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

Chapter 82

After a while, someone sighed: "Master He, you are too impatient. Since you know that this is a martial artist, why do you have to argue with him?"

Another person said: "What the general said is not completely unreasonable.

"We are here to endure hardship, so why be picky about food."

Someone else sneered: "Maybe this is just to show us off!"

Not to mention how messy they are here, Chen Feng went to Chu Yin angrily, and complained: "I think they should be beaten up! They are all honest! It seems that they didn't suffer any losses before. All of them still look like their nostrils are facing the sky!"

Chu Yin said lightly: "Since that's the case, let's order and withdraw all the preferential treatment given to them.

"I'll take them to the gang camp later, and then to the military medical camp.

"Tomorrow, I will take them on a field survey. Just don't let them idle."

Just as I was talking, a soldier ran in, "Marshal, the envoys are making trouble again, saying that there is sand in the rice. One of the adults even took the rice away."

There was anger in the soldier's eyes.

In fact, it's not just the food being withheld, it's the food delivery soldier's face.

The rice was just out of the pot, and it was so hot that the soldier screamed again and again.

Chu Yin's face sank, she got up and said, "I'll go and see."

Chen Feng followed closely behind, and said in a low voice: "The last general just said it, just give him a beating! Such a person is not in need of a beating, what is it!"

From a distance, the envoys could be heard crying outside the tent.

When Chu Yin approached, he realized that it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old soldier, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and was stuffing sand-stained rice into his mouth, crying while stuffing it.

Chen Feng strode over and pulled the man up by his collar, "Why are you crying! You bastard!"

"General!" the little soldier cried, "They...they ruined the food!"

Chen Feng let go of him, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, "Marshal, please!"

Chu Yin stepped in, and all the officials were eating, half of them looked calm and eating quietly, and the other half were picking and choosing, and some had very ugly faces, staring at the food in front of them, motionless.

"Don't you think it's delicious?" Chu Yin ordered the soldiers following behind him, "These people don't seem to be hungry, so let's leave."

Everyone in the tent immediately stood up. The person in front of him was not only the nephew of the emperor, but also held real power.

Chu Yin accepted their gift, but did not return the gift, and said lightly: "It seems that the adults are in good spirits? I wanted to ask you to rest for a while before making other plans, but I was too worried.

"Since that's the case, I will personally accompany you around the barracks."

Everyone in the tent looked at each other, and none of them dared to refuse.

The first stop was the gang camp as originally planned.

A tempting fragrance was smelt from a distance.

In fact, the envoys didn't eat a single meal at Saihua's place. It was when their stomachs were empty, and the reason for their temper was probably caused by evil fire.

Huotou camp is now under the management of General Xiao, and when the truce happened, General Xiao spent all his time in Huotou camp when he was not training.

Hearing that the commander-in-chief was coming, he ran over immediately, wiped his hands on his apron, and went forward to salute.

Chu Yin waved his hand, told him about the hard work, and introduced: "This is the envoy from Beijing Central, who came to Huotouying specially to see our daily meals."

Seeing the big pots placed in the open air, the officials who had been picking and choosing meals before frowned. No wonder there was sand in the rice, which is too careless!
(End of this chapter)