Feng Yong straightened the clothes on his body, and rushed over at a trot, and before the person arrived, he bowed from a distance: "I am Feng Yong, I don't know where the distinguished guests are here?" ”

"You are Feng Yong?"

After the leader turned over and dismounted, he waved his hand, and the cavalry behind him brushed their horses at the same time, except for the sound of weapons bumping and neighing horses, there was no other movement, showing extremely high discipline.

"I am Hanzhong Taishou Wei Wenchang."

The person who came approached, Feng Yong finally saw the other party's appearance clearly, about a little more than forty, his face was like a heavy jujube, and his cheekbones were very high, which was exactly the face of Wei Yan recorded in the book.

It's just that I don't know if I'm used to it or born like this, his chin is slightly raised, his eyes are slightly narrowed, although he has a majesty, but it always gives people a feeling of scrutiny.

Seeing him beside him, it was Li Yi who had an apologetic and wry smile on his face, as if he was talking to Feng Yong about his helplessness.

"It turned out that General Wei was coming, and he missed the distance, and General Wanwang forgave his sins."

"Okay, don't look like this in front of the old man, the most hated thing in the old man's life is those polite and hypocritical people." Wei Yan said with a look of disgust, "I am so sleek at a young age, and I don't know who taught it." ”

Feng Yong raised his hand and stopped there awkwardly, the smile on his face a little stagnant.

This Wei Yan, this temper, really stinky! Just scold me, even my teacher is scolded, I don't know if my teacher is a hidden mountain gate?

How many people did Feng Yong scare with the tiger skin of Shimen? I didn't think about it, but I hit a wall here in Wei Yan.

"Listen to Li Xiaozi, you accept people here?"

Wei Yanke didn't care whether Feng Yong felt embarrassed or not, he just said to himself.

"Collect people? What ...... to receive?"

Feng Yong hadn't reacted yet, and was just about to ask subconsciously, when he suddenly saw Li Yi give him a look, and he reacted violently at the moment.

Before he could speak again, Wei Yan was already a little impatient and said, "Of course it's slaves, Hu people, Qiang people, Di people, didn't you say that you want to accept it?" ”

"Collect, collect! Accept them all. ”

Feng Yong hurriedly responded.

"Okay, let's go, go out and inspect the goods."

Inspection?

Didn't you say to collect people? How did it become an inspection again?

Feng Yong followed Wei Yan to the outside of the camp in a daze, only to find that a group of people had gathered outside at some point, divided into two groups, inside and outside.

Most of the people inside are cloaked, dressed differently from the Han people, all of them are depressed, only shrunken, the people outside are wearing armor, the weapons in their hands are clearly shaking, and they are strictly guarding the group of people inside, and there are a dozen or so riding horses, galloping back and forth, constantly shouting and scolding.

"See how these people are?" Wei Yan took Feng Yong to walk up to the group of people, pointed to the group of people inside, and said, "These are all good goods, they are all strong, you can make a price." ”

was treated as goods, but those people dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, seeing Wei Yan walking forward, those who were close to Wei Yan at the front shrank their heads, with a look of fear in their eyes, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"This is the Qiang?"

Feng Yong asked uncertainly.

"Diren! Anyway, it's the Hu people. Don't worry, I've asked, they're all good at herding. Those who don't know how to graze are buried. ”

Wei Yan said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that didn't matter.

As soon as these words were spoken, the captured Di people seemed to remember something again, and the fear in their eyes became even stronger.

Not only them, but even Feng Yong suddenly felt that there was something eerie around him in broad daylight.

"Buried? He's dead? ”

Feng Yong only felt that his throat was dry, and asked astringently.

"If you are buried, you will die, is it possible that there are still people in this world who can live underground?"

Wei Yan glanced at Feng Yong strangely.

This is a butcher!

Feng Yong quietly moved to this side, not daring to get too close to Wei Yan.

"Okay, stop rubbing, look, does it meet your requirements? If you think it's appropriate, make an offer. ”

Wei Yan impatiently pointed at the group of Hu people in front of him.

"It's the right fit, it's all the best workforce, and it's the most suitable. How much does the general think is appropriate? ”

Feng Yong was a little trembling, this is really treating people as goods.

Even if it is not suitable, Feng Yong gritted his teeth and had to admit it, for fear that the old butcher would hear that what he said was inappropriate, and the game would be over with a knife.

What's more, the batch of prisoners of war in front of him, I don't know where Wei Yan was captured, they are all strong, and they are the most suitable to be used as laborers.

"Hey, you baby, how can you do business like this? Are they all like you, and they can't pay for death? ”

Wei Yan was happy when he arrived, looking at Feng Yong like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"How can this be considered business?"

Feng Yong immediately retorted, what kind of business? How could I possibly do such a cheap job as doing business? I'm a Hanzhong farmer of the Han Dynasty.

"This is the tiger power that I admire the general. Besides, a person as powerful as the general must not embarrass the boy, right? ”

"Slippery head! It's really slippery, and I don't know what the prime minister likes about you. Wei Yan nodded Feng Yong, smiled, and didn't know whether it was praise or sarcasm, "Don't worry, I'm a general, and I won't embarrass you." ”

Although Feng Yong was not embarrassed by what he said, the words that came out surprised the entourage who followed: "A Hu man, a piece of cloth, the cloth must be a cloth woven from wool, how about it?" ”

Feng Yong shuddered again, and almost grinned at the moment, but secretly twisted his thighs fiercely, and turned his smile into a crying face, "General, this is a bit expensive, right?" ”

"You said it yourself, let me bid, what? Do you want to go back on it? Wei Yan sneered, "Playing with the Han general, do you know what the crime is?" ”

"If you don't dare, you will pay the price set by the general, a strong bearded man and a woollen cloth." Feng Yong said with a sad face and a very painful look.

The surrounding entourage all looked at Feng Yong with some pity, when you meet a character like our general, you still want to be cautious in front of him, you really don't know whether you are dead or alive.

"Okay, happy!" Wei Yan patted Feng Yong's shoulder, "A good man should be so refreshing." Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you, this time I defeated the Di people, and I also got a lot of war horses, and some of them were injured and not suitable to ride on the battlefield, so I will give them to you. ”

Feng Yong was overjoyed, and sure enough, the crying child had milk to eat.

"Then thank you, General."

The war horses that can go to the battlefield are carefully selected treasures. At this time, the war horse has not yet been in the habit of castration, and there is no problem with being a stallion.

"There are three hundred and twenty-seven people, don't do a fraction, make up a whole number, three hundred, three hundred pieces of cloth, right? Do you want to count? ”

Wei Yan felt that he had taken a big advantage, so he hugged Feng Yong's shoulder without any image at the moment, and said generously.

"No, no, the general says as much as he wants."

Feng Yong's heart was already happy, thinking to himself, you know how to do it?