Early in the morning, Liu Xiaqing went out humming a small song and met someone who greeted him from a distance: "Hey! General Liu, long time no see, how are you doing recently? What? Do you don't remember me? You are really a noble person who forgot about things. I am Liu Mang from Chenliu Camp! We are serious brothers of our family. My ancestors are from Taishan County. Maybe my seventh generation of ancestors moved to Chenliu. Speaking of which, we should be brothers of the same lineage... Yes, yes, they are all real relatives... General Liu, this is a little bit of a little, just relatives, don't be polite... Look, your nephew is fifteen years old this year. Oh, no, it's not Liu Quchang, my brother's son,

He looks very much like me, and others call him Xiao Liumang. Liu Quchang is your nephew, and Xiao Liumang is also your nephew! Yes, they are all nephews... Do you think you can let your nephew be a soldier under your nephew? Oh, Xiao Liumang wants to be with Liu Quchang, and his relatives are always more convenient to use than others... What, you need six stone grain and six zhang cloth? This, brothers are a little tight recently. Can General Liu be compatible? You are the one around His Majesty... It's good, and the preparation of soldiers will be done. I will have a chance to become a regular in the future, right? I know you are in a dilemma. I will make more money tomorrow, and I will ask General Liu to help manage the points and make sure your nephew becomes a Yulin Lang."

Liu Xiaqing looked at Liu Mang's back as he walked away and secretly stroked a small piece of horse hoof gold in his arms. The warm touch made people feel particularly comfortable, and happiness came out of every pore. At this time, if someone asked him: "Are you happy?" General Liu must have replied loudly without hesitation: "Happiness, really TMD happiness!"

Liu Xiaqing had never been so comfortable. Although he was squeezed out of the emperor, he was given the title of general and his nephew Liu Biao was also valued. By chance, he suddenly became a big celebrity in the army, and his status had disappeared and the waters rose. Now people often approach him, with the purpose of joining him with His Majesty the Emperor and sending his children to the Yulin Camp, so as to gain a great future, which made him jump from the "Old Liu" in the mouth of the crowd to the genuine "General Liu".

This title does sound more pleasant than Lao Liu and Liu's lieutenant. Other generals are granted by the Censor and Prime Minister, but only he is personally granted by the Emperor's Imperial Palace. Can the Censor and Prime Minister be better than the Emperor? No! So, can other generals be better than the General Niu and Horse? Of course not!

In this way, isn’t Liu Xiaqing the number one general in the world? No problem!

With this confidence, Liu Xiaqing often had a confused smile on his face, which made him look unfathomable and mysterious, especially in his acre of land, the cow and horse stable. The new cow and horse officials were both obedient and admiring to their generals. When they saw him coming, they gave way and bowed their heads to greet him.

General Niu and Horse adhere to the principle of comparing people with virtue and dressing people with dignity. He always nodded slightly and responded, consciously polite, beneficial and concise, very solemn, and very friendly to the people.

He walked slowly forward, nodding to both sides frequently, with a noble expression and leisurely attitude. The yellow mud floor of the cow stable with sewage made General Niuma walk out of the Cannes red carpet.

Most of the surroundings were new faces, and most of the former cows and horse officials had entered the pockets of the little emperor. However, the cows and horses were not withered because of this, but became more and more prosperous. Recently, people who wanted to come in to be cows and horses were lined up.

Everyone knows that this is the emperor's backyard, and the cattle and horse officials are more likely to enter the little emperor's sight. If you are lucky, you might turn directly into the Yulin Lang. Those young men who failed to squeeze into the Yulin Army joined in this, so that the cattle and horse stables that were not popular in the past, and only orphans lived in suddenly became hot and hot.

Liu Xiaqing can pick on the teenagers, eliminate those who don’t like it directly, and often accept some bribes and sell them as a cow and horse official. This small cow and horse stable has become Liu Xiaqing’s money tree.

After patrolling his territory, Liu Xiaqing left with great satisfaction and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report the emperor's whereabouts. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he immediately changed into a fearful and terrified face. The corners of his mouth turned from upward to downward, with a little appropriate worry, and the confusing smile that had been hanging on his face also dissipated like a fascination.

