Farmer of Shu Han

Between countries, there are no eternal interests, and there are no eternal friends.

In this barbaric age, might is justice.

A mouth full of benevolence, righteousness and morality cannot be exchanged for the dignity of a big man.

Only the cold blade and brave soldiers can guarantee the status of the big man.

Feng Yong understood this truth very well.

The bald man may not be able to sum up this truth, but the law of the jungle is always prey on the grassland, so he also understands that whoever has the biggest fist can be the boss.

"what is that?"

Under the spring sun, a piece of white snow reflects the dazzling light, walking forward with heavy and neat steps.

"The most famous battalion under Junhou, the Modao Squad."

Bu Qu explained, "This is the most outstanding soldier in the hands of the lord. Even if the cavalry encounters them, they dare not beat them lightly, otherwise, they will be destroyed."

As soon as the words fell, I saw two cavalry troops spreading out from the wings of the Modao team, protecting the Modao team in the middle like arms.

The bald-haired Tianli stared blankly, not saying anything else, even if the elite cavalry from his own clan met the cavalry in Feng Langjun's hands, there would be no good fruit to eat.

Not to mention the unstoppable Modao team.

In a trance, I just felt that someone suddenly patted my shoulder, and at the same time Feng Langjun's voice sounded in my ear: "You are bald, what are you thinking here?"

When the bald man heard this voice, he subconsciously became agitated.

He turned around, only to realize that at some point, Feng Langjun was already standing beside him.

I saw that although Feng Langjun was not wearing heavy armor, he was wearing tight clothes with narrow sleeves and a layer of leather armor on the outside.

Not far behind him, there were several generals waiting to stand, all wearing helmets and iron armor.

One person in particular was holding a long horse lance in his hand, but he didn't look like a Han Chinese.

"It turned out to be Feng Langjun," the bald-haired Tianli stammered, "I just saw Feng Langjun's sergeant Piaoyong, which made people shaken. I didn't notice Feng Langjun's arrival for a while."

Feng Yong laughed and put his arms around his shoulders: "It's just a review on weekdays. Let's see if these boys have been lazy this winter."

Seeing Feng Yong's nonchalant tone, the bald man couldn't help shaking his body slightly, and couldn't help asking tentatively: "The tiger and wolf division under the command of the Lord is rare in the world."

"Don't say it's Cao thief, even among the big men, it's rare to see it, right?"

Feng Yong glanced at him and said meaningfully: "This is too much! Last year in the battle of Pingxiang, the tiger and wolf division in your eyes did not contribute."

"The tiger infantry trained by the prime minister himself is far more powerful than my boys."

The bald man stood upright when he heard this, and his expression changed again.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Yesterday you came here and patronized drinking, but you didn't treat you well. It just so happens that today I want to entertain all the generals in the army."

"Why don't you follow suit? Let me introduce you to the generals in the army."

Feng Yong walked out of the camp with his arms in his arms, and said at the same time.

The bald-haired Tianli couldn't react, and followed Feng Yong back to the city in a daze.

During the banquet, Feng Yongzhu sat, bald-haired Li Ke sat, Ju Fu, Gongsun Zheng, Wen Shi, Liu Hun, and Huo Yi all sat in order.

Zhang Yi didn't come because Pingxiang needed someone to guard him.

Moreover, the pacification of Qianghu in Longxi this time was not considered a major event. Huo Yi had been studying with Zhang Ni for the past few months, and this time it happened to let him come over for an internship.

As for the ones at the bottom, there are some Qianghu tribe chiefs in Longyou.

When Bald Tianli learned that Liu Hun was from a Hu family, not only was he able to sit on an equal footing with the generals, but he was also valued by Feng Yong, his eyes couldn't stop revealing a look of astonishment.

"General Liu counts, but he is a person who has been named a marquis."

Feng Yong saw what the bald man was thinking, and explained: "A few days ago, because of his great achievements, the imperial court named him Marquis of Guannei."

When Liu Hun heard this, he got up quickly: "This is because Meng Junhou will not give up."

Feng Yong waved his hand, "During the banquet, there is no need to be so polite, just sit down."

Then he raised his ear cup: "This cup is to wish us a victory, to break the siege of Di Dao as soon as possible, and to break the Han and Qiang Hus!"

"Drink wins!"

Feng Yong drank honey wine, but Ju Fu, Liu Hun, and Huo Yi, who were training soldiers in winter, preferred to drink strong wine.

Not to mention those Qianghu leaders.

After drinking for three rounds, there was a sound of music, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a burst of air-conditioning poured in with rouge and powder.

I can only hear Yingying Yanyan talking softly.

Feng Yong smiled and said: "There is no color in wine, I'm afraid everyone will not drink to their heart's content. These girls are all beauties presented by the princes of various clans when I went to inspect Hanyang County last year."

As he said that, he ordered two of the outstanding ones, "Go, pour wine for the chief Shaojun of the bald department."

