After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Chapter 87 Who dares not to drink?

Although the city is peaceful and peaceful, in the borderlands, the war between Zhongrong and Zhourao has been going on.

At the end of midsummer this year, an imperial decree was rushed from the imperial city to the Weizhou military mansion.

With a roll of loess rolling in the air and the sound of horseshoes thundering, a man galloped towards him on a tall horse. Before the man got close, the loud shout spread into the camp.

"The imperial decree has arrived! Hurry up for eight hundred miles, and the emperor will give you a gold medal. Those who resist will die, and those who rebel will perish!"

A person with a yellow flag tied around his waist is no different from holding a gold medal from the imperial court. No one dares to stop anyone who stops and kills him.The man galloped into the camp, following the neighing of the horse, the man turned over and got off the horse covered in wind and dust, raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"The imperial decree has arrived! The right general accepts the decree!"

In this military mansion that had been quiet for a long time, the word imperial decree was extremely deterrent, the barracks were full of noise, there was a sound of breathing, and then it fell silent.

The voice fell, but no one came out.

After a moment of silence, the visitor couldn't help repeating, "Where's the right general?"

The right general refers to Zhong Liting, who was stationed in the army with the commander in chief and took the post of right general, but everyone is used to calling him major general.

"My lord came by a coincidence. Our right general led the troops to train early in the morning." Wei Ling twitched the corner of his lips and swayed out. "Just now I sent someone to look for it. My lord, should I wait or read it now?"

The urgent mail delivered immediately cannot be waited for, so the person came after a pause, and then solemnly said, "I also ask General Zuo to receive the order on my behalf."

Wei Ling cupped his hands, "Yes."

"All the officers and men listen to the orders—"

There will be fewer rituals outside the general, and the red tape of burning incense, bathing and changing clothes will be saved. The guard lifted the corner of his robe and led the soldiers to solemnly accept the order.

There were many people in the barracks, Ruhuahua was a little far away, she knelt in the corner in a daze, and couldn't hear what was said in front of her.

Only the voice of the last Wei Ling was heard, inexplicably deep and cold, "The minister Wei Ling accepts the order, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

His voice was cold, and Wei Ling's expression became even colder.

According to the decree.Just a few days ago, Zhou Rao's commander led his troops to make a surprise attack. Zhongrong's garrison was defeated and lost Jiankang City. The garrison general led his troops to retreat to Baling. Will be defeated, the above table asks the Zhongrong court for assistance.

It's not a good job to be ordered in the face of danger.

After some discussion in the court, the most suitable candidate was selected. His Majesty immediately ordered Zhong Liting to be appointed as Jiedu envoy, and to take the post of general. He was asked to recruit troops from various states and counties along the road, lead the army to health, and make sure to retake Baling.

The air was cold and silent, and everyone had serious faces.

After Xuanzhi left, Ruhuahua secretly asked Wei Ling what was going on.

Wei Ling touched her head and sighed, "Children, there is going to be a war."

That night, this golden imperial decree was placed on Zhong Liting's case.

Someone with a regular schedule sat in front of the desk and stayed awake for a long time.

In the early morning of the next day, there was rarely morning training in the battalion, and the guard summoned all the troops, and ordered the troops on the school grounds to prepare for the pre-war matters.

It is a difficult and hard battle to be appointed when the army is defeated, and to be ordered in times of crisis. Since the end of last year, His Majesty sought a reason to keep his father in the imperial city, but he has not released him. Now this burden rests entirely on Zhong Liting's shoulders On the other hand, if you win, you will be fine, if you lose, you will inevitably suffer.

The camp was full of solemnity, and Ru Huahua didn't have the heart to pay attention to her little love for her son and daughter any more. She didn't see Zhong Liting on the school grounds.

Zhong Liting sat in front of the case for an unknown amount of time, and the case in front of him was a map made of cowhide.

He propped his forehead with one hand, looking tired.

Ruhuahua paused, then quietly poured a cup of herbal tea and placed it in the corner in front of Zhongliting's case.

Her movements were very light, but she still disturbed someone.

Zhong Liting glanced at the teacup, raised his head, "Are you here?"

Just as Huahua was about to leave, she paused, slowly straightened her waist, and whispered, "Brother, did I disturb you?"

"No. Finished the soldiers outside? Go and ask your brother Wei to come see me."

"Yes!" Ruhuahua responded crisply and went quickly.

It was a midsummer day, and it was extremely hot. She was sweating all over from running, but she didn't bother to wipe it off. She hurriedly notified Wei Ling to go, and then turned around and ran to the military doctor's office.

My brother's complexion is not good, so I need to make up.

Ruhuahua rolled up her sleeves and plunged into the stove, Shiquan Dabu Soup was launched again.

Zhong Liting was making arrangements before his departure.

It is said that "before the soldiers and horses move, the food and grass go first", but now the food and grass in the court have not been allotted, and the higher authorities are urging them to go out.There are [-] generals in the Weizhou military camp, of which more than [-] elite soldiers are stationed in the main battalion, and they have to be recruited along the way. Although Weizhou is rich, the food rations for so many people cannot withstand such consumption...

It took Ruhuahua more than an hour to patiently boil a very large cup of Shiquan Dabu soup, put it on a tray, and rushed into Zhong Liting's tent steadily all the way, "Brother! Here I come!"

"..."

"..."

As soon as it fell, a group of people turned their heads, facing each other for a moment.

Ruhuahua saw Zhong Liting with a look of astonishment in the crowd.

Like a flower: "..."

It's so embarrassing.

There were a lot of people standing in the tent, surrounded by a huge sand table, who seemed to be discussing something, startled by her voice, Qi Qi turned to look at her.

"Yes, I'm sorry," Ruhuahua swallowed, and backed away silently.

She didn't expect that there were so many soldiers in the tent, she lowered her head and said in a panic, "I'll go right away."

"Come here, come here."

Zhong Liting waved to her.

Zhong Liting did not shy away from his own people.

"Major General..." Ru Huahua held the tray and walked over with her head down in small steps.

Zhong Liting saw the tray in her hand at a glance, "... Dabu Tang?" The familiar taste lifted Zhong Liting's spirit.

When everyone heard the words, they raised their ears.

Tonic soup?What to make up?
Ruhuahua nodded.

After a pause, Zhong Liting nodded, "Very good."

Where is it?
Ruhuahua was puzzled and looked up at him.

Zhong Liting didn't explain, but only ordered, "Go get some wine cups."

Ru Huahua nodded, she didn't know what he was going to do, but she didn't ask too much. Hearing this, she silently counted the heads, there were eleven, so she ran to get eleven wine cups and a jug of wine and came back.

Zhong Liting poured the wine in front of everyone, then poured in the cup of Shiquan Dabu soup, and poured a glass for everyone present.

Zhong Liting said softly, "The battle is imminent, today I will substitute medicine for wine, and offer you a toast."

Everyone: You don't have to, I don't want to be respected.

Thanks to everyone for this.

The corner of Wei Ling's mouth twitched, not understanding why he could do such a thing without changing his expression, "Brother Ting..."

General A: "You are welcome, General."

General B: "A gentleman does not take what others like."

……

"You're welcome," Zhong Liting raised his hand after listening to the voices of the crowd, "The so-called happiness alone is not as good as the joy of everyone, please join me in drinking this cup."

He raised his hands in several directions, Zhong Liting raised his lips, his eyes were so sincere, "Please."

　Note: "Eight hundred miles urgent" refers to the delivery speed, not the distance, which is equivalent to the current express
　　
　
(End of this chapter)