Royal Road

"The corpses in the courtyard belonged to Wang Hu and Wang Leopard?" Liang Feng frowned when he heard the report from the servant below.

Neither Tian Chang nor Wang's brothers, Liang Feng had any murderous intentions, and those guilt did not constitute a capital crime in his eyes. However, he forgot that this is not a society ruled by law after more than a thousand years, but the Western Jin Dynasty where the courtiers can usurp the throne and the princes can control the government. In this era of the collapse of rituals and music, a small "non-confidential" heart can also cause such terrible trouble.

What's worse is that I'm too negligent around me. In the beginning, there was no habit of being served by people. In addition to the shortage of staff in Liang Mansion, he had already abolished the number of servants in the inner court several times. As a result, security measures that are riddled with loopholes have given the unruly people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

It seems that my previous thoughts are still a bit naive. Liang Feng sighed lightly and ordered: "Drag the corpse out and bury it."

It stands to reason that for this kind of evil servant, whip the corpse and hang the head is not excessive, but now the weather is getting hot, and the epidemic prevention is more important than the illusory deterrent.

Lu Zhu also slowed down at this time. Not only did he wipe his face clean, he also changed into a new dress. With an expression of wishing to drag people away, he persuaded: "Lord, you should take a shower! Doctor Jiang ordered you to rest soon. That's it!"

People who smelled of blood really felt uncomfortable, Liang Feng followed the kindness and said, "Go to the hot water..."

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Back in the camp, the soldiers greeted these soldiers were not only doctors who consulted, but also hot water that had just been heated. This was originally intended to be used for city defense, but now it is poured into a wooden barrel, allowing the blood-stained soldiers to clean their bodies. In addition, there are clean bandages and concentrated salt water, which are used for healing.

I was just instigated by the team. Seeing these thoughtful arrangements, the soldiers were naturally surprised and felt that they were following the right person. Yi Yan did not stay to take a bath, but got up and went to the side courtyard where Liang Feng lived temporarily. At the moment, a servant was arranged to stand guard at the gate of the courtyard, but no one would stop Yiyan. He strode to the door and pushed open the door.

A damp water vapor rushed towards the face, and the air was exuding a rich fragrance of petals and herbs. Behind the screen, there was a faint sound of water. Yi Yan's footsteps stopped immediately. He hadn't been freshened before, and his body was dusty and bloody. It seemed that just walking into the room made the air smelly.

However, Liang Feng had already heard the voice outside the door and asked: "Is it Yiyan? The part is back?"

"It's back to the camp." Yi Yan couldn't help taking a step forward and replied loudly.

Feeling a little weak from the hot water, Liang Fengqiang asked in a spirited manner: "How about the casualties?"

"Two people injured their legs, several people were chopped on their backs, and the others were minor injuries." Yi Yan replied. Of course, he didn't count himself.

Liang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, this was much better than expected. With Jiang Da, these minor injuries shouldn't be a problem, and they can finally keep these precious arms.

"What about the enemy? How many died?" he asked again.

"Kill more than seventy bandits and the enemy chief will give the leader."

Seventy people? This is more than half! Why is the casualty rate so high? Liang Feng asked, "Where are the others? Did they escape or surrender?"

After a pause, Yi Yan said coldly, "I only caught two live mouths, and the rest fled."

It's a little different from what you imagined, but in the first battle, there will always be some omissions. In the future, it seems that all matters must be organized into documents to facilitate implementation. Liang Feng nodded lightly: "It's pretty good to have this result. This time you have made a great contribution and ordered to go down. All the fields allocated to the soldiers will be exempted for three years."

Unexpectedly, Yi Yan simply refused this time: "This should be announced by the lord himself."

Oh? Did he remember to let himself be kind? Liang Feng couldn't help but smile. This kid is really not the stunned person he was at the beginning. It seems that the recent history books are not for nothing.

"Well, let's wait for two days. I will review the trilogy myself and give out rewards. By the way, where are the captured bandits? Have you asked about the origins of these bandits?"

"It's from Qingyangzhai! They were the ones who attacked the lord. Five days ago, this group of bandits arrested Tian Chang and was instigated by him before they came to attack Liang's Mansion. The Wanghu Wangbao brothers acted as the internal response."