The two women pursed their lips and smiled, first winking at the bald-haired Tianli, and then sat down next to the bald-haired Tianli.

One person poured the wine, and the other lifted the glass to the bald head's mouth.

"Master Shao, please drink."

Although Chinese is half-baked, it is better than being charming enough.

Bald and bald, he felt that both of them were extremely fragrant, which made people feel a little swayed.

What's more, the clothes on the two of them were actually fine fleece sweaters. When they leaned up, their bald hair stood on end and they felt very warm when the backs of their hands touched the fluff.

"How can Ji Ji wear such clothes?"

The bald-haired Tianli couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Ji Ji felt the bald-haired stare, and giggled.

Although they are the young masters of the clan, compared to these two bearded girls in high-end clothes, the women in the clan are really heaven and earth.

He looked at everyone present, and saw that there was a woman pouring wine beside the Qianghu leaders, but there was no one around Feng Yong and the Han generals.

Even Liu Hun, who was born in a barbarian, was doing it for himself, he seemed to like the things in the cup very much, but he was not interested in beauty.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the Hu girl who had persuaded him to drink just now said half coquettishly and half reproachfully, "Young Lord doesn't drink for long, is it because you think concubines can't persuade you to drink?"

Feeling Meiji whispering softly in his ear, the bald-haired Tianli finally couldn't help opening his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yong smiled slightly, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

After the banquet was over, the two girls returned to the room holding their bald hair.

Hot water was already prepared in the house, and the two women helped him take a bath.

Looking at the clothes dropped by the bucket, the bald-haired Tianli, who had some drunken eyes, finally couldn't help picking them up and rubbing them carefully.

"It's really wrong for you to throw such precious clothes on the ground like this!"

The feeling at the banquet was unreal, and when I got it in my hand, I felt that the clothes were really rare, and my bald-haired eyes lit up.

"Oh, A Lang, what is this? We sisters, which one doesn't have a few good clothes? They are all rewarded by Feng Junhou!"

The tub was steaming with mist, and the jade arm came around, "Junhou also said that there will be different clothes in all seasons of the year. Last autumn and winter, there were no less than ten pieces of high-quality clothes!"

"As long as we do well, the family and the clan will also benefit."

Hu Nu said without shyness.

When the bald man heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "What's the benefit?"

"There are many benefits. If there is a shortage of food in the clan, the lord will arrange relief, so that the clan will not starve to death."

"As long as the clan hand in the useless wool, it can be exchanged for a lot of thick wool every year."

"Your Majesty also said that when the time comes, he will send someone over to teach the clan how to farm the land, and teach us how to raise cattle and sheep in one place, so that we don't have to go around looking for water and grass."

"As long as the clan settles down, it will be convenient for the lord to send medical workers over to see the doctor..."

Hearing the woman's narration, the bald-haired Tianli was even more shocked: "Is this true?"

"I can't be fake! A few years ago, there was an adult from a tribe named Mu Wuzhe, but now he changed his Chinese name to Duanmuzhe. He led the tribe to seek refuge with Feng Langjun, and now all the tribe members have turned into Han Chinese."

"Now he is Feng Langjun's most trusted person. I heard that he can drink three bowls of tea a day. Even the adults in our clan are very envious!"

"The last time someone saw him, he bought a hundred sheep just for the clothes he was wearing."

...

When the bald man heard this, he couldn't help asking: "As long as you attach yourself to Feng Langjun, can you get so many benefits?"

"Then Duanmuzhe took the lead, and that's why he got such benefits. Which tribe in Longyou doesn't want to be attached to Feng Langjun?"

Hu Nu said with some regret, "Now only the tribes that send troops to follow Feng Langjun and make contributions can be treated like Han people."

"Otherwise, we can only farm and graze according to Feng Langjun's arrangement. We have to hand in a lot of things every year, but it's much better than before, so we won't starve to death or freeze to death."

The bald-haired Tian Li raised his eyebrows, thinking about being brave and good at fighting, you Qiang Hu can compare to our Xianbei?

"Is there any tribe that is unwilling to send troops?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't get it!" Hu Nu shook her head and said, "Just like this time, when Feng Langjun issued a call-up order, which tribe doesn't want to follow?"

"But Feng Langjun doesn't want to be a warrior who is good at fighting, and he also specially sent Han people down to select them. He doesn't come here just because he wants to."

Hearing this, the bald man suddenly felt a little stressed: From what it sounds like, it seems that the Qiang Hus in Longyou all want to make meritorious service from Feng Langjun.

Together with extravagant desires, when baldness rises, some people worry about gains and losses.

Compared with the tens of thousands of Qiang Hu in Longyou, the four thousand cavalry troops of my own tribe, I don't know if they can gain the upper hand?

"Little lady, can I go in?"

Zhao Guang stood at the door poking his head, and quietly asked the maid with a knife guarding the door.

Guan Ji, who was leaning on the soft sofa with her slightly protruding belly, closed her eyes and had excellent hearing, heard this, and said, "Let him in."

