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Chapter 1223 The sunset is infinitely good, only near dusk!(2/2)

Even during dinner, he and Man Gui had a few seemingly simple chats.

As a son of a general with a good background and a good education since childhood, Wu Sangui had always adhered to a famous saying: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."

But at this moment, thinking carefully about his today's itinerary, Wu Sangui's chest and stomach felt like he was in over his head, and it was impossible to calm down.

Although his uncle, Zu Dashou, still loved him and encouraged him with gentle words, Wu Sangui clearly felt that his uncle obviously had no intention of further communicating with him.

No wonder.

He is his uncle after all.

Even a biological father may not be able to urinate into a pot many times, let alone at this critical time?

Zuo Fu was also very affectionate, but Wu Sangui understood very well that this old man made every sentence beautiful, but none of it was the key point.

Talking to this idiot is a waste of time.

Although it was a bit rainy and foggy on Mangui's side, Wu Sangui could vaguely catch something.

Mangui is not optimistic about Governor Yuan either!

Especially~~, Governor Yuan has been huddled in the big tent today, living in seclusion and not seeing many people. No one knows what he is thinking.

Although Guan Ning's food and grass are abundant at this time and can last for more than a month, this is obviously not the rhythm of a decisive battle with the Tatars and the defense of the capital...

Thinking of food and grass, Wu Sangui suddenly had a clever idea.

In the hinterland of the capital, even if it is a guest army, Guan Ning still has face after all, so he does not have to worry too much about food and grass.

In addition~, Guan Ning was in a hurry to enter the capital, so he should have traveled more lightly and speeded up.

But~, before the expedition, Governor Yuan made great efforts to order all the ministries to bring enough food and grass, and he was not willing to throw it away even in critical moments...

Could it be that he really has something deeper to think about?
Chapter completed!
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