Yi Yan had indeed "examined" those two survivors, and he knew that the Wang brothers had already died. However, in his opinion, simply dragging the people away and burying them will not be able to relieve the hatred. All these thieves should be hung up on the corpse, and the bones and ashes will be frustrated!

Unexpectedly, he had such a "relationship" with this group of bandits, Liang Feng suddenly became vigilant, and asked: "How many bandits are still on the mountain?"

"It is said that this time it was all dispatched, and there were only a few refugees left on the mountain."

"What? They also captured the refugees?!" With a splash of water, Liang Feng sat up, "Is there any more power in the trilogy? Can you take down the cottage?"

"Master!" Yi Yan couldn't help but frowned. "It's just some refugees, why bother to expend troops for them? What if the triumph is dispatched and someone attacks Liang Mansion again?"

Just suffered a big loss on Tian Chang, is it possible to fight hard for those lowly refugees? Yi Yan knew that his master was kind-hearted, but he never thought that this person would be so kind-hearted! If the trilogy is dispatched, what will the Liang House do? Who will guard his safety?

Behind the screen, Green Bamboo's exclaimed in a low voice: "Langjun, your hair has not been dried, so you can't go out like this."

However, she did not stop the figure. Wearing a robe and with wet hair, Liang Feng walked out of the screen, facing Yi Yan with a neat face: "It's not the truth. Qingyang Village must be wiped out. If it is left alone, it will not be long before it will resurrect. It's better to take advantage of their vitality. The big injuries are eradicated in one fell swoop! Those refugees are innocent people, and you can’t just watch them fall into the hands of thieves. If you want to stop good citizens from becoming thieves, you must give them a way out!"

Using family soldiers to save the refugees seemed to be a loss, but he could not sit back and watch the ordinary people trapped in the den of thieves. Not to mention that the escaped bandits are likely to return to the villa and force these refugees to follow the thieves. If the vagrants become vagrants, Qingyang Village will never disappear, and in front of them, there will be a mortal enemy who will never be able to kill. Moreover, the refugees are not all useless. Now the masters of the village are so thin that they are stretched no matter whether they are farming or training soldiers. It is better to gather some of the refugees and use these manpower in the most appropriate places. This meaning is much more important than simply repelling bandits.

Caught off guard, Yi Yan was nailed to the spot. The person in front of him did not dry his body, his robe was half open, revealing his fair skin, and there were bruises looming between his chest and abdomen. The damp hair was draped over the shoulders, black and soft, and a few strands got into the collar, dampening the thin coat. That person is beautiful, and the beauty is extremely beautiful, but it doesn't make people feel blasphemous. Only because of his sharp eyes and solemn expression. What moved him so much was the lives of human beings, the lives of innocent people.

As if his eyes were burned, Yi Yanfei quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, I will take down Qingyang Village for the lord."

"Let Aliang pick out some young men and go with you. The enemy’s village is no better than Liang’s mansion. You still have to be cautious. By the way, if there are refugees who don’t want to come, just let them go. Don’t use any means. Strong pressure." Liang Feng couldn't help but warned carefully again. Although Yiyan responded well to this encounter, the difficulty of attacking the camp and bringing in refugees is not low at all, and it is always right to ask more.

At this time, Luzhu had already chased out with a cloth towel: "Langjun, dry your hair to avoid wind!"

Only then did Liang Feng react. Yi Yan was still embarrassed just now. He couldn't help but said, "Yi Yan, you should also take a shower, and let Doctor Jiang deal with the wound. Don't be careless."

Either tetanus or bacterial infection can kill people. Injuries in this era are not a joke.

Yi Yan didn't say anything. After bowing his head again, he exited the door. Looking at the figure that was pulled by the green bamboo to the side of the couch and began to wipe the long hair, he took a deep breath and strode towards the barracks.

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Early the next morning, Yi Yan set out with troops. The lair of Qingyang Village is on the nearby Daqing Mountain, more than 20 miles away from Liang Mansion. No matter how ordinary soldiers have to walk for most of the day, but Liang Mansion’s soldiers have the habit of running long distances quickly. Such a distance is just like walking. .

