"Xiao Hei?" Jing Shao was startled, put down his dishes and ran out. He was fine last night, why did he get sick early in the morning?
"Your Highness!" Mu Hanzhang took a look at Jing Shao's half-eaten meal, sighed helplessly, and got up to head towards the stables as well.
"Whinny ......" in the stables Xiao Hei is grumpily panting, the grass in the trough is scattered all over the place, being trampled under its feet, and the horse herder is sitting crouching on the side covering his stomach, obviously being kicked by Xiao Hei.
So spirited, where does it look like he's sick? Jing Shao let the few soldiers and generals who were trying to pacify Xiao Hei dodge away, lightly kicked the pillar, leapt onto the horse's back, and yanked on Xiao Hei's reins. "Whinny~" Xiao Hei instantly stood up and chirped, knowing that it was his master who had come, finally stopping his tossing and turning, puffing hot air, but still stomping his feet non-stop.
"Junqing, don't come over yet," fearing that Xiao Hei's tantrum would hurt him, Jing Shao hurriedly stopped Mu Hanzhang's approach.
Zhao Meng walked over from the other side, saw Mu Hanzhang standing three steps away, and teased, "That's right, it wouldn't be good if this fine skin gave a kick."
"Zhao Meng! You shut up!" Jing Shao glared at General Zhao, who was talking nonsense, and waited for Xiao Hei to quiet down before he jumped off his horse, looked at the messy stables, and asked the horseman on the ground, "What's going on here?"
"Back to your majesty, I woke up late in the morning and was too late to cut fresh grass for Little Black, so I took dry forage for him to eat, who knew that he ate one bite and spit it out, and launched into a frenzy." The horse herder knelt on the ground and answered one by one, fearing that the king would blame himself.
"And this horse picks its food? Animals shouldn't be spoiled!" General Zhao wasn't annoyed by the king's scolding, he walked up and patted Xiao Hei, saying to Mu Hanzhang, "Why doesn't the military commander dare to go forward yet? To go into battle, it's not good to be as timid as a pussy."
Mu Hanzhang ignored the hard-spoken General Zhao, lifted his foot and slowly walked to the manger, looked carefully for a moment, frowned slightly, picked up a piece of hay and said to the horse herder, "Are the horses in this stable eating this kind of grass?"
The horse herder didn't understand what the military master was asking for, raised his eyes to look at the king, and answered truthfully. He was afraid that Xiao Hei didn't like to eat hay, so he took the new hay and gave it to him separately. The new grass is not dry, half of it is still green grass, it is more delicious than hay.
"Junqing, is there something wrong?" Jing Shao sensed something was wrong and turned his head to ask Mu Hanzhang who was beside him
"There's aconite grass in this grass!" Mu Hanzhang handed the grass in his hand to Jing Shao.
Zhao Meng took a handful of grass and looked at it, "What ooze, isn't this just ordinary thatch?"
Jing Shao looked at the grass leaves in his hand, the half-dried leaves were still a little green, slightly wider than thatch, and not too harsh to the touch. Horses are born with the ability to recognize poisonous grass, as long as they are not starving, they will not eat, Xiao Hei ate too much last night, naturally will be picky about poisonous grass.
"Call the Left Guard." Jing Shao frowned, with Jun Qing's nature, if it wasn't a sure thing, he wouldn't have said he wouldn't come.
It just so happened that the left and right guards heard about the incident at the stables and rushed over.
"I've seen aconite grass in Shu, not in this shape." Zhao Meng saw that the king looked grave and couldn't help but interject, the aconite grass is a gut-breaking grass, who would be so mischievous as to use this to deal with a horse?
"The one that grows in Shu is the Yellow Grass Owl, this one is the Long Leaf Owl, which grows in the grasslands." The left protector said expressionlessly, he always loved horses, and naturally paid extra attention to the horse's grass.
"Whinny~" Xiao Hei snorted, seemingly echoing the Left Protector's statement.
Jing Shao stroked that big black head and said in a deep voice, "Check!"
An hour later, those who fed the horses, those who managed the forage stores, and those who escorted the grain were all brought into the king's tent.
"Your Majesty, it's really none of my business!" The people kneeling below cried and kowtowed, poisoning a warhorse was a major offense of killing the head.
