Chapter 1253 The treasure of the old man surnamed Qi
"Brother Liu, Brother Wan, it's time to work."
Liu Kaishan and Wan Yifu hurriedly returned the gift, even saying that they did not dare. Li Luo immediately ordered Qian Yi to go and deliver the order, and the army immediately set out, but he did not want to stay for a moment.
"General, please be slow." Pang Wanzi called out quickly when he saw the army showing signs of departure and walking away.
"Is there anything else wrong with Mrs. Cheng?" Li Luo looked at Pang Wanzi in surprise.
"I see that all the officers under the general's command are light cavalry and simple attire. They don't bring much dry food. There is still some surplus food in the city. If you don't mind it, general, please take it with you. If it falls into their hands, it will be in vain for these Caohai thieves." Pang
Wan Ci said bitterly.
Li Luo secretly praised, this county magistrate's wife is not old, but her eyesight is not weak. Indeed, there is not much food and grass in the camp. Li Luo thought about it for a moment, and without being polite, said loudly: "Take enough for the people in the city, and leave the rest."
Please lend the remaining grain to us temporarily, and I will definitely return it in full in the future."
"No need. Although Xiuchuan County is not famous, no one has ever starved to death." Pang Wanzi said proudly.
Li Luo smiled warmly. Pang Wanzi's move was no less than resolving the urgent need of the Northern Expedition army. He thanked him and ordered Ying Feng to go and deliver the order. He asked Yuan Jun to lead the soldiers to get food, making sure to leave enough for the people.
The people of Xiuchuan City have rarely seen such a polite and courteous Dagan official, and he is also a young general. Pang Wanzi's husband is one, and there is another in front of him.
Pang Wanz summoned Li'er and another commoner in the city, and took Yuan Jun and other soldiers into the city to get food. Pang Wanz had a high prestige, and seeing that Li Luo was in a hurry, he did not discuss with others and made the decision without permission to give food.
Some people muttered secretly about this move, but no one was resentful, and the young general wanted to pay back what he had done.
Li Luo must have thought that with food, at least the morale of the army would be more stable. If he didn't even have enough to eat, relying solely on the reputation of the coach to build morale was just nonsense.
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
"What does the general want with pen and paper?"
"As a basis, the amount of grain borrowed today will be paid back in full tomorrow."
"Ah, General, you are worrying too much, there is really no need to worry."
"You have to pay it back." Li Luo said loudly, and there was an unquestionable meaning in his words.
Pang Wanci hesitated, bit his lip, and declined: "I can't find paper and pen at this time."
"Didn't the old scholar carry pen, ink, paper and inkstone with him wherever he went? Just ask him." Someone responded casually, and Pang Wanzi glared at the villager who spoke angrily.
Li Luo laughed and said, "Very good, but this old gentleman?"
The old man surnamed Qi quietly moved aside after Li Luo rescued him. He said nothing except for a word of advice to Pang Wanzi. His tranquility was very different from the past. However, the people guarding the city did not notice anything unusual about the old man surnamed Qi.
Li Luo only remembered it when he came to borrow pen and ink.
The old man surnamed Qi shrank his neck and muttered: "It's time to lose your head in a war. Who would be pedantic with pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
"Hey, old scholar, aren't you your own? You always carry those things with you when you sleep in the hut. I'm afraid you didn't intend to take them into the coffin, so why don't you take them with you now? No one can believe it."
The old man surnamed Qi blushed, raised his neck and shouted: "You can't stand if you don't believe, you can't be dishonest, what are you people doing!"
The old man surnamed Qi said it with certainty, but the way he covered his shirt front as if life-threateningly revealed the truth. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the villagers office must be on the old man surnamed Qi. Pang Wanzi glanced at Li Luo secretly and said,
Li Luo looked at the old man named Qi with a strange expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
Pang Wanci coughed lightly and said seriously: "Mr. Qi, since you have it with you, please lend it to the general."
The old man surnamed Qi had a long face and was silent for a moment. Then he reluctantly took out a few things from his arms, handed them to Li Luo, and said in a sharp voice: "Be careful, don't break it."
It’s an old thing.”
Li Luo took it in his hand. The pen was a silver fox pen, the ink was crane ink, and the inkstone was Yushan inkstone. Only the paper was ordinary. It was really surprising that these things appeared on a poor old man. However, although the objects were extraordinary, they were
In Li Luo's eyes, they looked ordinary. If there was any difference, it was probably because these things made the old man play with them so dark and translucent. At first glance, they looked like ancient relics.
A pen and inkstone are worth some silver. The old man surnamed Qi, who was in such a poor state, still treasured these two things. They must be the old man's beloved things, and he would not want to be separated for a moment.
Li Luo did not make fun of the old man surnamed Qi. He looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand with a calm expression. The Yushan inkstone was a fine stone and jade. It felt cool in the hand. The back seemed a little rough. Li Luo did not turn it over to take a closer look.
, the fingers gently brushed it, and there should be a word engraved on it, the word "载".
The old man surnamed Qi was afraid that his treasure would be ruined in Li Luo's hands, and he stared at it with a painful expression on his face, which made people laugh. Pang Wanzi smiled without saying a word, asked someone to bring some water, and did the ink for Li Luo himself. Maybe it was
I misread it. When the Yushan Inkstone was in Pang Wanzi's hands, the tense expression of the old man named Qi softened slightly.
With the pen and ink ready, Li Luo wrote a note of debt, handed it to Pang Wanzi, and said harmoniously: "Mrs. Cheng, if there is peace in Yeliang Prefecture in the future, or if you go to other places in Beifu, Zhong
Regardless of whether you are in the government or not, with this letter, you can go to all the bureaus and bureaus of the Ming Dynasty to collect the grain you borrowed today. If you encounter any difficulties, just find an official with a higher official position in the imperial court, and someone will naturally take care of it."
Pang Wanzi took the paper and couldn't help but feel nervous. The young general in front of him had such a loud tone, but he looked so indifferent, and he was definitely not talking nonsense.
Li Luo handed the pen and inkstone back to the old man surnamed Qi. The old man jumped up and protected the treasure in his arms, with an expression comparable to that of an iron rooster that never plucking a hair.
Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "Does the old gentleman recognize me?"
The old man surnamed Qi froze, and everyone around him, including Pang Wanzi, looked at Li Luo and the old man surnamed Qi in surprise. The old man surnamed Qi grinned and replied flatteringly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Clumsy eyes, hey, maybe I have actually met the general, but I am old and my memory is not very good. This, this, let me think about it carefully."
Li Luozhan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just forget it if you can't remember it. Maybe I remembered it wrong. I don't know."
Pang Wanzi didn't take this incident seriously, and the people guarding the city thought that Li Luo had made a mistake. The old man surnamed Qi was probably trying to put money on his face, so that he could use this name to deceive others in the future.
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Pang Wanzi stared blankly at the written document written by Li Luo in his hand. Madam Qi curiously poked her head over and took a few glances. The words were very ordinary, but the handwriting was very beautiful.