Luoyi, the sea of ​​peony flowers, the imperial capital of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and one of the four ancient cities of the Republic in the old era. There is also a book that says: "The vastness of the eight directions is the center of Zhou and Luo, which is called Luoyi."

The city is connected to the Yellow River Chamber in the north and to the Zhengzhou Hub in the east. It is far away from Bianliang where Leng Yuan’s military headquarters is located. It is the front-line supply headquarters of the current Republic of China.

Outside the Luoyi Armament Garage, a young man in suit and ties was standing here. His face was extremely handsome, his facial features were as clear as carvings. His fair skin set off his thin pink lips. His two thick eyebrows were soft rippled, sometimes stretched and sometimes frowned slightly. The agility in his eyes reminded him of the warm sunshine in April. The glare earrings shining with glare in his left ear blended a ray of unruly color into this sunshine.

Next to the boy, a soldier frowned and muttered: "Col. Li Shunsheng..."

"Well, it seems that the Grand Marshal is a little angry." The young man named Li Shunsheng closed the document in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a faint glow, and his thin lips slightly raised seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"What should we do?"

Li Shunsheng smiled and said quietly: "Of course we are continuing to prepare for military supplies. If the supplies we sent are really reduced by 30%, the general will definitely kill me."

"But... we can fill such a big vacancy..." The soldier said helplessly with a sad face, "You have sold a lot of property in order to make up for the vacancy before."

Li Shunsheng is a mixed-race child, his father is Chinese and his mother is English. He lived abroad for a long time when he was a child. He was talented and a teenage prodigy. He was admitted to the London School of Political Science and Economics at the age of 11. He studied for undergraduate, master and doctoral degree until he was 16 years old. He obtained a double degree in finance mathematics and accounting. Then he returned to his motherland and worked in the Taxation Office of the Military Ministry. After the disaster of the first year of the collapse, he was eventually favored by Leng Yuan and joined the Eagle Flag Army.

Unlike Luo Hanlin, Bailang, Mo Gu who have been on the front line for a long time, Li Shunsheng's responsibilities are quite special. He usually needs to help Leng Yuan clean the house, clean clothes, remove garbage, change bed sheets, water flowers, cook, and all kinds of trivial matters. He is the person closest to Leng Yuan in life, and in terms of responsibility, he is a person like the housekeeper.

Once the war begins, Li Shunsheng will be responsible for coordinating the military's good grass, planning the supply line, calculating the possible financial resources, making backup plans for scarcity of materials and other logistical matters, so that Leng Yuan's army can fight on the front line with confidence and boldness, and avoid worries.

Therefore, Li Shunsheng is the only person among Leng Yuan’s confidants who has not seen blood all year round, but he is also an irreplaceable person.

People often mock Li Shunsheng privately, saying that he is a young male slave who is kept by Leng Yuan, because this young man usually does laundry and cooks, and he does not look like a man at all. Of course, this is an irrelevant topic.

This Northern Expedition, due to the limitations of Republic Zhihui's own conditions, the food and grass were not particularly sufficient. In order to fill the gap, Li Shunsheng sold almost all the property he inherited from his old era and made up for it. However, this time, the Grand Marshal threatened that if he did not advance or retreat in a week, the food and grass would be cut by 30%, and then 30% would be cut every week. This gap like a black hole would not be made up by personal financial resources.

"What are you afraid of? All the Grand Marshal can cut down is the supply of the area south of the Yangtze River. He can't take care of the newly occupied area." Li Shunsheng smiled wickedly, patted the soldier's head casually, and said, "Play that stack of documents and follow me."

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The consul in Luoyi capital was already busy. He was the first person to submit a surrender letter to Leng Yuan, and naturally the result was a bloodless occupation. Fortunately, the soldiers of the Republic Zhihui had good discipline and were very quiet after entering the city and did not cause any disturbance. However, the civil affairs were still hit hard. He was busy coordinating the balance between all parties.

At this time, the office door was knocked, and then the door opened, and a head came in through the crack of the door, and said with a smile: "Good afternoon, Mr. Consul."

"Oh? Colonel Li Shunsheng, good afternoon." The consul stood up from his seat, showed a hypocritical smile, rubbed his hands and asked, "Why are you free to come to me today?"

"Oh, I'm going to be honest. This time I came here to ask you, brother, to save my life." Li Shunsheng walked in with his accompanying soldiers. He sat on the sofa with a very unceremonious look on his face and said with annoyance, "The general may be going to chop my head."

The consul pretended to be leisurely and joked: "You are joking. You are the general's personal assistant, how could she bear to kill you?"

"Hey, brother, you don't know anything. The Grand Marshal said, if the army does not move within a week, it will cut off 30% of the military supplies. At that time, the soldiers will not be able to eat enough, so the general will cut off my head and take it to sacrifice the flag?"

"Then...what can I do?"

"Oh?! Is your brother willing to help me? Oh, thank you so much!" Li Shunsheng smiled and held the consul's fat hand excitedly, looking saved, and laughed gratefully, "We are still sufficient ammunition, diesel, and cold-proof cotton coats. It is not good to speak to you lions. I will find a way to do this at that time, but to be honest, our food is too short of food now! Please help from my brother!"

The consul smiled on his face, and his mother was criticized in her heart, and she smiled hypocritically: "Okay...how much food do you want?"

"I will ask others to collect grain in Yanzhou and Qizhou. My brother just needs to help me get the 300,000 people in Bianliang." Li Shunsheng smiled and patted the consul's hand, sighing, "The Grand Marshal's move this time is very ruthless. I have to prepare at least three months of food and grass in advance. 300,000 soldiers. You said that just eating alone costs more than 120 tons. Three months, I will help you get a fraction of it, and just give me 10,000 tons of grain!"

"What?!" The consul quickly pulled his hand back, jumped up, and said with a crying face, "Where did I get you so much food!"

"Oh, don't be humble. Yu Province was a major grain-producing province in the old days, and it was a veritable national granary. In 2007, it produced more than 100 billion tons a year. Although the climate is different now, it is still okay to spend billions a year? What I want is not even a fraction of the fraction!"

"Oh, Colonel, you said it easily!" The consul was so anxious that he paced, pretended to be sad and angry, and said with a thumping chest and stamping his feet, "You are not unaware of the current situation. How many mouths are waiting for food across the country? Most of the grain we produce are exported and sold. The remaining grain can only support people's livelihood and barely have some surplus. Could it be that you want to seize the grain from the mouths of the people?"
Chapter completed!