In a fierce battle yesterday, although not many were injured, a few of them exerted too much force and injured their waist muscles. In addition, the Liang Mansion also needed to be guarded, so Yi Yan only took ten family soldiers, and twenty farms were accompanied by young people. Compared with the family soldiers who have seen blood and killed people, this group of young men is much inferior, and because of this, they dare not even dare to show off, and they are not half a point behind the family soldiers.

It only took an hour before the team drove to the bottom of Qingyang Village. Yi Yan didn't immediately call in troops to attack, but sent a sentry to check it out. After a while, the spies ran back excitedly: "The team is on track, no guards are found, and the village is quite quiet. Maybe the bandits have not yet gotten up!"

Yi Yan coldly looked at the soldiers who led the way around him. Shocked, the man hurriedly knelt down and said: "The general is forgiving, the little one didn't lie. Yesterday, there were so many people in the village. Even if they escaped, there won't be too many."

The battle yesterday really scared him out of his guts, and now there is absolutely one thing to say, and I dare not say anything. Those little bosses were basically dead in this person's hands. Even if they escaped back, they wouldn't be any powerful characters, and they didn't dare to resist the soldiers of the Liang Mansion!

Yi Yan turned back to his sight and rushed behind him and said, "Go up the mountain!"

The team of thirty people, no matter how concealed they are, they will make a lot of noise. However, they walked quickly, and the bandit guarding the gate had not yet reacted, and the team had already rushed to the gate of the cottage. Looking at the sentry upstairs in the corner, Yi Yan said coldly: "Sun Jiao!"

In response, Sun Jiao stepped forward, drawing a bow and an arrow. After just a few swishes, the panicked sentry was shot downstairs. Yi Yan waved his hand gently: "Crawl, go!"

A Jie man immediately led four or five people to the gate of the village. One squatted on the wall as a stepping foot, while the other dipped a short knife, stepping on the shoulder of his companion and quickly climbed up the wall. In the blink of an eye, two or three leaped into the village, and after a few miserable howls, the wooden door creaked and opened.

"attack!"

Following this command, the family soldiers had already picked up their spears and strode towards the gate of the village. The footsteps of the young man who followed were slightly scattered, but did not affect his momentum at all, just like a sharp knife piercing into the village.

At this moment, the only bandits left in the village have blown up their nests, and all those who fled back yesterday have seen the power of those spears. Screaming, kneeling begging for mercy, and running away over the wall. However, Yi Yan didn't show any mercy, and everything he passed was bloody. It only took less than a quarter of an hour, and there was no more bandit in the village who could breathe.

Yi Yan shook the spear in his hand, shook off the blood on the tip of the gun, turned around and asked, "Where are the refugees?"

The soldier was already trembling to stand on his feet, and he shivered and said: "New, the newly captured are all locked in the cowshed in the west. There are also more than a dozen well-raised farmers and women locked in the backyard. ."

Yi Yan didn't talk nonsense, and asked Sun Jiao and Ranglong to find them separately. With little effort, driven by the two captains, these people successively walked out of their prison cage and gathered on the square of the cottage.

Seeing those cringing, skinny refugees, Yi Yan frowned, and said loudly, "I will attack Qingyang Village by the lord's order! Now that all the thieves have been wiped out, you can follow me down the mountain and join my lord. Leave now!"

This group of captured refugees couldn't tell who came, except that the bandits caught fire, and saw the corpses all over the ground, their legs were already frightened. Suddenly found that this group of people did not seem to be bandits, all of them were a little startled. A bolder farmer asked, "Here, where is this general's lord?"

"Lord of the Liang Mansion, Shen Men Tinghou!" Yi Yan cast a sword-like gaze, and the farmer trembled in fright.

However, he was also taken abducted by mountain bandits to the mountain. Only by planting the land well, he could avoid participating in the plunder, which is a bit of a wink. Just looking at it for a moment, he found that the temperament of this group of strongmen was somewhat different from that of the mountain bandits. Not to mention the men holding the spears, even the young and strong behind them did not seem to be treacherous, but they were ruddy and neatly dressed.

