Sibao County, an official office.
Liao Jia walked into the Government Affairs Hall yawning.
His appearance was somewhat vulgar to begin with, and now his shoulders were slightly slumped, his expression was tired, his eye circles were dark, and his eyelids were swollen, as if he had been addicted to romantic affairs and had caused kidney deficiency. He sat on the table with his eyes slightly closed, and opened them after more than ten breaths, and the sleepiness dissipated.
Qi Shan smiled wryly: "I heard a rumor recently."
Liao Jia picked up the pen listlessly, turning into a ruthless office machine: "What kind of rumors can reach your ears?"
Qi Shan said: "It is said that you have been partying every night."
Liao Jia paused, a drop of ink fell, his expression was ferocious and twisted, his voice suddenly rose, almost breaking: "I have a party every night? Who has no conscience to spread such a rumor?"
Qi Shan looked at Liao Jia’s listless little face.
Liao Jia, who always liked to wear bright red and purple clothes and wear flowers in her hair all day, could no longer show off now. The flowers on her temples were as droopy as their owner. Some people seem to be partying every night, but in fact they work 996 every day, so busy that they can't even use their literary incarnation.
Liao Jia said angrily: "Why don't you say something to help me?"
Qi Shan said: "I believe facts speak louder than words."
Liao Jia: “…”
He used Qi Yuanliang's head to guarantee that this guy was definitely gloating behind his back! As a scholar who stayed behind, Liao Jia hadn't had much rest since he led the troops out of Chen Tang. This was also due to the good physique of a scholar of literary mind. How could an ordinary person withstand such a ravage
Of course, it’s not always this busy.
If the front line needs food and medicine, the rear must arrange for cooks to deliver them. Manpower, financial resources, material resources, food transportation routes, and guard forces all need to be coordinated and arranged.
We must take care of the front line while not forgetting the construction of the rear.
When so many trivial things pile up, there becomes a lot of things to do.
The only thing to be thankful for is that now that this batch of food and fodder is on the way, Liao Jia can rest for a few days and relax his body which has been working hard for most of the month.
While they were talking, the battle report arrived outside the government office.
Liao Jia immediately put down his pen, snatched the bamboo tube containing the battle report, checked the seal, and then opened it to pour out the scrolls with the battle report from the front line. Each piece of bamboo slip contained a piece of news, and he read it all at a glance, and finally let go of his anxious heart.
The last battle report was about Zheng Qiao's death. Before his death, he sent out the national seal, which caused internal divisions and fighting within the alliance army. The army of their lord was divided into two, and they didn't know what the consequences would be. Liao Jia and Qi Shan were both worried about this matter. The only thing that could make them feel at ease was that Qi Shan had not been injured during this period, so the lord should be fine. After waiting for a long time, they finally got a brand new battle report.
Liao Jia laughed and said, "Yuanliang, good news!"
After he finished speaking, he realized that there was someone missing beside him.
You know, every time there was a battle report from the front, Qi Yuanliang would fight with me for it, and he would succeed seven out of ten times. Today, Qi Shan was unusually silent? Was he not worried about the whereabouts of his lord and the others? Liao Jia looked over in confusion.
Qishan was seen sitting there with a pale face.
The raised hands showed a sense of embarrassment as if they didn't know where to put them.
Wen Xin, a scholar, had excellent five senses. He smelled a hint of blood in the air as soon as he took a few steps forward. He was very familiar with this smell in the past few months. He took two steps forward and asked anxiously, "Qi Yuanliang, are you injured again?"
Unexpectedly, Qi Shan blushed and said, "Shut up!"
"Qi Yuanliang, this is not right!" Liao Jia turned his head to find out where he was injured. "Is the injury serious? I'll ask Doctor Dong to come and take a look at you. As for the Lord—"
If you are not careful, you will be silenced.
Liao Jia: “…”
Liao Jia: “???”
Liao Jia: “!
!”
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and vowed to fight Qi Shan to the death - he was so kind as to put aside his prejudice and care about his injuries, but Qi Yuanliang was so ungrateful that he threw his kindness away
He broke through the words and pushed Qishan in anger.
Qi Shan didn't notice it for a moment and fell to one side, revealing a blood-stained mat. Qi Shan's clothes were still blue, and the blood made them more conspicuous. It was hard not to see such a large wet mark.
Liao Jia blinked his eyes and was completely at a loss.
He pointed at the bloodstain, hesitating, his eloquent tongue tying up a knot: "This, this—"
Qishan's expression switched back and forth between black, white, green and red.
finally-
Liao Jia whispered: "My Lord, are you having your period?"
Who could understand the embarrassment of a young and handsome man like him? He wanted to grab a warrior and dig a crack in the ground to crawl into it!
However, no matter how embarrassing it was, it was no more embarrassing than Qi Yuanliang.
He only knew that this fellow could share the pain of his lord's injury, but he did not mention that menstruation, which is unique to girls, can also be considered an "injury"!
Considering the lord's age, his period comes a little late.
