The days when I fished in Daming

Chapter 189
It's like borrowing money, there is no room for bargaining at all, a little bit is better than cleaning.

It's okay, something is better than nothing, at least it can solve the urgent need.

"Thank you, Champion, if you can send it earlier, I will be grateful."

"It's easy to say, I'll send it to you later, we'll be fine if we're hungry first."

Uh, do I have to say that you are righteous and thank you, but why is it so bad.

It was very awkward, and I wanted to express my gratitude, but I just kept it in my heart.

"You are busy, I will take my leave."

"Let's go now, why don't you enter the customs and have a cup of tea, and let me do my best as a landlord."

But pull it down, you will learn a lot of wisdom from a pit, this is not a little bit of memory, waiting to be tricked.

"No, no, you're busy too, let's go."

Hong Boyan Timur left behind these words, quickly got on his horse, took his guards, and left.

There is not much food, so I have some explanations when I go back. Let’s eat what I have today and let’s talk about it tomorrow. Let’s talk about tomorrow.

The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village. No one knows what will happen tomorrow, and maybe the problem will be solved.

Hong Boyan Timur quite thought about it.

Back in the camp, Gao Basi Timur was sitting quietly, when he saw Hong Boyan Timur, he opened his mouth lightly.

"I heard that you went to Yanmen Pass, have you thought of a way?"

The tone was flat, but there was indeed a chilling feeling. In the cold weather, Hong Boyan Timur broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly replied.

"There is."

"Oh, how many?"

Gao Basi Timur, who was not expecting, heard this, his eyes lit up, and his tone softened a lot, but he was still very eager.

"Today's food is available, and it will be delivered later."

"What about tomorrow?"

This question is not easy to answer, Hong Boyan Timur can only tell the truth.

"Not tomorrow."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"No, there is only today, and it will be gone in the future."

There is hope, but it can only solve the urgent need. Looking at Hong Boyan Timur who seemed a little nervous, Gao Basi Timur wanted to have an attack but couldn't.

Hearing this, he waved his hands helplessly.

"That's it! When will it be delivered?"

"It should be very soon. They say they are keeping us close first, and they won't make us wait any longer."

"That's all!"

After saying this, the camp fell into silence again.

Hong Boyan Timur had nothing to say.

Gao Basi Timur gradually had an immature idea in his heart, and a plan that he had wanted to do for a long time but was inconvenient to do gradually took shape in his mind.

Now that the urgent need has been solved and the stomach can be full, then there are more things that can be done with strength.

On the other side, the Ming army who was eating melons was also a little bit uncomfortable.

If you want to send food and grass out, if you give someone else a share, you will lose a share, and you may not be able to eat enough.

It's fine for you to be poisoned, my own people, I can at most show contempt for you, it's not so easy to say when it comes to my own interests.

But fortunately, the food and grass for a day is still within the acceptable range, uncomfortable and dissatisfied, but not to the point of criticism.

One point was deducted from Zheng Xiong's good reputation all the time, and everyone dispersed, what to do.

Zheng Xiong went to Zhang Huaiyuan to explain his purpose, and waited for a reply.

"You said that you want to give the Yuan army a share of food and grass, and let them have a full meal first. Is that what you mean?"

"Well, that's right."

"You, hell, I didn't talk about you last time. It doesn't matter if you play tricks. I believe in you. This time you come again."

"You don't want the heads you picked up for nothing, but let them go again. Now you want food to send to them. Isn't it just for fun? You can't be so cruel if you have food!"

"You have to give me a suitable reason, otherwise the food may not be given to you."

It's hard to save face, and Zhang Huaiyuan is not cute anymore.

There is nothing wrong with this, but how to answer is a problem.

Naha Chu in Liaodong is only likely to surrender, and they have to be defeated. The possibility is not very high, and it may be just someone else's plan to delay the attack.

However, as long as this glimmer of hope succeeds, the income will be very high, and there is no comparison with this bit of food.

At this time, since I asked, it is really hard to answer.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong. In short, sell me a face, just this time, there will never be a next time."

He still didn't say the reason, but Zhang Huaiyuan didn't say much after talking about this point.

Zheng Xiong, as a rising star in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, has grown from nothing, and in just two years, he has achieved a height that some people can't reach in a lifetime. Face is valuable.

"Okay, I won't ask the reason, it's just this time, not the next time."

"Thank you for the call, then I will take my leave and wait for your good news."

He left as soon as he said he would, without dragging his feet, Zheng Xiong just left, making Zhang Huaiyuan worry about gains and losses, and always felt that the face was given for nothing.

As a promotion of Yanmen, Zhang Huaiyuan's ability is beyond doubt. The food and grass of the army can be handled in an orderly manner. The current grain and grass scheduling is not a problem.

After a while, food and grass were raised and sent to Zheng Xiong.

Zheng Xiong got the grain and grass, and asked his civilian husband to send it to the Yuan army.

Everything went well, Zheng Xiong kept his word, and he didn't discount the food and grass, so he saved some food, maybe he could manage a meal tomorrow.

Looking at the food and grass sent, Yuan Jun was still a little grateful, maybe the previous accident was not impossible, and it might be an accident.

The icing on the cake is worse than giving charcoal in the snow. Zheng Xiong's image has been greatly improved in Yuan Jun's heart.

There is no way to wash Zheng Xiong hard, but if you can think about the good side, it is not hopeless. This matter can still be done, and you can keep your word.

Cooking smoke curled up, full of hope.

After eating a full meal, Yuan Jun basked in the sun, only feeling that the years are quiet and good, and the satisfaction brought by the body makes people intoxicated.

Before you know it, it's afternoon, and before you know it, the day has passed.

Early the next morning, smoke rose from the camp of the Yuan army, and the sound of running could be heard from time to time.

The noisy voice woke Hong Boyan Timur from his sleep.

After a full meal, there were no accidents like yesterday, and I finally had a good night's sleep.

It would be even more beautiful if we slept in the cage again, but the camp is too noisy, so there is no such condition.

A little dissatisfied, Hong Boyan Timur asked outside the tent.

"What's the situation, why is the camp so noisy."

"Master Wanhu has an order that the army should set up a pot to cook food, and set off immediately when they are full of food and drink."

"Ah, why don't I know."

"Master Wanhu came here, saw you sleeping soundly, and left without disturbing you. Seeing that the time is still early, we dare not disturb your sweet dreams."

Having come and gone again, his personal guards will definitely not be careless in such matters as setting out. Obviously, Gao Basi Timur must have entrusted him with something.

"What did Wanhu come here to say?"

"I didn't say anything, I just told me not to disturb my lord's sleep, saying that you have worked hard and made great achievements. You only got food after a busy day yesterday. You should sleep more."

How much against your will to say this, obviously dissatisfied with yourself.

He didn't tell himself about the deployment of the army, and discussed it for a while. It was no longer a matter of dissatisfaction, and even trust was compromised.

"Okay, I see."

After a while, thinking about the deep meaning, Hong Boyan Timur stretched his body, feeling refreshed, and it was another day full of vitality.

(End of this chapter)