Now that the world is so chaotic, fleeing famine is really bad luck. Instead of taking risks, it's better to vote for this group of people! It's better than being abducted by bandits again!

After hesitating for a moment, he knelt down: "The villain is willing to follow the general down the mountain!"

After this kneeling, the remaining refugees who were hesitant also knelt down one after another, and all kinds of voices roared. Yi Yan didn't pay attention to the group of refugees, and turned to the soldiers and said, "Where is the warehouse in your village?"

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Seeing the part out of the courtyard wall, Liang Feng returned to the room and fell asleep again in a daze. It was really too much consumption yesterday, especially the use of this body to kill two robbers, making half of his body aching. Gone are the good times of easy one-to-five, let alone exercise, let's take care of the illness first.

After a long drowsy sleep, when Liang Feng opened his eyes, he found a small carrot kneeling straight on the couch. Liang Rong didn't know when he came, so he looked at himself with tears in his eyes, with a pitiful appearance of dying father.

"Rong'er is here?" Liang Feng coughed slightly, trying to get up. Unexpectedly, this action immediately pulled his shoulders, causing him to take a breath.

"I heard that my father was caught by the gangster yesterday!" Liang Rong sobbed and grabbed Liang Feng's sleeve, "Is my father injured?"

Yesterday was a war and an attack. For fear of scaring the child, Liang Feng did not tell Liang Rong the details, but asked Chaoyu to appease the little guy, saying that he was busy with business, so that Liang Rong did not have to come to ask for peace. Unexpectedly, this little thing didn't know where to find out about the robbers, and actually came to block the door early in the morning. It is also now that the relationship between father and son is harmonious, that allows Liang Rong to run into his bedroom smoothly.

Liang Feng stretched out his hand and touched the soft black hair on Liang Rong's head comfortably: "Didn't Rong'er see it? For my father, how can I be injured? Yesterday a bad guy attacked Liang's mansion, but they were all driven by family soldiers. Rong'er doesn't have to worry about going out."

"Are those bad guys very powerful? How can I beat them back? Rong'er also has to learn to protect Afather!" The tears in his eyes hadn't faded, and Liang Rong had gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Liang Feng couldn't help but laugh. But the little guy is a bit aggressive, which is not a bad thing.

"These Rong'er will naturally also learn to ride horses, archery, and lead soldiers in combat. But now, does Rong'er have time to accompany his father to have a meal?" Liang Feng smiled and squeezed Liang Rong's voice. Little face, joked.

How could Liang Rong refuse this kind of request, and immediately nodded vigorously. It seems that this kid has been guarding here since he got up, afraid he was starving, right?

"Green bamboo, go to the kitchen to get some food, prepare more goat's milk, and steam an egg custard." The egg custard was made by the kitchen and served as a supplement for Liang Rong. The little guy liked it very much.

After a while, the hot morning food was put on the table. Unlike ordinary people, Liang Feng did not let the nurse wait for Liang Rong to eat, but let him do it himself. Liang Rong had a stubborn temper and didn't want to use a spoon. He used short chopsticks like a little adult, with a steady technique and a gentle eating.

Maybe because the activity was too violent yesterday, Liang Feng was actually a little hungry, and he needed to replenish his energy. He drank a bowl of goat milk and half a bowl of bean porridge before putting down his chopsticks. Liang Rong ate the food in front of him cleanly. Since Liang Feng said that eating more can grow up faster, he is no longer picky eaters.

Such a well-behaved performance naturally won Liang Feng's praise. After comforting the little guy, he promised to let someone teach him riding and shooting skills immediately, and Liang Rong obediently left with Chao Yu. Without interruption, Liang Feng's mind was naturally focused on attacking the cottage. After all, it was Yi Yan's first time leading troops out of the army, and he was only a member of the 30th rank, if something happened, it wouldn't be good.

However, it was faster than he thought. Just after noon, the first team went back home.

"These are all confiscated?" Liang Feng looked at the seven or eight carts parked outside, all kinds of cattle, horses, and cattle, and he was a little dumbfounded.

