Chu Huankai was not wrong. Qiao Mingtang is indeed like a frightened bird now. In just a few days, he seems to have become more than ten years older.

Qiao Mingtang has always paid great attention to the health preservation method and cared about three meals a day. Every morning, he would drink a bowl of millet porridge and eat a cage of crystal bags.

Even if you are away, this habit will not be interrupted.

But now this habit has been broken. Although Mrs. Qiao has prepared everything, Qiao Mingtang has no appetite when she looks at the exquisitely made crystal bags.

"Master, you haven't eaten since last night." Mrs. Qiao sighed, "I have to eat a little more."

Qiao Mingtang shook his head and said, "Carry it down. Feng Polu may not say when he will come over. If he sees the food on this table, he may have something to say again."

Mrs. Qiao frowned and said, "Master, should he ask about it too?"

"After these days, don't you know the ability of this Beiyong Marquis?" Qiao Mingtang sneered: "Now that he enters my Governor's Mansion, he rushes around, and goes like his own family, and no longer takes me as the governor seriously."

Mrs. Qiao said with a hint of anger: "Master, that Feng Polu is too much. He was sent to reinforcements. Of course, the master should have taken care of the affairs of Xishan. Now it seems that he is the master of Xishan!"

"Madam is wrong." Before Mrs. Qiao's words fell, a loud voice suddenly sounded outside. With the footsteps, Feng Polu, the tall and powerful Marquis of Beiyong, had already stepped in with a smile on his face, "This Xishan Road is neither my Feng Polu, nor Governor Qiao, but the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. Madam, if your words just now come to the ears of the Lord and the Lord mistakenly think that you regard the Xishan Road as your own private property, then the consequences will be troublesome."

Mrs. Qiao could not have imagined that Feng Polu was like a ghost, and she came at the moment, with a pretty face bleak. Qiao Mingtang was slightly shocked, but she was so sophisticated after all, and her expression was still calm. She glanced at Feng Polu and said lightly: "The Marquis got up early."

Feng Polu came forward and sat down at the table with a "click" sound. He put his sword on the table, glanced at the food on the table, and smiled and said, "It's not that I got up early, but that I didn't sleep at all last night."

"Oh?" Qiao Mingtang said calmly: "Master Marquis is not adapting to the local conditions?"

Feng Polu did not answer immediately and asked with a smile: "Have you used it too early?"

"Isn't this waiting for the Marquis to use it together?" Qiao Mingtang sat upright and said expressionlessly.

Feng Polu laughed and said, "So that's it. It's better to come sooner than you should be a coincidence. It seems that I'm here at the right time." Mrs. Qiao said, "Madam, please help me serve a bowl of porridge. I've been there last night, and I haven't touched the water. I'm very hungry."

Mrs. Qiao frowned and glanced at Qiao Mingtang. Qiao Mingtang nodded slightly. Mrs. Qiao had no choice but to help Feng Polu serve a bowl of porridge. She had no good feelings for Feng Polu and was about to leave, but Feng Polu smiled and said, "Will you not have some food together?"

Mrs. Qiao said lightly: "Just eat it." She turned around and left.

But Feng Polu picked up the porridge bowl, drank it in a few sips, put down the porridge bowl, and then said, "This bowl of porridge is really comfortable. Governor General, it seems that the wife does not welcome me."

Qiao Mingtang said calmly: "The Marquis misunderstood. No one will be happy if the west is in chaos and the war is in chaos."

"That's true." Feng Polu leaned on the chair and stared at Qiao Mingtang and said, "The Governor asked me just now if I was not accustomed to the local conditions. That's really not. I have a strong body and can adapt to it no matter where I go. Moreover, Xishan and Hexi are both in the north, and there is not much difference in the climate."

Qiao Mingtang said "Oh", but Feng Polu reached out to take a crystal bag, took a bite, and said, "I couldn't fall asleep last night, and I was so worried by those barbarians."

"Barrien?"

Feng Polu took another bite and threw the remaining half of the bun on the table. He was very rude, but he still smiled, "Governor Qiao, you are a smart man. You know why it is not for food and grass. Although you allocated some food in the previous period, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and the Yi barbarians' appetites were too big, and they could beat ordinary people three or four times. There was no food in the army. Today you can't allocate food. I am only worried that the Yi barbarians would cause trouble."

Qiao Mingtang frowned and said, "Mr. Marquis, I have told you that there is not much grain reserved on Xishan Road. When the people of Xiliang fought northwest, the grain reserved on Xishan was already emptied. Moreover, the taxes imposed in those years were very heavy. In order to allow the people to recuperate in the past two years, taxes must be reduced. Naturally, there is not much grain reserved on Xishan."

Feng Polu frowned and said, "Is Governor Qiao crying to me poor?"

"Of course it's not just crying for poverty, but just reporting it to the truth." Qiao Mingtang sighed, "Marquis, it's not to be hiding it. He has lost a lot of food and grass before the defeat in the previous battle. He wants to supply grain to these tens of thousands of soldiers. The West Mountain is already in short supply!"

