"Oh! Mr. Jia, you are a rare guest, please be welcome!"

In front of the Yangzhou Army Camp, Fang Dongcheng bowed to Jia Huan, who had not yet dismounted, with a smile on his face.

Jia Huan looked at him inexplicably, what the hell?

I was so scared that I rolled my eyes like a dead dog last night and fainted. Logically, even if Fang Dongcheng didn't take a sick leave today, he should have a cold eye.

So enthusiastic...

Could it be that the Hongmen Banquet is placed in the military camp?

No, yesterday Jia Huan learned about the situation of the Yangzhou Army Preparation Camp with Sa Feng.

The maximum amount of 3,000 soldiers is actually less than 2,000.

Among them, the only one of them who can fight and dare to fight is the hundred veterans who retreated from the Nine Frontiers.

Others...

Not even a good product.

Moreover, there are only 600 soldiers in the Yangzhou military camp.

If these six hundred soldiers were all at the level of Safeng's team, Jia Huan would keep it at this moment and turn his head and leave, because even with Wu Yuan protecting him, he would not be able to protect his visibility.

But……

Just because of the hundreds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Yangzhou camp, Fang Dongcheng dared to set up a Hongmen Banquet after his brain was twitching?

Or...

He colluded with the salt merchants and cited the masters of the sects to set up an ambush?

In this case, the strength is enough, but the question is, how dare he?

Does he want to rebel?

Unable to figure it out, Jia Huan turned around and looked at her aide Suo Lanyu, and found that he was frowning, unable to understand.

He looked at Wu Yuan and Han San again behind.

Wu Yuan still had an unchanging expression, but the iron sword in his arms was held in his hand.

Han San's expression became much more nervous. He stared at Fang Dongcheng for a while, then looked into the inside of the military camp, especially behind the tent, as if he wanted to see five hundred swords and axe players...

Seeing that Jia Huan was reluctant to respond, Fang Dongcheng was not angry, and still smiled red and said, "Oh, Master is really a family background, and he has a strong sense of being an ancestor! General Hu Zi! The real general Hu Zi!

A battle last night. Under the wise command of the Lord, our Yangzhou military camp wiped out countless thieves from the Ming Cult and the White Lotus Sect in one fell swoop, and even captured and killed the Ming Cult thief-headed Demon Emperor, a powerful master at the Wuzong level.

Hahahaha! It’s so satisfying, so satisfying!

Don't worry, Lord Sir. After receiving the news last night, the official was already in a hurry and reported the exciting good news.

I think it won’t take long to get a reward.

With the Lord’s holy family in front of the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor, this reward must be very generous!

At that time, I hope the Lord will say a few more words to the Lord, and the Lord’s brothers will be grateful and grateful!"

Damn it!

At this moment, there were 100,000 grass-rooted horses running wildly in Jia Huan's heart.

After all the words were said, Jia Huan even understood what this grandson wanted to do.

My mom's!

He dares to take credit?!

Jia Huan subconsciously wanted to roll up his sleeves and search the guy and fuck him.

However, Suo Lanyu, who was beside him, quietly pulled the corner of his sleeve.

Jia Huan glared at him in confusion and received a meaningful look from Suo Lanyu.

Jia Huan calmed down and thought about it again and suddenly had a headache.

There's really no way.

No matter what, Safeng's team of soldiers was indeed the soldiers under this grandson.

If you want to hide the achievements of Fang Dongcheng as the chief official, you have to cover up the achievements of Sa Feng and others.

Otherwise, most of the contributions made by the subordinates will be distributed to the head of the head...

If Sa Feng and the others conceal their merits, then Jia Huan promised them that it would be difficult to transfer them into the capital.

"Third Master, this is not a place to talk. Let's talk to him first, and then I will talk to him..."

Seeing that Jia Huan's face was unstable, Suo Lanyu gritted his teeth and was quite depressed again, so he approached him and whispered.

After hearing this, Jia Huan glared at him weakly, but he could only go down the road.

After entering the camp gate with Fang Dongcheng with the increasingly smug smile on his face, Jia Huan refused Fang Dongcheng's suggestion to sit in and have some tea, and said coldly: "Fang Shoujie, I am responsible for the emperor's destiny. Time is urgent, and I don't have time to do this with you. Now go to the schoolyard to check the troops. Then go to the arsenal to check the military preparations."

