Zhu Mo asked people to bring in square tables and benches, and added sliced lean beef and two jars of aged wine that he had exchanged for grain and grass from the White Tiger Camp.
Just like that, he greeted Lao Qian to his seat with the utmost respect, and then poured bowl after bowl of wine in front of Lao Qian. The two of them drank wine, ate meat, and laughed and chatted about family affairs. Zhu Mo never said anything about his adopted father and adopted brother, at least on the surface. , among the four elephants, the white tiger should be the most loyal to the Shen family.
Two hours later, it was already past noon.
The Xue Family Army camp at the foot of the mountain was filled with silver-armored soldiers.
Some people cried out in pain without hesitation.
Some people suppressed their groans to protect their dignity as men.
But under Zhu Mo's supervision, no one escaped the punishment of fifty sticks.
no one……
When a White Tiger soldier came forward to report, claiming that all the 6,730 people in the camp had received fifty sticks, Zhu Mo, who drank a jar but did not appear drunk, slapped his forehead suddenly.
"It's broken. One of them is missing. Hurry up your horse and chase after him. Zhou Yun reported that he had merit, but it was not worth the merit. Remember to bring a thorn tree and give him twenty canes on the spot to enforce military law."
Ever since he first came to the military camp with Shen Wanjun when he was young, the latter had warned Zhu Mo more than once that as a general, military law should be regarded as above all else. Generals who have made mistakes should be guilty of the same crime as soldiers and should not be vague, otherwise people will criticize them behind their backs and they will be punished. There is no prestige left.
There were soldiers of the Xue family nearby who heard Zhu Mo's order, and this order spread among everyone soon after.
In this way, the last possibility of letting outsiders poke the Shen Jiajun's backbone was eliminated. It is enough to show that strict military management is indeed the solid foundation for Shen Wanjun to build the Shen Jiajun into an iron-blooded and invincible division.
At the same time, it was also the reason why countless people in the temple tried to overthrow the King of Jin countless times after the world was at peace, but they were always blocked by the powerful members of the Chu family.
Because for a king with a different surname who had solved countless internal and external troubles for the royal family——
If there is no big fault, then there is no fault.
After arranging Zhou Yun's punishment, Zhu Mo stood up and cupped his fists at Lao Qian.
"Mr. Qian, I know very well that you still have important matters that your adoptive father has given you, so let's drink here first. When you and I take a break from our busy work someday, we will definitely not get drunk or return home."
Lao Qian stuffed two pieces of beef into his mouth, waved his hands vaguely and said:
"Okay, when you're done, we'll go up to the mountain to work."
"You can work hard and earn money."
Zhu Mo bowed respectfully again, then turned around and said to the Xue family soldiers who were lying on the ground after being tortured:
"Take care of the funeral affairs of your generals Zheng and Cao, and send Butler Ming to the doctor to deal with his injuries as soon as possible. Otherwise, it is not ruled out that he will bleed out and die."
"As for Lord Feng, you can also send a message on behalf of me, General."
"I, Zhu Mo, will not leave Fengzhou and return to Shuzhou in the past month. If Lord Feng is dissatisfied with the outcome of the verdict on this matter, he can come to me to question me. The general is also willing to meet with me with the permission of the royal family of the imperial capital. Lord Feng, please go to the court together and listen to the emperor’s decision.”
After saying that, Zhu Mo turned around and changed his face again, bowed and invited Lao Qian with a smile and said:
"Mr. Qian, I have nothing more to say, shall we go up the mountain?"
Lao Qian nodded and stood up, pointing to the jars of fine wine that had been brought to the side but had not yet been finished, and said:
"Bring me a few more jars of wine. It's hot on the mountain and you'll get thirsty easily."
"good."
After emptying the camp of drinks according to Lao Qian's wishes, Zhu Mo put his fingers to his lips and whistled to call his horse.
He immediately tied a simple luggage bag, rummaged around twice, and took out a heavy gold cake.
"Snapped!"
Putting the golden cake on the table, Zhu Mo said clearly to everyone in the Xue family army:
"I have taken the food and grass, and the extra drinks are considered purchases. The remaining money will be treated as if I paid it out of my own pocket. I will give it to Butler Ming for the sake of Lord Feng. Remember, if any of you dares to steal this money, The golden cake has turned me into a bandit in the army. Even if I am wronged and sentenced to death, I will definitely find you before I die. I will cut off your flesh piece by piece and cook it into food to serve as my guide on the road. meal!"
No one dared to look directly at him.
So and so.
King Feng's plan to covet Shen Wanjun's treasure that he had held for more than 20 years on his own territory was once again broken by Zhu Mo's justified and domineering methods.
Here, Baihu camp obtained supplies of food and grass and returned to the top of the mountain.
The first thing was to heat up the oil in a pot to warm the stomachs of the more than two thousand White Tiger soldiers who had been starving for more than half a month.
Of course, the drinks that were brought up were definitely not theirs. Otherwise, if any of the Xue family soldiers who had not been beaten down were called to follow him, where would Zhu Mo's face be?
He left his White Tiger soldiers toiling outside. Once they reached the top of the mountain, Zhu Mo invited Lao Qian into the general's camp alone.
After "forcibly" sending Lao Qian to the main seat, Zhu Mo's face became solemn.
"Mr. Qian, I have received a letter from my adoptive father, saying that if you are here to stay, do you want to take the phoenix marrow artifact that we have been guarding for more than twenty years?"
Zhu Mo could tell Lao Qian the purpose of his visit, so Lao Qian naturally had nothing to hide.
"Well, do you know why Shen Wanjun asked me to get the phoenix marrow?"
Zhu Mo shook his head gently.
"My foster father didn't go into details. He just asked me to try my best to assist you in your actions. If there is any danger, the first thing to do is to save your life."
When Lao Qian heard this, he hummed with satisfaction.
"Sure, Shen Wanjun still has some conscience, but since he didn't tell you in detail, I can't tell you what I know..."
"No need!"
Before Lao Qian could finish speaking, Zhu Mo resolutely stated his attitude.
"The things that my adoptive father has planned are far beyond our imagination. As long as I do things according to my adoptive father's wishes, I will definitely make no mistakes."
Lao Qian smiled.
"You're quite smart, kid."
Zhu Mo scratched his head "silly".
"It should be said that he is sensible."
Thinking that the brat in the palace was still waiting for him to go back with the phoenix marrow, maybe Shen Wanjun had already gathered the other necessary conditions, so the old man who knew when not to be in a hurry and when to be in a hurry seemed to be an ancient old man. General stood up "with difficulty" and asked Zhu Mo to take him to the vicinity of the crater to see the situation.
After this trip, Zhu Mo still did not let any of the White Tigers follow the two of them. After all, in a sense, the crater is a dead thing, and the phoenix marrow is also a dead thing. They pose a certain degree of threat to people, but they do not They will not actively attack people like intelligent living creatures.
Therefore, if the cultivation level is not enough, it will be useless no matter how many people follow, and there may be more casualties.
After walking out of the camp, as he and Zhu Mo got closer to the crater, Lao Qian gathered his breath to prevent the fly ash in the air, which would cause harm to the body, from being inhaled into his mouth and nose. At the same time, the temperature felt on the surface of his skin also rose sharply, almost When they were still ten feet away from the crater, the two of them had to release their true energy to resist.
"Mr. Qian, you must be more careful. Many younger brothers have been killed here."