Only then did the maidservant with the knife make a gesture of invitation.

Zhao Guang walked in lightly, with a smile on his face: "My little brother has met my sister."

Guan Ji didn't even open her eyes: "Why haven't you returned to Sichuan yet, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Guangqi said: "Sister, when I passed through Jicheng, I was beaten up by the adults and kicked out the younger brother. The adults told the younger brother to go away, saying that there is no such son as the younger brother..."

Guan Ji sneered, and finally opened her eyes: "What? Old General Zhao hit you wrong?"

The bruise on Zhao Guang's face was not gone, and there was a small wound at the corner of his eye. It seemed that the beating was not light.

"No, no, this is what my brother deserves." Zhao Guang was about to cry, "Sister, it's just that this time, my brother really has no face to go back to Sichuan."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Guan Ji said calmly.

Zhao Guang saw Amei squatting at Guan Ji's feet, gently rubbing Guan Ji's legs, and immediately trotted over, wanting to help.

Then she was kicked away by Guan Ji, "Are you dying? Say, what are you looking for me for?"

Zhao Guang shrugged and got up, "Sister, I came here this time to ask my sister for a favor, can I have a message for my brother..."

"No!" Guan Ji rebuffed straight away, "Your elder brother has already arranged for you to go back to Shuzhong to rest for a while. Besides, you are not too young, so you just took advantage of this opportunity to get married."

Zhao Guang was startled, "Married? What kind of marriage?"

Guan Ji glanced at this ignorant guy, and said angrily: "I don't like that barbarian girl from the Huang family, but since you love her, why don't you take this opportunity to marry her?"

When Zhao Guang heard this, his face turned red, and he said hesitantly, "Little brother, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Afraid that she will beat you?" Guan Ji sneered again, and looked him up and down, "That's right, you can't beat her since you were young."

"Sister Huang's family doesn't know how to beat younger brothers."

Zhao Guang was not happy to hear this.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Guang bowed his head and remained silent.

During the Northern Expedition last year, the elder sister of the Huang family encouraged herself to make great achievements.

Who would have thought that now that the meritorious deeds were not established, but he was dismissed, how could he have the face to meet her?

"You have to think about it, the barbarian girl of the Huang family is not young anymore. She has been raising her body in Jincheng for the past two years, and she should be almost nursed by now."

"If you want to marry her, you should do so as soon as possible, otherwise you can procrastinate, but others cannot procrastinate."

"When she becomes an old aunt in a few years, no matter how good she is, if she wants to have a child, the risk will be greater. And if you don't marry, maybe General Wei will arrange for her to marry someone else..."

Hearing this, Zhao Guang interrupted Guan Ji: "Sister Huang's family won't marry someone else..."

Guan Ji let out a heck, and simply closed her eyes again and ignored him.

Anyway, it's not up to me to take care of this matter, Mr. Zhao Ma probably made the arrangements long ago, and it's just waiting for Zhao Guang to go back. I'm afraid it's not up to him to decide whether they get married or not.

It's just a temporary demotion, and it's amazing to be able to return to the army after a year or so.

Just seeing this guy dying, those who didn't know thought he was deposed as a commoner and would never be used again.

If it wasn't for her being pregnant, she must not get angry, and if she didn't, she would beat him up again.

Zhao Guang approached with a cheeky face, and said with a smile: "Sister, if my elder brother is not around when I get married, what's the point?"

"Why don't you let me also go to Longxi to see if I can do anything for elder brother? After elder brother's business is over, there may be a chance to participate in my marriage."

"What nonsense?" Guan Ji was immediately annoyed when she heard this, "Accident happened to you, so you don't obediently go back to Sichuan and go to your brother again, do you want to drag him down?"

The court seems peaceful, but who knows what will happen?

A Lang tried his best to stay away from the court at this time, just to avoid getting involved in things.

"If you get involved in this matter, just stay with me honestly. If you dare to go to Longxi, even if I try to offend Old General Zhao, I will break your leg!"

At the end of Guan Ji's speech, she became very serious.

Zhao Guang murmured for a while, and dared not speak any more.

Seeing his appearance, Guan Ji finally felt a little soft-hearted: "Besides, your elder brother is the captain of Qiang Hu, how can he walk away?"

She sighed, "Didn't I tell you earlier, and this time it's not all your fault, after the limelight passes, Alang will help you find another solution."

Zhao Guang's face collapsed when he heard this, and he muttered, "But those people in Sichuan don't know, they only know that Yueshi City was lost from me."

Zhao Jiaerlang, who has always been in high spirits, recalled returning to Shuzhong to face the eyes of others, and felt that the bright spring scenery had become gloomy.

"Zhao Jia Erlang, the number two member of the Xinghan Club after being called a living hero, since when did he need to act according to other people's faces?"

Guan Ji gave a "bah" sound, "Get lost!"

PS: I have a bad cold, my head is dizzy, it feels like I have been hung with a shot put, heavy and uncomfortable.