Chapter 29: Open warehouse

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Pidusi led a group of personal soldiers and rushed out of the city. Yang Ling heard what Bidus said, but actually sent someone to the Post Office to grab food. He couldn't take care of the pain in both hips. He quickly hurried on the horse and hurried to the Post Office.
The young man who just pulled his sleeve was on his side, anxiously said: "Master, you shouldn't agree to give him military supplies, how can it be good now?"
Yang Lingdeng resembled a puppet, but still couldn't help but shouted: "Why shouldn't it be? The soldiers are hungry and can't fight? Deducting military food, which dynasty is a big crime!"
The little clerk smiled bitterly: "Sir, how dare our little clerk withhold military food casually? It's because their own food rates are not enough, who blames them?"
Yang Ling said angrily: "Nonsense, obviously there are two warehouses of military food, enough for ten days, do you dare to lie to me in person?"
The little official said: "Dare you dare, although there is surplus grain in the silo, they are the main soldiers of the family. These soldiers only brought the grain. What are you doing with me? Master, even Sun Dusi has 30% of the grain. Let's allocate the past from the main soldier's grain. "
Yang Ling asked: "Come slowly, come slowly, you say slowly, what's going on?"
The little man hurried to the road and told Yang Ling carefully. It turned out that He Shen, under the command of the five battalions, was stationed in the three cities of east, west, south, and west by his cronies and the main soldiers in the Huailai area, that is, the local permanent garrison. army.
Among the two battalion horses who rushed out of the city before, Sun Dazhong ’s army was called the guest army, that is, the soldiers of other provinces. Although they had been permanently conditioned for the purpose of garrison, their food and grass support, manpower supplementation, and even horses The supply of knives and guns is still the responsibility of the original province of Henan.
Bi Chun ’s soldiers, called reserve soldiers, were temporarily transferred from the Zhejiang Guard House, only a few months each year when the Mongolians were most likely to commit a borderline, and they would return later.
This time the Tatars attacked more than a dozen post stations between neighboring counties, and the flames spread to the capital. The generals of Xuanfu sent three generals to assist Zhuolu, Huailai, and Chixian, and condemned the two guerrilla generals for maneuvering. Fighting, the army is in a hurry. The Yung Chung Battalion is a direct force of General Yongning. Naturally, the grain and grass are shipped to the head of the headquarters. Therefore, Sun Dazhong and Bi Chun ’s troops did not even have enough army grain.
Although Sun Dazhong's soldiers are visiting troops, because they are permanently stationed, it is not a matter of temporarily allocating some support from the main army. Returning to the Fucheng Treasurer to deduct from the money and food shipped from Zhejiang. However, the reserve army is a randomly selected army and will return to its original location after the Spring Festival. At that time, transportation was inconvenient, local officials were inefficient, and it was common to blame each other and owe payment to the military. In case they were transferred back to the locals before they paid off their debts, who would be responsible for the deficit?
After listening to the explanation of the young official, Yang Ling felt a little unbelievable. Such an important department as the army could not achieve the co-ordination of money, grain, and military pay. Such a rigid and unrealistic military supply system, I really do n’t know which idiot formulated it. No wonder Traveling all over the city, I saw the uniforms and specifications of the soldiers of the various battalions, and the quality of the weapons was uneven.
He also knew at this time that he had promised to be too full, but if the soldiers were not even able to eat enough, how could the morale of the army ensure it? What's more, Bi Chun's burden was just too late to arrive. As long as the treasury of the Shufu City adjusts the accounts of the various military forces in time, it is not a big problem, and Yang Ling feels at ease here.
As the sun was slanting west, the station was covered in snow and bathed in cold sunlight. Every 20 steps on the channel under the Dongshan wall hung a lantern whose color could not be clearly peeled, and was gently shaken in the wind.
The five carriages were parked on the gentle of the channel in turn. The voices in front of them were noisy. They were all the voices of the southern population. They held a knife and took a gun and were murderous. It seemed that there were more than forty people. More than ten postmen in front of the post warehouse held their whistle sticks, and under the leadership of a young official, they were blocking the entrance of the storehouse, arguing with their confrontation like a cockfight.
Yang Ling saw this situation as if tightening the clockwork, and quickly hurried over to shout loudly: "Stop it all for me, what is there to tell me!"
Cheng Dapeng, the soldier of Bidos, stood next to a general with sleeves on his shoulders and a machete with a ring on his shoulder. The man was murderous. He looked like a butcher. Zheng Dapeng whispered a few words with him, and he looked at Yang Ling sideways. With a glance, the soldiers calmed down with a wave of their hands.
