With people from the Prince Consort's Mansion following him, the food purchase went much faster, and even carriages and guards were dispatched.
It took more than half an hour. The sky is still bright and the carriage has been loaded with food.
In addition to the 1,500 kilograms of rice, white flour, and buckwheat noodles collected in the grain store, the Prince-in-law also collected 600 kilograms of rice and white flour for a total of six carriages.
Knowing that Brother Jiu and Jiu Fujin were in the palace, the Prince-in-law also prepared two carts of other food, one cart of sheep and one cart of pigs, all alive.
This added up to eight carriages, and the team could not move any faster. Erhe knew it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He patted the steward on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll remember this favor. I'll make good arrangements for you when you come to the capital for the New Year!" The steward was busy! He said: "It's not easy for a young person to receive merit. We, the prince-in-law, must be careful here."
"Hahahaha..." Erhe smiled, but in his heart he wanted to curse. He was very thorough and arranged for fifty Mongolian armored men to follow him.
Follow along and see who has the patience.
"Kick, kick, kick, kick..." As the sky turned white, a convoy also left the town. Princess Duanjing had been married to Karaqin for eight years. In addition to the population brought by the capital, the princess mansion also had some Mongolian handymen.
So no one can get out of her place, but there is news coming in. She looked indifferent and listened to the news from outside.
The guards and soldiers stationed at the station have already left the town. They came here to buy rice. If the princess was ill, the husband-in-law would make arrangements.
Princess Duanjing
He stood up and looked in the direction of the station with regret. I should have thought of a way to send the letter yesterday.
If you don't ask for anything else, just send the Erden family away. Looking at the look on her forehead, she would not allow her family to continue living in the princess mansion... Princess Duanjing was not a brave person, and she also knew that the marriage between Manchu and Mongolia was a national policy, and that she, the princess, represented the dignity of the court in Mongolia.
She also studied since she was a child and knows what etiquette, justice and integrity are. But the human heart is the most elusive. She was just too lonely, thinking of the capital, and the round-faced guard who used to be on duty at Ningshou Palace, so she kept that young man by her side to talk... Karahe Tun Palace.
Brother Jiu stood at the entrance of the palace, looking to the north. There was no movement. Today is already twenty. Erhe hasn't sent anyone back yet.
Shouldn't the grain trucks move slowly and people come back first to deliver the letters? If you don't save enough food, you'll have to delay purchasing it elsewhere.
"What's going on, old man? Are you busy doing things? Or are you tired a while ago and are you lazy now?" Brother Jiu complained to Shu Shu with dissatisfaction.
Pigs and sheep are being killed these days, but food is still being consumed. Now there are only two hundred kilograms left. One meal tonight and only porridge tomorrow.
Seeing Brother Jiu worrying about food, Shu Shu said, "Don't worry, the cow at the post station is injured. Let's eat beef tonight..." Beef is very filling, so you can make multigrain porridge tonight.
In this way, two hundred kilograms of rice can be moved to tomorrow. Brother Ninth took a breath and said, "If we haven't sent anyone back, it means there is enough food. If it doesn't arrive tonight, it should arrive tomorrow." Cao Yueying and Zhang Tingzhan came to look for Brother Ninth.
They started eating sheep at the age of seventeen. They had different ideas at that time. But after eating it for four consecutive days, my face turned green.
Didn't Chunlin bring two carts of vegetables from Changping? On the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth days, every meal was a combination of meat and vegetables, which looked good.
Starting from the 17th century, it was basically mutton and pork, and at most there were just a few green vegetables stewed in the broth.
Both of them worked in the Prince's Mansion and knew that the food in the Prince's Mansion was not like this. Afterwards, the two of them realized that they were short of food.
"Jiuye, Jiufujin..." The two of them stepped forward to salute. Seeing that the two of them had something to do with Brother Jiu, Shu Shu returned the gift and went back to the palace.
"Master Jiu, please ask someone to divert the food from the stations along the way and make up for it later..." Zhang Tingzhan said.
From Gubeikou to here, there is a palace and five inns in the middle. Two hundred catties of grain are moved to each place, which is one thousand two hundred catties.
Now everyone is here, just waiting for the emperor's reply. Once the emperor has circled the address of the palace, everyone can return to Beijing.
Brother Ninth looked at Zhang Tingzhan and said: "The food has been moved here with great effort, and they are in a loss. How many days will it take for us to go back, and there will be no food on the way?" In the post station outside the pass, there are few officials traveling in winter, and the inn station has countless reserves.
Zhang Tingzhan was stuck. He really didn't expect this and looked at Cao Yueying. Brother Jiu also looked over. Cao Yueying said: "If Mr. Er hasn't come back tomorrow, we can only talk to the Mongols first." There are twenty Mongolian households in the canyon, with about a hundred people, or less, and each family has a hundred grains. Borrow half of the jin, which is 500 jin. If you eat mainly cattle and sheep every time like now, you can last for three more days. When he and Zhang Tingzhan were surveying in the valley, they had eaten at a Mongolian house.
Although they did not farm, they also prepared food. They bought flour and millet from the Kalaqin tribe. Fried fruits are made into the noodles to make milk tea, and millet seeds are made into fried rice to replenish the stock.
Their diet is mainly fish, meat, and milk. They don't eat much food, so their reserves are limited. But it's winter now, and the mountains and roads will be closed due to heavy snowfall in half a month, so I have some food reserves.
