In March of the fourth year of Jianxing, Yue Wei guarded Meng Yan in Xianxian County.

The news came back to Qiongdu, just in April.

The weather in April is starting to get hot.

The reclamation of Qiongdu is in full swing.

The Sunshui River Valley is rich in water, and both sides of the river are flat.

As long as the place is planned, then the land is burned, the ground is ploughed, the stones and other objects in the soil are cleared, and finally the dams and aqueducts are built by the river, and a field can be opened up quickly.

The soil by the river is already fertile, and when the horse farm is on the right track, then manure is carried out, and the fertile land is applied several times.

Feng Yong made an agreement with the leaders of the Yi people who participated in the reclamation of the famine, opening 50 acres of land, 30 acres for the Han people, and 20 acres for the Yi people, allowing them to enter the plain to settle and teach them about farming.

With a quick knife in one hand and a soft knife in the other, even if someone wants to say no and want to return to the mountains and forests to continue to be happy as the emperor of the soil, they have to weigh whether their neck is hard enough.

It's not like no one wanted to do this before, but first, there are not enough troops, and if you want to reclaim with peace of mind, you must have enough troops to deter.

With enough troops, second, there must be enough prestige.

The prestige of the ghost king is scary enough in Nanzhong, but it is also a kind of prestige in disguise, at least the barbarian belief is this set, and the ghost king personally guarantees that it is still credible.

Thirdly, there is a sufficient supply of food.

Before the appearance of artifacts such as the eight-ox plough and the Quyuan plow, the cost of land reclamation was quite large, and the first two or three years were basically only input but not output.

Who has the patience to raise people for two or three years?

And the fourth is to have enough financial resources.

The most important thing is whether there are prospects worth investing in, or money outlets.

And all sorts of other things, like enough ploughing cattle and so on and so forth.

There is enough prestige, the imperial court is willing to send enough troops, has enough resources in its hands, and can gather the strength of everyone to make everyone believe that there is a way to develop Yueyun......

Listed one by one, all those who can meet these conditions are basically the turtle alone.

To be honest, Feng Yong didn't have a good impression of the reputation of the Ghost King, so he never cared about what kind of influence the Ghost King had in Nanzhong.

Now that I have come to Yueyan, I have found that the identity of the ghost king is really like opening the barbarians to reduce their wisdom and increase their charm aura.

At the sound of an order, the Yi people near Qiongdu all obeyed.

After the defeat of the Dongqu Tribe, even the leaders of the Yiren tribes in the distance began to come to worship the Ghost King with gifts.

At this time, Feng Yongcai came back to his senses, why did the old demon Zhuge start to let Meng Huo and Huo Aji blindly make up the deeds of the ghost king when he was in Nanzhong.

Even when the Wei County monument was erected, the ghost king appeared to witness.

The intention is obvious, that is, to constantly raise the reputation of the ghost king.

Now that he is in Yue, it is much easier to act because of the reputation of the ghost king.

"Slow down, slow down, be careful, don't miss it!"

At this time, Feng Ghost King was wearing a straw hat on his head, squatting on the temporary ridge, his fingers were about to poke into the mud, and he said urgently.

The topless, bare-legged Yiren child was covered in mud and was burying his head in the mud.

Even because of the sun on his back, the gray-white mud was already sticking to his body.

Hearing Feng Yong's words, he raised his head and grinned, carefully picked up a ball of thin mud with both hands, put it on the ridge, and then wiped it away with his hands, only to see a loach the size of two fingers exposed.

The loach was exposed to the air, and immediately twisted its body a few times, and wanted to jump back into the field.

"Oh, it's big! It's dark and big! ”

Feng Yong shouted.

The Yiren child's dexterous hands clasped together, picked up the loach, and put it on the fish basket on the side.

"Twenty!" Feng Yong stretched out two fingers and said seriously, "There are eighty more, you can change it to a meatloaf." ”

"Twenty, eighty."

The Yiren kid nodded, learned Feng Yong stretched out two fingers, and said incoherently.

Then he whispered something to a few children around him, and several of them cheered, and began to lower their heads again to seriously pull the mud.

The Yiren in the distance looked at this Han official without a little shelf, squatting on the ground and playing a game of catching fish with his own children, and couldn't help but show a sincere smile on his face.

After these days of contact, in the impression of all of them, although this Han official wanders around all day and night and does not do serious things, he also has the best temper and is the most generous.

At the same time, his hobby is a bit special, or rather a little silly, and he is willing to exchange it for meatloaf.

No one expected that the most amiable Han official in front of him would be the famous ghost king.

I saw another child coming over with a loach, Feng Ghost King stretched out his head and looked at it, it was only the size of a pencil, and he shook his head at the moment, indicating that he didn't want to.

The child nodded, and threw the loach away.

At this time, I only heard someone commotion in the distance, and then the noise became louder and louder.

Feng Yong got up and looked up, only to see someone running towards him.

"Sir, Meng Taishou sent someone to deliver the news."

