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Chapter 472 Sima Daozi's rear gun

 Liu Yu didn't want to be troublesome, and everything would be clear when he arrived at Xie Xuan's military tent.

Besides, you don't necessarily have to go to Xie Xuan's army tent to understand it, you just need to get closer.

Just like now...

"What is this?"

"Why are they all piled up here!"

Wang Mi tightened the reins, and the horse, which had been galloping just a moment ago, suddenly stopped and its whole body leaned back, feeling extremely painful.

Also feeling pain was Wang Mi on horseback.

Just before they were about to rush to the general's tent, they suddenly discovered that there were many obstacles in front of Xie Xuan's tent, stretching for a foot or so.

A few people had no choice but to dismount and walk. Xie Xuan's tent was almost completely blocked by such obstacles. Let alone horses' hooves, it was good if a human's hooves could get through.

car!

There are big cars everywhere!

The cart was filled with various cans, some big and some small.

Wang Mi glanced briefly, and suddenly felt that these jars looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

The two of them crossed various obstacles and finally saw Xie Xuan. At this time, Xie Xuan was already sweating with anger.

Sweat beads flowed down from his forehead and soon connected with the sweat on his cheeks.

"General!"

"How is this going?"

After entering the big tent, Wang Mi found that not only the outside of the big tent was full of things, but also the ground inside the big tent was occupied.

Xie Xuan was too lazy to speak and glanced at the people standing beside him.

Say it quickly!

Everyone is waiting!

Several people's eyes turned to the strangers, with awkward smiles on their faces, and they suddenly realized that none of the people present were cheap.

"Thank you, General. This is His Majesty's wish. You'd better keep it."

"If you accept it, it will be easier for us to do business!"

His Majesty?

From the old Sima family?

Finally there is their plot again?

The people of the Sima family are self-conscious. When they are not needed, they will automatically disappear. When they are needed, they will take the initiative to jump out.

Now that people from the old Sima family have appeared, it is not far away when Wang Mi returns to Jiankang City.

"Take it?"

"If I accept this food at this time, what use will it have?"

"The soldiers are about to retreat to rest. If you throw these grains to me, do you want me to drag them all the way back to Jiankang from Xiangyang City?"

It turns out it’s really food!

Those familiar big jars finally matched what I remembered.

It’s just a grain can!

Exactly the same as the one in the Yuanjiang garrison granary!

The food sent by the Sima family, which part of the song is this?

Since arriving in Xiangyang, Xie Xuan has not written any letters to the court, at least there are no letters asking for help.

If this is the case, why did the imperial court send food to the Beifu soldiers?

Could it be that Sima Yao suddenly became kind-hearted?

"You two are envoys from the imperial court. We haven't asked for food from the imperial court recently!"

"When did the court receive the news?"

Wang Mi turned to the two envoys and issued a soul torture.

In his impression, those stingy people from the Sima family would never take the initiative to give benefits to others.

The Jin Dynasty was so poor!

Small money is controlled by local powerful men, and the court's sources of income are really limited. Didn't you see that Zhang Guiren, Sima Yao's favorite, couldn't even buy a decent set of jewelry without strong support from her natal family?

Under such circumstances, where did the Sima family mobilize so much food?

Isn’t this the act of plucking leaves from a tree without roots?

The two envoys were confused. They thought that He Wuji had already explained the situation clearly when he went out to report the news.

Who knew that Wang Mi was still in the dark and didn't know anything.

"When you were still in Jingkou, didn't you ask for food from the imperial court? At that time, the imperial court said that half would be sent first, and the second half would be sent when you have enough money."

"This is the second half." The envoy spoke hesitantly and did not dare to raise his head. He neither dared to look at Wang Mi nor to make eye contact with Xie Xuan.

"Jingkou?"

"When did that happen?"

"Why are you sending it at this time?"

Wang Mi finally understood Xie Xuan's anger.

In the Song Dynasty, there was an idiom called "giving charcoal in the snow". The meaning is very clear. When others are in danger, only the charcoal sent can save lives.

It is the same in any scenario. When the Beifu soldiers were desperately short of food, they begged their grandfather and grandma to get some support from the court. As a result, they only sent half of the food.

Although it was only half, Xie Xuan was still very grateful to the court at that time. After all, they were really short of food at that time.

With this half of the food and grass, the urgent need was finally solved, giving Beifu room to maneuver around to raise food.

But, now, everything is different.

Now, with the food supplies from Victory Fort and the share of the Jingzhou soldiers, the Jin army has plenty of food and grass for the expedition, and there is no need for help from the court at all.

These grains are piled up in the military camp. As Xie Xuan said, they are not treasures at all, but are obviously a huge burden.

As the saying goes, soldiers are more valuable than speed.

Whether you are advancing or retreating, it is the same.

Huanghuang's hundreds of thousands of troops gradually returned to Jingkou from Xiangyang City, using Jingkou as a turnover station, demobilizing part of them, and then bringing the large army back to Jiankang. This was a big project.

Not simple at all.

The current situation is that the army has returned victoriously, and the food in Xiangyang City is piling up like a mountain. Xie Xuan has already made a preliminary plan to return part of the food to his brothers in Victory Fort.

Anyway, part of the food in the city was plundered from the fort. It is reasonable to go back to where it comes from.

As for the food that needs to be carried on the road, as long as it is enough to eat, the food sent by Sima Yao can only be a burden.

"We also want to go fast!"

"But the imperial court provided us with food in batches and told us that we must act steadily and never go too fast. It's too late now."

Who can withstand the wrath of the chief general of Beifu?

Who can withstand Secretary Wang’s eccentric temperament?

The two envoys were also very angry. At this point, they simply poured beans into bamboo tubes and told the whole truth at once.

With a flick of his sleeves, all the responsibility was passed on to Sima Yao.

Is there anything wrong with this?

Did the messengers lie?

No!

That's the truth.

Sima Yao did it on purpose!

If you ask for food, I will give you food. Although there may be some deductions, it will definitely look good on the surface, but the method is different.

Such a pile of grain and fodder was obviously a treasure, but now it has become a burden. Sima Yao and Sima Daozi should share half of the credit.

Sima Yao is stingy, he is not willing to allocate so much food to the Beifu soldiers, what about Sima Daozi?

He is bad.

Originally, it would be enough to send the good food in two batches, but it was not enough for him.

He postponed the escort date much later. Seeing that the army had already arrived at Xiangyang City, he ordered the soldiers to set off.

The army has already arrived at Xiangyang City, and Sima Daozi only started delivering food at this time. Isn't this an afterthought?


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