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"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief.

Marshal, the last general has the courage to ask, did you think of something? "

Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu who looked suspicious, smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Now, it's hard to say!"

Zhou Baoyu frowned subconsciously when he heard First Young Master Liu's words.

"Hard to say?"

Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, held the bamboo pole and tapped it gently in the palm of his hand, and looked up at the map in front of him again.

"Yeah, it's hard to say."

Zhou Baoyu skillfully tore open his cigarette pouch, squeezed out a pinch of shredded tobacco and stuffed it into the pipe.

"Boss, what you said is hard to say.

Can it be understood that the end will mean that you did think of something? "

Hearing Zhou Baoyu's question, Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, and nodded with a slightly raised mouth.

"That's it."

Zhou Baoyu nodded silently, and did not ask any more questions.

He took out a torch and lit the shredded tobacco, and slowly took a puff of light smoke.

In the lingering smoke, Zhou Baoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the depths of his eyes once again revealed a strong color of memory.

At this moment, he began to recall all the past related to those Tsarist Russian caravans.

The mood on Liu Mingzhi's face changed only after he mentioned the matter of the Tsarist Russian caravan just now.

In this way, it also shows that those Russian caravans traveling between Dalong and Tsarist Russia are very likely to have certain aspects.

Caravan, caravan, what's wrong with it?

Those caravans from Tsarist Russia, not real caravans?

Or were there some people with special identities caught in those caravans?
Or what did those people in the caravan sneak behind their backs?
You know, that's in your own camp.

There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers stationed in the big camp. Every day, no matter it is day or night, there are soldiers on duty to patrol continuously.

Under the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, what kind of things can those people do?

Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu, who was frowning slightly, puffing out light smoke silently, while meditating to himself, stretched out his hand to touch First Young Master Liu's arm with a light smile.

Liu Mingzhi withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Song Qing.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Third brother, if you think of something, you might as well just say it directly.

See for yourself, because of your words, Brother Baoyu is worried about what he is now. "

First Young Master Liu looked at the smiling Song Qing, and then looked back at Zhou Baoyu.

Seeing that he was frowning and thinking secretly, he shook his head helplessly.

"Brother, it's not that this young master is deliberately trying to make things difficult for Baoyu.

It's something I thought of, and it's really hard to say now. "

Zhou Baoyu thought about it over and over again, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

He exhaled with a gloomy expression, and looked at First Young Master Liu with a helpless expression.

"Marshal, the last general has just carefully recalled the past about the Tsarist Russian caravan, but he still has no clue."

"Baoyu!"

"Master?"

"You don't need to think about some things because of my young master's words."

Zhou Baoyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently.

"Yes, I will understand at the end."

Song Qing turned his head and glanced at the location of Dalong's frontier on the map, and also squeezed out a pinch of shredded tobacco from the cigarette pouch and put it into the smoke pot.

"Third brother, as the saying goes, one person counts the short, and two count the long.

If it is convenient for you to talk, you might as well tell Brother Wei and Brother Baoyu what you thought just now.

In this way, it may be hard for you to say.

After brainstorming among the three of us, it became easy to talk about. "

While talking, Song Qing ignited his own shredded tobacco from Zhou Baoyu's tobacco pot.

"Of course, if it's inconvenient for you to say it, it's just as if you didn't say anything."

Zhou Baoyu immediately took off the cigarette holder, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes yes yes, I will second the proposal at the end."

Liu Mingzhi silently nodded his head as a gesture, raised his hand and put the bamboo pole in his hand aside.

"There is nothing inconvenient to say about this."

While speaking, Liu Mingzhi picked up his teacup, turned around and walked towards his desk.

Seeing this, Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu also picked up their teacups and followed.

Liu Mingzhi sat on the chair carelessly, nodded and took a sip of the tea, and pointed to the two chairs opposite him as a gesture.

"All sit down."

"Ok."

"Thank you sir."

Young Master Liu put the teacup on the desk, took out the carved jade fan from his cuff, and gently fanned the cool breeze.

"Baoyu."

"Master."

"The commander-in-chief asks you, what is the most important thing in your camp guarding the frontier?"

