Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth in no hurry
"I would like to thank you, Commander-in-Chief.
Commander, I will boldly ask, have you thought of something?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu who looked a little confused, chuckled and shook his head.
"It's hard to say now!"
Zhou Baoyu frowned subconsciously when he heard Young Master Liu's words.
"Hard to say?"
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, held the bamboo pole and tapped it gently in his hands, and looked up at the map in front of him again.
"Yeah, it's hard to say."
Zhou Baoyu skillfully tore open his tobacco bag, pinched out a handful of tobacco and stuffed it into the pot.
"Commander, what you said is hard to explain.
Can it be understood that you have indeed thought of something?"
Hearing Zhou Baoyu's question, Liu Mingzhi raised his brows slightly and nodded with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.
"That's right."
Zhou Baoyu nodded silently and did not ask anything again.
He took out the fire stick, lit the tobacco, and took a slow puff of smoke.
In the swirling smoke, Zhou Baoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and deep memories once again showed in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, he began to recall all the past events related to those Russian caravans.
The mood on Liu Mingzhi's face changed just now after he mentioned the incident of the Tsarist Russian caravan.
This means that the Tsarist Russian caravans traveling between Dalong and Tsarist Russia are likely to have something going on.
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Caravan, caravan, what is wrong with it?
Are those caravans from Tsarist Russia, not real caravans?
Or are there some special characters caught in those caravans?
Or maybe those people in the caravan did something secretly behind his back?
You know, it's in your own camp.
Tens of thousands of elite soldiers are stationed in the camp. Every day, whether day or night, there are soldiers on duty patrolling continuously.
Under the nose of tens of thousands of soldiers, what kind of things can those people do?
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu, who was frowning slightly, puffing out light smoke silently, and thinking to himself. He smiled and reached out to touch Young Master Liu's arm.
Liu Mingzhi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Song Qing.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Third brother, if you think of something, you might as well say it directly.
See for yourself how worried Brother Baoyu is now because of your words."
Young Master Liu looked at Song Qing who was smiling and looked back at Zhou Baoyu.
Seeing him frowning and thinking secretly, he shook his head helplessly.
"Brother, it's not that this young master is deliberately trying to embarrass Baoyu.
It’s just something I’m thinking about, and it’s really hard to say now.”
Zhou Baoyu thought about it over and over again, but could never think of anything wrong.
He exhaled with a depressed expression and looked helplessly at Young Master Liu.
"Commander, I have just carefully recalled the past events about the Tsarist Russian caravan, and I still don't have any clues."
"Baoyu!"
"Commander?"
"You don't need to think about things because of my young master's words."
Zhou Baoyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently.
"Yes, I understand."
Song Qing turned his head and glanced at the location of Dalong Frontier on the map, and took out a handful of shredded tobacco from the tobacco bag and put it into the pot.
"Third brother, as the saying goes, one person can calculate the shortcomings, and two people can calculate the advantages.
If it's convenient for you, you might as well tell Brother Wei and Brother Baoyu what you just thought.
In this case, it may be difficult for you to tell.
After the three of us brainstormed and discussed, it became easier to talk about."
As Song Qing talked, he lit his own tobacco from Zhou Baoyu's smoking pot.
"Of course, if it's not convenient for you to say it, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
Zhou Baoyu immediately took off the cigarette holder and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, I will second my opinion."
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently, raised his hand and put the bamboo pole aside.
"There is nothing inconvenient to say about this."
As Liu Mingzhi spoke, he picked up his tea cup, turned around and walked towards his desk.
Seeing this, Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu also picked up their teacups and followed.
Liu Mingzhi sat upright on the chair carelessly, nodded, took a sip of tea, and pointed to the two chairs opposite.
"Everyone, please sit down."
"OK."
"Thank you, Marshal."
Young Master Liu placed the tea cup on the desk, took out the jade fan from his sleeves and gently fanned the cool breeze.
"Baoyu."
"Handsome."
"I would like to ask you, what is the most important thing in your camp guarding the border?"
