Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

Lou Junze was stunned for a moment, then quickly put his phone on the table and began to look for his face towel. After a flurry of activity, he sat back down at the table and picked up his phone.

Xia Shi greeted: "Hi, boss, is it convenient to talk about work?"

The video call has a holographic projection function, and the device on the back of the phone projects her light and shadow on the opposite side of the table, just like two people sitting face to face.

At this time, Miss Xia was sitting by the window in the cabin, dressed neatly, and holding a small notebook to record her work. Anyway, the boss worked regardless of time, and there was no day or night when the boss was fighting, so she would report at any time if she had anything.

Thousands of miles away, in a tent at the northern border, Lou Junze put on his face towel and picked up his phone to look at her, who was sitting upright. Then he looked at himself, who was only wearing pajamas after a bloody battle and a shower. Then he hung up the phone again.

"..."

After a while, he sat down at the table again.

Now no matter from which angle you look at him, he is a neatly dressed, dignified and polite Crown Prince.

Xia Shi: “……?” Why did he act like the funny guy in my class when I was in school?

She reminded him, "Your Highness, if it's inconvenient for you, you can mute the phone and finish your work before answering the call, or just answer the call without opening the video..."

"It's all right now." He has never been a person who cares about things. When he was hiding his identity, he climbed on ice and slept in the snow for many years. He was exposed to swords and spears, and eating grass roots was nothing. How could he have the leisure to care about his clothes? Except for the mask that seemed to be embedded in his face, he didn't care about anything else.

No subordinate has come to report anything yet, and the prince has been allowed to change his clothes and bathe first, and then receive him with great ceremony.

He only did this in front of her, and he remembered she said she didn't want to see his face.

"But what's important?"

In Lou Junze's opinion, she always went to bed when it was time to sleep and got up when it was time to get up, and was never willing to work even a minute longer. So was there something important that sent her a message so late at night?

"It's not a big deal. Boss, I know you go to bed late. You usually sort out documents at this time, so I'll just report to you now so that you don't have time to answer the phone during the day..."

Lou Junze's lips curled up slightly. He didn't expect that she remembered his habits.

Of course Xia Shi couldn't see the corners of his mouth under the scarf, and she didn't care whether the boss was laughing or crying, and quickly started talking about business:

"…We discovered that more than 90% of the grain vouchers in Huai'an were given to a merchant company in Huai'an Prefecture. After collecting grain from all over, half of the merchant caravans gathered in one place, heading to Fushan, a tributary of Lanshui. The cloud map on the starship showed that there were a large number of people around Fushan. The central system estimated that there were about 30,000 people, more than 90% of whom were young and middle-aged people in their twenties and thirties, and about 10% were warriors. Their clothing was highly uniform and similar, and their daily language communication revolved around words such as training soldiers, military tactics, and formations. It can be basically determined that they were all military personnel. The basic buildings were mostly barracks, high walls, and weapons in the treasury…"

Lou Junze asserted: "Huai'an is not on the border, and there is no war on a daily basis, so there are only 8,000 registered garrisons. These extra people must be private soldiers."

"When the Prime Minister joined forces with Qi Sheng and Huai'an to besiege the people in Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, they must have mobilized private soldiers, because the garrison troops in the open are not easy to move rashly, and it is very easy for the news to leak out. Keep an eye on these people."

Xia Shi: "We have sent people with equipment to investigate. The problem in Huai'an now is that even if we purchase grain, we cannot leave Huai'an..."

Lou Junze: "Don't worry, we will mobilize troops to attack Huai'an. Now that we know where the private soldiers are, we can hit them with one strike and will definitely be able to contain Fushan's troops. Just focus on your work in Huai'an. I'll give you a handwritten letter to take to Huaizhou Mu..."

"it is good!"

While Lou Junze was writing handwriting and it was scanned by a mobile phone, Lei Huo, who was hundreds of miles away, wrote it exactly on paper. Even Lou Junze's seal was drawn with ink, and the engravings on it were perfectly matched.

"Boss, the martial arts leader is in Huai'an..."

"I promised him that everything is up to him."

"Okay!" Xia Shi finished his business and was about to hang up the phone. At the end, he reminded: "Boss, you can turn your phone to silent mode. Bye!"

"Wait a minute!" Lou Junze rarely took the initiative to call her, twirling the ring in his hand and asking softly, "By the way, that idol you mentioned..."

"Idol?" Xia Shi held his face and said, "I have a new idol!"

Lou Junze: “…”