Brother Jiu immediately shook his head and said: "No, it's better to search for them than to search for the post station or Gubeikou General Military Office. It's too shabby and makes them think that the Qing Dynasty is poor..." At this point, he felt that he should trust Er more. He was more hesitant and said: "If you haven't sent anyone back, that's good news. You should have bought enough food. He went to Haraqin on the 17th. He will arrive on the 18th and return on the 19th. He will arrive tomorrow at the latest. Wait a minute." Well..." In the palace, Shu Shu looked at Xiaosong and said, "How many kilograms of meat were produced?" The leg of the cow in the palace was broken, so we had to kill it. Just now, Xiaosong went to watch the slaughter of the cow.
It was an adult bull that had gone to the canyon to deliver meals to the guards a few days ago. Xiaosong said: "The six hundred and twenty kilograms of cattle produced 35% clean meat, two hundred and twenty kilograms, but there are still about a hundred kilograms of water and more than a hundred kilograms of cow bones..." Shu Shu thought in his heart. Do the math.
The beef is only half cooked, which is 110 kilograms of meat and about 50 kilograms of water, which is nearly one kilogram per person on average.
It was really a meal. The manager of the palace finally knew what he was doing, and he injured the cow without anyone's instructions.
It would be nice to have two meals a day. But Beijing has long been accustomed to three meals a day, and they also had three meals a day along the way.
Xiaosong and Walnut both knew about the food shortage.
"Are we going to divide the troops? Send Master Zhang and Master Cao back to the capital in the afternoon. The two people on the left and right are also sick. Arrange for fifty guards to follow..." Walnut said.
The reason why the food accident happened was because there were too many people, so it was just a matter of reducing the number of people. Shu Shu sighed and said: "For those who are coming out, even if they are sent back to Beijing, they should prepare dry food for at least one day..." In fact, even that was not prepared.
In addition to eating meat constantly, I also have three hundred kilograms of Dongzi vegetables left. The reason why it was stopped a few days ago was because of the waste rice and improper use, so there is still a lot of it for the time being.
Xiaosong said: "We have been sweeping up the Rehe area in the past few days. Let's go for a run around here this afternoon to see if there are any roe deer and deer..." Shu Shu nodded, that's fine, even if there is not enough food. Using meat to top it is also the second best option.
At noon, we ate beef stew in a big pot. Beef... everyone is really fascinated by the lake. There are chunks of beef as big as a fist per person, a large bowl of beef offal soup, and a bowl of multigrain porridge made with beef soup.
After finishing the lunch, everyone felt as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. Except for those who stayed behind at the palace, all the other guards were dragged out to hunt by Chun Lin and Fu Qing.
After going out for two hours, I came back at dusk and there was a burst of joy, and people were shouting from a distance. It turned out that I was lucky enough to catch up with a group of deer in the afternoon. There were more than forty deer of all sizes, and everyone was able to wrap them up, leaving only more than two hundred pheasants and hares.
The hunting team was divided into two teams, and the game started in the afternoon. It was agreed that the winner would wait to eat, and the loser would start grilling the meat.
A bonfire was lit at the official camp outside the palace. From far away on the official road, there was the sound of rapid horse hooves.
Just not from the north, but from the southwest. It was the postman who sent the letter from the capital back.
This is the emperor's reply. Brother Jiu was a little surprised when he received the letter. I originally thought that the letter from the capital would arrive tomorrow afternoon, but it turned out to be a day early.
After reading Kangxi's reply, Brother Jiu was a little dissatisfied. It's just a palace location, why do we need to appoint Tianjian?
If he had known this was going to happen, wouldn't it be nice if he brought an official from Qintian Prison with him this time? If the next step is to urge him to return to Beijing, then this errand can be regarded as an anticlimax and come to an end.
Brother Ninth asked people to invite Zhang Tingzhan, Cao Yueying, Fu Qing, Chunlin, Cao Shun, Gao Bin and others to come over, tell the emperor's reply, and discuss matters about returning to Beijing.
"It took three and a half days when we came here. When we go back, we try to walk for two days..." Brother Jiu said. He was really scared.
No wonder it is said that the three armies have not moved, and food and grass have gone first. This logistical supply is so important. Fortunately, they were guarding the edge of the paddock, and there was still room for hunting around, otherwise it would have been chaos.
As for the departure time, we still have to wait for Erhe’s food to arrive. Brother Jiu said: "If we don't send anyone back today, we should be on the way. If we arrive tomorrow, we will set off back to Beijing the day after tomorrow. If we don't arrive tomorrow, we will send someone to have a look." Could it be that he was walking through the paddock? Shortcut, everyone got lost?
Brother Jiu is really worried. Everyone is not at ease either. Today is the fourth day of the six hundred-mile round trip, so there should be some movement.
On the official road, everyone was hurrying in the dark. The leader of the bodyguards of the Prince Consort's Mansion looked at Erhe in front of him. He was told by his consort to pay attention to whether Erhe would send someone ahead of him on the way.
If that's the case, the person will be intercepted. As they followed the grain truck, the fifty people who came out as escorts were followed by a hundred people.
As a result, this man didn't have any manpower to deliver the letter, but he could see that he was impatient and just kept on going. A journey of three hundred miles. Yesterday I got up early and drove late and walked one hundred and fifty miles. Today I worked very early again.
There are only thirty miles left...
