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711 The barracks is boiling (1 more)

Chen Yan nodded, "Leave this matter to you."

Captain Wei immediately said, "I'll be with him."

Chen Yan allocated a hundred people to them.

After Chen Yan led the people away, Wei Captain Wei commanded the hundred people to carry water on the city wall with wooden barrels. He patted Song Yin on the shoulder while watching, "I can't tell you that there is something in your mind. Let's follow me in the future. Let's go back and say to the general."

Song Yin's eyes fell on his shoulders, and Captain Wei was stunned by the movements. For some reason, he thought of the scene of being defeated by him that day, and he took it back embarrassedly, but a strange feeling surged in his heart. He always felt that Song Yin had a temperament that he was very familiar with, just like, like the king-salvation he used to be back then.

As soon as the idea came out, Wei Ziwei was shocked and shook his head in a hurry. He drove this idea away from his mind. How could Song Yin have the temperament of serving the king? Was he broken his mind by Song Yin, and why was he thinking about it?

"Fallen slowly along the city wall, and it will be evenly poured."

It wasn't when Song Yin walked to the city wall and said to the soldiers who were pouring water down.

Captain Wei came to his senses and followed him, saying nothing without thinking, "I listen to him, you can do whatever he wants. As long as the city wall is frozen, we can have a solid New Year."

Half an hour later, the first layer of water poured into a thin layer of ice on the outer city wall. Song Yin stuck out his body and touched it, and then ordered the second layer to pour it down the city wall as before.

In the middle of the afternoon, thick ice had already formed on the outer city wall.

Wei Wei and Song Yin got off the city wall and asked someone to move the ladder. He did the experiment himself. Sure enough, the ladder could not hold it at all, let alone climbing up.

He was so happy that he ordered someone to guard the city gate and greet Song Yin, "Go and go back to the camp. With your idea, the general will promote you to the team leader."

Xiao Si couldn't help but smile. Although the team leader was not a big official, the young master no longer had someone instructed him as before. No, even if he was not promoted to the team leader, no one dared to instruct him now, but with power, there was convenience.

The group returned to the military camp and before they could enter, they heard the boiling sound inside.

"What's going on?"

Captain Wei stopped a soldier running in and asked.

The soldier replied with a smile, "The lieutenant doesn't know that the Ministry of War will give us an additional month of military pay this year, as well as a good cotton coat, and a batch of new weapons. Everyone went to see it."

Wei Zhengwei heard this strangely, "The Ministry of War is crazy this year, is it so good to us?"

They were in the border for many years, and their military pay had never been deducted, but they delayed for several days every month. This year, not only did they not delay, but also gave an extra month.

Xiaobing nodded deeply, and when he was halfway through, he thought of himself as he heard it, he hurriedly said, "It's not that the Ministry of War is crazy. It is said that it was a little girl named Song Wanyue, who donated one million taels of silver to the Ministry of War and ordered them to spend the silver on us."

When Song Wanyue's name suddenly became nervous; Xiao Si became exaggerated and hurriedly looked around, thinking whether Miss Song would suddenly jump out of somewhere and beat their young master to run away in front of the military camp.

But Wei Zhengwei heard this and felt very sorry, "This Song Wanyue is also stupid. Why didn't she send us the money directly and give it to the Ministry of War to let them peel it off for free."

"You are..."

Xiao Si subconsciously choked back. After the two words were just released, he realized that he thought of Wei's identity, and the last word "silly" was pressed into his throat.

Captain Wei was determined to see the new weapon, but he didn't hear anything he said. He called Song Yin and walked away quickly.

"Young Master."

When he walked away, Xiao Si approached Song Yin and asked in a low voice, "Did Miss Song guess that you came to the border?"

Thinking of that possibility, Xiao Si couldn't help but shiver and looked around again with panic, feeling that Miss Song would come out of that corner at any time and beat the young master and beat him up.

Song Yin was far from the top four, and he was so panicked that he looked around the military camp as if he was vague, but his face was steady, and his voice was even more convincing, "No."

Xiao Si curled his lips and wanted to ask his young master if he believed what he said? Anyway, he didn't believe it. If he didn't know that the young master is here, how could Miss Song donate one million taels to the Ministry of War?

One million taels?

Xiao Si suddenly felt excited. The young master left only 600,000 taels for Miss Song at the beginning, and there were 400,000 taels from Miss Song. Where did Miss Song come from?

Song Yin also thought of this and his face was a little heavy. After he pretended to die, he was afraid that someone would stare at Song Wanyue, so he did not leave anyone by her side and knew nothing about her.

"Do you want to contact Master Chuang and ask him to check it?"

Xiao Si asked softly.

Song Yin did not answer and walked towards the boiling place.

The soldiers were all happy. Those who received military pay and new cotton coats were held in their hands and stood aside, and those who had not received the money went forward to collect it.

The soldiers' faces were never happy. After many years, the soldiers on the border had never been treated like this.

"Who is Miss Song? How could she have so much money?"

One million taels are enough to support these soldiers in the border areas.

"I've asked the people from the Ministry of War..."

Someone next to him replied, "It is said that the third prince was greedy for the property of Miss Song's fiancé's family and killed all 113 people in the family. This girl Song was only nine years old, but she went to the capital alone to sue the emperor. The million taels were the ones that the emperor ordered the third prince to compensate Miss Song. Miss Song did not ask for a penny and donated them all to the Ministry of War."

"Nine years old?"

The person who heard it was incredible. The nine-year-old girl didn't even dare to leave the house. How dare Miss Song go to Beijing alone to file a lawsuit?

"I just heard it but didn't believe it. I repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed nine years old, but she also had a supporter. His maternal family was the Xu family of the contemporary scholar."

Everyone suddenly realized that no wonder they dared to go to Beijing to file a lawsuit, but it turned out that the Xu family supported them.

"Then this little girl is OK, and if you put it on others, you can only think that you are unlucky. That's the third prince."

"Who said no, such a girl will definitely be amazing when she grows up."

...

Listening to their comments, Xiao Si and Youyou were proud to straighten their backs and straighten them a little more.

That is their future young lady!

Song Yin held his hand behind him tightly. He asked Da Ya to send a silver note to Song Wanyue, one was to tell her that he was cheating and the other was to ask her to stop her family's business, but she didn't expect that she would go to the capital to sue the emperor.

He quietly retreated from the crowd and ordered Xiao Si, "Send someone to investigate, how did the third prince be dealt with?"
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