Chapter 1001: You are the power of treason!
Chapter 1001 You are the power of treason!
Jiang Jinzong stared at Tian Zhen's back behind Jiang Erye, and his thick eyebrows were twisted together. How could this person's back look like a person...
"The seat of the general, the chair next to it belongs to Lord Jiang."
Hearing the angry voice of the deputy general Sun Chenggeng, Jiang Jinzong turned his eyes to see the white-faced boy Jiang Feng, who was sitting on the tiger-skin chair in the commanding position for some reason, wishing he would go up and kill him immediately. However, thinking of today's purpose, Jiang Jinzong suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "General Sun's words are wrong. Lord Jiang is an imperial envoy sent by the sage, and he should be the leader."
The Zuowuwei Imperial Army had more than 25,000 people, scattered in various prefectures and counties in Suxuan Road, and the 6,000 people stationed in the northern part of Suzhou City, in addition to Jiang Jinzong's direct descendants, were the confidants of Chao Bing. Except for Chao Bing, all the generals in the tent were furious when they saw Jiang Feng making a fortune in Zuo Wuwei's camp.
A little skin-colored little white face caught the emperor's eyes, and he was wearing a sage to show off his power in Suzhou City, and he even dared to grab the commander position in the Zuowuwei camp!
Who gave him the courage to be an imperial commissioner?
If there were no imperial soldiers stationed at the border and defending the territory, the city walls of Kang'an would have to be flattened by the iron hoofs of the Khitans and Xiongnu, and the emperor's seat would have to be overturned! Kang An's peace was exchanged with their flesh and blood!
However, no matter how they stared at him, Erye Jiang was still doing his best in the handsome chair. Not only did he sit securely, but he also found a seat for Jiang Jinzong. Jiang Erye pointed to the chair next to him and said calmly, "It makes sense, the general should also sit."
Everyone…
motherfucker!
Don't stop Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill him!
This is Jiang Feng's own death. Jiang Jinzong was very happy, and after taking a seat, he discussed with Jiang Feng with an urgent look, "The old man called the generals and invited Mr. Jiang to come, because the border sent an urgent report, and the Khitan assembled tens of thousands of soldiers. Ma, we will send troops to Wen Su tomorrow at the latest. Wen Su only has three thousand soldiers stationed at this time, and we need to send troops to support immediately, sir, what do you think?"
Jiang Erye raised his peach blossom eyes to look at Jiang Jinzong, and hooked his finger at him.
Jiang Jinzong was puzzled, leaned over and asked, "Sir?"
Jiang Erye said solemnly, "Where is Zuo Wuwei's handsome seal, bring it to this official."
Seeing the murderous aura on Jiang Jinzong's face, Chao Bing, who was standing on the other side, smiled unkindly, "What does Mr. Jiang want to be handsome?"
Someone handed the ladder, and Erye Jiang continued to play.
"This officer has come here on holy orders, to supervise the administration of officials, not to lead troops to fight. The enemy troops are gathering in the surrounding area of my country, and the general who leads Zuo Wuwei does not want to repel the enemy soldiers, but instead plays tricks with this officer in the battalion. .Jiang Jinzong…”
Speaking of this, Jiang Erye also burst into anger, picked up the arrow on the table and slapped it. Seeing Jiang Jinzong, Chao Bing and the generals tremble, he continued with satisfaction, "I don't want to seek political affairs in my position! That's all. Commander, what's the use of holding the commander seal!"
Jiang Feng doesn't follow the routine, and he just flips the table when he comes up, making Jiang Jinzong, who has been in the officialdom for decades, very uncomfortable.
But since it is an old fried dough stick, then naturally there is an old fried dough stick way of doing things. Jiang Jinzong said with a smile, "This commander also wants to increase his troops immediately, but the art of war has a saying: the troops and horses will go ahead without food and grass. But this spring, this commander has begged the adults to allocate food several times, but the adults are not allowed. Now there is food and grass in the camp. The soldiers are all hungry, so where did they get the strength to fight? This commander was forced to invite the adults to come over. After the adults allocated the food, the commander was able to send troops and relieve Wen Su's danger."
As expected, he spoke with the food, Erye Jiang raised his eyes and glanced at the old fox beside him, what Jiang Jinzong said was the same as what Uncle Qiu had guessed.
Jiang Erye said with a sullen face, "General Jiang said carefully, after this official arrived in Suzhou, even if the people were short of clothing and food and starved to death everywhere, they would not be short of a grain of food for the soldiers of the Zuo Wuwei, Jiang Bao."