"roll-"
When Qi Shan heard the word "burning", he collapsed.
The momentum is like a rainbow, reaching straight into the sky.
Seeing this, Liao Jia knew that he had misunderstood, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "... Could it be that you have hemorrhoids?"
With a swish, the sword was unsheathed.
Qi Yuanliang raised his sword to stab Liao Shaomei's buttocks. The clerks who accidentally saw this scene could not forget the ferocious look of their Qi Zhubu. Liao Jia covered his bleeding buttocks, and the two of them lay on the sickbed together, listening to the old doctor Dong's teachings.
As soon as Doctor Dong saw Qishan’s injuries, he knew that it was Shen Jun who was injured again, and he felt some pity and sympathy for Qishan.
"It will hurt to apply the medicine, Master, please bear with it."
Doctor Dong carefully applied the medicine, washed his hands, looked at Liao Jia again, and asked, "How did Liao Wei Cao get hurt?"
Liao Jia said: "Telling the truth has brought revenge."
After saying that, Qi Shan picked up a wooden pillow and threw it on his head, hitting Liao Jia so hard that he grimaced and the flowers on his temples were crooked.
Doctor Dong ignored the two young men who were tied up and were no more than three years old, and asked, "Does the chief clerk have any other injuries?"
Qi Shan shook his head: "Not really."
Doctor Dong was puzzled: "This is strange."
What kind of enemy did Chen Jun encounter that only injured his buttocks? Judging from the size and depth of the wound, it was about the same as Liao Jia's. This meant that the enemy attacked Chen Jun with a sword, leaving such an injury. Doctor Dong couldn't guess, but compared to the blood all over his body, this injury was considered light, but the location was awkward.
Doctor Dong turned around to write a prescription. Only Liao Jia and the other two were left in the room. Qi Shan tried to divert his attention from the injury behind him and asked, "What did the battle report sent from the front line say?"
Liao Jia: "The first battle report is that Gu Ziyi is dead."
Qi Shan was startled: "Shangnan Gu Ziyi?"
Liao Jia nodded: "Yeah."
Then he added, "It is said that they were attacked by Huang Lie's troops. The thirteen brothers fought to the bitter end, and Shangnan's elite troops were completely wiped out. Qi Yuanliang, while other forces haven't come back yet, should we do something?"
Qi Shan rested his chin on his folded hands, not bothering to open his eyes: "What do you want to do? Take advantage of the situation?"
Liao Jiayang smiled lewdly: "How can this be called taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Gu Ziyi and his brothers were martyred, leaving behind a group of orphans and widows. Now they are in troubled times and have no one to protect them. My lord is kind and compassionate, and took them all away to settle them down. Isn't that good? If the news spreads among the people, it will surely be a good story..."
It is very reasonable to take over the inheritance at the same time as the orphans.
Qi Shan asked him, "Do you take the initiative?"
"How can this be called acting on one's own initiative? If the lord were here, she would agree to do this." Before Chen Tang led the troops to the battle, he made it clear that all matters would be discussed between him and Qi Shan. "Qi Yuanliang, aren't you tempted at all?"
Good man, when did you change your personality
Qishan didn't say anything, but Liao Jia understood him. Taking advantage of others' misfortunes and adding insult to injury are the most evil things that evil people like to do.
After a long while, Qishan said, "Do it secretly."
Liao Jia gestured to him.
"I'll do the work, don't worry."
Qi Shan asked, "Is there anything else?"
Liao Jia continued: "Yes, there is a flood in Yanzhou, and the people seem to be suffering from an epidemic. Kang Jishou has led his troops to occupy Chaoli Pass and successfully reunited with the lord, but Chu Wuhui's whereabouts are unknown—"
In addition to these, there are also some scattered news, which force is suspected to be annexed, which force is wiped out, which force plundered the common people too much and caused riots. The common people in Yanzhou and Qianzhou heard that Huang Lie was defending the common people, and they brought their families to join him...
Qi Shan asked, "Nothing happening over at Tianhai?"
Liao Jia sighed: "Not yet."
Because the front and rear were too far away and there were many unstable factors on the road, it took at least ten days or half a month for the news to be transmitted. The two could only guard the rear while speculating the situation on the front based on the brief battle reports, which made them very worried.
If we let the warriors with higher strength pass the battle report and attack day and night, the time can be compressed to the extreme. But this condition is not affordable for my lord, even if he becomes the overlord of the northwest. Thinking of this, Liao Jia sighed again.
Skin injuries are minor problems for scholars of literary talent.
At noon, Liao Jia was full of energy again.
He had just come out of the cafeteria and brought a copy to the wounded Qishan when he heard the sound of horse hooves and whips blazing on the government street across the wall. His expression suddenly changed.
Hasn’t the battle report been delivered
"Front-line report—"
This voice sounds slightly familiar.
Liao Jia walked quickly to the gate of the government office and saw a face that was red from the sun and sweaty under the helmet.
He said, "Tu Xianrong? Aren't you at the front line?"
The messenger dismounted from his horse, his breathing still catching.
