Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Fusu shook his head and said with a smile, "Yes."

The few nobles who made Yan Ce's rumors were stupid, they didn't understand the meaning of the prince and girl, and they were escorted down by the soldiers.

The female officer asked: "Your Highness, are you going to lead the army back to the country with the righteousness of eliminating the chaotic party?"

Fusu sighed: "Leading the army with righteousness, the lack of prestige can be made up to some extent. I am far away from Xianyang, and I don't get timely news, so I am really worried."

"Your Majesty has returned to the palace, what is His Majesty worried about?"

"..."

That's why I'm more worried.

Fusu didn't speak, but the worry between his brows gradually grew stronger.

At this moment, a soldier brought a scroll of letters and hurriedly presented them: "Your Highness, it is the edict of Xianyang."

Seeing Fusu's signal, the female officer took the edict and glanced at the content and handed it over to the girl Chujun.

"The prince wants us to go out of the city to suppress the bandits. Is this the prince's move? I'm afraid even the soldiers won't believe this excuse. It seems like it can fool us."

Fu Su thought for a moment, then said: "If the edict is shown to all the officers, will it arouse the feeling of hatred and hatred?"

"Your Highness, you can give it a try."

Another soldier urgently reported: "Your Highness, the prince privately sent the money and food donated by the caravan to the main gate of the barracks."

The female officer was puzzled: "What, a gift? This is not a bribe."

"The caravan said that this is the prince's private midsummer subsidy to the soldiers guarding the Great Wall, and there will be winter subsidies in the future, but it is just a gift from friends, not asking the soldiers to do things, and not breaking the law. And it is not a gift from the prince, it is a gift from the prince. As a gift in name, you can accept it with confidence."

Seeing Fusu's serious face, the soldier pondered for a while and said: "The people in the caravan also said that if there is a chance, the prince will list the winter and summer subsidies in the law... The people in the caravan are sending them, Your Highness, do you want to stop it now?" Take back the subsidies received by soldiers privately?"

Fusu: "..."

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On the edge of the Great Wall, the howling long wind rolled up a heat wave. The carriage caravan stopped at the gate of the barracks. Officers in military uniforms of all sizes stood at the gate, with a straight military posture, waiting in line for the decision of the royal prince girl on the Fan family caravan. .

The soldiers under his command temporarily acquiesced in taking the subsidy. For a while, countless long lines formed outside the barracks.

The convoy at the gate was mighty, but the caravan guys didn't give each soldier a lot of subsidies, but after all, it was an unexpected joy won by the prince, and no one would shamelessly say that it was too little.

After about a few minutes, all the officers were called to enter the barracks, and the serious atmosphere of the soldiers faded away.

"Mr. Chu has been in our barracks for a while."

The soldier queuing up to receive the money patted the brother in front of him on the shoulder, pursed his mouth backward, and said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't do anything, and let our general wander around the camps every day. Before the prince arrived, he won us half a month's salary first." tips."

The female officer came out of the tent and kicked the soldier hard. The soldiers who spoke immediately shrank their heads back. She looked around and said coldly: "Be careful!"

The soldier whispered: "No..."

The female officer kicked the soldier again and said angrily, "Speak louder!"

The soldier shouted, "No!"

Although he refused to say it, all he thought in his head was "Yan Ce pays money, but Fu Su has no money"...

Thinking about these silently, the soldiers inevitably had a comparison in their hearts, and in the comparison they had their own judgments.

Thinking of Mr. Fusu, there is naturally a gap. Whether the crown prince and girl can step down and replace the prince, Fusu is not bad, but Yan Ce may be better.

Then, the female officer turned around and walked into the tent, where she saw the princely prince girl kneeling in the center reading through the classics, and saw the dignified expressions of the generals beside her.

She was puzzled and said, "About many soldiers received winter and summer subsidies. Isn't this considered a bribe?"

Eight generals gathered together, but none of them answered, but they all cast their eyes on Fusu.

Fusu gathered the letter, "Strictly speaking, it doesn't count."

"The donor is nominally Fan Luo of the Fan family caravan. This person has no official position, and he has not asked soldiers or officers to violate the laws of Qin. It is not enough to be a bribe. The soldiers have already taken part of the money, and if I withhold it, I will also Stop trying to command this army."

"But after receiving Ce's money, I am still passive."

The girl had long hair on her forehead, almost covering her eyes. She rolled up her black sleeve and picked up a pen to draw a few circles in the letter. It was Yan Ce's perfect edge.

"When did he become so sensitive to the loopholes in the law..."

next moment.

The commotion outside the tent came into the tent again, causing Fusu to get up and the generals couldn't help but walk out of the tent.

Fan Luo, the owner of the caravan, stood on a high place, and with a self-made horn, let out a "barbell" laugh, and gathered the soldiers who had received their subsidies to an open space under the Great Wall.

Lifting off the white cloth covering the convoy, buckets of sour plum soup and mung bean soup came into everyone's sight.

"One bowl per person, after receiving the subsidy, to cool off the summer heat, isn't it good!"

"!"

The clerk at the side tugged on Fan Luo's sleeve, said something in a low voice, and then Fan Luolang said in a low voice: "Several singers who are well-known in Linzi admire the prince very much, so they specially asked everyone to be the guards of the Great Wall, and they combined the octave into ten Song of Nine Chapters."

"!!!"

Your Highness Ce NB!

I will follow His Highness to the death...