Watching the Prime Minister drink the medicine and chatting with him for a while, there was already a faint look of fatigue on the Prime Minister's face.

"My health is really bad!"

Zhuge Liang had a wry smile on his face and shook his head:

"I have never felt so tired after dealing with government affairs for a day before."

Feng Junhou helped the Prime Minister lie down again and said:

"Prime Minister, you also said it was in the past. If you really ask me, Prime Minister, your body is probably still the root of the disease caused by overwork in the early years. Now, you are just paying off your debt."

The Han Prime Minister lay down and sighed:

"If I can exchange this for the emperor to return to the old capital, what regrets will I have even if I die?"

Feng Junhou glanced at the Han Prime Minister who seemed a little satisfied, and said leisurely:

"I remember that the late emperor entrusted the prime minister to punish the thieves, not only to return the old capital, but also to revive the Han Dynasty. Chang'an has just been recovered, is this called no regrets?"

The Han Prime Minister was startled and raised his eyes to look at Feng Junhou.

After a moment of silence, the Han Prime Minister suddenly asked quietly:

"My memory is not very good. Did I entrust you with something? Come closer and explain it to me carefully and remind me."

So I asked you to revive the Han Dynasty, are you telling me this now?

His hands subconsciously groped around, but there was nothing next to the couch.

I forgot that I haven't seen the sand table in a few days.

Without a sandbox, there would be no whip...

So the Prime Minister could only watch Feng Junhou holding the medicine bowl and pushing the door open.

After leaving the Prime Minister's ward and returning to his temporary office, Deputy Chief of Staff Zhang Yuan immediately sent a lot of documents and reported:

"Captain, General Li has something to ask for. He has been waiting for half an hour."

"General Li? Haoxuan? Please invite him in quickly."

"promise."

Li Feng was quickly brought in.

"Haoxuan, why are you here?"

Feng Junhou poured him hot tea himself, "But what's the matter?"

Li Feng was not too polite. Before he could sit firmly, he said directly:

"Brother, there is something wrong with the food for the army outside the city."

"What!" Governor Feng's heart skipped a beat, "What's going on? Didn't you say there was enough food and grass?"

Food and grass are the most important thing in the army, and there is no room for any mistakes.

With the strong transportation capacity of Dongfeng Express and the continuous improvement of dry food, the Prime Minister even harvested a season of food in Wuzhangyuan.

Also, when the sergeants and sergeants come to work for the army, they will definitely donate some food and grass to support the army.

So logically speaking, there shouldn't be a shortage of food and grass no matter how you look at it.

There was a slightly worried look on Li Feng's face: "There is indeed no shortage of food and grass, but there are some problems with the distribution of food and grass."

Hearing that it was not a shortage of food and grass, Feng Junhou breathed a sigh of relief and then asked:

“What’s wrong with grain distribution?”

"Today, food and grass were not distributed to all camps in time."

Speaking of this, Li Feng's face looked a little ugly.

He is the grain and fodder officer. If grain and fodder cannot be distributed in time, the soldiers will not care about any problems in the intermediate links. They will only think that this is the grain and fodder officer's dereliction of duty.

But in fact, Li Feng, the grain and grass officer, was mainly responsible for coordinating the transportation of grain from the rear, receiving and counting the grain and grass shipped up, and distributing grain to each camp according to the established rules.

Now the grain and grass cannot be distributed in time because Li Feng has not received the military order to distribute grain to each battalion.

"Who in the army is responsible for allocating food and grass?"

"Yang Changshi."

"I knew it was him!" Feng Junhou snapped at the case angrily, "Putting personal anger above public affairs, you old man!"

"Is he deceiving me that I have no one? If Amei were here... Humph!"

Feng Junhou's face darkened, "Why didn't Mr. Yang Wei perform his duties? He delayed military affairs. Do you really think that I dare not chop off his head?"

Li Feng smiled bitterly: "Brother, I already inquired before I came here. He was ill last night. He said he had a cold."

When Feng Junhou heard this, his face became even more gloomy.

In the current weather, it’s not easy to survive the wind and cold?

But you still can't find anything wrong with it.

After all, this is an emergency.

"The deployment of food and grass is a major military matter after all. Shouldn't it be prepared in advance? He used to allocate food and grass, how can he still decide on the same day?"

Li Feng nodded: "That's true. Over the past few years, Yang Weigong has assisted the Prime Minister in handling military affairs, planning branches, and organizing grain and grain. It's just a matter of course."

Feng Junhou:......

"Dueleilou!"

No wonder Old Demon Zhuge relies on him so much.

There is no need to think too much when dealing with things, just open your mouth and you will get the result.

Feng Junhou himself wanted such a quick-thinking staff officer.

It's just that the other party relied on his own talent to take advantage of this loophole. It was obvious that he wanted to give Feng Junhou a blow.

"Zhang Yuan!"

"Chief of the mountain?"

"Where is General Guan?"

"General Guan has left the city to inspect the military camp."

Li Feng also whispered:

"Just now, while I was waiting for my brother, my sister-in-law... Well, General Guan learned about this and left the city early."

Well, at the last moment, it turned out that my mother-in-law was still reliable.

The prime minister has the army commander Shi to help handle military affairs, and Feng Junhou is not bad either. He also has relevant generals to help handle military affairs.

Otherwise, if you really still rely entirely on the Prime Minister's previous team, it would be strange for someone to take advantage of you.

Feng Junhou is self-aware: no matter how great his military achievements are, he can't hide his qualifications. Is it possible to completely convince those old fritters?

Do you expect everyone to be selfless?

dream!

"General Guan can suppress the Liangzhou Army, but he may not be able to suppress the soldiers led by the Prime Minister."

After being married for ten years, they can understand each other's meaning without having to say many words.

Feng Junhou knew that General Guan might be delaying time for himself.

Although my mother-in-law may not be in danger, even if the army encounters a big problem, there are still two brothers-in-law in the army, Guan Xing and Zhang Bao.

However, the generals of each battalion may not have no resentment in their hearts because the food and fodder cannot be distributed in time.

At this thought, Feng Junhou's teeth chattered and he stood up suddenly:

"Zhang Yuan!"

"Chief of the mountain?"

"Take all the staff and follow me!"

Coming from Tongguan, in addition to the escort of more than a thousand fine cavalry by the relevant generals, Feng Junhou was accompanied by more than a dozen personal staff, most of whom were students from the martial arts hall.

When General Guan goes out of the city to patrol the camp, he must be leading his fine cavalry.

"Brother, do you want to tell the Prime Minister about this matter first?"

Li Feng stood up and suggested in a low voice.

Feng Junhou shook his head:

"The Prime Minister has just fallen asleep, so don't disturb me. Besides, the Prime Minister has asked me to temporarily take charge of all matters in Guanzhong. If I have to ask the Prime Minister to intervene when something happens, how do you want others to see me?"

With the Prime Minister's temperament, knowing that this happened in the army, he would definitely not be able to help but take care of it himself.

But with his current physical condition, can he still be able to withstand the hard work?

Besides, since ancient times, the transfer of power between the old and the new has never been smooth sailing without troubles.

If you want to become a real leader after the Prime Minister, you don't just rely on the Prime Minister's designation, but you have to rely on your own abilities.

Otherwise, it would not be Feng Junhou but Ma Su who would be temporarily in charge of the military affairs of the Hanzhong army today.

If I don't resolve this matter personally, I'm afraid there will only be more and more similar incidents in the future.
To be continued...