"Your Highness, the last general has already checked, and there is a small amount of aconite grass mixed in with all the new grasses in the grass storehouse." The left guard said.
"Several of you, do you have anything to say?" The Right Guardian smiled and walked to a few people, "Poisoning a warhorse is a capital offense, if no one admits to it, all of you will have to lose your heads."
"Your Highness spare your life! I don't think it's any of my business." A few people took turns to state that the matter of the grass, the grass was sent yesterday, the storehouse has always been no outsiders close to the people who escorted the delivery of the people have not seen someone in the middle of the package, and the horse herder is even more innocent, he is only responsible for taking the grass to the horse to eat, it is not possible to give the entire storehouse of grass mixed with poisonous grass.
Each had their own reasons, but everyone was here, and the poisonous grass couldn't have flown in on its own. "All deny it, drag them all out and chop them up!" Zhao Meng raised his hand, after something like this happened, an example must be made.
Jing Shao frowned, he also felt that it wasn't the people in the army who did this. The person who poisoned the horses wanted to poison all the horses, this did not happen in his previous life, and this time when he stayed at the outskirts of the capital, this kind of thing happened. However, there was no problem with the ins and outs, where did the poisoned grass come from?
"Wait!" Mu Hanzhang, who had been sitting on the side listening for half a day, suddenly spoke out, stopping the guards from dragging people, "The matter hasn't been investigated clearly yet, these people can't be killed yet."
"Military division, military law, you say this, is not to harbor anyone?" Zhao Meng is not accustomed to the readers of the grinding, check what to check, this kind of thing stops for one more day, the barracks will be one more point of danger, the battlefield happened this kind of thing are to be quick, kill them all will not have a problem.
This kind of incident happened right after this military division had just joined the military camp, it was really a bit suspicious. Hearing this, the crowd's eyes on Mu Hanyang became a bit off.
"General Zhao is in such a hurry to kill someone, is he not trying to cover something up?" Mu Hanzhang flipped through the records of the grain and grass storehouse in his hands and said without haste.
"You ......," Zhao Meng choked.
Mu Hanzhang closed the pamphlet in his hand and did not intend to let him off the hook, then analyzed, "The army is tightly guarded everywhere, and if you dare to lay hands on the grain and grass, there must be an accommodation from someone with a rather high official position." A pair of eyes as black as dotted paint stared straight at General Zhao, as if they had seen through everything.
"You ...... spit blood!" Zhao Meng was so infuriated that his face turned red and his circle of beard shook a little.
"Mr. Jun didn't say it was you who did it either, what are you excited about?" The Right Guard watched the fun and interjected, while the Left Guard remained expressionless without saying a word.
Jing Shao held his fist against his lips and couldn't help but stifle a couple chuckles even though he knew he shouldn't.
"Your Highness, I think we should take these people into custody first and wait until the matter is clearly investigated before coming to a conclusion." Mu Hanzhang got up and cupped his fists to Jing Shao.
"If you're capable, you're the one to investigate this matter!" Zhao Meng pointed at Mu Hanzhang.
Mu Hanzhang slightly hooked his lips, "It's okay for me to check."
"Gotta set a time limit!"
"Three days."
"Good! If you can't find out after three days, you'll be as guilty as them!" Zhao Meng was so exasperated by Mu Hanzhang's bland attitude that he rose to a high pitch.
"As long as General Zhao doesn't make trouble out of it." Mu Hanzhang's tone remained unchanged, his voice warm and calm, but it was more convincing than the wailing General Zhao.
"Hmph! I'll squat with them in the military prison!" Zhao Meng was so angry that he almost jumped up, although he was not accustomed to it, he did not do that kind of villainous thing, "Then we have to make a military order!"
Mu Hanzhang glanced at him, thinking that this General Zhao is not entirely a reckless man, let Yun Song bring pen and paper, with elegant and powerful script to write down a military order, the first to sign the word "Jun Qing". Yun Song will military order to Zhao Meng in front of the General Zhao took the pen, also do not look, brush two signed their own big name, grabbed a few people on the ground, turned around and left.
Mu Hanzhang folded up the military order and handed it to Jing Shao.
