The grain transportation line is a secret among the secrets, but there is no airtight wall in the world, and the scouts alone are hard to guard against.
Jiang Pengji was dealing with military affairs, inspecting the situation of military training, and the messenger reported something.
"What happened?" she said.
"The 50,000-stone military ration brought from Xingcheng in Hu County was attacked—" the messenger said with a solemn expression.
Jiang Pengji crushed the pen holder in her hand, and there was no extreme expression on her face, but her eyes turned cold.
"What do you mean? The food brought from Xingcheng in Hu County was attacked?" Jiang Pengji asked, "Who attacked?"
The messenger didn't answer, and she knew it.
Almost all of Xu Pei's troops were under his nose, and it must be Huang Song who could sneak up on the grain line without knowing it.
The messenger said, "Although the sneak attack didn't show the flag, but judging from the weapons seized, it should be Huang Song."
The weapon is engraved with the "original" surname, as well as the humble family crest.
The Yuan clan was Huang Song's family.
Jiang Pengji gritted her teeth angrily, it was too inconvenient to transmit information in ancient times.
She received the news that the food team was attacked here, and Huang Song stopped work early and went home.
"How many military advisers know about this? Did you send someone to intercept it?" Jiang Pengji knew that the 50,000 stone of grain could not be kept, but the guy who came to steal the grain should not try to pat his butt and leave, he had to stay." What are they planning?"
Jiang Pengji was in charge of the Central Army, and these days she was dealing with military affairs to keep people safe, but Yang Si was on the front line, and her reaction speed was naturally much faster than her. If the soldiers are dispatched to intercept them in time, they will be able to rub the little thieves who steal food on the ground and send them to the Palace of Hell!
The messenger said, "Qi Guan's military division learned about this and has already dispatched troops to intercept it."
Jiang Pengji trusted Qi Guanrang's ability to handle affairs. Since he made a move, he would definitely not let Huang Song leave unscathed.
Even so, Jiang Pengji was still so angry that her liver hurt.
She spent a lot of money to build a heavy cavalry battalion, and even if she scoured the nobles from the northern border and recovered blood, she still felt poor.
In troubled times, jewelry, gold and silver are not as precious as food.
Although Hu County is a large grain-producing county, and the cultivated land is actively large, it is not easy for farmers to cultivate. Grain is grown, not transformed, and every grain of rice is precious. She couldn't help clenching her fists at the thought of 50,000 stone of grain being taken away or burned by Huang Song.
The audience in the live broadcast room has been following Jiang Pengji for some years, and occasionally they can guess her mood from her expression and eyes.
Needless to say, she must be angry at the situation in front of her.
[Flower Loves Pig Head]: The anchor is not angry or angry, our army of 850,000 salted fish supports you. What is 50,000 shi of grain? We will give you a reward by yourself. Then you will exchange a million-denier grain, eat a bowl and throw a bowl, cook a pot and pour a pot, so that the poor can see the power of local tyrants. Let them know a truth - if you have money, you can really do whatever you want! Not angry not angry.
[Jiajia Fish]: Well, ask a stupid question - how much is 50,000 shi of grain
Jiang Pengji rarely gets angry, and many viewers have been following her for so many years, but so far they have not seen her expression other than calm or smiling.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: 50,000 stone is a lot. If you have been chasing updates from a long time ago, you should know that the anchor once played a drama in Hejian County to limit the purchase of food and curb food prices. At that time, the anchor had only how much food he had, and he calculated carefully, barely holding down the price of ordinary food in Hejian County. Do you think how much is 50,000 shi? In the hands of Huang Song, even if it is burned, it will not be left for the anchor.
[Guo Fengxiao]: According to my observations over the years, one stone in the world of anchors is about 50 kilograms. Let me do a calculation for you. Suppose an adult eats one catty a day, then ten thousand people are ten thousand catties, which is equal to five thousand kilograms, or one hundred stone.
With intuitive numbers, the audience couldn't help but gasp.
[Smuggling to Africa]: No, the grain transporters also have to eat, and their grain is also paid from the total amount of grain transported.
[Shen Yan]: But I remember that Xingcheng in Hu County is only seven or eight days' walk away from the front line, right? How much can the cook eat? The 50,000 stone of grain was transported to the front line, and there must be a large part left. Now that Huang Song has cut Hu, it's strange that the anchor doesn't feel distressed.
Audiences have become accustomed to the plots of TV dramas, thinking that they will take out millions of stone grains in a war.
As everyone knows, these 50,000 stone grains can already support a small war.
Jiang Pengji is not short of food or fake, but it does not mean that she will not feel distressed when the enemy cuts her beard or burns her.
The audience fell silent.
[Finally not last night Xingchen]: I remember that when the Dongqing Shangjing earthquake, the anchor seemed to exchange a lot of food from the live broadcast system. 50,000 shi of food is indeed a lot, but we have more people in the live broadcast room. It is conservatively estimated that one person can donate a pound of food, which is probably enough.
Because Jiang Pengji is too non-mainstream, she has to give a reward when live broadcast for many years.
If someone hadn't reminded her, the audience would have almost forgotten that she still has a system cheat.
What are you afraid of
Their 850,000 salted fish are short of everything except three or five catties of rice.
As long as Jiang Pengji opened his mouth, they would definitely donate.
For many years in the live broadcast room for free, and now I finally have a reason to spend money, I must let people in other worlds see their arrogance!
[Liu Yukong]: Yes, yes, anchor, let's drown Huang Song with food!
The audience's interest was aroused, and before the local tyrants could make a reward, Jiang Pengji actually stopped it.
[Host V]: No need, save it to buy candy for yourself. Even if you give a reward, I won't go to exchange food, it's boring.
Jiang Pengji has her own considerations.
Back then, the Beijing earthquake was a last resort, and now she is far from exhausted, and she will not use the system's exchange platform.
Not because she died to save face, just because she had to pay for it.
Taking 10,000 steps back, she said that she was really short of food, and she didn't need the audience to reward her for it.
After so many years of live broadcast, the popularity points have already accumulated into terrifying numbers.
If she really changed food, let alone drown a Huang Song, she could drown all the people of the five kingdoms in the sea of rice.
When the audience saw her say this, they could only suppress the urge to emerge.
[Thousands of sorrows are harder than the moonlight]: Alright, Madam, baby, I'll go buy some candy.
Jiang Pengji: "..."
After the audience interrupted, Jiang Pengji's anger was replaced by reason.
[Clear lotus leaf]: Anchor, without these 50,000 shi of food, the army will not be short of food, right
There was no one in the tent, Jiang Pengji said in a low voice, "There is no shortage. Eggs cannot be put in one basket, and there is not only one grain line. There is one for Xingcheng in Hu County, and there are several others. Without these 50,000 stones, at most A little uncomfortable, but not enough to starve."
Not to mention, Qi Guanrang would not let Huang Song take advantage and retreat.
The attack on the grain line will affect morale, but the overall impact is not large.