Although the young army is not a regular army, it is the army of the emperor's grandson, so it is naturally arranged to be stationed in the city. After settling the troops, Wang Xian ordered the military quartermaster to count the supplies and marched in the rain for more than ten days. Many military supplies were afraid that they would be soaked...
But the result was better than expected. The quartermaster he trained had good skills and sense of responsibility, and he kept the losses to a minimum. He couldn't help but submit the loss report with some show.
"The material loss is not big..." Wu Wei took it and took a look, but did not hand it to Wang Xian, but reported softly.
Wang Xian didn't even look at it, he looked at the sky. The quartermaster was stunned and didn't know what mistake he had made.
It was Wu Wei who knew Wang Xian's heart. He sighed, walked to the table, picked up a pen, copied a new list, handed it to the quartermaster and said, "Pass this up."
"Yes," the quartermaster responded. He glanced at the list and was stunned. He saw that all the losses were ten times greater than before, "Uh..."
"Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and monks have too much food. If we don't order more now, we won't be able to get them all when we get to the grassland." Wu Wei scolded him in a low voice: "How can you be a quartermaster if you are so ignorant..."
"Yes." The quartermaster was excited and hurriedly saluted and went out to report.
When the quartermaster went out, Wang Xian cursed: "You idiot, you insist on speaking so clearly."
"What I'm saying is that if he was so smart, you wouldn't let him take care of military supplies." Wu Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you just value him for accepting death and being honest?"
"That's true." Wang Xian nodded, picked up the list and looked at it: "There are several items here that we purchased ourselves, and we can't make up for them. I also remembered a few supplies and listed them together.
You can go shopping later and buy some..." He picked up the pen and wrote down the names and corresponding quantities. I praised them in my heart as I wrote them. The more I wrote, the better and prettier I was. I didn't expect that I was actually a calligrapher.
Talent...
"I didn't expect that your master's calligraphy is already very accomplished." As expected of his childhood, Shuai Hui knew what Wang Xian was thinking at a glance and immediately praised him.
"Stop flattering me." Wang Xian snorted: "My attainments can only be said to be... not very shallow..."
"Twenty thousand kilograms of ginger, ten thousand kilograms of green root, as well as carrots, apples, and pickled cabbage as much as you want..." Erhei couldn't stand listening anymore and read one by one: "Sir, do you want to invite the monk to dinner?"
"How do you say it?" Wang Xian handed the list to Wu Wei and asked him to think about it again.
"It's all plain," Erhei said in a dull voice, "The soldiers gnawed on grain every day, and their mouths became like birds."
"Arrived in the pastoral area, are you still worried about having no meat to eat?" Wang Xian said calmly: "This time the emperor personally leads the expedition, even if the tribes in Hetao do not send troops to join the army, they will still send cattle and sheep to work."
"It's true that these things that fade away from birds are nowhere to be found on the grassland." Wu Wei understands medical science and medicinal materials. He knows why Wang Xian wants to buy these things, so he fills in a few more: "Don't think these are ordinary things.
But it allows us to not get sick and have strength on the prairie. It is a blessing for the soldiers to meet an officer like you.
"I didn't expect that you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would start to flatter you." Shuai Hui chuckled and said, "How do you want us to live?"
"But you may not be able to buy all of them in the market." Wu Wei pretended not to hear, and said to Wang Xian: "Xuanfu is not in the mainland after all, so the supplies cannot be complete."
"Yeah." Wang Xian nodded and said, "Let's go out and have a look. If we don't have any, we'll buy a substitute."
"Sir, you are trying to buy the Guangxuan Mansion's posture," Shuai Hui said with a smile.
"Yeah, I never thought that my most luxurious shopping trip would be with you gentlemen. It's such a waste," Wang Xian said with a smile.
If Beijing is the key to the Central Plains, then Xuanfu is the key to the capital. Its Nanping capital controls the desert at the back, controls the danger of Juyong on the left, and supports the solid ground in the clouds on the right. It has always been a battleground for military strategists. In fact, although
The territory of the Ming Dynasty stretched thousands of miles to the north, and there were also frontier fortresses, but this border city was the northernmost big city of the Ming Dynasty.
Xuanfu prospered due to the distribution of military supplies, prospered due to Han-Mongolian trade, and because hundreds of thousands of troops gathered together, there was a sudden burst of noise. Various merchants, prostitutes and actors, and Han-Mongolian people came to sell goods.
Everyone gathered here to do business. From morning to night, everything inside and outside the Xuan Mansion was bustling and noisy, making the soldiers from the south feel like they were back in the densely populated Wuzhong area with thousands of businesses...
"I can't believe that there is everything here." Shuai Hui exclaimed in amazement: "Old Wu, have you underestimated Xuanfu?"
"Indeed." Wu Wei nodded. He didn't expect that everything could be purchased so quickly. He asked the quartermaster to transport the supplies back. Wang Xian smiled and said: "It's a rare trip. Let's go to the tavern to have a good meal before we go out."
go back.
"Sir, you are indeed considerate of your subordinates," Shuai Hui said with a smile, "I am so hungry that I am so considerate of my subordinates."