Among the Han officials, even Wei Rong, who was the youngest, had a certain deterrent effect on the Yi people, because he controlled the distribution of food.

Seeing Wei Rong running over, the Yiren child quietly took a few steps back.

"Oh, Meng Taishou has news?"

When Feng Yong heard Wei Rong say this, he first waved his hand at the Yiren children in the mud, signaling them to continue, and then walked towards Wang Han, who was waiting not far away.

"The last general has seen Feng Changshi."

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Han who Meng Yan sent, Feng Yong was a little surprised, and asked, "Meng Taishou sent General Wang here, but what is the military situation?" ”

"Back to Changshi, a few days ago, Meng Taishou was in the Dapo Horse Capture Department in Xianxian County, and sent the last general back to report to Changshi."

Wang Han reported the good news to Feng Yong with a happy face.

"Oh."

Feng Yong nodded, his face unchanged.

Zhang Wei didn't need ten days to break the Dongqu Department, Meng Yan was also a person who could lead the flying army to carry Sima Yi to the death, how could the horse catching department be his opponent?

"Has Meng Taishou ever returned?"

However, Wang Han saw that Feng Yong was not shocked, and secretly admired his composure in his heart, and when he heard Feng Yong's question, he hurriedly replied, "No." Meng Taishou sent the last general back, firstly to escort the captured materials back, and secondly, to transport some more grain and grass over. ”

Hearing Wang Han's words, Feng Yong asked strangely, "Since you have already broken the horse department, why haven't you returned to the division?" ”

"Back to Changshi, we waited for a battle with the horse capture department in the city of Xianxian County, and captured the leader Wei Wolf, Meng Yan was not convinced, and let him go, saying that he would go back to regroup the troops and horses and fight again. Therefore, the Taishou asked the last general to come back and receive some more grain and grass. ”

Well?

Feng Yong touched his chin.

This trick is somewhat familiar, very familiar......

"What are the seizures?"

"Two thousand horses, three hundred cattle, three thousand sheep, and no other furs."

When Feng Tujiao heard this, his eyes immediately widened, "So much?!" ”

After destroying the East Canal Department, the total number of cattle, sheep and horses seized was more than 1,000.

He originally thought that this horse catching department was a smaller tribe than the Dongqu department, and the seizure should not be as much as that of the Dongqu department, but he didn't expect Meng Yan's harvest to be so rich.

Wang Han grinned, "Almost everyone in the horse catching department rides horses, and they graze horses for grazing, so there are naturally more cattle, sheep and horses." That's all, or only the good ones are counted. Those who were wounded and died, not counted. ”

"Good, good!" Feng Yongxi moved, "Great! ”

As he spoke, he pulled Wei Rong over, "How much do you want for this grain and grass, just tell my disciple, he is the lord of the county, in charge of money and grain, and I will send another thousand soldiers to go back with you then." ”

Eshun was still pursuing the remnants of the Dongkui Canal and the Dongqu Department on Su Qiyi's side, and Zhang Wei brought back 1,500 soldiers, and another 1,000 people were sent to help Meng Yan, which was no problem at all.

Before the horse farm was built, there were already nearly 5,000 Dian horses, and they were dead!

"Wei Rong, take General Wang down to rest first, General Wang wants to eat something, so he will order the people below to make it for General Wang."

"Yes." Wei Rong responded, "General Wang, please." ”

"Okay, thank you Lord Wei."

"What does General Wang want to eat?"

"These days, just eating that dry food, I'm about to vomit, if I can have a bowl of hot soup and meatloaf, it will be delicious!"

……

People are in good spirits at happy events, after the sun goes down, everyone finishes work, and Feng Yong carries a heavy fish basket back to the temporary residence in Qiongdu.

The relatively well-preserved dwellings in the city of Qiongdu can barely live in it after these days of repairs.

Feng Yong picked a small courtyard and moved in, but he didn't have to crowd in the barracks anymore.

Around the yard, idlers and miscellaneous people are not allowed to come within three feet without permission.

"The Lord is back?"

There were two servants in the courtyard, one was a cook and the other was a servant woman doing rough work.

Seeing Feng Yong return to the courtyard, the cook hurriedly came up and took the fish basket in Feng Yong's hand, "What do you want to eat for dinner?" ”

"I don't care, I will eat whatever you want."

"The lady hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, then wait a minute, and help me wash the fish in water and put it in the barrel at the very edge."

In the shade of the corner of the small courtyard, there are several wooden barrels, and there are branches on them for shade.

Feng Yong walked over, picked up the branch, looked inside, and saw that it was full of loaches and yellow eels.

Fried loach and yellow eel, Han Palace Tibetan Jiao, braised eel section......

Just thinking about it makes me speak.

In the past few years, I have always been running around, and the good old days of lying under the willow trees to fish are gone, and I have never been to Yue, and I can still relive the fun of childhood.

Why don't you eat loaches tonight?

Yes, that's it.

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but hum, "The pond is full of water, and the rain has stopped......"