"Master, do you need to say that?

In the last general's camp, the most important thing is of course the excellent military equipment on the soldiers.

These things of military equipment are essential things for soldiers to charge forward and fight on the battlefield.

At the same time, it is also a sharp weapon for the soldiers to defend themselves, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the second life of the brothers.

Therefore, the last general thought that he was in the camp of the last general.

The most important thing is the military equipment on the brothers. "

After listening to Zhou Baoyu's answer, Liu Mingzhi gently shook the carved jade fan in his hand, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, as a soldier guarding the frontier, for you, a great general, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

Military equipment is indeed the most important thing.

Then, tell me again, what is the most inconspicuous thing in your camp? "

Zhou Baoyu frowned slightly, fiddled with the tea lid in his hand and began to think secretly.

Soon.

Zhou Baoyu nodded imperceptibly, as if he already had the answer.

"Marshal, in the camp, the most inconspicuous thing should be the soldiers stationed in the camp."

Young Master Liu paused slightly for shaking the folding fan, and reached out to pick up the herbal tea at the side and took a sip.

"Oh why?"

"Master, how obvious is this!
In the entire camp, the most indispensable thing is the soldiers.

The soldiers looked down and saw each other every day, and there was nothing surprising about each other.

In this way, it is naturally the most inconspicuous. "

Liu Mingzhi filled the pot with a cup of tea, and gently shook the carved jade fan in his hand again.

"Your answer is quite to the point.

However, there are deficiencies.

If you think about it again, what else is there in the camp, which is more inconspicuous than the soldiers. "

Zhou Baoyu's face turned embarrassing, and he stretched out his hand and clasped his chin and muttered to himself.

"Things less impressive than soldiers? War horses? Camps?"

Just as Zhou Baoyu was thinking about the answer, Song Qing suddenly stood up from the chair, raised his hand and patted the desk heavily.

"No, potatoes and sweet potatoes.

The most inconspicuous thing is the potatoes and sweet potatoes that the soldiers just planted on the shore of Lake Baikal. "

Zhou Baoyu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked towards Song Qing.

"Potatoes? Sweet potatoes?"

Song Qing sat down again, and looked at Zhou Baoyu with a frown.

"Brother Baoyu, don't you understand what's going on?
Potatoes and sweet potatoes are two kinds of food, in the hearts of soldiers, they are already a kind of common food.

There are countless sweet potatoes and potatoes in the warehouse and in the field ridges outside.

Inadvertently missing three or five, you don't care about anything at all.

Even if you care about it, it’s just that you missed a little bit, you won’t take it to heart, and you will just subconsciously think that you have misremembered.

Because potatoes and sweet potatoes, to Dalong, are just two kinds of food that are too ordinary to be ordinary. "

Zhou Baoyu's body shook, his face changed drastically and his eyes widened.

Song Qing has already made his words so obvious, if he can't figure out the reason, then he is really a big fool.

Zhou Baoyu took a deep breath, his eyes gradually disappeared and became uneasy.

"Understood, I understand."

Liu Mingzhi closed the folding fan and put it on the desk, got up and took Song Qing's cigarette pouch in his hand.

He squeezed out the shredded tobacco and stuffed it into the pipe, sat on the chair and lit the shredded tobacco.

"Baoyu."

"Master."

Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to fan the smoke in front of his eyes, raised his legs, and silently leaned on the chair.

"For our Dalong, potatoes and sweet potatoes have already become one of the two most common types of food.

However, for Tsarist Russia, these two kinds of grains are rare treasures in the world!

The people of Dalong have been planting potatoes and sweet potatoes for so many years.

As for the present, these two kinds of food have become one of the most common rations for the common people.

Therefore, many people gradually ignore their importance.

However, Tsarist Russia is different! "

"Dalong, you understand what you said about the generals."

"Brother, Baoyu.

Who would not be tempted to see such a high-yield grain for the first time!

Let’s just say you two, will you not be tempted when you see such a high-yield grain for the first time? "

Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu shook their heads in unison when they heard Liu Mingzhi's question.