"Commander, do you need to say this?
In the general's camp, the most important thing is of course the excellent weapons and equipment of the soldiers.
These military equipment are essential for soldiers to charge into battle and fight on the battlefield.
At the same time, it is also a weapon for self-defense for soldiers. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the second life of brothers.
Therefore, the last general thought that it was in the last general’s camp.
The most important thing is the weapons and equipment on our brothers."
After listening to Zhou Baoyu's answer, Liu Mingzhi gently shook the jade fan in his hand and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, as a soldier guarding the border, for you, the general, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers.
Military preparation is indeed the most important thing.
Then, tell me again, what is the most inconspicuous thing in your camp?"
Zhou Baoyu frowned slightly, fiddled with the tea lid in his hand and thought secretly.
Soon.
Zhou Baoyu nodded imperceptibly, as if he already had an answer.
"Commander, the most inconspicuous thing in the camp is probably the soldiers stationed in the camp."
Mr. Liu paused slightly while shaking the folding fan, then reached out to pick up the herbal tea on the side and took a sip.
"Oh why?"
"Commander, how obvious this is!
In the entire camp, the most indispensable thing is the soldiers.
The soldiers looked down and saw each other every day, and there was nothing surprising about each other.
In this way, it is naturally the most inconspicuous."
Liu Mingzhi filled the pot with a cup of tea and gently shook the jade fan in his hand again.
"Your answer is quite pertinent.
However, there are some shortcomings.
If you think about it carefully, there is something else in the camp that is even more inconspicuous than the soldiers."
Zhou Baoyu looked embarrassed, put his hand to clasp his chin and muttered to himself.
"Something less impressive than soldiers? War horses? Camp tents?"
While Zhou Baoyu was thinking about his answer, Song Qing suddenly stood up from the chair, raised his hand and slapped the desk heavily.
"No, it's potatoes and sweet potatoes.
The most inconspicuous things are potatoes and sweet potatoes that the soldiers just planted on the shores of Lake Baikal."
Zhou Baoyu looked stunned, then suddenly raised his head and looked towards Song Qing.
"Potatoes? Sweet potatoes?"
Song Qing sat down again and glanced at Zhou Baoyu with a frown.
"Brother Baoyu, don't you understand what's going on?
Potatoes and sweet potatoes, two kinds of food, have long been common food in the hearts of soldiers.
There are countless sweet potatoes and potatoes in the warehouse and in the fields outside.
If there are three or five missing accidentally, you won't care at all.
Even if you care, but it's just a little less, you won't take it to heart and will only subconsciously think that you have remembered it wrong.
Because potatoes and sweet potatoes, to Dalong, are just two extremely common foods."
Zhou Baoyu's tiger body trembled, his face changed dramatically and his eyes widened.
Song Qingdu had made it so obvious. If he couldn't figure out the reason, he would really be a big fool.
Zhou Baoyu took a deep breath, his eyes gradually disappeared and he became uneasy.
"I understand, I understand."
Liu Mingzhi closed the folding fan and placed it on the desk. He stood up and took Song Qing's tobacco bag into his hand.
He pinched out the tobacco and stuffed it into the pot, sat on the chair and lit the tobacco.
"Baoyu."
"Handsome."
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to fan the smoke in front of his eyes, crossed his legs, and leaned silently on the chair.
"For us Dalong, potatoes and sweet potatoes have become one of the most common foods.
However, for Tsarist Russia, these two kinds of food were rare treasures in the world!
We Dalong people have been growing potatoes and sweet potatoes for so many years.
As of now, these two grains have become one of the most common rations for the people.
Therefore, many people gradually ignore their importance.
But, it’s different in Tsarist Russia!”
"Dalong, these generals you mentioned already understand in their hearts."
"Brother, Baoyu.
Who wouldn’t be excited when seeing such high-yielding grain for the first time?
Just for you two, seeing such high-yielding grain for the first time, won’t you be moved?”
Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu shook their heads in unison when they heard Liu Mingzhi's question.
"Third brother, how could you not be moved?