"I passed by that house just now. It looked good..." The group of people were talking and were about to turn back when they heard loud shouts from the distance: "Catch them and keep them away, the spies of Wala." "Jin Yiwei is on an errand.
"People are waiting to avoid." Then the crowd became commotion, and several people hurriedly and subconsciously hid aside to avoid the coming commotion.
As expected, the commotion soon spread. The crowd pushed and shoved, knocking down countless baskets and stalls. For a while, chickens and dogs were jumping around, people were neighing and horses were barking, and the street became a mess.
"It seems that we can't eat in the big restaurant." Wang Xian was not a nosy person at first. Now that he heard that Jin Yiwei was on errands, he was even less interested. He turned around and saw a small noodle shop behind him, so he turned around and went in: "
Let's just eat a bowl of noodles and go back to camp."
"Oh, that's the only way." The brothers followed helplessly in. The noodle shop was small, but Wang Xian had twenty or thirty people including guards. A large group of people came in, startling both the shop owner and the diners. They were in safety.
After thinking about it, Wu Wei and Xianyun's eyes quickly swept over the people in the store. They saw that there were only two tables of customers inside, all of them Mongolians. Several of them looked like guards, and their hands were already touching the scimitars at their waists.
At this time, the store owner also came to his senses and saw a group of soldiers in military uniforms. He hurriedly stepped forward and greeted: "You military masters, please come in quickly."
Shuai Hui said with a smile: "One bowl of noodles and thirty kilograms of beef for each person. No need for wine." After saying this, he asked Wang Xian to sit down, and the guards also picked up tables and sat down.
Their appearance seemed to make the Mongolians quite uneasy. Before they finished eating the noodles, they took out their copper coins to pay the bills and left the noodle shop. It was then that they saw that the leader of this group was a man with big eyes and a thin build.
The young man's face is dirty and his appearance cannot be seen.
However, this did not affect Wang Xian's good habit of helping others. He smiled and said: "Little brother, there is a lot of chaos outside now. You should wait a while before going out."
Unexpectedly, the young man looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand Chinese.
"Okay, I'll speak to you in Mongolian," Wang Xian said, not discouraged.
"Sir, can you speak Mongolian?" Shuai Hui asked in surprise.
"You can't go out to live, you will die when you go out." Wang Xian nodded and said to the Mongolian young man.
"Your Excellency, you speak Mongolian very well. I can understand you roughly." Shuai Hui was even more surprised.
Unfortunately, several Mongolians still looked at a loss. One of the men talked to the shop owner. After hearing this, Shuai Hui sighed: "This man's Mongolian is not very good, I can't understand a word he said."
"Master Jun, he said that they don't speak Chinese." The store owner acted as an interpreter.
"That's right, translate what I just said to him." Wang Xian said with a smile.
The shop owner hurriedly gave the man a shout, and after a while he said to Wang Xian: "He said thank you for your concern. They are in a hurry to get out of the city, and they won't be able to get out after it gets late."
"You asked them which tribe they are from and what business they do?" Wang Xian ignored him and asked himself.
After the shop owner asked, he asked on behalf of the other party: "He asked, who are you? Why are you asking them?" Looking at the faces of several Mongolians, anger was already showing.
"You haven't seen the military uniforms on us." Shuai Hui glared and said, "If you don't want to talk, just go back to the military camp with us and talk slowly."
The shop owner showed fear and hurriedly warned the other party. The Mongolians became even more angry, but although they did not live in the house, they also knew that there was no reason for people not to bow their heads under the eaves: "They said they were Tumut
People from this tribe come to Xuan Mansion to sell cowhide."
"Cowhide, what a good thing." Wang Xian said happily: "How much does it cost for one piece?"
"Sold out……"
"Then what did you buy?" Wang Xian asked persistently.
"I haven't had time to buy it yet..."
"Good guy." After asking this, Wang Xian and Wu Wei looked at each other. Judging from their experience in Pujiang, these people are definitely not authentic.
"Little brother, why don't you sit down and let's chat slowly." Wang Xian looked at the young Mongolian with a smile and said.
Knowing what Wang Xian meant, the group of Mongolians became anxious, but the young man signaled them to be calm. Shi Shiran sat down next to Wang Xian and started talking in a pleasant voice.
Wang Xian listened with a smile. When the young man finished speaking, the shopkeeper translated: "He said he also likes to chat, but it's a pity that he can't understand Chinese, and you can't speak Mongolian. It's really like chickens and ducks talking."
"It doesn't matter," Wang Xian said with a smile: "As long as our minds are connected, we can overcome the language barrier..." After saying that, he grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "Little brother, do you believe in fate?
I fell in love with you at first sight."
Seeing that the young man's hand was caught, the Mongolian man screamed in panic, and another man actually pulled out a knife.
Wang Xian's guards suddenly stood up and drew their sabers from their waists.
The young man wanted to take his hand away, but Wang Xian held it tightly and kept him from twitching. His expression remained unchanged, but his ears turned red. He suppressed his shame and anger and stopped the tribesman, saying something to Wang Xian.
"Please let go of my hand..." the store owner whispered.