After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

Now seeing the big balls of snow puffing down, I feel a sense of desperation.

Zhang Heng was not on duty today, and was having a snowball fight with a few young generals, they didn't notice Chu Yin standing at the door of the commander's tent.

A ball of snowball missed and went straight to Chu Yin.

Chu Yin didn't move, because she couldn't escape even if she moved.

Seeing that the snowball was about to hit his face, Rong Jin stretched out his hand and knocked it away.

Zhang Heng stuck out his tongue and invited with a smile: "Marshal, come together!"

Chu Yin shook his head, "You play." Turning around, he returned to the handsome tent.

Zhang Heng couldn't help muttering to his companions: "The commander-in-chief is about the same age as us, why isn't he playful at all?"

"You still say!" The companion teased, "Be careful your uncle scolds you again!
"Our commander-in-chief is a god coming to the mortal world, how can we be comparable to mere mortals?
"As the commander-in-chief of the first army, there are so many things to do, and I'm afraid it's all time to come out to see Xue."

"Hou Ye has a bowl of chicken soup," Rong Jin brought over a meal, "Last time General Chen Feng and General Xiao Zhang went to 'borrow food' and brought back thousands of dried chickens, ducks and other meat.

"The gang has carefully calculated, we don't have to be too tight during the Chinese New Year."

Chu Yin smiled, the handsome account is very big, unless the generals are called for discussion, even if they light three or four braziers, they still feel cold.

She tightened the fox fur on her body, "Have the surrounding villages sent people to check?"

"Don't worry, Lord Hou," Rong Jin smiled slightly, "The villagers' houses have been reinforced with our help, and they are very solid.

"The cattle and sheep pens are also very appropriate, and the villagers will come out to sweep the snow when the snow is slightly lighter, which will not affect their daily travel.

"The roads in the village were all repaired by us before, and the snow that was cleared was pushed into the ditches on both sides of the road."

Chu Yin was very satisfied, "How about the tree we planted before? Will it freeze to death?"

"You should be more at ease about this," Rong Jin said, "There are stone pits around the roots of the tree, one is convenient for watering, and the other can also play a fixed role.

"The roots are also covered with thick plant ash.

"Most of the trees were half a man's height wrapped with hemp rope.

"It's just that the quantity of hemp rope is limited and cannot be used for all trees.

"However, experienced villagers say that snow accumulation can also play a role in preventing cold.

"So after the first snow fell, I spontaneously went to surround the tree that I was in charge of with snow for half a person's height."

Although the villagers are most likely doing this because they can receive money from the army, as long as the survival rate of those trees can be improved, it is worth it.

Rong Jin said: "Because the newly planted trees are relatively fragile, it takes such a lot of trouble.

"After a few years, it shouldn't be necessary."

Chu Yin thinks so too.

Rong Mu's voice came from outside the tent, Rong Jin listened carefully, and helped Chu Yin sort out the handsome case, "Lord Zuo is here."

Chu Yin got up and went out to greet him. How did Zuo Qian come here in this weather?
Zuo Qian was wearing a padded coat made of wolf fur, a wolf fur hat on his head, and a neck gaiter made of wolf tail, with only two eyes exposed, looking very bloated and funny.

Seeing Chu Yin, he hurriedly took off the fur gauntlet on his hand, bowed his hands and saluted: "Marshal."

Chu Yin returned the gift, let him into the handsome tent, and allowed Jin Rongmu to bring hot tea and snacks.

After taking off his hat and neck guard, he could see that Zuo Qian's face was still red from the cold. He just sat down and said eagerly: "Your official came here in the snow, I have something to ask."