When Fang Dongcheng heard this, his smile on his face was stagnant. He laughed dryly, saying, "Since the Lord is so diligent in official duties, the officials will not be delayed much. In addition to the two troops stationed there, the camp's personnel and horse clubs are all arranged in the schoolyard, waiting for the Lord's waiting for the inspection!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan glanced at the birdman speechlessly.

Are all the numb officials who are all polite?

Since the soldiers and horses are already arranged on the school ground, you also invite me to sit in the tent and have two drinks?

Then the soldiers below will be scolding me?

The group went to the schoolyard with nothing to say.

Not bad, the array today is still neat.

There was no such sound as cursing as last night.

Although they are still as energetic as if they are sucking crows.

The Qin army was lined up, with ten men and one team, ten teams and one battalion.

Logically speaking, even if the Yangzhou headquarters camp remains in the first battalion, there should be ten 100-man teams.

However, Jia Huan stood on the stage and looked around, only six hundred-man teams were found.

Fang Dongcheng originally wanted to make a speech or something, but was stopped by Jia Huan: "Governor Fang, how could this vacant soldier, how could it be so large?"

Jia Huan asked with a calm face.

Fang Dongcheng laughed dryly and whispered: "Sir, let's talk about the reason after you wait. It's really hard to say in front of the soldiers."

Jia Huan frowned and shouted, "Your Majesty is sitting in Zhengda Guangming Hall now. What can you say clearly? Say it!"

Fang Dongcheng looked ugly and said angrily, "I have been tolerating you for a long time, and you still put on the nose and say it, is it my fault?"

Fang Dongcheng said in a muffled voice: "Since the Lord said this, then the officials are in no way possible. That's right, the soldiers and horses in our headquarters are said to be 1,000, but why are there only 600? That's because the military pay found by the Ministry of War has never been complete for the camp, and it is only 60% given to us.

I have nothing to say to others. I dare to pat my chest and promise that I have never drunk a drop of military blood. As long as the lord can get the military pay, I will be able to recover the full amount today."

"Come on! Lord Imperial College. Don't just say no to practice. You have to pay the food and salary that the court owes us first!"

"Yes! I'll give you a salary first! Otherwise, what's the matter?"

"Sir, please give us a message to Grandpa the Emperor. The court has not paid us five months of salary, so we can't live this life!"

...

As Fang Dongcheng's complaints fell, the soldiers near the station below complained one after another.

Seeing this, Fang Dongcheng smiled and looked at Wang Cen, the chief clerk in the corner of the army, in admiration. He thought that this dog-headed military advisor was really good, and he guessed the actions of this yellow-haired boy...

**** Brother Chu Jia Huan had never seen this scene. He had never even been a squad leader in his previous life and was a little confused about this situation.

It seems that what I said makes sense...

If you don’t pay money, you will only give 60% of the money, and the officials below will have no way to do it.

Seeing that Jia Huan was stunned, Suo Lanyu couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he was relieved.

If Jia Huan is so wise that he knows everything, then what else should he do as an aide...

He approached Jia Huan again and whispered: "San Master. Since the above has paid 60% of the salary, the 600 soldiers below should not be short of salary."

"Bang!"

Jia Huan slapped himself on the forehead, feeling ashamed.

Such a simple arithmetic problem actually requires a "indigenous" people to remind you. It's really embarrassing.

In anger, Jia Huan turned around and glared at Fang Dongcheng and said, "Mr. Fang, do you say that the Ministry of War has always paid only 60% of the salary?"

Fang Dongcheng said with confidence: "Of course, if the Lord doesn't believe it, just go and check it."

Jia Huan snorted and said, "The 60% of the salary is paid according to the number of soldiers you reported?"

Fang Dongcheng was stunned when he heard this and said in a daze: "Of course..."

Jia Huan said sternly: "Since that's the case, these 60% of the money will correspond to the 600 soldiers below? Why did they not pay food for several months?"

Fang Dongcheng was stunned again when he heard this. He looked at Jia Huan blankly, then turned to look at Wang Cen and other battalion officials who were sweating profusely.
To be continued...