"Liou Wei Cao, a letter from the lord himself!"
Tu Rong took out a secret letter with scribbled handwriting from his arms. Without opening it, one could tell it was written by his master himself. Liao Jia did not open it directly, but took Tu Rong to see Qi Shan.
Qi Shan was also surprised when he saw Tu Rong.
Tu Rong sat down and took a deep breath in the empty Dan Mansion.
In order to send the letter back, he transformed his martial energy into a warhorse and traveled day and night without stopping. When his martial energy was exhausted, he would sit in meditation to regulate his breathing, and take a short rest to recover his energy. After a short recovery, he would set out again. Tu Rong was lucky, and he did not encounter anyone blocking his way.
"The lord wants Lingde and the other two to go to the front line immediately?" Qishan and the other two put their heads together. The content of the letter was very concise.
Tu Rong said: "Yes!"
"Food shortage at the front line?"
The remaining food in various warehouses flashed through his mind.
Tu Rong poured himself a glass of water to quench his thirst, and wiped the dense beads of sweat on his face with the back of his hand: "Our army is not short of food. The two places that are short of food are Yanzhou and Qianzhou. The spring plowing was ruined, and it is too late to sow now. Fortunately, the lord accidentally discovered a crop that can be planted in the summer and will be ripe in March or April, and it can catch up with the autumn harvest. But the crop seeds are not good, and I need the help of my junior sister."
As he spoke, he untied the small box on his back.
Inside were a few skinny ears of wheat that the clerk had found with great difficulty while searching through carpets in the wild.
Liao Jia said disdainfully: "Can this be eaten?"
Tu Rong smiled innocently: "If the lord says it can be done, then it can be done."
Qi Shan sent an official to find Lin Feng and Chen Zhi, and asked a few questions about the battle situation on the front line. When he learned that Chen Tang personally sent troops to rescue Chu Wuhui, Qi Shan was obviously a little unhappy. When they heard that Tianhai asked for help and the two families formed an alliance, Qi Shan and Liao Jia were relieved at the same time.
As long as the two families form an alliance, they will be able to face Huang Lie.
As for the scarce herbs...
Qi Shan said: "I will find a way to raise the funds."
If he didn't go, he would follow Xu Jie's path. Medicinal materials are essential materials in war, and Xu Wenzhu, who works for Tianhai, can't help but hoard them privately. Qishan didn't ask for much, and it was enough for the other party to give the rest to him while satisfying Wu Xian.
Qi Shan and the other man wrote another letter to Chen Tang and asked Tu Rong to take it with him, which mentioned Gu Ren's last wish.
Tu Rong placed the two letters under his breastplate.
At this time, Lin Feng and Chen Zhi also rushed over.
Each of them carried a small package on their shoulders, which contained two sets of clothes. They did not take anything else with them, which showed that they were very decisive.
Before leaving, Lin Feng entrusted the household affairs department to Qi Shan and the other two.
Beijiu served as the temporary head of the Household Department.
Qi Shan said: "Don't worry."
Before it got dark, the three war horses galloped away.
After watching the three people disappear from sight, Liao Jia stretched and said, "By the way, why did the lord get injured this morning?"
After being stabbed in the butt twenty or thirty times, nothing happened
Qi Shan almost got angry and said, "Shut up!"
You are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic!
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Little did they know that their master was suffering during the day.
The moment Chen Tang rushed to Xun Zhen's side, her quick thinking paid off. The three-year-old Chen Tang hadn't figured out what was going on yet, and the moment she woke up, she couldn't control her body, and she fell on her butt due to inertia, hitting the wound, and she screamed.
When I looked up, I met a pair of angry eyes.
Three-year-old Chen Tang blinked and tilted his head: "What's wrong?"
Looking down, there were bloodstains on the tip of the Motherly Sword.
The three-year-old Chen Tang understood something instantly and asked aggrievedly: "Youli is so well behaved, why did you hurt Youli?"
Then he pouted: "The kids will give you half of it."
Evil Thought's expression was still very ugly. She really didn't expect Chen Tang to be able to do such a shameless thing...
Or was I so shameless when I was young
Evil thoughts refuse to acknowledge this.
After a moment of trance, a cold light came towards him. The face that could make anyone fascinated revealed a hint of innocence and cruelty: "Anyone who hurts Youli will be torn to pieces by Youli herself!"
The evil thought chilled his heart and he drew his sword to fight.
He sneered and said, "Would I be afraid of you?"
She looks down on herself at any stage equally.
Wu Xian was startled by the sound of the earth dragons turning over. He hurried over with his men, but saw that everyone under Chen Tang's tent was watching something on the city wall. He asked anxiously, "Are the enemies invading?"
Upon questioning, they are not enemies.
Wu Xian asked again: "What about this noise—"
At the end of the sight, smoke and dust filled the air, sand and gravel flew everywhere, and two auras, different from the literary aura and the martial aura, collided head-on.
The sky in that direction was covered with thick thunderclouds.
It seemed as if a thunderbolt could strike at any moment.