Farmer of Shu Han

"It's not entirely true." Feng Yong sighed again, thinking that I have too many worries, "I just thought that some time ago, I was granted a piece of land with the grace of the court, but it was a bit far away from here. The mansion There is no one to watch, so I feel restless."

"This is a trouble for the prosperity of the family! It's a good thing that others can't ask for!" Old man Li laughed, "But I don't know where it is?"

"It's about ten miles away from here. I heard that most of them belong to the He family."

Old man Li thought thoughtfully: "It turned out to be the He family. A few days ago, I heard that a branch of the He family was doing grain business in Jincheng. Because it violated the court law, the front door was closed first, and later even the land at home was confiscated." No one is old or young, but I never thought that Feng Langjun would take over this land."

I rely on!

So, this place is pretty unlucky? And this matter seems to have something to do with me! I thought the matter of "smart words and charming Feng Langjun" was over long ago, but I didn't expect that the aftermath is still unresolved.

If what the old man Li said is true, then I will really take over Xinzhuangzi in the future, so he won't be thrown a lot of shit by that surname, right? Feng Tubie couldn't help feeling deeply worried.

"Isn't there a young gentleman over there looking for Feng Langjun? Feng Langjun is busy with personnel, so I won't bother you much." Old man Li saw Zhao Guang coming from behind, and said goodbye tactfully.

"Brother is here so it's easy for younger brother to find." After Zhao Guang came over, he looked at the rice field in front of him and marveled, "No wonder brother dared to bet with aunt at that time, so he still has such a trick in his hands."

"What do you want from me?"

"Oh, it was Li Wenxuan who came, and the people in the mansion couldn't find my elder brother, so my younger brother volunteered to come out to find his elder brother."

Feng Yong is so annoyed by anyone who sees the old demon Zhuge, including this thick-skinned guy in front of him.

You said I just want to earn a little money and spend it? I also kindly ran to tell you that labor is the most important form of productivity and should not be wasted, and then you just said to me: It’s very good, don’t waste that labor!

What a husky!

Even if you squeeze the wool, you can't just stare at a sheep and squeeze it desperately! As the prime minister of a country, you are busy with state affairs, and I am a little bitch, how can you still stare at me? Sure enough, you were exhausted to death for no reason.

Unexpectedly, this time Feng Yong really blamed the old monster Zhuge by mistake. After returning to the mansion, he found out that Li Yi came to apologize - he ordered the goods and paid the deposit, but the seller suddenly said that the goods were out of stock. If you don't apologize, you can't justify it.

After expressing the seller's apology, Li Yi tactfully asked if he could not cancel the order. He could use other things to buy the thousand-character text that was used as a deposit, such as silk, silk, and copper coins. Nor is it non-negotiable.

But the point is that Feng Yong just wants someone! Feng Tubie said that with people, the money will go far, right?

"Is Dudu Li still fighting every day?" Feng Yong did not answer Li Yi's request directly, but instead asked a seemingly irrelevant question thoughtfully.

"Thank you Feng Langjun for your concern. My lord, things are better now than when the rebellion first started. Those bureaucrats see that the pass is unbreakable, and most of them have already turned south."

"Are there many casualties? I mean our army...ah, are there many casualties in my army?"

Li Yi was a little surprised why Feng Langjun in front of him suddenly asked about important national affairs, but after all, he was asking about matters related to his own adults, so he had to answer patiently: "The Liao people are fierce. When the chaos first broke out, the defenders Mostly because they were caught off guard, there were more casualties. Later, when the defenders entered the pass to defend the city, most of the Liao people had no iron weapons, let alone siege equipment, so the casualties were less.”

"What about the casualties?" Feng Yong rubbed his hands, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "If the wounded soldiers recover, they can naturally return to the battlefield. manage?"

"What else can I do if I take off my armor and return to my hometown?" Li Yi felt that the problem of this person in front of him became more and more strange.

"The Nanzhong rebellion, there must be some people who can't return home?"

Li Yi pondered for a while, then shook his head, "I really haven't thought about it. As long as the sergeant who disarms and returns home is given a pension, he will be allowed to go back on his own. Why bother?"

Although he didn't want to say it, Feng Yong still cursed in his heart, in troubled times, human lives are worthless, and those who bleed and lose their arms and legs for the country, finally got such a small amount of money and just gave it away?

well! This world is still too cold, let me give it some warmth! Since those meat eaters don't care about the silent unsung heroes, let me do my little bit. Feng Yong let out a long sigh, almost moving himself.

Only those who have been in the army know the importance of veterans.

For example, a recruit who is shooting live ammunition for the first time, even though he has aimed at the target with an empty gun in the early stage, but without sufficient preparation, someone takes an automatic rifle and turns on the burst safety, "click" They shot into the sky a few steps in front of them. Every one of the hundred recruits would have trembling legs, a third of them would have weak legs and could not walk, and a few of them would cry and call their mother, In the end, there will be one or two who will pee their pants.

This is really not a joke, Feng Yong encountered it back then.

As for veterans, even if you throw them in the trenches of the shooting range and let the bullets "swish" over their heads, they can still squat there to fart and chat and smoke.

As for the veterans who survived the battlefield, that is a priceless treasure!

However, in this era, human life is as cheap as earth, and the heads of Guizhou can't even be called ordinary people. In the eyes of relevant people, wounded and disabled veterans are useless waste that will only waste food. Just fight to the death on the battlefield and pull it down, lest you go back to the village and cause disaster!

"Li Lang-jun also knows that the Feng family was able to reward this Zhuangzi thanks to the kindness of the late emperor. Most of the people in the village are women and children, and these years have not been peaceful. Therefore, as the head of the Feng family, I have been looking for some guards for this Zhuangzi. In order to avoid having to hold hands when encountering thieves. Who knows that these days, it is hard to find a strong man! Since Li Langjun has veterans who have left the battlefield, I wonder if I can help someone find some innocent and honest people. Be a nursing home? Don't worry, I will never treat them badly, and they will have a monthly salary. If it is the best for the family and the family, the village has its own fields for them to cultivate. If this is done by Li Langjun, That thousand-character text is a thank you gift from someone."

Li Yi was surprised and said: "Could Feng Langjun be joking? Some veterans, why should Feng Langjun be so serious about it?"

Feng Yong pretended to be displeased and said, "Mr. Li looks like I'm joking?"

The word veteran is still a neutral word at this time. In the dynasty that looked down on warriors, veterans became bandits and soldiers, and their faces had to be printed.