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Chapter 142 Survival in Adversity
Originally, Dong Pingping and the others planned that even if these generals got angry again, they would always have some scruples and treat them preferentially.It's a pity that once the two wooden doors for military use were closed, they fell into hell completely.

Clothes, shoes, socks, handkerchiefs, fans, everything they had on their bodies was stripped off, and they put on tattered coarse clothes and pants, with straw sandals on their feet. The first job they received was to clean the stables.

A group of scholars had never done such dirty work, and almost rolled up their sleeves to go to the general to argue, but when they were about to lift their feet, a soldier who did not obey the military order was tied to the wooden pillar next to them.The barbed whip was whipped up like a wind, but after a dozen blows, the man was bloody.Everyone's eyes widened in fright, and a timid scholar even peed his pants.

The soldiers passing by probably also heard about the "rhetoric words" of their Young Master Xue, and all of them grinned grinningly until their finger bones creaked...

Needless to say, the stables were cleaned up, but because it took too long, dinner was already missed.The crowd was dispersed and divided into ten tents without even having a drink of soup. At night, listening to the snoring of the soldiers like thunder, each of them was sleepless all night.They got kicked up early and followed the soldiers to the school grounds to practice swords. They swung a thirty-pound pure iron sword for an hour, and everyone felt that their arms were not their own.But the scariest thing is yet to come, the breakfast is vegetable soup!No, it should be vegetable porridge, but there are too few rice grains to find.

Xu Mao was fat and fat, his chest stuck to his back from hunger, and he yelled for a piece of pancake from the gang leader.As a result, the gang leader pointed to the big bowl that the other soldiers had licked clean, and cursed, "You treat this as your own home, if you don't like it, get out! Leave the porridge to feed another good man." , Giving you these trash to eat is a waste!"

Xu Mao blushed with anger, and wanted to argue again but was persuaded by Dong Ping.After the meal, everyone carried rough wood and ran around the barracks. Whenever they were tired, they would be greeted by dozens of big feet at the same time, until they got up again.After finally staying up until noon, I finally got two pieces of pancakes and a bowl of cabbage soup. I continued to carry logs in the afternoon and a bowl of vegetable porridge in the evening, and then patrolled with iron guns until midnight before returning to the tent...

After only three days of this, all the scholars were so tired that they didn't even have the energy to speak, and they completely lost their temper.Some people began to pretend to be sick, and some people moved out the name of a relative who was an official in the family. Unfortunately, they were exposed without exception. In the end, they got double the work and halved the meals.

Dong Ping was a quick-witted person, and he had done a lot of work at home before, so he could still bear the hard work.When he couldn't sleep at night, he thought about it, and felt that he couldn't go out for the time being, so he tried his best to make friends with the veterans in the same tent.Sometimes I help to write a letter home, and sometimes I tell everyone what I think is a random story.

At first, the soldiers treated him with cynicism and ridicule.But the soldiers, farmers, businessmen, and soldiers are outside.These soldiers, who had the lowest social status and were not even as good as businessmen, were still a little timid towards scholars in their bones. In addition, they heard that Dong Ping had a reputation as a scholar, so they didn't dare to be too rude.

Gradually, Dong Ping got along much better with these soldiers, and they could chat and laugh together on weekdays.Seeing that the other scholars followed suit, they could barely take a breather.

Except for First Young Master Xue, he is the general's key caretaker, and he lives alone in a tent with nine grumpy soldiers. Every night, everyone can hear him shouting how powerful his uncle is while being beaten in the tent. What kind of family did his aunt marry...

Because Xizi couldn't enter the barracks with her master, she was very worried, and wandered around outside the barracks all day long.One day he helped a veteran to carry a basket of vegetables, and was praised by the veteran.He waited for the veterans to come out every day, and then ran back and forth to help with work.The old soldier was still a good man, seeing him crying with snot and tears saying that he missed his young master, so he helped Dong Ping bring some food and broken money in.

When Dong Ping got the food and money, he directly entrusted the veterans to buy some better meals and a jar of corn wine, and secretly took them back to the tent at night to invite the soldiers to have dinner.The so-called, wine is best friend, meat is brother.After the food and drink were robbed by the soldiers, Dong Ping also became their good brother.On weekdays, not to mention helping with time when doing chores, even his bed was arranged in the best position in the tent.

Xizi heard the news that the veteran brought out, so far she has completely taken a ditch not far from the gate of the barracks as her home, lying in it every day waiting for the veteran to come out, so that she can occasionally bring something to eat for the young master.

He also begged to see Mr. Yang, and wanted him to ask Mr. Meng to come forward and quickly pick up his young master.However, Mr. Meng tested General Wu a few times, and he insisted on killing him during the three-month period and would not let him go.Mr. Yang also felt sorry for his disciple, but he had nothing to do with General Wu. Gradually, he became afraid of the little book boy, and he refused to meet him because he said he was sick.

After listening to Xizi's words, Dong Rong frowned and thought for a while, then raised her hand to signal him to get up, and said, "It's been a lot of hard work for you for more than a month, you should also take a good rest these few days."

