Mu bring? Are they infantry?" In his opinion, if Qin Mu brought cavalry like he did in the morning, he should have heard the sound of horse hooves long ago.
"General, Qin Mu did not bring any soldiers this time. He came alone."
"One person?" Ma Liuliang asked back with a strange look on his face, and then kicked the subordinate who reported the news over as if he had been greatly insulted. "Then why the hell are you panicking?"
"Six taels! Back off!" Ma Yongzhen was also confused and asked the subordinate who reported the news, "Did Qin Mu explain his purpose?"
"General, Qin Mu...he said he wanted to have a drink with you."
"Go! Go out and take a look."
When Ma Yongzhen arrived at the village gate, he saw Qin Mu riding alone and stopped an arrow away. Seeing him was like seeing an old friend, with a broad smile on his face and a bright look on his face.
"Master Ma, we meet again." Qin Mu jumped off the horse, clasped his fists and bowed, then walked over directly, leading the horse.
"Open the gate!" Although Ma Yongzhen was confused, he really admired Qin Mu's courage.
Qin Mu walked to the front of the village gate, Ma Liuliang suddenly drew his sword and slashed fiercely. Qin Mu paused but did not dodge. Ma Liuliang's sword just stopped at his neck, shining with a cold light.
Damn! I'm tired of this. Although Qin Mu's heart trembled, his face remained calm. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed away Ma Liuliang's sword. He smiled and said to Ma Yongzhen, "I saw that the Ma family's camp was slaughtering cattle and sheep, and the wine was fragrant, so I couldn't help but come to ask for wine. Ma family wouldn't be reluctant to give me even a bowl of wine, right?"
"Six taels is not rude." Ma Yongzhen clasped his fists and replied, "A guest is a guest. Since Lord Qin is satisfied with my simple meal, please come in!"
Qin Mu and Ma Yongzhen walked in side by side. The whole camp was silent at this time. Nearly a thousand pairs of eyes were staring at Qin Mu, like a thousand laser aiming lines, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then raised his right hand and waved to the troops in the camp: "Hello, comrades, thank you for your hard work!"
"Hello, Chief. Thank you for your hard work." A tsunami of cheers immediately rang out from the camp. Of course, this was just Qin Mu's opinion.
When he roared, not only did thousands of rebels roll their eyes, but even Ma Yongzhen looked at him with a strange expression.
Qin Mu touched the back of his head, waved again and said awkwardly: "Please continue to drink and eat, don't bother me. I'm used to being casual, I don't know how to be polite, everyone, enjoy your meal, enjoy your meal!"
Finally, someone in the camp couldn't help but burst into laughter. With the laughter, the original weird atmosphere was diluted, and some people even began to like this guy Qin Mu.
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