"Brother Liu, Brother Wan, I'm working hard."

Liu Kaishan and Wan Yi's mansion hurriedly returned the gift, saying that they did not dare. Li Luo immediately ordered Qian Yi to send an order, and the army set out immediately, but they were not willing to stay for a moment.

"General, please wait." Pang Wanci saw that the army had signs of leaving, and said he would leave as soon as he left, and quickly shouted.

"Is there anything else about Mrs. Cheng?" Li Luo looked at Pang Wanci in surprise.

"I think the general's soldiers are all light cavalry and simple clothes. They should not bring much dry food. There is still some surplus food in the city. If the general doesn't dislike it, please take it with him. If it falls into their hands, it will be a waste of money." Pang Wanci said with a grudge.

Li Luo secretly praised the magistrate's wife, who is not very old and has good eyesight, does not have too many food and grass in the camp. Li Luo thought for a while, but was not polite, and said loudly: "Get enough of the people in the city, please lend me the remaining surplus grain temporarily, and will return it in the future."

"No need, although Xiuchuan County has no reputation, it has never starved to death." Pang Wanci said proudly.

Li Luo smiled and said that Pang Wanci's move was no less than solving the urgent needs of the Northern Expedition Army. He thanked him and ordered Yingfeng to go and pass the order. Yuan Jun led his soldiers to collect grain, so that he would keep enough of the people's needs.

The people of Xiuchuan City have rarely seen such a polite and polite official in Dagan, and they are also a young general. Pang Wanci's husband is one, and there is another in front of him.

Pang Wanci called Li'er and another city citizen and brought Yuan Jun and his soldiers into the city to get food. Pang Wanci was very prestigious. Seeing that Li Luo was in a hurry, he did not discuss with others and made a decision without authorization. There were many people who muttered to give food secretly, but no one was resentful, and the young general even said he would pay it back.

Li Luo was sure that with food, at least the morale of the army would be more stable. If he couldn't even eat enough, it would be a waste of time to gather the morale of the army by relying on the reputation of the commander alone.

"Can there be paper and pen?"

"What do the general want paper and pen to do?"

"The word "is established" as the basis, and the amount of grain borrowed today will be returned to it in the future."

"Ah, the general is overly worried, really doesn't need to."

"I have to pay it back." Li Luo said loudly, with an unquestionable meaning in his words.

Pang Wanci was stunned, bit his lip, and refused: "I can't find paper and pen."

"Are the old scholars carrying pen, ink, paper and inkstone everywhere? You can just look for him." Someone responded casually, and Pang Wanci glared at the talking villagers in anger.

Li Luo laughed and said, "It's great, but this old gentleman?"

The old man surnamed Qi moved aside after Li Luo saved him, and did not speak any more than persuading Pang Wanci. It was a quiet and different past. However, the people guarding the city did not notice the abnormality of the old man surnamed Qi, and only remembered it when Li Luo came to borrow pens and ink.

The old man surnamed Qi shrank his neck and muttered, "It's time to lose his head when fighting, who would still carry a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and be pedantic?"

"Hehe, old scholar, aren't you talking about yourself? You bring your things with you when you sleep in the cottage. I'm afraid you don't plan to bring them into the coffin. You won't bring them with you at this time? What a genius believe."

The old man surnamed Qi blushed and shouted with a thick neck: "If you don't believe, you won't stand, you won't be honest, what are you talking nonsense!"

The old man surnamed Qi was very confident, but unfortunately he covered the front of his clothes as if he was dead, but the truth was revealed. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone that the villagers said must have been brought to the old man surnamed Qi. Pang Wanci secretly glanced at Li Luo and saw Li Luo looking at the old man surnamed Qi with a strange expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pang Wanci coughed lightly, and Zhengyan said, "Mr. Qi, since you have it with you, please lend it to the general."

The old man surnamed Qi stretched his face and was silent for a moment. Then he reluctantly took out a few things from his arms. While handing them to Li Luo, he said sharply, "Be careful, don't ruin my old things."

When Li Luo received the pen, the pen was a silver fox pen, the ink was a crane ink, and the ink was a Yushan inkstone, and the paper was only ordinary. It was indeed surprising that these things appeared on an old man who was poor and poor. However, although the things were extraordinary, they were very common in Li Luo's eyes. If there was anything different, it was probably these things that made the old man play with, and it was obvious that they were ancient things that were old.

The pen and inkstone can be worth some silver, but the old man surnamed Qi is in such a desolate land, but he still treasures these two things. It must be the old man's favorite thing and he is reluctant to separate for a moment.

Li Luo did not make fun of the old man Qi, and looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand with a plain expression. Yushan inkstone is a good stone jade, which makes it cool and the back seems a bit rough. Li Luo did not turn it over and look carefully. He gently brushed his fingers, and it should have been engraved with a word, syllable.

The old man surnamed Qi was afraid that his treasure would be ruined in Li Luo's hands, and stared at him with a painful face, which made people laugh. Pang Wanci smiled but didn't say anything, and called someone to bring some clear water and personally lace ink for Li Luo. Perhaps he had read it wrong, but when the Yushan inkstone was in Pang Wanci's hands, the old man surnamed Qi's tense face calmed down a little.

After the ink was ready, Li Luo took a stroke and wrote a owed book to Pang Wanci, and said in a harmonious manner: "Madam Cheng, if the peace in the future in the future, or if you go to other places in the Northern Palace or the Central Palace, you can use this letter to go to the Zuifu Mansion to govern the Mizushi and the inner-ministered officials to receive the grain they borrowed today. If you encounter any difficulties, you will find a higher-ranking official at the court, and naturally someone will pay attention to it."

Pang Wanci took the paper and couldn't help but feel nervous. The young general in front of him was so bold, but he looked so calm, and it was definitely not just a sarcastic voice.

Li Luo returned all the pens and inkstones to the old man surnamed Qi. The old man jumped up and protected him with a treasure in his arms, with his expression comparable to that of an unscathed iron rooster.

Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "Does the old man recognize me?"

The old man surnamed Qi froze, and everyone around him, including Pang Wanci, looked at Li Luo and the old man surnamed Qi in surprise. The old man surnamed Qi smiled and lowered his head and replied flatteringly: "This, I'm sorry, I've really seen a general, but I'm old and have no good memory. This, this, I'll think about it carefully."

Li Luozhanyan smiled and said, "It's okay, I can't remember it, maybe it's unknown if I remember it wrong."

Pang Wanci didn't take this small incident to heart. The people guarding the city thought that Li Luo had read it wrong. The old man surnamed Qi said this to be a gift on his face, so he would just use this name to deceive him in the future.
Chapter completed!