Xizi was originally afraid that Madam would blame him, but now hearing this, the panic and helplessness accumulated for a month broke out, and he cried loudly, "Madam, don't you blame me? I didn't take good care of the second young master, then The old soldier said that the second young master is as thin as a bamboo pole, and my heart aches!"

Seeing him wiping his snot and tears on his sleeves, Dong Rong patted him on the shoulder amusedly and said, "You child, what am I blaming you for? Without you trying to find a way to deal with it, your young master's life would be even more difficult. I not only I don't blame you, I have to reward you. Whatever you want, just say it!"

Without even thinking about it, Xizi immediately shouted, "Braised pork! I dream of drooling, just want to eat a big pot of braised pork!"

Everyone in the room was amused by him and laughed, Zizhu stepped forward to help him and said, "Madam is pregnant and can't be tired, I will cook it for you today. I learned the craft from Madam, keep a taste! "

Xizi could not be ignorant and insisted on asking her master to cook, so she saluted and continued happily.

Dong Rong took a sip of tea slowly, and finally called Steward Zhang to come forward, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhang, in a while, find a way to inquire about the affairs of that General Wu's family, and see if there is any opportunity you can take advantage of."

Steward Zhang thought about it a few times, nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, ma'am, I'll save it. In addition, Mr. Yang likes our dim sum the most. Would you like to choose a few boxes of soft and easy-to-break dim sum for his old man?"

"It should be like this. By the way, I will tell the old man that I am pregnant now, so I can't think too much."

Manager Zhang understood, and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Mr. Yang was walking back and forth in the study in the backyard with his hands behind his back, sighing from time to time.Uncle Mo couldn't see his master being so anxious, so he couldn't help persuading, "Master, you don't have to worry too much. After all, Young Master Dong and the others have fame and fame, General Wu will not make things difficult for them."

Mr. Yang walked to the table, raised his hand to pick up the tea bowl and drank it in one gulp, sighed, "I thought so too before, but General Wu may be a little scrupulous, but the soldiers below may not be willing to show mercy. There is a nephew from a distant house in the military camp. According to him, Juncheng and the others... Hey, they have suffered a lot. Now that the big girl of the Dong family has come here again, if she blocks me to ask for someone, where will my old face be? Let it go? As a gentleman, I can't even protect my own disciple, let alone Juncheng is our son-in-law..."

"Then...Master, why don't you say you're sick for a few more days." Mo Bo also had no choice but to answer indiscriminately.

Just when the master and the servant were worried, a young man came to report to Manager Zhang to see him.Uncle Mo rushed out to meet him, for fear that Manager Zhang would come in and see through the fact that his master was pretending to be sick.Fortunately, Guanshi Zhang was very polite. He stood outside the door and said a few words before going back.

Uncle Mo came into the room with a box of snacks in a daze. Mr. Yang carefully asked Guanshi Zhang what he said, and finally said helplessly, "You send this snack to Mr. Meng to taste something new. When will the nephew be on duty, let's take the Dong family inside to see Juncheng."

"Yes, master." Mo Bo directly took the snack box and went to Meng's house. Manager Zhang soon received the news that he would be able to send someone to visit Dong Ping in the barracks tomorrow afternoon.

Dong Rong happily called Zizhu who was busy packing her luggage, and said, "Put down all the trivial things, and hurry up to bake the dough and prepare the stuffing, and put steamed buns in the morning, and I will take them to Brother Ping to explain." Quenching. He doesn't know how thin he looks these days."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll find out what fillings the second young master likes."

"No vegetables, just pure meat stuffing. You can assign Yunrui and others, and prepare those pills."

After she finished speaking, she turned to Guanshi Zhang and said, "Uncle Zhang, you send someone to the butcher shop to order a few pigs, and send them to the military camp tomorrow. It is convenient for the Meng family to see Mr. Yang's face, we must be more cautious." , in case someone picks things up, Lao Jun is the best excuse."

"Madam is still thoughtful, I'll make arrangements right now." Guanshi Zhang and Zi Zhu saw that the master didn't order them, so they hurriedly retreated.

The whole other courtyard was completely busy. Except for the gatekeepers, all the boys were caught by Zizhu to chop meat stuffing, and the dough was sent out pot after pot. Even Boss A was sent out by Manager Zhang to inquire about the news. , everyone was so busy that they cooked a pot of porridge for dinner and then dealt with it with pancakes.

Jin Beiwang himself has a very strong temper, and Mr. Feng's secret knife wound medicine is also very effective. At this moment, he can already walk a few steps down the ground with the support of the table and chair.Seeing how lively the house was, he was puzzled and asked Fuzi who was trotting past the window, and only then learned that he would send someone to see Dong Ping tomorrow.After thinking for a while, he wrote a letter and asked Dong Rong to bring it in.

Dong Rong didn't refuse either, after all, she had to discuss with her younger brother how to send Jin Beiwang out of the city.

Early in the morning of the second day, Zizhu and Wenniang were busy making buns, steaming buns, and drying buns before it was bright.

(End of this chapter)