"Third brother, how can you not be moved!

This is not some other unimportant thing, this is food! "

"Marshal, this is the first time I have seen such a high-yield grain.

No matter how much you pay, you have to get it into your own hands. "

Seeing the seriousness of the two, Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and took a puff of smoke.

"For a court, the people are the fundamental cornerstone of a stable court.

Food is the fundamental cornerstone of stabilizing the people.

For a court, if there are no people.

Then this court, or this country, will also become dead in name only.

Food is one of the indispensable things for the common people.

This shows how important food is.

As you just said, after seeing the high-yield grain for the first time.

The first thought was that no matter how much you paid, you should do everything possible to get it into your own hands.

The same is true for the people of Tsarist Russia.

Of course, this is just my guess.

Whether the caravans of Tsarist Russia secretly obtained the two kinds of grains, potatoes and sweet potatoes, none of us know.

We don't have any substantive evidence to prove anything.

Therefore, even if your guess is well-founded, so what? "

Song Qing knocked out the ashes in the cigarette pot, picked up the herbal tea at the side and rinsed his mouth.

"Yeah, there is no substantive evidence, so what if the thinking is clear?
Brother Wei now finally understands why you said this idea just now is hard to say. "

Zhou Baoyu was silent for a moment with uneasy eyes, got up and walked in front of First Young Master Liu, and was about to kneel down on one knee to salute.

"Marshal, the last general is confused, the last general was earlier..."

Liu Mingzhi got up quickly and stopped Zhou Baoyu who wanted to salute.

"Baoyu, what are you doing.

Get up, get up. "

After Zhou Baoyu straightened his body, his face was full of self-blame.

"Marshal, the general is confused!"

"Go back, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, handsome."

Zhou Baoyu sat down where he was, and Young Master Liu leaned over the copper basin under the desk and knocked out the ashes in the smoke pot.

"Baoyu!"

"Master."

Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth, looked at Zhou Baoyu who was about to stand up again, and quickly waved his hand as a signal.

"Sit down, sit down!"

"The last will obey."

"Baoyu, I didn't mean to blame you when I said this.

As the saying goes, a wise man will surely lose something if he worries a lot, and a fool will gain something if he worries a lot.

Not to mention you, even if it is my young master, I will personally lead the troops stationed in the frontier camp.

Under the circumstances at the time, these situations may not have been thought of.

Because this young master has the same thoughts as you, as well as the thoughts of tens of thousands of soldiers.

For things that are already commonplace, they also don't pay too much attention to them. "

After listening to Young Master Liu's words, Zhou Baoyu thought he was deliberately defending himself, and the self-blame on his face became heavier.

"Marshal, don't comfort the last general."

"My young master didn't comfort you, what I said was just the truth.

When you dared to report the situation to me earlier, I didn't think about it at all, my young master.

If it weren't for what the elder brother said later, this young master would not have thought so much.

It is because of this that I will not blame you.

Looking at the whole world, who can really see everything!

You can't do it.

Master Ben, I can't do it either.

It should be said that no one can do it. "

"Thank you, Marshal, for your understanding."

"Third brother."

"Well, brother, tell me."

"Since we have considered this aspect now, regarding the Tsarist Russian caravan traveling between our Great Dragon Heavenly Dynasty and Tsarist Russia again.

Look, are we going to guard against something? "

Liu Mingzhi was silent for a moment thoughtfully, then immediately picked up a few pieces of rice paper and spread them on the table.

"Brother, prepare the wax."

"it is good."

Liu Mingzhi pressed the paperweight on the rice paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, and began to write on the rice paper like a snake.

Soon.

Liu Mingzhi put down his brush, first picked up the fresh rice paper and blew it a few times, then opened the drawer and took out his own seal.

He put the seal on the rice paper, folded it a few times, and then picked up an envelope and sealed it in.

Liu Mingzhi folded the envelope and handed it directly to Song Qing.

"Brother, after you go back, immediately pass this letter to Baotong through the golden carving."

"Third brother, why don't I go to the Golden Eagle to pass on the letter now."

"No, there's no need to rush this matter."