Today is the third day of the army's march. After three days of walking, the army has only traveled more than 100 kilometers.
But as the army marched out, Yang Fan gradually became miserable from his previous expectations and yearning for the battlefield.
The weather in March and April was cloudy and cloudy. Along the way to the southwest, a heavy rain stopped the army again.
The humidity in the military tent was very heavy, and my body felt sticky and uncomfortable.
No matter in his past life or in this life, Yang Fan, who was pampered and well-off, was really not used to such difficult conditions.
Thinking about the remaining distance of more than a thousand kilometers, Yang Fan immediately became extremely worried.
Originally, with his status, he could boil some hot water and take a bath in the military tent.
But the conditions are limited, so I can't wash it several times a day, so I have to endure it until the evening.
As the saying goes, you don't worry about scarcity but inequality. Yang Fan didn't want the soldiers to think of him as an official who couldn't endure hardship.
In this case, we can only endure it for the time being!
Since the army is still within the territory of Datang, there is no need to consider safety, so the current task of supervising and operating is not that complicated.
Except for inspections from time to time, Yang Fan left everything else to his subordinates, leaving him very idle.
Taking advantage of the rain to subside, Yang Fan came to the military tent where the Supervisor and Operations Office was held.
When I walked in, I saw that only Changsun Chong was inside. He was holding a brush in the military tent to tally the account books.
Seeing Yang Fan walking into the tent with a sad face and Fu Bingli twisting and scratching, looking extremely uncomfortable, Changsun Chong asked doubtfully: "Is Marquis Zhongyi feeling unwell? Do you want to see a doctor for diagnosis and treatment?"
But I was secretly worried. This guy shouldn't take leave and return to Chang'an because of illness.
Otherwise, all the arrangements made by Duan Zan and the others would be in vain, and Changsun Chong would risk confiscating his family and exterminating his clan this time.
Yang Fan waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just that the humidity is too heavy and makes me feel a little uncomfortable... By the way, where are the others?"
Although it was a little strange that Changsun Chong suddenly cared about him, Yang Fan didn't think much about it.
Aside from the fact that this guy wants to cause trouble for himself from time to time, this pretty boy's abilities are quite impressive.
The accounts of the supervisor's operation are kept in order, and there is no need to worry about it at all.
However, seeing Chang Sun Chong's calm and carefree appearance, Yang Fan felt unhappy.
Why doesn't even a weak scholar feel uncomfortable, but he himself feels so uncomfortable?
I wonder if I really have too many good times and can't bear any pain?
There is nothing wrong with enjoying when you should enjoy, but not being able to endure hardship when you should endure hardship is not a good phenomenon.
Born in sorrow, died in happiness!
It seems that you need to hone your character, but don't let a comfortable life dull your spirit.
Hearing Yang Fan's answer, Changsun Chong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and felt even more contempt in his heart. He couldn't even bear this little pain. He was really a playboy.
But he was not slow and said: "Everyone else has gone down to inspect. The heavy rain just now may cause landslides..."
Yang Fan yawned: "Oh? That's okay. I feel uncomfortable all over, so I'm going back to my tent to sleep. I'll supervise the affairs and let the chief minister handle it on his own. Thank you for your hard work."
Yang Fan really didn't have much to say to the pretty boy Chang Sun Chong, so he walked out of the military tent while scratching his back.
As soon as Yang Fan left, Changsun Chonghe Xi's expression suddenly fell down, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he said angrily: "You are a chief officer who doesn't do anything, and you leave everything to me? Sleep, sleep, sleep... let's see if you can still How long can I sleep...it won't be long before you, bastard, will never wake up!"
But no matter how angry he felt, there was nothing he could do about it. Yang Fan was the highest officer in charge of supervision and operations, and he was the chief history officer. These supervision and operation matters were already within his scope.
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Thinking of the prior arrangements, Changsun Chong's depressed mood suddenly turned from gloomy to clear.
When Yang Fan walked out of the military tent, the drizzle had not completely stopped, and the entire military camp was shrouded in drizzle.
Perhaps because of the heavy rainstorm just now, many soldiers were digging ditches to divert water to prevent rainwater from flowing into the barracks. The scene was noisy and chaotic.
I looked at the sky and saw that it was already approaching dusk. Because it was rainy and misty, the sky was getting darker. It seemed that we could only set up camp here today.
When he walked to the barracks of the Zuoying soldiers, Yang Fan saw for the first time what the original barracks of the Tang Dynasty looked like.
Inside, a leather rug was spread on the ground, and a group of soldiers were sitting on the ground. Some of the soldiers were holding dark dry food and chewing it.
Yang Fan frowned, the conditions were too harsh.
What kind of barracks was this? It was very wet inside and was no better than the outside. There was a vast ocean outside and small rivers and streams inside.
What's even more ridiculous is that these soldiers were eating cold dry food.
Only then did Yang Fan recall that the soldiers had not made fire in the past two days, and they were obviously using such dry food to satisfy their hunger.
Yang Fan feels that if these things are eaten in the stomach, lifespan may be shortened a lot.
Obviously, these dry foods have been stored for several days.
The living conditions of the soldiers of the imperial dynasty are so miserable. If they act like this, half of the soldiers may get sick before the war begins.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan waved to the soldiers following him: "Call General Zhai, Changsun Changshi and others..."
"I've seen the general!" Some soldiers in the barracks also noticed Yang Fan and quickly stood up to salute.
Several soldiers who had just eaten dry food shook their hands in fright and dropped the dry food directly on the leather felt.
Yang Fan bent down to pick up the dry food and asked: "Are you hungry? Are you ready to eat now?"
Several soldiers pleaded with pale faces: "General, please spare the little ones, we will never dare to do it again!"
These soldiers thought that Yang Fan called Zhai Changsun and others to come here to punish them.
After all, it is not yet time to have a uniform meal, so even the dry food you bring with you cannot be eaten at will. This is also to prevent the soldiers from running out of dry food.
Yang Fan waved his hand to tell them not to worry, picked up the dry food in his hand and held it up.
It turned out that the dry food was not black in color, but was burnt black on the outside.
On the other side that had not been bitten, Yang Fan took a light bite and almost broke his teeth.
Frowning and swallowing the bitter thing in his mouth, Yang Fan asked: "Do you usually eat these things?"
When several soldiers saw that Yang Fan was not angry, they became bolder. The owner of the dry rations even said proudly: "General, this is our army ration for the next half month. My wife branded this for me with her own hands. Isn't it very special?"
Is it delicious? I still have some here, General, would you like to try them?"
Yang Fan was speechless, and it was not easy to dampen the soldier's interest, so he quickly waved his hand and refused.
This thing is too hard, dry and hard to swallow. If left in future generations, even pigs might not be able to eat it!
At this moment, Zhai Changsun hurried over. As soon as he entered the barracks, he cursed indiscriminately: "You bastards, did you rush into the general and why don't you apologize quickly?"
After saying that, he turned to Yang Fan with a smile and said, "General, I will definitely teach these guys a lesson when I get back. Please don't take offense, General."
He glanced at Zhai Changsun with a half-smile, but he didn't expect that this big-looking guy was not only thoughtful, but also very protective.
Zhai Changsun's action just now seemed to be to punish these soldiers, but in fact it was to protect them. With such a responsible attitude, it is no wonder that he was able to train such a powerful soldier.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan waved his hand and said: "Okay, put away those fake tricks and call you over for other reasons. If you wait for Changsun Changshi and the others first."
When the little trick was exposed, Zhai Changsun couldn't help but blush. It turned out that he was just being sentimental!