Princess Promotion

Wang Hai said with a face full of resistance: "Commander, is there really no other way?"

Fu Hongxuan picked up the military report beside him and said, "This is the will of His Majesty, an order."

Wang Hai had no choice but to accept his fate and said, "I will obey your orders."

Li Yi patted Wang Hai's shoulder sympathetically to comfort him. Wang Hai waved his hand dejectedly and walked out of the tent.

Wang Hai walked out of the tent and patted his left hand in frustration. His luck was so bad that he wanted to chop it off.

There were so many colleagues in the tent, but why was he the one who drew the lot to be responsible for looking after that group of civil servants?

In the past, the Emperor of Zhou also sent civil officials to the military camp to supervise the troops, but that supervisor was even more difficult to serve than the emperor himself.

He just messes around all day, pointing fingers and scolding people, even dragging a passing dog over to scold it.

It can be said that the military supervisor’s strength is not high, but his lethality is extremely strong.

He clearly has no special abilities, but he still wants to be a hero. When two armies are fighting, he has to run to the front to show his presence.

He was so scared when he saw blood that he screamed like a ghost and asked people to protect him!

Wang Hai still couldn't figure it out. The military supervisor could obviously do nothing, but he insisted on showing off and interfering in everything.

In the past, a military supervisor could cause chaos, but now a group of civil servants are following him.

Wang Hai felt his eyes go dark and he saw no hope of survival.

When Wang Hai saw Yan Mingzhe coming towards him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Mr. Yan is knowledgeable and talented. He is a good master and most importantly, he is easy to get along with.

If I could bring Mr. Yan with me, when those civil servants make trouble, I would have someone to help speak up and scold them.

Wang Hai had a hundred and a thousand things he disliked about the civil servants who supervised the army, but there was one thing that Wang Hai absolutely admired, and that was their unmatched eloquence.

If Mr. Yan could come with us, he could come to the rescue if those civil servants made outrageous demands.

Mr. Yan is a scholar after all, and his eloquence is definitely better than that of a rough man like him.

Thinking of this, Wang Hai immediately stepped forward and said hello: "Mr. Yan, are you here to see the commander?"

Yan Mingzhe nodded and said politely, "I heard that Lord Xiao and his men arrived at the military camp today, and I would like to ask the commander to help introduce them."

Yan Mingzhe has been studying the Battle of Yundu City these days. The more he studies it, the more he feels that the deployment of troops in this battle is exquisite.

It’s a pity that some details have never been fully understood. Now the eyewitness who experienced that battle with Yao Chuguang is here.

Yan Mingzhe was naturally eager to meet him, but it would be a bit presumptuous to go over directly. After thinking it over, he decided to ask Fu Hongxuan to help introduce him to him, which would be more polite.

When Wang Hai heard that someone was handing him a pillow, he was just racking his brains to think of how to lure Yan Mingzhe over.

Wang Hai suppressed the upward curve of his lips and said sincerely, "There's no need to trouble the commander with this little matter. I'm responsible for the food and daily life of Elder Xiao and the others. How about you come with me, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Mingzhe thought about it and nodded in agreement, "That's great."

Wang Hai excitedly stepped forward to lead the way and said, "Mr. Yan! This way, please."

When Wang Hai and Yan Mingzhe arrived at the meeting tent of the civil officials, they saw a group of people wearing coarse linen clothes, holding books or pens and talking in low voices, writing while discussing or organizing documents.

Wang Hai thought he had seen some of the world, so he was not surprised by this scene.

He had seen even more exaggerated things before. The military inspector back then was always accompanied by hundreds of followers whenever he went out.

I heard that there was even someone responsible for putting on socks, and that the military supervisor not only wore fancy clothes himself, but also the servants around him wore new clothes.

Compared with the coarse cloth clothes worn by the servants serving in the military camp, it seems that this group of civil officials are a little more restrained.

Compared to Wang Hai's indifference, Yan Mingzhe frowned slightly.

Since there were many civil officials accompanying him this time, an extra military tent was allocated to them for them to handle government affairs.

Although the confidentiality level here is not as high as that of the military secrets discussed in Fu Hongxuan's military tent, it is not a place where people can enter and leave casually.

Moreover, bringing so many servants with you on the march to war will only increase the burden on the army.

You have to know that when marching and fighting, you can move or be attacked by the enemy at any time.

If any emergency happens with so many servants, it will be a big burden to carry these people.

Before Wang Hai and the others could speak, an old man dressed simply, even a little shabby, with patches on his elbows and knees, started to scold, "Who are you? This is the important meeting place, no one outside is allowed to enter."

I thought that if a servant dared to scold Wang Hai like this, Wang Hai, who had a bad temper, would have started scolding him long ago.

But today, facing the old man in front of him, he inexplicably lost some of his aura and didn't dare to act rashly. He said in a somewhat stiff tone, "This general has been ordered to be responsible for the daily living affairs of the adults. I have come to ask for instructions on the future schedule of Elder Xiao."

The old man nodded and said, "Come over here and talk!"

What's the point of this? There's no one here, and an old servant comes to scare him?

Wang Hai was also getting angry. He stood still and emphasized, "This general wants to have a detailed discussion with Elder Xiao."

The old man turned around, looking at Wang Hai, who was full of anger, with an expression that seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Or maybe the head of the Wu family beside him didn't see Wang Hai's stupidity and cursed angrily: "You stupid fool who looks down on others with your dog eyes. The person standing in front of you is Elder Xiao."

The head of the Wu family has always had a bad temper. He has been worried and frightened for more than a month, not only has he not had enough to eat or sleep well, but he also has to deal with official business every day.

Now he wanted to curse every time he saw a passing mouse, so he didn't dare to stay at the border, fearing that one day he would lose control and even curse Yao Chuguang, the madman.

I could only follow Lord Xiao here and continue to work for Yao Chuguang.

He would either explode in silence or go mad calmly in silence. The previous head of the Liu family spoke tactfully, and every sentence would be roundabout.

The current head of the Liu family said bluntly: "They probably treat us as slaves."

Patriarch Qing added, "Maybe it's because we're dressed too poorly."

Li Jinglong looked at Wang Hai, his face pale with his mouth open, and for once, he showed some kindness and said, "Clothes make the man. I understand if I made a mistake."

Wang Hai had never seen a minister dressed so... so simply in his life.

Not to mention Wang Hai, even Yan Mingzhe was shocked.

It is simply a fantasy that a person can be said to be honest and upright, and devote himself to the people, while a group of people can live such a simple and frugal life.

The civil servants of the Great Qi are so honest. How did Your Majesty do it?

When Lord Xiao saw the shocked expressions on the two men's faces, he knew that they had misunderstood. It was not that they did not have good clothes, nor were they deliberately wearing such shabby clothes.

She simply followed Yao Chuguang over mountains and across rivers, and her silk clothes were blown away by the wind.

When they think of those days, they tried not to move as much as possible, fearing that if they moved too much their clothes would be torn into pieces, and they would have to run for their lives naked.

Whenever the ministers thought of this possibility, they wished they could die on the spot.

Fortunately, Yao Chuguang escaped quickly, otherwise he would have been a savage for another month, and the ministers would have really learned from the primitive people and made clothes out of animal skins.

In the end, their silks and satins still held on firmly, at least they managed to keep their last pair of pants and avoid having to escape with nothing.

However, this also left a serious psychological trauma on the ministers. This time, they were all wearing wear-resistant coarse cloth clothes when accompanying the army, and they even patched and reinforced the intact clothes to make them more wear-resistant.

They can die, but we must never let history books say that they died naked and heroically.