Mountain wild man Ziwang and his wife

Chapter 227
"Who are you?" After all, Mu Zhiqi is a person who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down.

"I have 30 catties of grain in my hands, which can be donated to the Marshal for free, but the Marshal must promise me one condition!"

The man in black didn't answer his question. He came to him with his face covered because he didn't want to reveal his identity, and it didn't mean much to say a fake name.

It wasn't that Mu Zhiqi was stupid, the question that came out of his mouth was just an instinctive reaction.

"I will not engage in collaborating with the enemy and treason, nor meddling in seizing the heir, nor will I do anything harmful to nature." Mu Zhiqi stared at the man in black. The 30 jin of grain was a timely gift to him.

The man in black said: "Don't worry, some family will not let you do the things you said, but they just want to ask you for a ghost camp."

"Ghost camp?" Mu Zhiqi was surprised, this person actually knew about ghost camp!

Of course, he was not stupid enough to deny Guiying. This person can say Guiying to show that he knows Guiying clearly.

"Yes, to be exact, I'm not asking for someone. I just want you to give a brother in a certain family a chance to see the light of day again. If he comes to the Marshal one day in the future, I also ask Marshal Mu to transfer him out of the ghost camp... "

Mu Zhiqi looked at the man in black with a complicated expression, wondering whether the deal was suitable, and whether his men could keep the man in black.

After keeping the man in black, can he ask where the food is from?

The man in black was not in a hurry, he just stood in the middle of the study and waited quietly.

"You hijacked the military rations?" Mu Zhiqi gritted his teeth and asked.

The man in black shook his head: "No, the source of this batch of grain is Hengchang Grain Bank. The marshal should have heard that Hengchang Grain Bank purchased grain vigorously before the snow disaster, and almost wiped out the grain in the hands of the people. .”

Mu Zhiqi nodded, when the military rations were robbed, he sent people to investigate, and his people also reported to him what Hengchang Food Company had done.

"The food they got was far more than 30 catties," Mu Zhiqi said.

The man in black nodded: "It's definitely more than that, but a certain family only got 30 catties. If the marshal is short of food, he can start from this line, and maybe he can get more food.

Marshal, how do you think about the matter of a certain family?
If you don't want a certain family, you don't have to force others. "

Mu Zhiqi looked deeply at the man in black, and finally nodded: "Success, I promise you!"

"Also ask the marshal to give you a token, when the time comes, my brother will come to you with a token!" the man in black said again.

Mu Zhiqi tore off a jade pendant from his waist and threw it over: "Let him bring this jade pendant to the old man in the future!"

The man in black put the jade pendant in his arms, and he cupped his hands towards Mu Zhiqi: "Then thank Marshal Mu, this is the address of the batch of food." The man in black put a letter on a flower pot beside him.

Mu Zhiqi watched the man in black leave from the main entrance of the study.

After a while, he called out: "Come here..."

"Marshal..." The person who came in was startled when he saw the two brothers lying on the ground.

Mu Zhiqi ordered: "Please come doctor, and call Jian Chuan and Jian Hong over!"

"Yes, Marshal!"

Mu Zhiqi took out a note from the envelope, stared at the address on it and remained silent.

30 catties of grain sounds like a lot, but he also has a lot of soldiers and horses, and the grain won't last long at all.

He thought about the words of the man in black, and felt that his previous strategy of finding food was wrong, and his direction was wrong.

But if you want to attack the grain merchants... then you can only let the ghost camp go out.

Who is this man in black?
It would be easy for such a person to enter the Xishan camp quietly, avoid his eyes and ears, and stun his bodyguards.

His brother is in a ghost camp.

Who is it?
Maybe...he should try it.

"Father."

The two sons came in and interrupted Mu Zhiqi's thoughts. Mu Zhiqi calmed down and told Mu Jianhong: "...you go to the ghost camp again and urge them to pay the food."

"Yes, Father!"

"Okay, you go down first, Jian Chuan stay for a while." Mu Zhiqi waved his hand, and a trace of jealousy flashed on Mu Jianhong's face with his head bowed.

After he retreated, Mu Zhiqi handed the letter paper in his hand to Mu Jianchuan: "Take someone to find this batch of food immediately, don't let anyone know whereabouts!"

Mu Jianchuan knew the seriousness of the matter, so he quickly responded: "Don't worry, father, my son will use his life to protect this batch of grain and enter the camp."

Mu Zhiqi nodded in relief, and he patted his shoulder: "Go."

cook camp.

A black figure came out of the barracks and quietly went to the empty pigsty. He looked around to see that there was no one there, and then walked towards the snowdrift behind the pigsty.

The man pawed his waist for a long time, pulled out a small piece of meat from the snowdrift, looked around nervously, and was about to stuff it into his arms.

He was still clever, seeing that the food in the camp was getting less and less, when the commander ordered all the pigs to be killed, he secretly found a place to hide some meat. Starved to death like other short-lived ghosts.

"Yin Dashui!" A voice sounded not far away, Yin Dashui was so frightened that the meat in his hand fell to the ground.

"Who?" He took out his dagger and looked towards the source of the voice.

A tightly wrapped man in black stood not far away, and he threw a package at him: "There are meat buns inside, find a place to hide it."

"You don't want to poison me to death, do you?" Yin Dashui licked his lips while holding the burden.

"Kill you, it's very simple!" After the man in black finished speaking, he shook his hands, Yin Dashui only felt his face hurt, and raised his hand to touch... Mother, blood...

"you……"

The man in black turned around and swept away, Yin Dashui only saw an afterimage.

He swallowed his saliva, there must be something wrong with this person, he came to scare himself in the middle of the night.

He opened the bag and took a look, oh my god, it's all big white flour buns!
Thinking about what this man said just now, Yin Dashui didn't get entangled anymore. He picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. It was delicious...

If only someone made a mistake every now and then.

Boom... I need to find a place to hide these buns.

……

Mu Jianhong brought back [-] catties of grain from the ghost camp. When he returned to the camp, his face turned red with excitement, as if he had brought the thirty thousand catties of grain back by himself.

When the soldiers of the Xishan Camp saw the food coming, they cheered one by one. Although the food was scarce, they finally had something to eat.

"How did Ghost Camp get food?" Mu Zhiqi asked.

Mu Jianhong was taken aback when he heard the words, he was happy when he saw that there was food, and when he was happy, he forgot to ask.

Seeing him like this, Mu Zhiqi shook his head in disappointment, this son... hey... too mediocre.

But the promising ones are the children of concubines.

"Son, go to the ghost camp again to ask?" Mu Jianhong secretly glanced at Mu Zhiqi, and Mu Zhiqi said: "No need, you have worked hard, go and rest."

Mu Jianhong didn't think much about it, he brought back [-] catties of grain, the army is short of grain at the moment, the one who can get the grain back is the uncle, so what about Mu Jianchuan's ability?

He didn't get a grain of food!
(End of this chapter)