Everyone knows the "service process". Chu Qing makes a decision. If he needs something, he should go to Tao Weiran. If the city doesn't have it, Lu Zhu is responsible for transferring people from all over the pass.
After Chu Qing returned to the bedroom, his ears kept ringing and he fell asleep in a daze.
When it was almost noon on the second day, Ma Rujing arrived at the Marshal's Mansion with the leaders of the six battalions, including his unlucky adopted son Xiao Zhi.
As soon as he entered the Marshal's residence, Ma Rujing burst into laughter.
"Big victory, boy from the Chu family, why don't you bring the meat and wine here quickly."
Although Ma Rujing laughed, when he mentioned the word "great victory", his eyes were full of sadness.
But Comrade Lao Ma couldn't show this kind of sadness, not at all.
Compassion does not govern soldiers, justice does not govern wealth, emotion does not establish affairs, kindness does not serve as an official, and a serious person does not serve as vice president.
The so-called compassion does not mean that you do not take the names of your subordinates seriously, but that you should hide sadness, pain, and many emotions that should be revealed deep in your heart.
This is why Chu Wensheng has always been a general, but the Emperor never thought of making him a commander.
Chu Wensheng is so "genuine".
Not only did his son-in-law die in battle, but even if only one of his men was injured, he would have to take his men to the grasslands overnight to slaughter a few tribesmen to vent his anger.
Chu Wensheng is not so much the leader of the wolf-catching army as he is the big brother in society.
But it was precisely because of this that Chu Wensheng was so loved by the border troops.
Seeing more than a dozen people walking in noisily, Fu San quickly ran over and stood in front of everyone: "My young master is still resting."
Niu Ren laughed and scolded: "You're still a slacker after sleeping till midnight."
Tian Hailong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "General Niu, how can you still sleep three times in the sun?"
Ma Rujing said with a hint of disdain: "I'm afraid that the six camp masters combined won't be able to sleep as long as the Chu family boy."
Although he said that, Ma Rujing couldn't help but lower his voice a bit, and the other generals stopped making noise, and everyone entered the main hall.
Logically speaking, everyone came to see Chu Qing. Chu Qing was sleeping, so a guard came out. After that, the guard showed his nose instead of his eyes, which was extremely rude.
But everyone is used to it.
It seems to be a normal thing, and everyone has never regarded Chu Qing as a soldier, let alone Fu San as a human being.
Even if they don't say it, everyone admits in their hearts that Chu Qing, the supervisor, has done an outstanding job. He has done what he is supposed to do, and he has done what he is not supposed to do, including spending money, going to battle, and making meritorious deeds.
How can anyone find fault with such a supervisor?
As for Fu San, several lieutenants have to call him Third Brother according to their seniority. Other generals, even Ma Rujing, are used to being criticized by Third Brother.
When everyone sat down, Ma Rujing smiled and said, "When is the celebration banquet scheduled?"
Fu San took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Ma Rujing: "In half an hour, the wine and meat will be enough. As the young master told before going to bed yesterday, he also ordered Fatty Tao to send the wine and meat to Guoyi Camp."
"Okay, okay, it's rare that your young master is interested."
"That's right." Fu San smiled and said: "The commander-in-chief has been praised too much. This is all the responsibility of my young master. The young master is the supervisor of the three military weapons and is in charge of the preparation of weapons..."
After a pause, Fu San showed a confused look: "By the way, Marshal, I almost forgot to ask, is the weapons supervisor also responsible for going into battle to kill the enemy?"
"Of course not. Going into battle to kill the enemy has nothing to do with your young master, a civil servant and prisoner."
"Oh, that means my young master is meddling in other people's business." Fu San smiled naively: "Does the establishment of a new city have anything to do with the official position of supervisor?"
"It has nothing to do with it, but your young master has done a good deed for the benefit of the people."
"Then opening a medical clinic is also a matter under the jurisdiction of the three supervisors?"