This is not some other unimportant thing, this is food!"
"Commander, this is the first time I have seen such a high yield of grain.
No matter how much it costs, you have to get it into your own hands."
Liu Mingzhi saw the serious look on the two men's faces, chuckled and blew out a puff of smoke.
"For a court, the common people are the fundamental cornerstone of its stability.
Food is the fundamental cornerstone of stability for the people.
For a court, if there are no people.
Then this court, or rather this country, will become existential in name only.
Food is one of the indispensable things for the people.
This shows how important food is.
As you just said, after seeing high-yielding grain for the first time.
The first thought is that no matter how much it costs, we must do everything possible to get it into our own hands.
The same is true for people in Tsarist Russia.
Of course, this is just my guess.
Whether the Russian caravans secretly obtained potatoes and sweet potatoes, none of us know.
We don't have any substantive evidence to prove anything.
Therefore, even if your guess is reasonable and well-founded, so what?"
Song Qing knocked out the ashes from the cigarette pot, picked up the herbal tea on the side and rinsed his mouth.
"Yes, there is no substantial evidence, so what can we do if our thinking is clear?
Brother Wei now finally understands why you just said this idea is hard to explain."
Zhou Baoyu was silent for a moment with uneasy eyes, then stood up and walked to Young Master Liu before kneeling down on one knee to salute.
"Commander, the last general will paint the lake, the last general will come forward..."
Liu Mingzhi stood up quickly and stopped Zhou Baoyu who wanted to salute.
"Baoyu, what are you doing?
Get up quickly, get up quickly."
After Zhou Baoyu straightened up, his face was full of self-blame.
"Commander, I will paint the lake at last!"
"Go back, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."
"Thank you, Marshal."
Zhou Baoyu sat down where he was, and Young Master Liu leaned over the copper basin under the desk and knocked out the ashes in the smoke pot.
"Baoyu!"
"Handsome."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth. Looking at Zhou Baoyu who wanted to stand up again, he quickly waved his hand.
"Sit down, sit down!"
"The general will obey his orders."
"Baoyu, when I say this, I don't mean to blame you.
As the saying goes, if a wise man thinks a lot, he will make a mistake; if a fool thinks a lot, he will gain something.
Not to mention you, even if it is me, I will personally lead the troops and station them in the border camp.
Under the circumstances at the time, these situations may not have been thought of.
Because I think the same thing as you and tens of thousands of soldiers.
I also don’t take things too seriously when I’ve become accustomed to them.”
After listening to Young Master Liu's words, Zhou Baoyu thought he was deliberately defending himself, and the self-blame on his face became even heavier.
"Commander, please don't comfort the general."
"I am not trying to comfort you, what I said is only the truth.
When you dared to report this situation to me earlier, I didn't think about it at all.
If it weren't for what the elder brother said later, I wouldn't have thought so much.
It is precisely because of this that I will not blame you.
Looking at the whole world, who can truly see everything!
You can't do it.
I can't do it either, young master.
It should be said that no one can do it."
"Thank you, Commander, for your understanding."
"Third brother."
"Well, brother, tell me."
"Now that we have considered this aspect, regarding the Tsarist Russian caravan that once again travels between our Dalong Celestial Empire and Tsarist Russia.
Look, should we be on guard against something?"
Liu Mingzhi was silent for a moment thoughtfully, then immediately picked up a few pieces of rice paper and spread them on the table.
"Brother, prepare the fire paint."
"good."
Liu Mingzhi pressed the paperweight on the rice paper, dipped his pen in the ink, and started writing on the rice paper with ease.
Soon.
Liu Mingzhi put down his pen, first picked up the rice paper with still wet ink and blew on it a few times, then opened the drawer and took out his seal.
He put the seal on the rice paper, folded it a few times, then picked up an envelope and put it in it.
Liu Mingzhi folded the envelope and handed it directly to Song Qing.
"Brother, when you return, immediately pass this letter to Baotong in a golden letter."
"Third brother, why don't I go to Jintuo to pass on the message now?"