Nagato has a thin waist

The gate of Changmenzhuang is just ahead, and a messenger is bending down to tie up his horse.

Feng Yun couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"princess."

When the guard shouted, the messenger heard the sound, looked up, quickly put the horse rope on the hitching post, turned back to Feng Yun and cupped his fists.

"The villain is here to deliver a message on the orders of the Governor."

Feng Yun suppressed his emotions and smiled lightly.

"Whose letter?"

The messenger handed it over with both hands, "It came from the northwest and traveled to Andu. The governor sent a villain to deliver it at night."

A letter from the far northwestern desert requires many horses and manpower to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach Andu County and the Governor's Mansion...

He Qia knew that Feng Yun was waiting, so he left the official document and sent over the private message from the king to the princess without delaying for a moment.

The messenger couldn't bear the excitement. Looking at the princess's calm face, he said excitedly, as if he was afraid that she didn't know.

"News has also come from Xijing, saying that the king has returned to the court and will arrive in Xijing soon."

Feng Yun thanked him, took the letter and gave instructions to Xiao Man.

"Please send me brother in to have some tea and rest for a while."

The visitor grinned and said, "Thank you, Princess, and I won't sit down anymore. I'm in a hurry to go back and deliver my errands. The governor has been busy going to the village these days, and I've been running around with him all day long, so I just want to go back and take a nap as soon as possible." Sleeping soundly..."

Feng Yun said: "How is the locust plague in Liujia Village?"

The messenger smiled and said: "The princess's method worked well. The governor found more than ten duck farms and duck owners in Xinyi and Andu, and asked the duck shepherds to drive the ducks to Liujia Village. In the past few days, they said that the ducks They’ve gained a lot of weight.”

Feng Yun smiled and said, "That's good."

The police officer's brows drooped again.

"However, the disaster situation in Liujia Village has just been suppressed, and several villages in Yupu County are showing symptoms. We, the governor, have been looking for ducks all day long these days, and we are exhausted."

Feng Yun chuckled.

He signaled Xiaoman to put a few big bucks in his pocket and give it to the policeman.

"Then let's go, big brother, and give me a message to the governor. Just say thank you for his kindness. If anything happens to the locust plague, please come and report it immediately."

The policeman collected the money with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Princess. I will definitely come to deliver the message. I like visiting Huaxi Village the most."

The princess always looks kind and cheerful, and she also offers reward money. Who doesn’t like it?

Feng Yun watched the messengers leave on horseback and suddenly changed directions.

She didn't go in, but walked towards the farm tool shop.

Xiaoman wondered: "It's so late, the farm tool shop has finished work, what are you going to do?"

Feng Yun said: "Look at my duck."

Xiao Man watched her put the letter into her arms and was speechless for a moment.

The king's letter came, but the lady was not in a hurry to read the general's letter, but went to see the duck?

If it were her, she would go crazy with anxiety...

However, no one would write to her.

The person she was worried about was the one who really didn't even say a word.

During the days when there was no news from Pei Madang, Xiao Man actually kept thinking about whether the left guard was also killed in battle...

until now.

She didn't know if Zuo Zhong was alive.

-

The farm tools workshop was originally built on a wasteland covered with weeds and thorns. After the workshop opened, residential buildings began to be built next to it for the craftsmen to eat, live and rest.

There was no fertile farmland behind the farm tool shop. Later, Feng Yun built a pig pen here and raised some chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and the manure was used as fertilizer.

However, the number of ducks was not that large originally. Due to the recent locust plague, batches of fluffy ducklings officially moved into Huaxi Village.

Not only did Nagato raise more ducks, but other farmers also followed suit and followed the example of Mrs. Romasa, raising ducks to death.

The little duck grew up very quickly and was very cute. Feng Yun played with it happily for a while, looked around the environment of the farm, and gave some instructions to the guards before leaving, and then went to the garment workshop.

Talk to Kong Yun'e, watch the Hengyang Treasure Presentation, and play with six kittens.

She is very relaxed.

Xiaoman couldn't understand her.

At this point, if you don't go back and read the letter, what are you doing wandering around?

Escape?

Don't you care if the general comes back?

Or are you angry that the general wants to return to Xijing first?

After wandering outside for about an hour, Feng Yun finally returned to Zhuangzi.

After bathing and dressing, and sending Xiao Man and the other maids out, she sat down, lit the oil lamp, and opened the letter.

Just a few words on the envelope.

"Yunniang personally initiated it."

Feng Yun snorted from the wings of his nose, neither soft nor serious.

There was no emotion on her face, and she opened the letter very slowly. She used scissors to cut the seal flat little by little, as if she was tasting a carefully cooked delicacy, just enjoying the process of opening the letter...

"I am aware of what happened in Xijing. Yun Niang should protect herself and don't think about it until I return to court."

He added: "The return date is around mid-June."

At the end of the letter, as if he wanted to write something, he dripped ink and blackened the handwriting, leaving a blank space in the end, which attracts people's imagination.

What on earth did he want to say, and he controlled his hand again?

Feng Yun smiled.

At the moment, the temperature is just right.

Leaning in front of the window, reading letters under the lamp...

Just a few lines of words, read them countless times, and then put them in a small box in a drawer.