In fact, Liu Xiaqing was not worried or worried. He made this expression just to show his importance to work. Appropriate fear and fear were necessary respect for his superiors.

Now the task of caring for (surveillance) the emperor is extremely simple, because the emperor is there training troops with great fanfare, and he does not need to chase him and search everywhere. He just needs to report the emperor's whereabouts on time.

At first, Xu Xuan was very interested in the emperor's military training. He asked repeatedly about this. After knowing the content of military training, he was a little dissatisfied. "What are you doing when you just stand still every day? Is it more patient?"

"It's really nonsense. If all the children can go to war, what do we adults do?" Zhuge Zhi, the guard of the guard, smiled and said, "It's better to send all the Yulin Army to the city of Chang'an and stand in line for a day. The pseudo-Han soldiers on the city might just go to the city to surrender!"

"Follow your Majesty. If he is willing to train troops, let him practice. If he does something, save him from running around. Anyway, it doesn't cost us any money or food. When the money and food are exhausted one day, the Yulin Army will be dispersed."

Xu Xuan's words were not exaggeration. If he only raised these two thousand child soldiers and saved some, 15,000 stones of food would be enough for a year to eat and use, but the emperor still had to provide disaster relief. Although it was just a porridge, it would be a huge consumption.

Zheng County is a big county with 60,000 or 70,000 people. Many people left their hometowns and ran away due to war, but most of the remaining ones were still plundered. After the Red Eyebrow Army, most of them had to rely on relief to survive. Tens of thousands of people ate the food of two thousand people. How long can more than 10,000 stones of food last?

Liu Xiaqing was timid at the prime minister, but he was worried about the little emperor. The victims spent food, and the Yulin Army had to be disbanded. What else should Qu Chang do if the Yulin Army dispersed? Wouldn't his nephew Liu Biao be unemployed?

Besides, without the Yulin Army, will there be anyone else to give him General Niu and Horse Hoof Gold? Are there anyone else to line up to beg to enter the stable? Will Liu Xiaqing still be so popular?

In Liu Xiaqing's heart, the food must not be exhausted, and the Yulin Army must not be dispersed.

However, judging from the little emperor's enthusiasm, disaster relief cannot be stopped. Alas, it was a young man who was acting voluntarily. Liu Xiaqing sighed secretly, listened to the Prime Minister's latest instructions in a concise manner, and left the Prime Minister's Mansion listlessly.

Due to disaster relief, more and more people on the streets gradually became more and more lively, and Zheng County returned to its former liveliness. It turned out that the people hiding in the dark corners appeared one after another, and the hungry people nearby moved when they heard the sound and were constantly gathering in Zheng County.

Liu Xiaqing looked at the people running back and forth on the street, and his worries were added to him, and he walked towards the nearby porridge pot point without realizing it.

There is a long line across the street, winding a whole street, with no end to see, and I have turned around for countless twists, crowded with people, each carrying a pottery bowl in his hand.

Qian You were taking people through the team, shouting loudly, occasionally swinging the whip in his hand, and slamming it a few times. If someone jumped in the line, the whip would be rudely pulled onto his body. Under this powerful maintenance, although there were many people queuing up, it was still orderly. It seemed that Qian You was still competent.

As the scale of porridge was expanding, Qian You kept gathering people. Whether it was a strong and ambitious boy or a gangster who were domineering and stealing all over the streets and alleys, he had recruited three or four hundred people. These people were scattered everywhere, maintaining the disaster relief order in the city.

There are no hungry people who don’t know Qian You. When they see him, they always line up to receive porridge and dare not make trouble. In the eyes of the people, his deterrence is no less than that of the highest security officer of Zheng County, the nominal Zheng County. Many people even secretly call him Xiao Weiwei.

This porridge distribution site is the largest in the city, a square of twenty meters. It was originally a market, but due to the chaos of war, no one came out to do business again. The market was depressed and the venue was empty, which was suitable for hungry people to gather, so Zheng Shen chose to donate porridge here.