Jiang Bao took a step forward, raised his hand, took out the ledger from his waist, and read it aloud, "According to the food and salary regulations for the forbidden army in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zuo Wuwei's officers and officers are 25,000 people, and the monthly consumption is 390,000 grains. Nine thousand two hundred and sixty dendrobium, three thousand three hundred and eighty-six salt, and five hundred and seventy-two stones of water lily. From January to May in the tenth year of Jinglong, the grain, salt and grass have been transferred to Zuowu in full. Guard each battalion. The Suzhou battalion is brought into the battalion by General Jiang Jinzong's own inspection of paintings every month;
Jiang Baonian closed the ledger with a snap and returned to his original position.
Jiang Erye questioned Jiang Jinzong, "The grain and grass were checked by the general himself, but now you tell me that there is no grain and grass in the army? Not to feed the soldiers?"
The generals of Chaobing's faction quit, "Yes, General, where are the provisions?"
Jiang Jinzong sank his face, "The food and forage brought in are in the warehouse, where can this commander hide in plain sight? If you don't believe me, this commander will immediately call Jiedu in the camp to check."
Jiang Erye sneered, "The enemy army is approaching the city, but the general wants to call Jiedu officer. How did you lose the food and grass that I counted with this officer here?"
Jiang Jinzong asked in a hurry, "Then according to the opinion of the adults, what should I do?"
Jiang Erye hooked his fingers at him again.
All the generals understood the meaning of his gesture: Let me make up my mind? Hand in hand!
The muscles on Jiang Jinzong's face twitched a few times before he said, "It's not impossible for the commander to send Wen Su, but Master Jiang is required to go with him. Only with the imperial dispatch to supervise the laboring army before the battle, can the soldiers be one hundred and one hundred."
"Huh." Jiang Erye sneered, "The general's intention is to let this ability serve as military rations, jump into the pot and cook yourself, to feed the soldiers?"
The soldiers were speechless, Song Ke thought of the scene where Jiang Feng jumped into the pot, and licked his dry lips involuntarily. The blue veins on Jiang Jinzong's forehead jumped out, and he really wanted to chop off this little white face who couldn't speak with a knife and throw it out to feed the wolf!
Jiang Jinzong is running out of words, but Jiang Erye can prepare a lot of words. He stood up and shouted, "According to this official, among the 200,000 commanders of the 200,000 Imperial Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most incompetent is you Jiang Jinzong!"
"You are presumptuous!" Jiang Jinzong stood up, Song Ke, Zou Gaoping, Sun Chenggeng and others widened their eyes, holding the knife handle in their hands, murderous.
Chao Bing rolled his eyes and signaled his subordinates to watch from the sidelines.
"This officer is wrong. General Jiang is not the most incompetent."
"Humph!" Jiang Jinzong snorted coldly, but just when he thought Jiang Feng was scared by himself, he heard a thunderstorm:
"You transport Zuo Wuwei's military rations to Khitan to buy a retreat, and take the soldiers' salaries to pave your official road and pad your yard! How can you be incompetent, you are a great power, a great rebel!"
Jiang Jinzong's facial muscles twitched and he shouted angrily, "Little Jiang Feng, how dare you slander General Zuo Wuwei, who has been guarding the country's borders for 40 years, you know what this place is, how can you let you go wild!"
"The general who has defended the Great Zhou for 40 years and made great contributions is not your old man, but Ren Anhan who has been wiped out by you!" Jiang Erye's voice was louder than Jiang Jinzong's.
The generals were shocked, Jiang Jinzong's beard was trembling, and the situation that had taken a turn for the worse was beyond his expectations and made him uneasy. Jiang Feng has been swallowing his voice for the past two years. Why did he suddenly attack today? Could it be that something has happened in the capital and something happened to Prime Minister Qin?
Before he could understand, Jiang Er Ye pointed at Zou Gaoping and cursed, "Zou Gaoping, who was sent by you to the border city to slaughter Ren's family, is here! It's true. If you confess your guilt, this official will leave you a whole body, otherwise you will be slashed with thousands of pieces, and the hatred in this official's heart will be eliminated!"
Wow—
The generals took a few steps back, and Zou Gaoping, who was hanging in the center, screamed in a trembling voice, "Master Jiang, don't spit out blood, the last general was promoted and directed by the old general, how could it be possible to retaliate!"
Sun Chenggeng's eyes were about to pop out, and he rushed to Jiang Erye and asked, "Where is the evidence for Zou Gaoping's massacre of Ren's family? Who is the witness? You say!"
(end of this chapter)