Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 841

Chapter 841 Returning home

Farewell to old general Zhao, Feng Junhou finally ended his days of fun, and left Jicheng to Pingxiang.

Along the Tongwei River, the road is easy to walk.

After all, Pingxiang and Jicheng have been closely connected in recent years.

There are countless business caravans coming and going every month.

Most of the wool produced in Pingxiang has to pass through Jicheng, and then sent to three directions in Jicheng, Hanzhong, Guanzhong, and Liangzhou.

At the same time, all kinds of materials transported from Shu also have to pass through Jicheng, and then sent to Pingxiang.

So this road along both sides of the Tongwei River is extremely important.

The Xiaowei Mansion has also specially transferred the engineering battalion in recent years, and at the same time recruited a large number of Hu Yi manpower to expand and repair this road.

At the same time, a large number of Hu Yi laborers who rebelled against the big Han and were captured at the beginning were also thrown in.

For Feng Guiwang, in terms of infrastructure, what he lacks now is not basic planning and grassroots foremen, but a lot of labor.

Feng Guiwang's desire for labor is endless.

Other families still only want laborers who can farm, and later developed into a Hu girl who can weave at most, but Feng Guiwang is different.

He wants everything.

If you don't know how to farm, go to the construction site or the mine. As long as you have hands and feet, there is always a place for you.

Even children are possible backup naturalized barbarians.

Read a few more a, o, e, and read a few more sentences "The descendants do not seek the Xia, the barbarians do not disturb the China", and then speak in a specious lower Luoyin: "I am a person from Yongliang..."

Wouldn't that make you a man of the people?

To support this expansion, it is still based on sufficient food supply.

This is why Feng Yong still asked the second lady of the Xu family to try her best to open up wasteland and prepare for the work of grain storage even though she clearly had enough staple food.

Walking on this avenue, Feng Yong and his group have many people, even if they want to keep a low profile, it is difficult.

Even if they didn't show the banner, as long as the merchants on the road had a little discernment, they would know that it must be the driver of some important person in the school captain's mansion, and they took the initiative to avoid it.

Zhang Xingyi raised a corner of the car curtain and looked out.

I saw people coming and going on the road, all walking in groups, and rarely walking alone.

Don't look at other things, just look at the ox cart, horse cart, donkey cart, and you can know that most of these caravans traveling in groups have heels.

Because ordinary people simply cannot save so many cattle, horses and donkeys.

Even if there is Longyou now, at the same time, Yuexuan began to sell large livestock.

But cattle, a large animal used for farming, except that the government specially rents them out to farmers, the rest are basically still in the hands of big families.

For people who mainly farm land, cattle are more precious than horses.

A considerable part of the arable land in Shu is paddy fields, and horses cannot go down to pull plows.

More importantly, although the eight ox plows were introduced to those aristocratic families, a part of the hidden population was liberated.

But the cattle they need to use...compared to before, that's a lot more.

That is to say, Cangtou Guishou used to have the habit of plowing with plows without oxen.

Combined with the pasture that Feng Yong opened in Hanzhong from the very beginning, and the large-scale development in the future, it can provide a relatively stable channel for large-scale livestock trading and leasing.

That's why the contradiction between supply and demand between cattle and cultivated land has not been exacerbated.

As of now, Hanzhong, Yuejuan, and Longyou can supply cattle.

However, even if a family with a cow is no longer a village tyrant, it is at least the top family in the village.

As for those who can use oxen to pull carts to transport goods, they have no other considerations except for aristocratic families and dignitaries.

Even if a local rich man with thousands of acres of fertile land really wants to take out a few cows, pull so much goods, and walk such a long distance, he will feel so distressed that hemoptysis.

Among these people coming and going, what is more special is that there are some barbarians mixed in those caravans.

Zhang Xingyi knew that these Hu people were basically transformed from the Hu people who went to Qishan to help transport food to Xiaowei's mansion.

At first, it was because the Dian horses in the hands of the Xinghan Society could not go out of Qishan in winter, so the Xiaowei Mansion asked the Hu people to go to Qishan to transport their rations.

Later, the Captain's Mansion selected some tribes that had passed the inspection and issued qualifications to them to help deliver supplies.

Of course, after the fact is paid.

This is considered to be the welfare that the Xiaowei Mansion gave to the tribe that was the first to belong to the Han Dynasty.

In the later stage, the foundation of Xiaowei's Mansion became stronger and stronger, and many Huren Qushuai began to look down on this little profit.

They either open up grasslands to exploit labor to earn the difference to earn surplus value, or they let the tribesmen participate in Yi Cong and work hard for them to earn a future.

