Looking at the military officers in the hall whose eyes were almost protruding, Yang Feng shook his head secretly.

To be honest, he has seen many civil and military officials in the Ming Dynasty for so many years.

Needless to say, civil officials in the Ming Dynasty are almost all the same. As for military officers, although military generals on the border also act greedy for ink and drinking blood from soldiers, relatively speaking, military officers have a bottom line in their work and dare not be too harsh on their subordinates, because they know very well that once they go to the battlefield, they have to rely on their subordinates to work hard for them, otherwise once they go to the battlefield in the future, today's meanness will become a noose for the future.

The military officers in the pass are different. The hundreds of years of Anyi and the suppression of the civil servant group have long turned these military officers into a group of waste who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and they have no great resistance to wealth and sex. It is no wonder that in another time and space, after a few generals who can fight died in battle, the rest of the military officers and soldiers either fled or surrendered when they saw the bandits, which made Li Zicheng easily attack the city of Beijing.

Yang Feng was observing the military officers in the hall, and the civil servants opposite him no longer observed him secretly.

When they saw that although Yang Feng was looking at the dancing dancers from time to time, his eyes were clear and not at all addicted. Many officials also nodded secretly, saying that he was the famous Duke of Xinguo, who was famous in the Ming Dynasty. In terms of momentum and majesty, he was much stronger than those ordinary military officers.

After the dance, the Fu King, who was sitting on the throne, laughed and asked Yang Feng: "Duke Xinguo, I heard that you are also a knowledgeable person. How about the singing and dancing arranged by the Lone King according to your opinion?"

Yang Feng put down his wine glass and smiled slightly: "The song and dance arranged by the prince is naturally excellent. Although the general is ignorant, it can also be seen that no matter which dancers or musicians are placed outside, they are rare beauties. The prince really enjoys it."

"Hahaha..." King Fu laughed happily, and his fat big hand waved, "Duke Xinguo is rare to come to Luoyang. How can the Lone King not be as friendly as a landlord? That's better, you can take anyone away from the singers or musicians present. All ten or eight are fine, just treat it as a gift from the Lone King."

As soon as Zhu Changxun's words came out, all the military officers in the hall showed envy. Although what Yang Feng said just now was a polite word, it was not all a compliment.

As the dignified Fu Wang Mansion, the singers under his command are certainly not comparable to ordinary brothel women. Any dancers in the hall can be comparable to the pillars of ordinary brothels. These military officers have long been salivating. Now when they heard Fu Wang say that Yang Feng would pick ten or eight for him, many of them were red in their eyes.

However, Yang Feng's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. He shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, but I came here to eliminate the bandits. Moreover, the Ming military law has long stated that the army must not be brought with them during the expedition, so I can only let the prince down."

Zhu Changxun didn't expect Yang Feng to want the beauty he gave him, and asked curiously: "Duke Xinguo, you don't want the singer to give you, what do you want?"

Yang Feng said: "The last time I went to the expedition, the food and grass I carried was limited. Now the army's food and grass were only enough for the army's needs for a few days. The last time I hope the prince can allocate a batch of silver and food and grass to the last general, and the last general is very grateful."

When Zhu Changxun heard this, his brows immediately frowned, "I wonder how much food and grass do you want?"

Yang Feng said without hesitation: "Our army has 25,000 soldiers and 13,000 mules and horses, and it needs to consume 100,000 kilograms of food and grass every day. The last general hopes that the prince can replenish the army for one month's food and grass, that is, 25,000 dan and 100,000 taels of silver. As for equipment, it will be fine for the prince to spend money."

"Twenty-five thousand dan of food and grass, and one hundred thousand taels of silver?"

Zhu Changxun's voice changed, and the fat on his face also squeezed into a ball. He saw him shake his head like a rattle, "No... The Lone King will definitely not be able to bring out so much food and silver."

“No food?”

Yang Feng's expression immediately changed, and he said unhappily: "Prince, my Jiangning Army soldiers came here with enthusiasm. Although they were for the people of Henan to kill the thieves, as the commander, Mo General could not watch the soldiers go hungry to kill the enemy. If there was no food, Mo General could only lead the Jiangning Army soldiers back to Jinling." After that, he immediately stood up and prepared to stand up and say goodbye.

Seeing that Yang Feng was about to leave after a disagreement, everyone in the hall was anxious and said in unison: "I can't do it!"

As the saying goes, his family knows his family affairs. Now the bandits led by Gao Yingxiang, known as the 200,000 army, are attacking Huaiqing Mansion. Now they are in danger. Maybe when the bandits will come to the city. It can be said that the more than 20,000 army led by Yang Feng is the only hope for Luoyang. Once he leads his troops back, it will be lingered with the thousands of soldiers in Luoyang alone.

Although Yang Feng was originally ordered to help Luoyang to eliminate the bandits, there was no reason if he left like this. I worked hard to rescue you thousands of miles, but you didn’t even want to allocate food to me. The emperor is not too hungry. You can’t let me work your life on hungry, right? Even if this lawsuit is fought in the court, Yang Feng will be in charge.

Henan Governor Yin Luzhong quickly stood up and bowed, "Dude, you can't do it! Now that the bandits are raging, where will you place hundreds of thousands of Luoyang people after you leave? As for the matter of food and salary of your army, it's easy to say."

After saying that, Yin Luzhong bowed to King Fu and said, "Prince, Luoyang is now in danger. The only thing he can count on is the Jiangning army who trusts the Duke. You can't let him go. I hope the prince will open a warehouse to allocate food and salary for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of people in Luoyang."

Hearing that he asked him to pay for the food, Zhu Changxun's facial features were squeezed into pieces. After a while, he said with a gasp: "It's better, the Lone King will pay 100,000 taels of silver and 10,000 dan of food and grass. No matter how much the Lone King has, there is nothing he can do."

Yin Luzhong smiled bitterly and said, "Prince, these food and grass are still not enough."

Zhu Changxun said dissatisfiedly: "This Luoyang is not the Lone King. There are so many gentry and wealthy families in Luoyang City. What are you doing for food? Is it impossible to have any solutions? What is the use of the court to support you? Also, aren't there five thousand officers and soldiers in Luoyang? They eat my king's drink my king's life on weekdays, but now it's time to use you? If I had known this, I would rather give these food and salary to the Jiangning Army."

Hearing this, the expressions of Luoyang General Zhou Xi and the deputy general Wang Shaoyu and Liu Jianyi, the guerrilla general Luo Tai, and others also changed. In the eyes of King Fu, they all became waste.
Chapter completed!