There were more than a dozen large pots on the ground, and the firewood was very hot. The porridge in the pot was bubbling with white bubbles. Some green vegetable leaves were turned up. The healthy woman next to her held a long wooden spoon and kept stirring the pot. She shouted loudly in her mouth: "Next!" As soon as her hands fell, the spoon of sticky porridge poured into the pottery bowl.

Starting from the big pot, the team extends long, crosses the square, and sticks out far along the street.

Liu Xiaqing walked slowly along the team, and suddenly someone pushed him from behind. He staggered and almost fell down. He calmed down and looked back. He saw a man hurriedly holding a pottery bowl, squatting to the corner of the wall beside him and drinking in a snoring manner. Every time he drank a big mouthful, he opened his mouth and exhaled heat. He saw that the porridge was very hot.

The woman next to her shouted, "You damn, why are you doing so anxious? It seems that you haven't had a meal yet!"

The man held the rice soup in his mouth and said vaguely: "There are too many people and I can't get the porridge. I didn't eat it yesterday. I'm almost starving to death. Are you anxious?"

The woman said: "If you starve to death, you will starve to death. Sooner or later, what is the difference between going to death? "

The man had finished drinking a bowl and let out a long breath and said, "That's not necessarily the case. If you had been drinking porridge, you might have to wait until the autumn harvest will be something to eat."

After hearing this, Liu Xiaqing shivered, autumn harvest... Could it be that this porridge will last until the autumn harvest? It will take more than two months, how much food will be spent? This is the food of the Yulin Army!

Looking at the long dragon that was endless, General Niu and Horse felt dizzy. Who can afford to support so many people?

At this time, a seven or eight-year-old child received a bowl of porridge, walked away a few steps and came to a big tree. He was delivering the bowl to his mouth, but was snatched by a big man and walked away from him in three or two steps.

The child cried, "I haven't eaten porridge for two days. I finally got it once, but now I have no bowls..."

Qian You came over with a whip and shouted, "Come here, give this kid a bowl so that he doesn't have to line up and go directly to the front to get the porridge. Who dares to rob it again? I'll peel him off!"

He turned his head and saw Liu Xiaqing, and shouted in surprise: "Encyclopedia! Why are you here?"

"I'm not your adopted father..." Liu Xiaqing turned around and wanted to leave.

"Why not? Are you not General Niu and Horse?"

"I am, but I am not..."

"That's right! General Niu and Ma is my father of Qian You! Come and get to know each other, this is what I often say, a general who is a few hundred people alone is the real general of the stern sword and horse, and it is my adopted father of Qian You!"

"Hello General!"

"It's so awesome to beat hundreds of them!"

"Brother Qian is my real brother, and Brother Qian's father is my real father!"

The young men greeted each other enthusiastically, and their father shouted, making General Niu and Ma's head buzzing.

Having a cheap son is enough for him to have a headache. Unexpectedly, there are so many more sons all at once. You are so enthusiastic, why don’t you send me to Liu to open a harem?

Calm, calm! Conquer people with virtue~

Liu Xiaqing took a deep breath, and a confusing smile appeared on his face. He greeted the young men one by one with a smile, turned to Qian You and said, "Qian You, so many people, how much food will it cost to spend in a day?"

"Now...it's 180 stones a day!"

"One Hundred and Eighty Stones! Why are there so many?" Liu Xiaqing's smile suddenly disappeared. One Hundred and Eighty Stones a day, wouldn't that ten thousand stones only last for two months?

Qian You looked as if he was taken for granted, "My father, don't bother to worry about it. Many people can't get 180 stones this day! Look at how many people there are here, there are thousands of people in this place, and there are eight places like this in the city, which adds up to tens of thousands of people. It's so strange. I don't know where these people came from, but there are more and more. At the beginning, I only need four porridge points, and I use 40 stones a day for grain, and I ate 60 stones the next day. On the fifth day, I added four porridge points, which cost 100 stones a day to be enough. Yesterday, I boiled 150 stones, and today is the seventh day. Look at this, it costs about 180 stones. Who knows how much to do tomorrow?"

Liu Xiaqing murmured: "It's nearly two hundred stones a day, where can I find so much food?"
Chapter completed!