There are letters inside.

There were many people Ao Qi brought back from his previous trip to Bingzhou.

There are also Pei Ran's paintings, with only a few strokes.

This time Ao Qi was ordered to go to the northwest, it was very different.

That time when he went to Bingzhou, he couldn't wait to write her a letter one day telling her how he was doing.

This time I left without any letter or news.

He grew up and got a wife...

Just as she had thought before, the fantasies of her youth would eventually become a thing of the past, gradually dissipating without leaving any trace...

Feng Yun smiled lazily, opened the closed box, and took out the letter written by Ao Qi. She originally wanted to burn it, but put the trustworthy paper on the flames. Before it was ignited, she took it back.

An innocent heart is worth preserving.

Leave it alone.

She stuffed it back, bent down and touched Ao Zai's head.

"Are you tired of not letting you go up the mountain these days? Will I take you up the mountain tomorrow?"

Ao Zai seemed to really understand people's words, his big head was rubbing in her palm, and his face showed happiness visible to the naked eye.

In the following days, Feng Yun was busy every day.

Things in Zhuangzi, business matters, occasionally taking Yuan Shangyi around to learn about people's livelihood.

But there is one thing, she never takes Yuan Sangyi to the mine.

Every time she went to the mine, it was Ao Zai.

The Xiaojieqiu mine started construction in March. So far, only the shallow graphite layer has been mined, and underground mining has not yet started.

For two months, preliminary works were being done on the mountain.

The rock layer is stripped, the well is dug for ventilation, wooden piles are driven, stone pillars are installed, and the shaft and tunnel are supported to ensure the safety of mining and smooth transportation in the later period.

There are several rows of simple stone and wooden houses built on the mine, where the workers live.

Seeing Feng Yun coming over, everyone seemed to be very happy.

It's already very hot below the mountain, but very cool on the mountain.

But the life here is poor. Except for my brothers, no one is around. You can imagine how restless I feel when I see a beauty like Feng Yun...

Feng Yun did not come empty-handed today.

There were clothing workshops that made summer clothes and food, and wages were sent to them. They even brought Shuanglu, Chuiwan and Cuju for their entertainment.

"The mine is on schedule these days, thank you to everyone for your hard work. After the underground mining, everyone can take turns to take a bath and go to Andu City with the money to play."

Everyone was stunned.

People in the mines are divided into two categories.

One is the tribe sent by Feng Yun, and then there are the first few who asked Xing Dalang to register their names.

They all served as bosses and minor managers.

Most of the remaining people were "transferred" from He Qia, refugees and suspects who had nowhere to resettle.

The young refugees went up to the mountains, and those with families were placed in the villages at the foot of the mountains to work. Their children could even go to the villages to study.

Feng Yun didn't treat the suspects differently, because most of the people He Xia selected were homeless, hungry, grabbing some food and clothing, and had no record of hurting anyone...

Regardless of whether they were refugees or suspects, when they came to the mine, they all knew that they would work as coolies, but they never thought that Nagato would pay them if they were well-fed and well-fed in the mine, which was more profitable than carrying goods on the dock. many……

That's all.

There is actually Xiu Mu?

Aren’t those only the tribes and leaders in Zhuangzi?

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

Feng Yun smiled and said: "But there is one thing you must remember. Whether you are on the mountain or going down the mountain to the city, you must abide by my Nagato's sign. Those who do not abide by the rules will only be caught once. There will be no room for it.”

Only then did everyone believe that what she said was true.

There was a cheer.

"yes!"

Then came the yelling.

"We are willing to sacrifice our lives for my wife!"

"We also want to make a girl's song!"

Feng Yun smiled slightly.

"Get your clothes and go eat."

She didn't answer directly.

Although, when she recruited these people to work in the mine, she had her heart set on expanding Nagato's army...

But this cannot be rushed.

One is to slowly examine character.

Second, it should not be too ostentatious and attract people's taboo.

He Qia had already reminded her in a subtle way last time.

No one cares how many people are working under his hands. If she has too many weapons, even if she is just trying to protect herself, it will attract the attention and wariness of the court...

Pei Ran is coming back.

She could hide it from others, but she couldn't hide it from him.

So, be careful.

-

With the arrival of June, maybe the weather was too hot and there were so many things to worry about, her heart gradually became restless.

When she came back from the mountains that day, she took a bath and went to bed early.

Walking around in the mine, she felt tired, and the warm night breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, which seemed to have a kind of intoxicating power. She gradually fell into a dream, and inadvertently, she had a beautiful spring dream...

This dream is too real.

Lively and fragrant.

She clearly felt the two burning lips, roaming around her body without any obstruction, and the unbearable, rapid breathing, so familiar that it seemed as if he wanted to pull her heart out of her chest, and let him take away her soul...

"Well" she tightened her jaw, raised her head, squinted her eyes and let out a low hum from her throat.

"General..."

"Yeah." The man in the dream responded to her.

The voice was hushed and full of emotion.

The strong arms crossed her narrow waist and hugged her tightly. The fingertips were so strong that they seemed to sink into her round skin...

The familiar feeling made her body tremble.

She even doubted that this was a dream.

But it's almost June now, and Pei Madang is still in the northwest. What is it if it's not a dream?