Because he was afraid of suppressing triumphant warfare, he only explained a few ways to attack the camp to Yi Yan, but did not make him pay more attention to money and food. In fact, in order to capture that mountain, the setting of fire was within Liang Feng's acquiescence. As long as the fire was controlled, it was enough not to hurt the imprisoned refugees.

However, after only half a day's effort, he pulled back a pile of spoils with such carelessness, and it was all grain, even Liang Feng was taken aback.

The leader of the army, Sun Jiao, was in charge of transporting the materials. It was the first time to meet with the host alone. He replied in a slightly cramped manner: "There are still some valuables behind. The team is saying that he will **** him personally.

It seems that Qingyang Village has really accumulated a lot of family assets, and there is nothing in this world that makes money better than making war fortune. Liang Feng suddenly asked, "Did Yiyan not let you share some belongings?"

Sun Jiao suddenly became nervous and shook his head again and again: "The team is saying that these are the lord's, and the lord should deal with it."

Liang Feng's heart suddenly dropped. If the private soldiers are indulged in captivity, the character of the team will soon fall to the bottom, and then it will be difficult to control it. It is certainly possible to distribute loot, but it must be controlled by his commander. Only in this way can the team return to their hearts.

No longer struggling with this question, Liang Feng turned to ask: "Where are the refugees? Have they all been rescued?"

"All were rescued! Eighty-six people in total. Follow the team and you will be there soon."

"Well, take me to see."

Although I have seen many images of refugees in film and television works, the real refugees still made Liang Feng frown. These people have not been artistically processed, all of them are skinny with their chests pressed to their backs like African refugees. The women were mostly numb, with their heads hanging down without saying a word. There were no old people or children in the team. I don't know if they were killed by the bandits or starved to death on the way to fleeing famine.

After a moment of silence, Liang Feng said, "Take them to the nearby stream and take advantage of the hot day at noon to cleanse the lice."

Treating the refugees this way seems to be a fuss. However, his team was running to bathe in the river every day, and Sun Jiao knew that the lord might not be too dirty, so he led the group of refugees and went down.

Liang Feng turned to Green Bamboo and said, "Go and call Aliang."

In a short while, Aliang came to the main courtyard. Seeing the grain in the car, he couldn't help but feel happy: "Master, this is the grain and grass that was seized? It's all right now!"

Liang Feng coughed: "I'm afraid that the food is not enough. I have brought back more than 80 refugees from the bandits' stockade. I am going to settle out of the farm."

Aliang suddenly turned into a bitter melon face: "Lord Lord, there is not much food in the storehouse, so how come the refugees are still gathered? These refugees can't work for a short time, at least ten days and a half months are in vain. They can recover their vitality. And most of them have fields and land in their hometowns. It is estimated that they escaped from the famine because of a severe drought. What if they ate so much food for nothing and escaped back?"

Liang Feng pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It's almost time for the harvest now. It's unreasonable to escape from the famine. It's probably a military disaster. If you don't have any support, it would be useless to escape back. Liang's mansion now has trilogy and others. For the fields, as long as the land is similar to the farmers, it should not be difficult to keep them."

There is indeed some truth to this statement. With more than a hundred bandits coming, the Liang House can easily repel it. Isn't it just a powerful force to rely on? What's more, how did the Liang family say that they had the identity of a Ting Hou, and how much Tian Fu received was based on the wishes of the patron, and was not under the control of the government. There are countless refugees in troubled times who are dependent on wealthy families, and these people may really become households in the Liang Mansion. A Liang hesitated for a moment: "What about the food? What should I do?"

"Use the reserve rations first, so that this group of people can regain their strength as soon as possible. There are a lot of wasteland outside Liang's mansion, and there are some woodlands, which can also be reclaimed by cutting down trees. It just so happens that this time there are a few more farming cattle. These iron plows that can dig deep into the ground shouldn't delay summer planting."

"It's another large amount of expenses..." A Liang finally sighed and recognized it.

Liang Feng smiled: "What are you afraid of? Yiyan will return with other trophies later. As long as there are people, there will always be money and food. You arrange for someone to set up a shed outside the village, build a shed, and register the refugees. Name. From now on, Liang Mansion will be divided into internal and external villages and managed separately."