After hearing this, General Chen spat out his toothpick, took out his ear, and glanced at chupang. He came slowly, opened the camp door, and stood in front of chupang.

His powerful and strong figure stood in front of chupang. He was so scared that chupang didn't feel that he stepped back two steps.

"You What are you doing? " Chupang was a little afraid, but he still asked with strong momentum.

"Me? What can I do? Look at you. You are almost bigger than me. What can I do with you? " General Chen scornfully scanned chupang up and down three ways, "tut tut How much food do you have to eat every day? You can save a meal for the common people for one day! "

"Poof..." His words made the gatekeeper laugh out. They all think so, but dare not say! Or general Chen awesome, look, put the dead fat, face is green.

"You! You! It's none of your business how much I eat! I didn't eat your food. What are you talking about here! Tell you General Zhao to come out! I want to see him Chupang was furious. He was intercepted by a soldier just now, and now he is insulted by a deputy general. He and he are going to die!

"Oh If you want to see General Zhao, wait. I'll go in and see if the general has finished his meal. " General Chen just heard the cry from the fat man's stomach and knew that he was hungry.

Only when he knew that he was hungry did he deliberately repeat that eating was to let him know what hunger was! Let him starve the people. Now Feng Shui takes turns, and let him taste it!

When the general finished, he looked at the guard soldier who was still smiling. At the moment when he turned around, his eyes also showed a slight smile.

As he walked towards the camp, chupangzi was locked out of the camp.

Head against the sun, this summer in the south, is hot, and here, open, even a shady place can not be found.

Chupangzi stood in the hot sun and waited for nearly two cups of tea. When he felt that he was going to be hungry, he was dazzled by the bright sunshine. A tall and straight figure went from one camp to another.

"You, General Zhao, have finished your meal." Chupangzi could see clearly that the man was Zhao xuanzhi whom he had just met yesterday.

The guard soldier looked in and ignored him.

Just as chupang was about to jump again, a soldier trotted out of the camp. He looked at chupang curiously and asked carefully, "dare to ask, are you Mr. Chu?"

"Yes! I am Chupangzi was very fat and returned arrogantly.

"Oh, our general, please come with me." Xiaobing said politely.

"Hum!" Chupangzi glared at the guard soldier, straightened his chest again, and followed the soldier to the barracks like the leader of the patrol.

The military camp covers an extremely large area, and each tent is arranged in a disorderly way. Zhao xuanzhi's main tent is surrounded by other tents in the middle of all the tents.

Chupang follows Xiaobing. Xiaobing looks like a recruit because he is not tall and small. But his feet are not bad. He makes all the fat people who are so hungry that their chest is close to their back. With his speed, he seems to be struggling. Before he gets to the main account, sweat oozes from his forehead, which makes his fat image even more embarrassed.

"General, please bring me here." The soldiers stopped outside a big tent. There were still two guards with long guns on the left and right of the tent door. They just turned a blind eye to chupang's arrival, just like a sculpture. They didn't move.

"Let him in!" Inside the account, there was a slow voice, like it didn't matter whether you could see the person outside the account.

The small soldier beat the curtain and let chupang go in, while he himself kept out of the tent.

Inside the tent, spacious and bright, Zhao xuanzhi sat behind the desk in front of him, looking at piles of documents. In a corner of the account, next to a large simple sand table, there are several generals. They seem to be discussing something together, including the young general who spoke very politely to him yesterday.

When he arrived, Zhao xuanzhi didn't even raise his head, let alone give him a look. The generals next to the sand table just looked at him and then continued to do what they should do.

"Zhao, General Zhao." Chupang's heart is burning. He's so big and conspicuous. Why do they take themselves as the air! That's rude! What a bunch of brats who can only fight and kill! He has no education.

Although chupangzi actively called Zhao xuanzhi, Zhao xuanzhi didn't shift his attention from the document. He still hung his head and said faintly, "Mr. Chu is here. Please sit down."

"General Zhao..." Chupang was angry and asked him to sit. Where would he sit! There was only one chair in the camp. He was still sitting. Even the generals were standing.

Is it hard for him to sit on the ground?!

"General Zhao, I want to ask you something when I come here this time." Chupangyou took back his anger, which sounded quite calm.

As a veteran in officialdom, the control of emotion is beyond anyone's control.After hearing this, Zhao xuanzhi still didn't look up and continued to say faintly, "please tell me."

Chupang was ignored by his indifferent attitude. He almost choked. He took a few deep breaths, took down his hands and straightened his waist. He said with a straight face, "I saw someone on the road just now, but you did it?"

Zhao xuanzhi raised his head and looked at chupangzi with his eyebrows. He looked at chupangzi as if he had never seen him before. He asked, "is there anyone else around here besides us? It's not us. Is it Mr. Chu? "

Chupang was choked by these words. Everyone knows that it should be the work of local parents and officials to make porridge and grain. Now he didn't fulfill his duty, but Zhao xuanzhi was doing it for him. Instead, he came to question with a strong sense of reason. If those above knew, the first one would take off his black hat.

"General Zhao, you misunderstood me..." Chupang laughed awkwardly and said, "I just want to ask you, you've come all the way here with so many people, the food Is that enough? "

"Certainly not enough!" Zhao xuanzhi suddenly said, looking at chupangzi's small eyes, and said coldly, "I just want to borrow food from Mr. Chu."

Shen Qing wants to laugh. Zhao xuanzhi, a cold faced man, is shivering even if he is in a panic.

"Ah! No! No, I don't want to borrow it. I do Ah Zhao xuanzhi also wants to borrow food from him. He has no rice to cook. Now he is still hungry.