"Good." Murong Jian nodded, sat back on the chair, picked up a letter and opened it.

It's time to go to the yamen, and all the officials have come to the military department to perform their respective duties. He can't rest or have breakfast in full view of the public. He should deal with these letters as soon as possible. He can finish processing them as soon as possible, or go to the yamen as soon as possible, go back to the government to see the injuries and have a rest

Murong Jian quietly planned to speed up the speed of reading the letters. I don't know if it's nightfall. Murong Jian has finished processing the letters. The time for going to the government is also coming. The officers of the Ministry of military stand up one after another and leave their seats. Several people of Zhang Ming gather in front of him, open the documents he has finished, and look at them, and exclaim in surprise: "the southwest military camp has 30000 tons of grain every month, It's too few... "

"30000 tons a month? Is it true? " Zhao Jiji came forward and looked at the reply written on the letter. He shook his head: "thirty thousand tons of grain is not enough to eat."

"It's not Is this to make the soldiers hungry? "

"The soldiers who don't have enough food, how can they have the strength to defend their country..."

Wang Xue several people discuss one after another, look at 30000 Dan a few words, Mou bottom is full of disdain.

Murong Jian, with a dark complexion, was a letter exchanged between the Ministry of housing and the Ministry of military affairs. When the ministry asked the military department how many new officers and soldiers were dispatched to the Southwest Military Camp and how much food was distributed each month, he wrote down that the old and new officers and soldiers totalled 300000, and they distributed 30000 tons of grain a month.

Every word in the reply was written by his own hand. They despise the reply, that is, they despise him.

"Three hundred thousand generals and men, each with two or two grains per meal and thirty thousand loads of grain a month, have more than enough to use. Why not?"

"Murong Chamberlain has never been to the military camp. He has fought a war. The soldiers in the camp practice every day and eat a lot of food. The people who eat two or two grains each meal account for at most one fourth or even one fifth. Some of the rest eat three Liang per meal, and others eat four or more Liang. The camp of 300000 generals will eat at least 50000 barrels of grain a month, and 30000 loads are only half enough for them Full... " Zhang Ming picks eyebrow to look at Murong Jian, the bottom of the eye flickers a little light mockery.

Murong Jian's sullen face suddenly froze: "really?"

"It's true, of course. What do we cheat you about?" Zhang Ming said faintly and looked at the officials: "everybody come here. Take these letters and divide them. Try to finish them before Li Shangshu goes to the government office."

"Although Murong's servant is quick in dealing with matters, he still does not know enough about the sergeants under the control of the military headquarters..."

"It's not. All the processing results are useless. If we knew that he was so unreliable, he should not have handed the letter to him. When he went to the government, he said that he could not handle it. We have to stay here to sweep his tail for him..."

"Don't say so much, just take the letter and deal with it. Li Shangshu is coming out soon..."

The officials murmured and came to pick up dozens of letters, quickly read and reply

Murong Jian's reply letter was thrown into the corner by the officials, and it was dirty

Murong Jian's face was livid. The reply he had spent a day writing was thrown away by them mercilessly. The results of his hard work for six or seven hours were all rejected

Hehe, they didn't want to adopt his treatment opinions at the beginning. They didn't care that he had stayed up for a day and a night, and had no rest for 12 hours. They also handed the letter to him. They didn't test him, nor did they agree with him. Instead, they looked at him as disagreeable and deliberately consumed his energy to rectify him!

Murong Jian's face was gloomy and terrifying. His hands tightly clenched under his sleeves. His fingernails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and his whole body burst out a strong haze atmosphere. Zhang Ming picked his eyebrows and slowly found several stacks of pamphlets from the side and put them in front of Murong Jian: "these are all related to the sergeants. Let's have a look at them and understand all the affairs of the military department This kind of mistake will not happen again... "

Murong goulip sneered. What he said was really good. Zhang Ming was afraid that he was so ugly that he was afraid of fierce resistance. He just took words to comfort him.

He is a new member of the military department. The old officers of the military department dislike him very much and have been rejecting him all the time. Even if his general department knows clearly and writes the handling opinions perfectly, they will never use him. Instead, they will write again in front of him and hit him heavily in the face

"It's late. I have something else to do. Let's go first!" Murong Jian said coldly. He opened his chair and strode out without looking back. All the officers of the military department were directly under Li Shangshu. They united to punish him, which was definitely what Li Shangshu meant.

Li Shangshu is the head of the military department. His official position is higher than that of him, and his power is greater than him. He can't confront Li Shangshu openly, so he goes to the government office early, out of sight and out of mind

"Mr. Murong, you haven't read these pamphlets related to the military department." Zhang Ming's "good intentions" remind.

"I'll see it again tomorrow." Murong Jian did not return to answer, the speed of moving forward is faster

Looking at his disappearing back, Zhang Ming, Zhao Ji and others laughed, and their eyes flashed with a touch of meaning: before they had finished murongjian, he left. It's OK. He will come to the military department tomorrow, and then continue to punish him. Make sure that he knows how "friendly" they are to himMurong Jian staggered out of the military department and dragged his tired body back to the house in the city. At this time, his face was blue, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were full of red blood, his chin grew a thick black beard, his face was tired, and his official clothes were also wrinkled. He looked as if he were in a mess.

He was still stiff, and his whole body was aching. After carefully taking off his middle coat, he found that his body was blue and purple, and there were blood scabs in serious places. The solidified blood scab stuck the skin and the middle coat together. With a strong pull, Murong Jian was in pain and his face turned white.

In order to prevent wound infection, Murong Jian carefully cleaned the wound with sake. The pain made his forehead cold and sweat. He put down the pain and applied good wound healing medicine and bandage. His body felt better.

Murong Jian simply groomed, fell on the bed, fell into a deep sleep: two days and a night did not rest, he was tired

A gust of wind suddenly blew, and a man in a black cloak suddenly appeared in murongjian's room. Looking at murongjian lying on the big bed with tired face and closed eyes, he narrowed sharply: "murongjian!"

The angry voice pierced into his ears and hit his heart. Murong Jian's body trembled and suddenly opened his eyes. He saw the man standing by the bed looking down at him.

Murong Jian sighed with relief and said, "how did you run to my room?"

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