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Although Meng Ge had a lot of injuries on his body, he was injured by sharp weapons, so he was not in the scope of isolation.

The days seem to have become a lot more normal all of a sudden. The wounded who were quarantined were well cared for, and although they were anxious and scared, they did not complain because of this.

They were gambling, betting that they would not have been harmed by that terrible Gu poison and would survive this time.

Meng Ge and others are also praying that this terrible poison is not spread in this way.

Otherwise, they really won't be able to defend themselves.

After three days, those who should have recovered have returned to their normal lives.

Wang Chengshuai stood upwind of the camp and looked around from the slope, in addition to a piece of snow white, there were some scattered small villages.

Of course, the city of Daliang behind the hillside is still located there like Mount Tai, and the people in the city are still living their lives step by step.

It is the New Year's Festival, and although the New Year is not good, everyone will still hang red lanterns under the eaves.

Although there was no New Year's flavor in the barracks, the food was obviously much better than usual.

In addition to the prey that Meng Ge took everyone to fight before, the general also asked people to buy a lot of pigs and sheep from below.

Although a lot of pigs and sheep were sent, it was not enough for people to have a good meal.

According to the distribution of heads, from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the Lantern Festival, no one eats at most two taels of pork every day, and there is a stewed bone with meat.

As for what bones are stewed, it depends on what the room makes that day.

The pork bones are less stewed, because the wild boar that Meng Ge took people to get them. They have been drinking pork bone broth for more than half a month.

This time, Meng Ge went to escort the grain and grass and missed the New Year.

When they returned to the camp, it was already the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. In order to make up for not being able to accompany Meng Mao during the New Year, Meng Ge can be said to have obeyed Meng Mao's words in the past few days.

Even if Meng Mao wanted to go out for a snowball fight, Meng Ge let him go.

After all, no one can predict how long they will be able to live in peace this year. Why not indulge yourself and do something at this age?

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, it can be said that the year is over. When the Lantern Festival is over, I am afraid that the war will break out in full force.

This Great Song Dynasty, after more than ten years of turmoil, five or six years of famine, and then it has to experience military turmoil, and I don't know how many people can survive this war.

After the country is calmed down, the people must be given some respite no matter what, otherwise the people of the Great Song Dynasty will have no way to live.

Retracting his gaze, and looking down the slope, Meng Ge was playing with a small climbing plowboard with a number of young children.

That kind of joy and smile should appear on the faces of all the children in Da Song.

It's a pity that there is a mess everywhere now, even if it is even eleven or twelve-year-olds, many of them have already joined the barracks.

In the end, how many of these children will make it back alive?

The more he thought about it, the more sad Wang Chengshuai felt. A decaying and decaying court can only bring the people such endless wars and hardships.

I think the purpose of his study of literature was to change this decadent court spiritually.

Whoever thinks about it, he still thinks simply. Just because he was incompatible with the ideas of the above, in the end, he couldn't even mix up an official position.

With such a result, how can he not be angry, hateful, or annoyed.

At that time, he remembered that the ridicule that his father said when he was dedicated to studying literature was not aimed at him, but at the dynasty that had not returned.

Because of this, he complied with his father's request and went to the army to become a military advisor.

However, his father looked down on him as a weak scholar and sent him to Fubei Prefecture.

Originally, he also felt that his father disliked him. As a result, when he arrived in Fubei Prefecture and met his close friend General Zhao, he learned that his father was for his good.

"Our Fubeizhou here seems to be the closest to the north, but it is separated by a pyloric gate. Dayuan just wants to enter the customs, and he can't enter it in a while. What's more, there are several loyal armies in front of them. But you are in the northwest, the convenience of the Great Liao and the Great Song Dynasty is unknown, the territory is very broad, and there are no obstacles, if the Liao army wants to enter the palace, it can hit our Great Song barracks anytime and anywhere. General Zhao comforted Wang Chengshuai, who was depressed at the time.

Since then, Wang Chengshuai no longer has any knots about his father. On the other hand, Wang Chengshuai felt that he was really a frog at the bottom of the well who talked on paper, and he couldn't compare with his father.

As a result, Wang Chengshuai has worked hard in the army over the years, thinking about the people everywhere, but he also thinks that compared with those civil officials who can only make noise in the court, they are the most useful generals who fight directly on the front line.

At least at such a time, civilian officials are useless, and they also mislead the country and the people.

Wang Yan and several other teenagers stood beside Wang Chengshuai, and also followed him to look at this silver-covered world.

"Well, in a few days, the snow will be all over the place, and then the people will be able to eat some wild vegetables again. Wang Yan said with feelings.

What Zhao Lei was thinking was: "I'm afraid that they won't even have food seeds, and even if they want to farm the land, they won't be able to plant them." ”

So, everyone was silent.

Wang Ran thought for a long time before suggesting, "Let's give seeds to the people." If nothing else, just so that when we can harvest in the autumn, some new grain will follow, and the people will be able to survive the next winter. ”

Meng Ji looked at Meng Ge and the others who were tired of playing at the foot of the slope, and said, "Let's grow some food ourselves, we can't rely on the people for everything." When Yu Fei first entered the camp, he pointed to the wasteland in the north and said that if you plant well, you can have a good harvest. ”

That piece doesn't look big, but if it really opens, it has to be about 300 acres.

With so many people in their barracks, it was impossible for them all to go to the battlefield. Therefore, you don't have to worry about no one taking care of you when you farm or something.

Wang Ran nodded approvingly: "Actually, we should have done this a long time ago." Only the food grown by oneself can be guaranteed. The people all look to the heavens for food, and they also depend on the labor of their families. Now, the big guys have no way to live, most of the men have become soldiers, and the things grown by the people are enough for them to eat. ”

So, such a thing was preliminarily ordered.

Grain is self-sufficient and cultivated, and two types are distributed to those who have run out of food according to the capitation.

As for whether other battalions will do the same, it depends on the general's own thoughts.

Meng Ge and the others at the foot of the slope didn't know about these things. Meng Ge was still sighing at this time, if they hadn't met the hateful Lizheng family, would they have been able to have a good year.