Those with a darker heart just used the clansmen as labor, packaged a part and sold it to King Feng Gui, earning the first pot of gold as quickly as possible, and at the same time earning the favor of King Feng Gui.

Then find a way to cleanse yourself.

Delivering supplies to the Captain's Mansion is considered one of the ways Feng Guiwang left for this small group of black-hearted Qushuai.

Although at first glance, the profits obtained are not as much as those smart people in front of them.

But it is a long-term livelihood. As long as the school captain's mansion still needs to transport supplies for a day, then they can always rely on this to survive.

As long as they are mature, even if Feng Guiwang doesn't care about Longyou in the future, can the government really change someone else?

Regarding the supply of supplies, the rules in the military have always been familiar and not raw, and no one dares to change them unless it is absolutely necessary.

After all, this is about the lives of the top and bottom of the army.

It really happened that something went wrong, and it was going to lose his head.

Of course, if the big man can control Liangzhou in the future, then this channel will only last longer and make more money.

But if the big man loses Longyou...

Feng Guiwang said: If it's not my territory, I don't care?

Even if I want to take care of it, then thief Wei must agree, right?

So everyone must work hard, and don't let the Wei thief make a comeback again, otherwise the good days will be gone, and then you can't blame me!

Zhang Xingyi looked at the barbarians outside leaning on his chest and bending over to his side, knowing that this was their salute to the ceremonial guard of the school captain's mansion, so he turned his head and said with a smile:

"Now the Xiaowei Mansion is in the eyes of the barbarians in Yongliang, it is really prestigious."

Hold the festival to lead the guard, manage their grievances, follow the line at the age of the year, ask about the suffering, send envoys to communicate with the movement, make the Qiang barbarians outside the Great Wall the eyes and ears of the officials, and send Wanqi out of the Great Wall to chase the captives.

The hundred years of Qiang chaos in Liangzhou has gradually made people forget the prestige of the former Han Qiang guard.

After the battle of Xiaoguan, Yongliang land finally ushered in an extremely powerful captain protecting the Qiang.

The thieves are daring, and the barbarians are subdued.

Feng Yong, who was lying in the car without showing his face, looked at the beautiful woman smiling, and couldn't help feeling a little impulsive:

"Do you want to see how famous it is?"

Zhang Xingyi blinked: "What do you mean?"

Feng Yong did not answer, and directly ordered to the outside:

"Come here."

"What is your order?"

"Send the order to raise my banner."

"No!"

"Your Majesty has orders, raise the banner!"

The orders were passed down wave after wave. Amidst the sound of whining horns, the banner with the word Feng was raised in front of the team soon.

The business travelers on the official road seemed to be blown up, and people immediately neighed.

The caravans that had already taken the initiative to avoid the distance stopped at the side of the road one after another, letting the team holding the Feng character flag pass them, and then dared to move forward again.

Many of the barbarians who originally held their chests to salute fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xingyi kicked him in dissatisfaction, "It was you who said not to disturb the people with a banner, now look outside..."

Feng Yong laughed: "We're about to arrive in Pingxiang, and if we keep our banners hidden, I'm afraid the sergeants from the Colonel's Mansion will be dispatched to surround us."

"I don't want to be the captain who protects Qiang and is surrounded by my own soldiers as unknown enemies."

Although Pingxiang had already notified it, the village pavilion system rebuilt by Feng Yong himself also played a warning role in many cases.

Especially in Pingxiang, as the administrative seat of the Huqiang School Weifu, there are many villages and forts specially set up on its periphery, which are used for early warning.

As long as there are more than a certain number of teams and enter a certain range around Pingxiang, they will be targeted by these villages and Wubao.

If the team cannot prove their identity in time, the combat readiness system will start.

This is also a way to hide soldiers from the people.

Sure enough, not long after, the front of the team slowed down, and then Feng Yong saw a group of cavalry of about ten people beside the official road turning around and running towards Pingxiang again.

They should be preparing to come to interrogate, just in time to see the team raised the flag, after contacting the team's leading officer, they are now going back to Pingxiang to report.

Feng Yong looked at their backs going away, and nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

Because this is exactly the area where the official alert has entered, it should be that the alert has already been activated.

Zhang Xingyi stuck to Feng Yong's side, followed his gaze, and naturally saw that scene.

She couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Why have I walked so many times before, but I haven't seen such a thing?"

What's even weirder is why you don't even know about this when you are in charge of the secretariat?

She looked at Feng Yong with inquiring eyes.

"Cough, this is related to the city defense military, specifically Sanniang is in charge..."