Feng Polu sneered: "Mr. Qiao, the will of the Lord will allow you to provide all the reinforcements. You should understand that these tens of thousands of soldiers came to the West Mountain, but in order to save you, Governor Qiao, everyone will work hard for you, but you will make everyone hungry. It is hard for me to imagine that they are willing to work hard for you."

"So I want to discuss with the Marquis whether I can write a letter in a joint letter and ask the emperor to allocate grain and grass." Qiao Mingtang said: "Even if the food in Hexi cannot be transferred, you can transfer food from Anyi."

Feng Polu suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. Qiao, I am thinking of being a minister in the same dynasty and being loyal to the emperor together, so I never tire of coming to urge food every few days. To be honest, this is not my Feng Polu's character. I am a martial artist and I have always like to be straightforward in my work, and I am not as patient as you, Master Qiao!"

Qiao Mingtang frowned and asked, "What does the Marquis mean?"

"I'll just say it. The Lord of the Lord asked me to lead my army to protect you, Lord Qiao, but the ultimate goal is to protect the West Mountain." Feng Polu said with a cold face: "The money, grain and soldiers in Hexi are of course used for Hexi. Since the Lord of the Lord asked you, Governor Qiao to raise food locally, it was the plan of the Lord. Since you and I are responsible for the emperor's order, we should protect the West Mountain at all costs. If Governor Qiao has any other ideas, hehe!"

Qiao Mingtang sneered: "The Marquis said this, I couldn't understand what other ideas meant. Is this the governor? Is this governor not having food, so you let me rob it?"

"Mr. Qiao robs or steals, I don't care." Feng Polu's face was unkind, "It's just that my marquis was ordered to suppress the thieves. Before the troops moved, food and grass should go first. If Master Qiao could not even raise food and grass, how could he suppress the thieves? If this delayed the major event of suppressing the thieves, you, Lord Qiao, would be punished more, and I am afraid that the court would not spare it lightly."

Qiao Mingtang's face changed slightly, and his eyes twitched.

When Feng Polu saw Qiao Mingtang's expression, he thought Qiao Mingtang was scared by himself and smiled and said, "Mr. Qiao, as far as I know, there are many merchants in Yunshan Mansion, and many people's warehouses are piled with money and grain. It is a time of danger. Can't you let them work hard? After all, we work hard in front of us, and they are piled with money and grain, but we have to stay hungry and work hard to protect them, I'm afraid they will be uneasy."

Qiao Mingtang smiled bitterly and said, "Don't I know that they have money and food in their hands. But the Marquis doesn't know that Xishan is in a difficult situation over the years. This governor has raised money and food from them many times, and some people have complained in their hearts. If they continue to force the levy, the people will be resentful and angry at that time, and the consequences will be!"

"If we don't collect grain, our army will fight without food. After the defeat, when the Northwest Army enters the city, will those people still be resentful?" Feng Polu sneered: "Mr. Qiao knows that Governor Qiao has been in Xishan for so many years. The relationship between Governor Qiao and Governor Qiao is good. You can't take action against them. Since Lord Qiao has any concerns, then leave this matter to me." He reached out and picked up the sword from the table, "Mr. Qiao, today is my last time to urge grain, and my patience has been exhausted. When the food is not sent to the military camp tomorrow, then there will be no need to worry about Lord Qiao. All the food and grass, I will find a way for him." He sneered, without saying more, and then walked away.

Qiao Mingtang immediately stood up and shouted, "Marty, this matter!"

"No need to say more at this time." Feng Polu said: "Mr. Qiao, remember, this marquis is here to suppress the thieves, not to be a beggar!" He walked away with a cold face.

As soon as he left, Mrs. Qiao came out of the side door and said angrily: "Master, this Feng Polu is really too much. He doesn't take you seriously at all. Although he has been named a marquis, you are the governor. This is in Yunshan. How dare he talk to you like this?"

Qiao Mingtang looked bad, but he sat down slowly and sneered: "He holds military power, and tens of thousands of soldiers are near Yunshan City, so he is naturally full of confidence. What's more, this person was Feng Yuanpo's number one general back then, and he was used to being arrogant and domineering."

"Master, I'm afraid he's talking bad things about you behind his back." Mrs. Qiao frowned and said, "Since he wants food, you can give him food, so that he won't run to the mansion every few days to be presumptuous."

"What do you know about women?" Qiao Mingtang frowned and said, "There is not much grain in Curry. I can still sit here because it is of utility value to the court. If all the food is really provided, they will not have to worry about food and grass. I don't have much utility value, I am afraid that the court will attack me."

"Ah?" Mrs. Qiao was disgraceful, "Master, you mean!"

Qiao Mingtang smiled bitterly and said, "You don't think about it. The last time the army was defeated, and the court has not held the blame until now. Is this normal? It's because I'm still useful to the court, so they will press down on the last incident. When I have no value, the court will definitely bring up the old things again. Haven't you heard that Feng Polu said that I was guilty of being more guilty? What do you say? This is his speech, but it also let me know that the court still remembers the crime of defeat last time."
Chapter completed!