Ma Rujing was a little surprised as to why Fusan talked so much today, and replied: "If that's not the case, it's because of the love of the boy from the Chu family."
"Oh, it has nothing to do with my young master. What about uncovering the traitor? Does it have anything to do with the Third Dao Supervisor?"
Lao Ma was a little unhappy. This was exposing his scars: "Why do you have so many strange questions today? Of course it has nothing to do with it."
"Oh, that's it." Fu San showed an expression of sudden realization and said to himself: "The war has nothing to do with the young master, Xincheng has nothing to do with the young master, finding out the mole has nothing to do with it, and opening a medical clinic has nothing to do with it either...
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After a pause, Fu San showed a confused look again, and asked seriously: "Then what do my young master, the three military supervisors, oversee?"
Ma Rujing was a little confused and didn't react for a while.
Fu San suddenly clapped his hands and said happily: "Yes, taking charge of the celebration banquet, building a new city, improving reputation, finding moles, and running a medical clinic are not serious things. The only serious thing for the young master is to give it to the commander-in-chief.
You hold a celebration banquet, I understand, I understand."
Ma Rujing: “…”
Fu San's smile faded and he asked quietly: "Commander, does my young master owe you a lot of money?"
"Fu San!" Ma Rujing finally came to his senses and cursed loudly: "Sooner or later, I will tear your mouth apart."
Fu San followed Chu Qing's example, rolled his eyes, turned around and sat on the threshold.
Ma Rujing was so angry, he just said, why did this boy take the initiative to serve him tea with good intentions today? His feelings are waiting for him here.
Now the third brother no longer has any "mom-like qualities" in criticizing others, but has begun to hurt others in a roundabout way.
Wangyuan City spreads money, mobilizes people to open a medical clinic, transports supplies, goes into battle to kill the enemy, and finds out the enemy. After that, he has to use his own money to get meat for you. Do I owe you money?
A group of generals also had red faces.
I came here specifically just to have a good meal.
As a result, Fu San was a little embarrassed to be hurt like this, but this embarrassment only lasted for a moment or two. Anyway, it was Ma Rujing who invited everyone here.
In fact, Fu San didn't mean anything else. He just heard the words "celebration banquet", which was very harsh.
Yesterday, Chu Qing indeed told Tao Weiran to organize the people to send wine and meat to Guoyi camp, and also specifically ordered the theater troupe from Qingzhou not to rehearse, but to start touring tonight.
Chu Qing wished he could give everything, the best, to the soldiers.
But he also knew that what the border troops needed was not wine, meat, or entertainment, but an end to the war, an end to this century-long, endless war of fighting and peace, which should have ended long ago.
Thinking of the corpses strewn across the fields last night, and of Chu Qing riding a horse with tears streaming down his face, Fu San stood up and returned to Ma Rujing again.
"Wolf-catching army, give me the list of wolf-catching armies."
The tone was very stiff, but Ma Rujing was not angry. He asked with a half-smile: "Have you found those two hundred old wolf-catchers, your young master?"
Fu San said nothing.
Ma Rujing said slowly: "Don't say that I am making things difficult for your young master and catching wolves into an army is what I want to see. However, your young master is as careless as a merchant. Why don't I be so careless today?"
How about it."
"What are you worrying about?"
"One hundred thousand gu, let your young master buy another 100,000 gu of rice grain for the border army. How about giving the list of wolf-catching soldiers in each camp to your young master."
"I want 100,000 yuan, ha." Fu San said with a look of disdain, "First write the IOU and then see if my young master agrees."
"On behalf of your young master, have you relented?" Ma Rujing retorted: "I don't dare to write this IOU. I don't know who said it at the beginning, even if the emperor borrows money, he has to write an IOU, hahahaha."
A group of generals were dumbfounded. Just as they were about to joke, a group of soldiers suddenly ran in.
"Commander, the father-in-law from Beijing is here. He is right outside the door and wants Supervisor Chu to receive the order."