Xiao Yunhao, "......"
It’s better to let the military advisor deal with this, he is not good at it.
The military advisor glanced at Xiao Yunhao, who remained silent, and smiled as he looked at Prefect Wang.
"No, no, we are guests, so we should treat them well."
Prefect Wang bowed and said, "The Empress is of such high status that I feel unworthy of receiving this gift. I truly feel unworthy of it."
Military Advisor, "Please show your hospitality..."
Magistrate Wang, “….”
“…”
Cong Chongqiu rolled his eyes speechlessly at Prefect Wang who was being polite endlessly.
Xiao Yunhao felt the same way. It had been a long time since he and the military advisor had received guests. It turned out that he was still as talkative as before.
He looked at Cong Chongqiu, and their eyes met, and their minds instantly connected.
"Walk!!?"
Cong Chongqiu nodded, and without hesitation, followed Xiao Yunhao, striding towards the tent, completely ignoring Magistrate Wang who was still exchanging pleasantries with the military advisor.
Only Magistrate Wang and Changsun Dongcai were left standing in the cold wind, shivering as they bowed to each other and exchanged polite words.
There are huge white air balls in the mouths of both of them. You fly one to me and I fly one to you.
I didn't know and thought someone was steaming buns here.
As soon as he entered the tent, Cong Chongqiu looked at the large round table in the middle of the tent, which was filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables and meat, and his heart trembled slightly.
This is the fucking life people should live.
What a hard life he and his soldiers led every day. He could hardly remember how long it had been since he had seen meat.
"Please sit down."
After Xiao Yunhao and Cong Chongqiu sat down.
Lin Changshou immediately asked the cook to put the prepared soup pot on the burning charcoal fire in the middle of the round table.
Only after the soup pot started to boil did Magistrate Wang and Chang Sun Dongcai enter the tent one after another.
At this time, the two men's faces were covered with icicles formed by their breath.
However, even so, after seeing the ingredients on the table, it did not stop Magistrate Wang from being polite again.
Chang Sun Dongcai felt like he had met an old friend in a foreign land. He would not let any of Wang Zhifu's words go to waste, and he responded very diligently.
In the entire tent, Xiao Yunhao and Cong Chongqiu were like two mutes, staring at the soup pot.
Lin Changshou acted as an invisible man and kept adding vegetables to the soup pot.
It was as if Magistrate Wang and Zhangsun Dongcai had not spoken to each other for eight hundred years, and their chatter never stopped.
After the meal, both sides basically reached an agreement on surrender.
Cong Chongqiu had originally insisted on not compromising and mixing his soldiers with the Heavenly God Army, but now he readily agreed.
The prefect of Xinyue City is still Wang Zhifu, but all the soldiers guarding the city have been replaced by the Tianshen Army, and dozens of people will be stationed in the prefectural government office...
After Cong Chongqiu and Wang Zhifu visited the farms and pastures in the military camp and the living environment of the soldiers, they immediately agreed to all these conditions without hesitation.
Time was running out, and Cong Chongqiu could not afford to engage in a tug-of-war like before.
The military camp in Shuitian City gave him a great shock.
Look at how thick the quilts the soldiers are covered with and how warm the cotton coats and shoes they wear are.
Look at what the soldiers have for lunch - stewed pork ribs with radish, stewed meat with cabbage, and steamed white flour buns to fill them up.
Look at the soldiers under his command, they don’t even eat as well as the pigs raised in the barracks of the gods’ soldiers.
He felt so sad.
The soldiers really didn't have a good life following him.
Magistrate Wang was no less shocked than Cong Chongqiu. Looking at the rows of houses in the military camp, his head was dizzy.
It turns out that changes of dynasties don’t always lead to devastation.
Now he finally understood why Cong Chongqiu surrendered.
If the people and soldiers of Crescent City all lived like this after surrendering, he would wake up laughing in his sleep.
Because of the drought, the people's fields had almost no harvest that year.
The little food stored in the prefectural government office won’t be enough to last through the winter.
Originally, after this winter, at least tens of thousands of people in Xinyue City would have starved to death or frozen to death.
How long can you survive without food or water?
Now that’s great, Xinyue City directly belongs to Yongchang State.
The people of Xinyue City are the people of Yongchang State.
The King of Zhenbei will definitely not ignore the people of Xinyue City.
The people are finally saved.
He believed that if the people knew that their lives would be so much better after he surrendered, they would definitely be grateful to him.
........
"Ouch~"
Magistrate Wang got out of the small car and looked at the old man's car, which was half the size of the G-Class, and sighed,
"Compared to the mount of the King of Zhenbei, it's still a lot worse."
Lin Changshou smiled and got out of the cab.
"That's right, even a hundred of these things are not worth the mount of the King of Zhenbei."
The master said this car is called Laotoule.
Originally, this car was for Princess Zhenbei, but after the master tried driving it, he felt it was not safe enough.
Finally, a large G-Class was bought for the Prince of Zhenbei to take the Princess of Zhenbei out for a ride.
This old man was given this car by his master as a reward, and he used it to pick up and drop off the civil servants to prevent them from getting frozen in the winter.
Cong Chongqiu came out of the small carriage with a hunched back and sighed deeply.
This car is small, and it's really cramped to work with it.
As expected, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
If he hadn't ridden the G-Class first, this Old Man Le would have been the best mount in his eyes.
First, it can run without being pulled by a horse; second, it is drafty and very warm; third, it runs at a fairly fast speed and is not bumpy when sitting.
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