"The mud on the edge of the field is full of loaches......"

"Every day I wait for you, waiting for you to catch loaches......"

While humming, he took out the bucket, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw an extremely handsome face almost sticking to his face, so frightened that the bucket in Feng Yong's hand almost fell off.

"Big brother...... Elder brother...... When are you coming back? ”

Guan Ji smiled softly, "Ah Lang came back when he was squatting here, and when I heard Ah Lang humming this song, it had a different taste, so I didn't say hello, I wanted to listen to it for a while." ”

"Oh, that's right."

Feng Yong did not doubt him, and while pouring the water in the bucket, he said, "This is the tune from my master's sect, and I heard that it uses the tune from the extreme west." ”

"Please help me get a clean basket."

Guan Ji took the basket over, handed it to Feng Yong, and watched him pour the loaches in the bucket and rinse them, "No wonder the song sounds a little weird, but what is this singing?" Why can't you understand it? ”

"Loach, that's it, we're called a loach."

Feng Yong pointed to the loaches in the basket and explained, "This song is about a little girl pulling his brother to the field to catch fish. ”

"Oh, I see." Guan Ji nodded, and said seemingly casually, "Ah Lang likes to go to the fields with the little girl to catch mud...... Loach? That's what it's called, right? ”

"Yes."

"It turns out that Ah Lang has this preference."

What preference?

Feng Yong suddenly felt that something was not quite right, "I mean, loaches ......"

"yes, loach."

Guan Ji nodded, "This song, back then, Ah Lang personally taught Si Niang, Si Niang often hummed it, in this world, except for Ah Lang, Si Niang can sing it, right?" ”

Feng Tu turtle broke down in a cold sweat.

Finished!

I got carried away and forgot about this stubble.

Guan Ji, you've changed!

This woman's palace fight is really an instinct.

At first, it seemed to be gossip, but I let my guard down, and then asked myself about Qu'er with curiosity, and finally hit me with a fatal blow, which was natural and without a trace of intention.

Careless, careless!

I only heard Guan Ji say leisurely, "Last year, Ah Lang went south, and the concubine sang "Drumming" to see off Ah Lang, but Ah Lang sang a song with exactly the same words as this song. ”

"The concubine was still thinking affectionately at the time, this is for the concubine, but then I didn't expect Siniang to sing this loach song, at this time, I think about it, you two songs, are you singing each other?"

Sweat!

Sweat!

Waterfall Khan!

Genghis Khan!

Guan Ji's tone was still very gentle, and her right hand was on Feng Yong's shoulder, as if she wanted to hug him.

As soon as the cook lady walked out of the room, she saw the warmth of the lord and the lady, and felt that the picture was very beautiful, so she sneaked away again, making Feng Yong miss a great opportunity to get out.

"When...... What was I singing at the time? Feng Yong didn't dare to move, and stammered and asked, "I forgot." ”

"Ah Lang and Siniang's singing and harmony, how did the concubine know?"

Guan Ji's tone was extremely gentle, but the plain hand on Feng Yong's shoulder began to exert his strength faintly.

"Oh, I remember!"

Feng Yong shouted, his desire to survive before he died made him burst out with amazing potential, "Golden Sword Carving!" ”

"This song tells the story of chivalrous and gentle children, not what Xijun imagined. Listen, Xijun, the meaning of this song is: the waist is a three-foot righteous sword, with thousands of tenderness in the mind, chic to come and go between the mountains and rivers, and the two feelings are also lingering......"

"Xijun, you think, how can Siniang's martial arts be compared with you, this three-foot sword describes you, so this song must be sung with you. At that time, between the two of us, a farewell was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so I sent you a sentence of lingering love for thousands of miles. ”

Guan Ji listened to this extremely explicit love words, her fair face immediately flushed, her eyes flowed, and her red lips lightly opened, "Really? ”

"No more." As soon as Feng Langjun saw that there was a play, he immediately launched a stunt, "This song is specially assigned to a legend, and you will know when I write it." ”

"And this loach, now I'm going to wash them out, and I'm going to cook them myself tonight, I'm going to make something for you to eat, and I guarantee you haven't eaten it."

What is it to catch loaches with the little lady, how can it be interesting to eat fried loaches with Xijun?

"Ah Lang has a heart."

Guan Ji looked at no one around, pecked him in the face like a dragonfly dotting water, and said softly, "Ah Lang is now a prince, why do you have to cook by yourself, and if someone knows about it, you want to joke." ”

"What do they know? I learned the art of tooth change, and cooking is normal. Xijun has been patrolling around for the past few days, and it has been really hard, how can I bear it, I just want to reward Xijun. ”

Feng Yong hurriedly coaxed.

Guan Ji's eyes became warmer and warmer.

She looked at the loaches in the basket and frowned slightly, "Can you eat such ugly things?" ”

"You'll know when you taste it!"

The uglier the thing, the more delicious it is, don't you have some experience?

When Feng Tujiao thought of this, his heart was fluttering, and his mouth was a little dry.