Feng Junhou's eyes flickered.

Zhang Xingyi sneered, and then kicked him bitterly: "Civil!"

Feng Junhou said "Ouch" and was kicked out of the car.

Then he got on his horse in a very numb manner: "Speed forward!"

"Your Majesty ordered, speed up!"

"Accelerate!"

The whole team began to trot.

It's the students who are struggling to follow at the end. They are not as experienced as these guards, and they are not from the military.

This one was unguarded, without even a preparation, and the team scattered all of a sudden.

"Quick, quick! Accelerate urgently."

Zhang Yuan hastened to form a team, and at the same time secretly complained:

"The head of the mountain also said that he performed well and has passed the assessment. I didn't expect this trick..."

He is not afraid, but these students who come out of the school are a little bit overwhelmed.

Feng Guan, who was favored, got the exact location of Feng Junhou, calculated the time correctly, held a child in one hand, and stood at the gate of the school captain's mansion, waiting for his family Alang to return.

The majestic Feng Junhou who was riding on the horse, when he saw the two pink and jade-carved little people at the gate of the mansion, he rolled off the horse and ran towards him:

"My little baby, you miss me so much!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands to hug her children.

Ah Chong watched the tall man rushing towards him, and felt that it was not safe to stand at the feet of his mother, so he subconsciously wanted to hide behind.

Shuangshuang looked at Feng Junhou vigilantly, then suddenly yelled "Hey, hey", stretched out her short legs, and kicked a few times to prevent Feng Yong from approaching her.

"It's over!"

Feng Junhou slapped his thigh, and said to his Xijun, "Let me just say it. After leaving, the child will no longer recognize me."

Guan Ji pursed her lips into a smile, pulled Ah Chong out, and lifted Shuangshuang again, so that her short legs stood on tiptoe, and she couldn't kick it out again.

"Achong, Shuangshuang, call your lord."

Ah Chong looked up at his grandmother, then at Feng Yong, and then at the door of his own house behind him, without saying a word.

Shuangshuang was straightforward, pointing to the captain's mansion behind him, and said in a childlike voice:

"My lord is inside..."

Damn it!

Feng Junhou's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he stared at Guan Ji tremblingly.

You mother-in-law, how long have I been away, how dare you... how dare you? !

Love is a light...

Guan Ji heard Shuangshuang's words, subconsciously wanted to laugh, and then forced herself to hold back, and seeing Feng Junhou's wonderful expression, she couldn't help it anymore, and let out a "puchi".

Are you so funny?

Still smiling?

If it wasn't for defeating you, believe it or not, I would draw my sword on the spot and splatter five steps of blood?

"We'll talk about it when we get back home."

Feng Junhou gritted his teeth, snorted, and stepped across the gate, but heard someone behind him say:

"Achong, Shuangshuang, do you still remember me? Come call little aunt..."

Hearing Zhang Xiaosi's voice, Feng Junhou's anger was extinguished by half.

Guan Ji narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw Zhang Xingyi getting off the car.

The former young lady of the Zhang family was already known as a beautiful woman.

Now it's only been more than three months, and it's even more amazing than before.

The face is radiant, and there is no trace of fatigue from the journey at all.

"First, let's go back to the mansion first, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Feng Junhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said dryly.

"Okay, okay, let's go, come on, sister, let me hug Achong, I almost want to kill them."

Zhang Xingyi didn't seem to notice the faint murderous look in Guan Ji's eyes, and walked inside holding Ah Chong.

At this time, Feng Junhou was even more sensitive than the woman who solved the case. He only felt that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Careless, careless!

A group of people stepped into the backyard, and both of them suddenly pointed to a big stone at the door and shouted: "My lord."

Feng Yong looked at Guan Ji in astonishment.

Guan Ji smiled faintly: "My concubine is afraid that the children will forget how the adults call them, so I let them shout at the stone every day, but I have never thought about it, but I am used to it."

"Puchi...haha..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xingyi staggered from laughter on the spot, almost throwing Ah Chong in his arms to the ground.

"Be careful!"

Feng Yong hurried up and took Ah Chong.

Then he said to Guan Ji with a dry smile: "It's good, it's good, at least I haven't forgotten what the adults call it..."

"Ah Lang is making fun of my concubine."

Guan Ji smiled softly.

It was night, and Feng Junhou could not have a moment of peace.

The next morning, Amei came in with the washing utensils to serve, but she saw Feng Junhou sitting by the couch, his eyes were dull, his complexion was blue, and his eye circles were black, like a living dead whose soul had been sucked out.

(end of this chapter)

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