The young man standing at the door saw Yang Ling and quickly jumped to his feet and shouted loudly: "Senior Yicheng is here, sir, these soldiers are going to the military food! Hey, I just got out of the dead man, I'm afraid you big soldiers ? "
The soldiers suddenly clamored when they heard it, Yang Ling quickly raised his hands and shouted: "Quietly, this brother Qiu must have conveyed the military orders of Bidos, everyone, no squabble, which one of the highest ranks is present? Please come up and count the grain with this station, and you can collect it by signing and painting. "
The officer standing next to Zheng Dapeng stepped up and said: "You count, we are selling our lives in front of us. The food is here but we are hungry. When we are bullying?"
Shoucang Xiaoli eats and says authentically: "Sir, you can't give this food to them without permission, they are."
Yang Ling interrupted his words and said: "I know that they are armies and visitors, and their heavy grain has not yet arrived!" He glanced at everyone and said aloud: "At the same time, I also know that they are brave teachers It is the savior of this county. When Jimingyi was in danger, it was they who rushed to the front, drove off the tatar, and saved the life of the father of the whole city. "
He asked the soldiers: "If I read correctly, that musket team is the soldier in your battalion?"
"Good!" The officer looked proudly. He glanced triumphantly and said loudly: "There are too few players in the North Army. Only our South Army is equipped with a dedicated team. ! "
Yang Ling nodded and said, "Well, now that the enemy troops are retreating, the parents, wives and children of all the brothers in this county can have a solid meal and have a good night's sleep. What is it? With these brave soldiers Stationing us at the head of the city, Tatar dared not come in again! "
He shouted: "You said, why don't you pay for the grain in the silo, let the soldiers and soldiers in the charge stand hungry and keep us outside the city? The heroes are bleeding for us, we can't let the hero bleed and weep. ! "
This remark is too inflammatory. Who cares what these little soldiers think about in those days? Who really cares about their role? It was a time when the military achievements of a hundred battles were less than a splendid article.
The soldiers holding the swords and guns were quietly put down, and the original face was swept away. They were both proud and moved, their eyes were a little wet, and the butcher-like officer's full-faced horizontal meat was trembling.
Yang Ling's words changed, and said: "What are we more worried about? They are from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, which is a land of fish and rice. Seventy-eight of the world's talents are from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Hubei. Such a wealthy place is still afraid of borrowing food. ? "
"Yes, I am guaranteed by the British leader. I will return it to the treasurer when the military supplies arrive. The particles will not be owed!" Yang Ling praised and praised him. The officer felt that he was like a national hero. The tom shot sounded loudly, with a loud voice.
Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, shouted to the Shouku Xiaoli, and said, "Don't open the warehouse to put the grain?" He smiled to Guan Shouying again: "General Guan, who delayed the brothers to eat, is really sorry, but the warehouse In heavy ground, I also hope that the general will take care of my brothers and wait for my people to cross the scale before moving the grain, so as not to mess up the rules. "
Guan Shouying was smiled by a general in his mouth, and he quickly agreed: "Say, so, Lord Lao Yi Cheng ordered." He glared at the bullseye and shouted to the soldiers below: "Brothers give me peace. Son, don't lose face to us Zhebing. "
The officers and soldiers promised arrogantly. Guan Shouying gave Yang Ling a heavy shot on his shoulder and smiled and said: "The brother is the captain of the senior soldier of Master Bi, Yang Yicheng, I gave you this friend."
The personal soldiers are only responsible for the personal safety of the generals, and they also serve as the supervision team when standing. Although this captain is not a big officer, it is indeed Bi Chun ’s confidant. Naturally, Yang Ling also greeted him willingly, and took out the words of several soldiers of the people, letting Guan Shouying know everything and feel familiar.
Finally, he left the group of eight empresses, and Yang Ling shook back to his house. Until then, he felt sore and his bones were scattered. He entered the house and fell directly on the kang. Took a breath.
Seeing the tiredness on his face, Han Youniang quickly took off his boots for him, lifted his legs to Kang, and sat next to him, gently thumping his legs, and said softly: "Xiang Gong, is he tired? Rest? Let's eat again ".
Kang Tou'er burned warmly, Han Youniang's hands were so soft, Yang Ling felt so tired that he felt tired, even his eyes were too lazy to open. He leaned comfortably on the quilt and murmured, "Young girl, I'm so tired and sore."
Han Youniang changed her beat to a pinch, gently kneading his sore muscles from the calf, and gently pursed her mouth and smiled: "Younyang rubbed Xianggong, it would be fine if she had a little medicine and wine. Not sour at all. "
A comfortable and itchy feeling came from the calf, Yang Ling made a comfortable sound, relaxed his body and enjoyed her tenderness, after a while he suddenly heard something, and quickly opened his eyes and said: "My body is too bad Okay, I have to exercise a bit later, yes, today I ’m going to see you on the city head. The stick style is amazing. What a great stick style? "
Han Youniang blushed pretty, massaging his legs in a dazed manner, and said, "It's all country tricks, Xiang Gong asked what to do with this?"