Wei Ci laughed.

Although he has a good heart, he is not a good person, and such upright words are probably said by his own father-in-law.

"How does the lord plan to settle the captives?"

Although the prisoners have not yet been allocated, they must also plan in advance.

If it is an ordinary army, most of the soldiers captured in the middle of the battle will be thrown to the front of the battle to be used as cannon fodder.

This may seem cruel, but it is actually beneficial. First, it can increase the number of our army and make the enemy fearful in terms of momentum, second, it can use "legitimate" means to eliminate the chaff, third, it can reduce the number of people who eat, save military food expenditures, and finally let them be a wave of shields.

It's really "making the most of it".

Captives are different from their own army, and their quality is different, and if they are left untreated, they will become a drag on the army.

Those captives, after eating more than ten years and twenty years of rice, grew so big, if they don't give back to the society and die, wouldn't it be a waste of resources, "Let's transport it away in batches, there are still a lot of barren fields in the rear that no one cultivates." ”

Wei Ci snorted.

He was about to pass on Jiang Pengji's instructions when he saw Feng Zhen's figure disappear into the military tent.

"What did Master Feng just come over for?"

The soldier said, "Master Feng just came over and told us to go and count things. ”

Wei Ci was even more curious, Feng Zhen was lazy, how could he take the initiative to take care of things outside the scope of responsibility?

"Inventory what?"

The soldier replied, "Count the belongings of the widow of the Hanchang Pass guard, and the Feng military division said that they want the belongings to be returned to the original owner." ”

The corners of Wei Ci's mouth twitched, and he knew that Feng Zhen was not so diligent.

"Is there a list? I'll see. ”

Wei Ci stretched out his hand, and the soldiers hurriedly handed him the cleared list.

The items drawn out of the bamboo slips with thick ink are all things that Feng Zhen wants, but there are not many things, except for clothes and jewelry, silk and satin and plant playthings, as well as a few land deeds in Cangzhou, there is almost no money, on the whole, this list is of little value.

With Feng Zhen's current net worth, no one will say anything if he secretly deducts these.

But—

This kind of behavior is nothing at best, and a stain at worst.

Wei Ci frowned, unfolded the bamboo slip, and dropped a note.

"What is this?"

The soldier said, "The note written by Master Feng said that the items on it were exchanged for silver money, and he would make up for the gaps." ”

The corners of Wei Ci's mouth twitched.

He wronged this prodigal son, and people have a bad temper, but he is also cautious and cautious, how can he easily give someone a handle?

"When is this, chasing beauty and not looking at the timing of the occasion-"

Two or three years in the barracks, sows race sable.

From the beginning of the preparation for the war in Northern Xinjiang to the present, Feng Zhen has indeed been a vegetarian for a long time, but this is not the reason why he is excited when he sees the beautiful and widowed royal sister, right? What is the return to the original owner? Isn't it taking the opportunity to brush up on a wave of goodwill to see if there is a chance to take advantage of the void?

In his opinion, appreciating a beautiful woman is a kind of enjoyment, and appreciating it does not mean taking it for yourself. To put it mildly, he also admires his own father-in-law, but he doesn't dare to think about the other party if he is given ten dares.

After many years of fighting, it is rare to see a woman who meets his appetite, and he is not allowed to look at it twice?

"Wan Niangzi counts, but is there anything missing?"

Wan Xiu'er was flattered, no matter how ignorant she was, she knew that Feng Zhen was Jiang Pengji's advisor, and let him come over in person, wouldn't it be scary.

Feng Zhen's ability to do things is inversely proportional to his discipline, and Wan Xiu'er looks at it roughly, as if she lacks nothing.

"Liuzhou Mu has a heart, Mr. Lao Fufeng has one more trip, and the little woman has thanked him here. ”

Wan Xiu'er couldn't figure out whether Feng Zhen's move was Jiang Pengji's order or something else, but seeing the other party's warm expression, she didn't have the slightest impatience, thinking that this person should be a good talker, so Wan Xiu'er pondered and said, "There is one thing, the little woman really wants to trouble Mr. Feng-"

Feng Zhen dressed up carefully, restrained his bohemian expression, and he was also a talent, human-like and dog-like.

"Wan Niangzi, please speak. ”

Wan Xiu'er thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "This - there are two Panzhihua planted in the Little Women's Courtyard. The deceased mother planted a yard before her death, and when the little woman got married, the deceased mother gave her a seedling of Panzhihua. I've been raised for many years, and I have some feelings......"

Panzhihua?

Toyoma has a lot of knowledge and has naturally heard of this ornamental plant.

According to rumors, some frontier places also use Panzhihua as a token of love between men and women.

The mother gave Panzhihua when her daughter got married, which was also full of blessings, no wonder Wan Xiuer was reluctant.

"Wan Niangzi wants to remove the Panzhihua in the courtyard?"

If you remove it, it will be difficult for the plant to survive.

Wan Xiu'er smiled, as if she was amused by Feng Zhen's brain, she explained, "At this time, the army is still marching and fighting, where can Mr. Feng transfer soldiers to dig up some climbing branches for the little woman." It's just that I want to move a seedling from the main pole and bring it with me to talk about comfort. ”

Feng Zhen's brows stretched, if it was just to take a seedling, it would not be difficult.

It just so happened that he was still recuperating now, and Feng Zhen was an "idler" again, and volunteered to accompany Wan Xiu'er for a while.

Feng Zhen is not a little transparent, and the news that he accompanied the beauty to leave the barracks quickly reached Jiang Pengji's ears.

"Rub - pickle girls don't look at the timing?"

Jiang Pengji's expression was distorted, and she pinched the brush with her right hand.

She is busy working, but Feng Zhen takes care of pickling girls, what do people do?

Feng Zhen couldn't feel Jiang Pengji's resentment, he accompanied Wan Xiu'er to the original mansion and went all the way to the inner courtyard.

There are several Panzhihua planted in the inner courtyard.

Panzhihua is not a flower, it is a tree to be exact.

According to the historical records, Panzhihua is one foot and two feet high, one book and three ke, and the night scene is about to burn.

In addition, there is also a record of "cutting paulownia wood, and flowers are thanked in February and March".

Feng Zhen had heard the news of Panzhihua, but it was the first time he had seen it, because only a small number of powerful people could keep this thing at home as an ornamental object. If it weren't for Wan Xiu'er's deceased mother's relatively high background, she wouldn't have been able to raise this thing in her backyard-

Feng Zhen sat on the ground, looked at Wan Xiu'er with his neck up, and after looking at it for a while, his neck was sore.

In the past two days of fighting, he didn't sleep well, and he fell asleep leaning against the trunk of the tree.

When Wan Xiu'er saw his movements, she thought that Feng Zhen would accompany her all the way, and she was a little grateful in her heart.

However, she has no long things, and the other party can't look down on her.

Instead of giving something valuable to make a laughing stock, it's better to send something practical.

However, she is now a widowed woman, so it is not good to send Feng Zhen alone, so she simply counts Jiang Pengji and the others.

"Panzhihua can be used to fill the pillow, and then stuff some dried flowers to help sleep on the pillow, which is more comfortable than ordinary wooden pillows. ”

"Oh?" Feng Zhen woke up and replied, "And this kind of effect?"

Wan Xiu'er said, "The little woman still has some over there, but she can make a few." ”