Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"My lord, the five of us decided to take the initiative to stay!"

"One is to build a tombstone for the brothers who died."

"The second is to monitor the movements of the Eastern Chagatai Khan Royal Court, and in the future, we will be able to promptly notify the entourage of the Ministry of Rites who are still at the border guards!"

boom!

"I also ask the four adults to complete it!"

In the afternoon of that day, the five guards in Jinyi volunteered to volunteer with resolute expressions.

Holding a one-knee military salute, he explained his 'reason' to Zhao Zhengtujie and the two puppets.

Tu Jie finally enjoyed the treatment of being treated as a superior official, not to mention how beneficial that expression was.

But he also knew that for this kind of thing, Zhao Zheng must be nodding his head.

I am just a foil.

After all, in this group of virtuous brocade guards, his authority is not as good as the two white bodies from the Zhao family.

No, the ones from the Zhao family are called Baishen.

That is at least a third-rank official who is short of being an official.

As long as he showed his identity card of Zhao Mansion, even if he was looking for him, the head of the fifth-grade etiquette department, he would definitely listen to the other party's arrangement.

Even if it is a few of the six ministers of the third or second rank, they should be treated with more courtesy.

"Master Zhao, from my humble opinion, it is indeed better for the generals to stay near here."

"We can leave more supplies for them, after all, maybe they will have to wait in place until next spring."

"But the generals, don't worry, Tu will record all of your achievements, and even everyone's achievements neatly and completely!"

Zhao Zheng nodded after listening to Tu Jie's suggestion.

At this time, he didn't follow the address rules set before to win over the subordinates around him, and he didn't say much.

Because this play is for Tu Jie to watch alone.

The matter of oil is too important.

Zhao Zheng is not at ease if no one is left here.

"Remember, five of you, the most important thing is to save your own life! Wait for us to come back!"

After leaving enough supplies to live until the beginning of next spring, Zhao Zheng stood aside and said the last few words to the five virtuous Jinyiwei.

"Holy Family Master, don't worry! I'll remember it!"

These virtuous Jinyiwei were all left when they repaired the Zhuohe dam together with Zhao Zheng's Central Plains King Vest.

They are not Zhao Zheng's puppets.

They are living people, with wives and children at home.

"Comrade, take care!"

"treasure!"

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The team set off again.

After Zhao Zheng couldn't see the five people on the small slope in the distance, he retreated into the carriage.

The water is full and there is no shortage.

Tu Jie also generously handed over a glass of goat's milk wine.

He doesn't know why Zhao Zheng has such deep feelings for those five subordinates, but now he wants to get closer to his feelings with Zhao Zheng.

His mind immediately turned.

"Neither a marquis nor a king, stay loyal to Beiyang."

"The little one will definitely record the righteous deeds of those five generals."

Zhao Zheng took the goat's milk wine, drank it all, and nodded to Tu Jie's words.

"Then please."

"The journey is long and long. Spring comes to tell the five of you. I hope we can go smoothly in the future."

"Don't worry shopkeeper Zhao, the path we have chosen is already the most appropriate one."

Tu Jie smiled and took back the empty cup.

I screamed in my heart, it's done!

I earned myself a living value again.

It turns out that in the Ministry of Officials, there is no such thing as nothing!

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a few days later.

"Shopkeeper, there is a tribe of about 500 people ahead, should we avoid it?"

The Virtuous Jinyi Guard who explored the road was beside the carriage and reported.

Zhao Zheng looked at the sky, the moon was very round, and the starry sky was very bright.

Almost to the extent that there is no need to light a torch.

frowned.

Tu Jie also quickly took out the map for comparison, and found that there was no tribe in the original forward position.

"Treasurer Zhao, it should be a tribe that just moved here not long ago."

"After all, the royal court of Eastern Chagatai Khan is so rich, and they all went south to chase pastures, so this tribe must have a marginal blood relationship with the royal court, so they were thrown to the north to fend for themselves."

"Our team, it's best to take a detour!"

When Zhao Zheng heard Tu Jie's suggestion, he naturally knew it was reasonable.

The tribe that was left by the royal court to fend for itself, survived until next year in the north, and I don't know how many people will die.

If they don't take a detour, isn't it just tempting them with a big piece of fat in their mouths?

But......

"We are already taking a detour now. If we go around them again, how much more time will we need to waste?"

The night is very bright, which is a good thing for the peasants, but it is a bad thing for them.

Because this indicates that they have to make a big circle to avoid being discovered by the tribe in front of them.

despair!despair!despair!

Tu Jie, who was holding a map, took out his abacus and immediately began to count.

His brows also frowned.

It's not as easy as when I said detour before.

"How many?"

Zhao Zheng asked again after Tu Jie stopped.

"I'm afraid, it will take more than half a month."

"The team's water and food needs to be saved again and again."

Tu Jie felt a little dizzy at this moment, according to his usual habits, he would definitely pour some goat's milk wine to reward himself.

But now, he just glanced at the cup beside him and licked his lips.

"So, we can't go around!"

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but lift the curtain, sat in the carriage where the groom was supposed to be, and sighed.

In ancient times, the bright moon shines today, and in the Han Dynasty, Zhang Jun herded the sheep.

This matter is really difficult.

So Tu Jie hurried to Zhao Zheng's side, trying to persuade Zhao Zheng to change his mind.

"Shopkeeper Zhao! If we don't take a detour! Then at least half of the supplies we carry must be donated!"

"If we choose to take a detour, it will be safer to use less!"

"Safe? But wasted time?"

"What about the five people waiting in the royal court? If you let them go today, who will you let go tomorrow?"

Zhao Zheng turned his head to look at Tu Jie, who immediately lowered his head.

If they chose to take a detour, the five virtuous Jinyi guards who stayed in the royal court would naturally have a dead end.

Because it was originally planned that the news will be sent back in the spring of next year, which is already an optimistic consideration.

Now it took a detour again, and it took more than half a month to make a detour.

That was close to two more months back and forth.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, I can only say that the overall situation is the most important... but the specific considerations are still up to you."

Tu Jie knew that once he said this, the valuable image he had established for himself in the team would be gone, so he spoke very quietly.

Almost only Zhao Zheng around him could hear clearly.

"Okay, then Zhao has decided."

"Detour?"

Tu Jie looked at Zhao Zheng with anticipation in his eyes.

Then, dissipate.

"Excuse me by offering food!"

"The accountant always compromises, and will retreat to the edge of the cliff!"

Swish!

Zhao Zheng got out of the carriage and took a sharp knife from Dexing Jinyiwei.

Under the moonlight, the brilliance above seemed to come alive.

"Go and send greetings!"

"Yes!"

Dexing Jinyiwei, who was helping to explore the road, got back on his horse and ran towards the tribe ahead.

"Come here, bring a knife to Tu!"

"His grandma, if he doesn't want the food, Tu will fight for them!"

"Tu himself hasn't had time to enjoy it yet!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the excited Tu Jie, and nodded to another virtuous Jin Yiwei beside him.

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