The person who came was none other than the tall and mighty Third Prince Qin Zhan, and there were many people in the army beside him.
Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Yours? If I remember correctly, all the weapons and equipment in this warehouse have their origins and can be exchanged based on the voucher in your hand. Third brother, you haven't become the prince yet. Why, start to force yourself now?" Robbed?"
Qin Zhan frowned: "Huh, elite armor is naturally worn by elites. You don't lead soldiers, so why do you need this elite armor? Is it possible that you let a group of civilians wear it?"
Qin Yundao said: "Who do you want me to wear? It probably has nothing to do with the third brother. I just want to ask, is the third brother trying to rob you?"
Qin Zhan was not timid at all: "The things in the army will naturally be given to the elite sergeants. You, the first batch of kings, have conquered! If you have anything to say, wait until I come back after the war."
"Come here, move the armor!"
Qin Yun's eyes turned cold. He didn't expect Qin Zhan to be so decisive and shameless!
Qin Yun held the long knife in front of him.
"Who dares to move, I will kill him!"
Qin Zhan drew his sword: "Would you like to give it a try?"
Seeing the two of them fighting tit-for-tat, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry hurriedly walked over with a smile.
"Your Highnesses, calm down your anger!"
This person is none other than Wu Pengju, Minister of the Ministry of Industry. He looks about forty years old, a little fat, with small eyes. He narrows his eyes when he smiles, giving people a funny feeling.
But everyone who knows him knows that he is not funny at all. He can hold the position of a minister without any ability.
After all, the Ministry of Industry is not like the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Industry is responsible for the construction and maintenance of various rivers and official roads in the world. It can be said that whether the rivers in the world are running well depends on the thoughts of Master Wu.
Even a proud prince like Qin Zhan had to give him some face.
"Master Wu, I just want to take the fine armor!"
Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Is that your fine armor? That is clearly my king's. Here is the proof. Do you still want to steal it?"
The reason why Qin Yun repeatedly emphasized this point was to stand on the moral high ground. No matter how good Qin Zhan was, he would not dare to say such things as forceful grabbing.
Wu Pengju continued to smooth things over.
"You two, don't be anxious!"
"This fine armor in the treasury is stored in the warehouse by the World Chamber of Commerce. Logically speaking, with this certificate, our Ministry of Industry should pay it. However, now that the war is going on, the world's armaments are somewhat tight!"
"The batch of fine armor that was originally stored here has been sent to the front line. This batch is newly made. Although they are all fine armor, they are not the same batch. Your Highness, how about I send someone to take your armor immediately? Are you going to recover those fine armors?"
Qin Yun's face darkened. This dog official was clearly confusing concepts.
What is his group that has been sent to the front line.
Can the fine armor be divided into batches?
With his temper, how could he spit out what he had eaten?
But looking at this situation, the Minister of Industry is firmly on the side of Qin Zhan.
Qin Yun thought for a while and then said with a smile: "Okay!"
"Then please trouble Master Wu and send someone immediately to get the fine armor that belongs to me back."
Qin Zhan sneered in his heart. Although he did not bribe Wu Pengju, the emperor now said that whoever has greater military exploits will be the crown prince.
If he was a smart man, he wouldn't choose to offend himself.
Obviously, Wu Pengju chose to offend Qin Yun, who seemed to have no strength.
According to the original idea, Wu Pengju originally thought of giving half of it to Qin Yun, but now it seems that he, Qin Yun, is not that tough!
Wu Pengju smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you, His Highness Ninth Prince, for your understanding!"
Unexpectedly, Qin Yun directly moved a stool and put it there. Qin Yun sat on it, and then put his hand on Wu Pengju's shoulder.
"Master Wu, just send someone. I will be waiting here. When will I come back? When will Master Wu leave again!"
As soon as he said this, Wu Pengju's smile froze, his original narrow eyes turned into lychee eyes, and a hint of chill suddenly appeared in his black pearl-like pupils.
"Ninth Prince, what do you mean by this? I am the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, how can I waste time with you here!"
Qin Yun smiled and said, "How can this be called a waste of money? During the Great Xia War, all weapons and equipment in the armament storehouse must be shipped out with certificates. Anyone who secretly withdraws weapons and equipment from the storehouse will be regarded as a traitor and his family will be confiscated and his family will be exterminated!"
"Master Wu, I am saving you! Don't worry, if you bring the Jingjia to me, I will never accuse you. I don't think Third Brother will expose you either, right?"
Qin Yun showed his big white teeth, and Wu Pengju realized that he seemed to have been tricked.
"You're talking nonsense. When did I say that the batch of fine armor left the warehouse without proof?"
Qin Yun snorted coldly and slapped the certificate on his face.
"Then you are deliberately making trouble for me. Here is the proof. Why can't you get the fine armor?"
"I'll give you half a stick of incense. I want to see the fine armor that belongs to me appear here intact. Otherwise, I will take you to see my father today!"
Wu Peng raised his forehead to sweat and looked at Qin Zhan for help.
Qin Zhan stood up: "Qin Yun, don't embarrass Master Wu!"
Qin Yun said coldly: "I advise third brother not to meddle in other people's business. After all, I am working as a logistics officer and have no chance to go to the front line to gain meritorious service. But third brother, don't forget that your food and grass are still in my hands."
Qin Zhan frowned: "If you dare to deduct food and grass, my father will be the first to kill you!"
Qin Yun smiled and said: "Who said that I want to withhold money? I will definitely provide your team with enough food and fodder on time and in quantity. But have you ever thought about it, third brother? It takes time to prepare food and fodder. There is always a priority. If I, the king, give it priority, I don’t think any of the other brothers can say anything wrong about this king.”
"When the time comes, eldest brother, if the second brother seizes the opportunity, don't blame me for not reminding you, third brother!"
Qin Yun said slowly, but the generals who followed Qin Zhan frowned.
They are professionals, and they naturally understand the principle of putting food and grass first before their troops are moved.
But the battlefield is changing rapidly. If Qin Yun really gets in their way here, although it won't really kill them, it will definitely be a big trouble for them who want to take the lead!
At this moment, they suddenly realized that this time the victory or defeat actually depended on Qin Yun, the Ninth Prince!
In other words, their logistics position that everyone despised before has now become the key to them winning the first place this time.
A veteran admonished: "Your Highness, we don't actually need all that fine armor!"
"Yes, Your Highness, the time is coming soon, I'd better set off as soon as possible!"
Qin Zhan took a deep breath, stared at Qin Yun coldly, but turned around and left.
"Wait!"
Qin Yun's voice came.
Qin Zhan turned around suddenly: "What else do you want to do?"
"Apologize!"
Qin Yun said word by word.
"Why should I apologize to you?"
Qin Yun smiled and said: "You were too loud just now and scared my guards. Bai Feiyang, do you feel your feet are numb?"
Bai Feiyang said confusedly: "Isn't it numb?"
"Stomp your feet and give it a try!"
Bai Feiyang did as he was told.
"Are you numb?"
"I'm numb...!" Bai Feiyang was a little unsure.
Qin Yunnu pointed at Qin Zhan: "Did you hear me? You made my guard's feet numb! If you don't apologize, my guard is responsible for transporting food. I will feel uncomfortable by then. What if I get sick on the way? What should I do?"
Bai Feiyang insisted: "I'm not sick!"
Qin Yun said: "You have!"
Qin Zhan had a dark face. He knew that Qin Yun was disgusting him, but after the persuasion of the veterans, he still walked up to Bai Feiyang and spoke word by word.
"sorry!"