After the crowd left, Jing Shao couldn't help but hold his own Wangfei into his arms, "Is there any certainty that this matter will be cleared up?" Just now, when Jun Qing went against Zhao Meng, he was really too handsome, and the sharpness of him was as if he had unsheathed his sword, mesmerizing people.
Mu Hanzhang was held in Jing Shao's lap, and moved a bit uncomfortably, "It's just a guess, and I'm not ten percent sure."
"Zhao Meng is a reckless man, why do you need to be general with him." Jing Shao frowned when he heard this, he couldn't help but worry, military orders are not made casually, if he couldn't find out by then it would be troublesome.
"What I signed is my 'word', not my 'name', Da Chen Laws and Regulations, all military warrants where the drawing is not in my full name are not countable." Mu Hanzhang laughed lightly.
Jing Shao froze for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and thought to himself that it would be better for him not to easily anger his own princess in the future.
Mu Hanzhang asked the people not to publicize this matter, while he himself asked for the account books in the barracks and scrutinized them.
In the evening, Jing Shao, who came back from practicing, took a bath and came over to the desk, and under the candlelight, Mu Huanzhang had a large stack of account books by his side, quietly flipping through them. Jing Shao casually flipped through these ledgers, not only for grain and grass, but also for weapons, uniforms, camp tents, mobilization of soldiers, and all other accounts.
"What are you looking at these for?" Jing Shao was puzzled, "Aren't you checking on the grain and grass?"
"I had wanted to take a look at the army's account books, and it just so happened to be an opportunity, so I took it all to look at." Mu Hanzhang turned over a page and lifted his pen to write down a few words on a piece of paper aside.
"These are not in a hurry, you can see them anytime you want to," Jing Shao picked the person up from behind, "It's too late, we'll see it tomorrow."
"I'll finish this one!" Muhan Zhang struggled.
"No, this king is sleepy, the military division wants to serve the bed!" Jing Shao said as he threw the man onto the wide bed couch and pounced after himself.
Mu Hanyang was pounced on by the person pressurized gasping up, reached out and pushed him, suddenly heard the footsteps of the soldiers patrolling outside the tent, busy holding down Jing Shao to prevent him from moving. Only then did he remember that the tent was lit, and the movements of the people in the tent could be seen from the outside!
Jing Shao was pressed against the chest of the person underneath him, and with his chin resting just above a small bean through his thin summer clothes, he gently rubbed back and forth.
"Well ......," Mu Hanzhang glared at him and turned her head to blow out the candles beside the bed.
"Junqing, you ......" Jing Shao widened his eyes, his own princess today was so active, blowing out the candles, which is obviously seducing ah! So, quickly took off the outer shirt, looking for that soft lips and kissed it.
Mu Hanzhang was kissed off guard, trying to push away the guy who was messing around, but his strength seemed to be a refusal in the eyes of the people on his body, and even more wantonly put his hand into his inner shirt, caressing lightly on that glistening chest.
"Well ......," Mu Hanzhang was aroused and shuddered, and when Jing Shao's hand caressed his shorts, he couldn't bear to raise his leg, pushing against the waist and abdomen of the man on top of him, pushing him off his body.
"Junqing ......," Jing Shao was thrown down and disgruntledly stuck up again.
"The candle flame in the tent is still burning, and it can be seen from outside." Mu Hanzhang frowned and pointed to the brass candlestick in front of the table, on which eight candles were burning beeping.
Jing Shao was busy jumping up, blowing out the candles in one breath, and getting back under the covers to take the person into his arms.
"Your Highness has forgotten what he said the day before yesterday?" Mu Hanzhang pulled over the quilt to cover him, "Recently, we have to nourish our energy, and we have to get up early tomorrow, so go to bed early." The gentle voice spoke as a matter of course, just like the exhortation of a loyal subject.
"Junqing ......" Jing Shao heard him mention the day before yesterday, immediately lost his breath, shook the person in his arms, but he just buried his face into his chest, quietly closed his eyes seem to have fallen asleep.
I thought to fool around for a day this matter is even past, how could I expect my own Wangfei actually this kind of grudge! Jing Shao only had to rub the person toward his arms again ...... to sleep!