Happy day for the little general

10. The little general and I sat in the carriage and stared at each other. I guess if it weren't for such a delicate and soft second-generation official like me, the little general would never be able to ride in a carriage during the march in his life.

"The military rations allocated this time are only enough to meet the urgent needs. If the barbarians don't retreat for a short time, how should we deal with the rations?" Yan Lu frowned.

Is he using me as a military adviser?

I casually said, "It's not easy to do, just collect food along the way." The so-called collection is actually a clear grab, and now it is catching up with the autumn harvest, and forcibly collecting new food from the people along the road has been a common thing during the march from ancient times to the present. This is the case with soldiers and bandits.

"Nonsense" the little general glared at me.

Well, this is not very happy.

Having said that, the Minister of the Household Department is Zhao Zhishu's in-laws, and the two of them share a nest of snakes and rats. Concubine Zhao has not received less offerings from the Household Department over the years. Well, presumably they didn't deliberately make a fuss about military rations, but they really couldn't get money and rations.

"Prime Minister Lin said that he will lobby in the court, and maybe there will be food and grass support later." The little general was a bit blindly optimistic, and now he still believes in this decadent court.

Undercurrents are raging in Beijing, and it's not easy to be wise and protect one's life. Prime Minister Lin, a fluffy and pure minister, don't join in to deliver food to others.

I sighed: "It's better to count on others than to count on myself. If the follow-up food and grass can't be met, will the one hundred thousand be just relying on memorials to fill the stomach?"

After speaking, I threw it to him the roster of officials along the road that I sorted out overnight. Among them, the corrupt officials of Zhao Zhishu's party were all marked with red pen, and his relatives and wealthy households were also noted at the back.

Yan Lu opened it and understood it. He couldn't bear to rob the common people, couldn't he bear to rob the rich and help the poor?Now is the time to use him, even if Zhao Zhishu is not angry about impeachment, the emperor can't move him.

"Family with a good wife and husband rarely suffers, thank you Xiang'an"

I kicked him and told him to roll down and ride a horse. He was not used to riding in a carriage and insisted on pushing against me. Did he just come to ask for advice?