This kind of thing may be a common thing for people in the army at this time, but for Feng Yong, it is a painful event.

Fan Qi came over on time every day to change Feng Yong's dressing, "General, the wound has begun to scar, be careful not to touch the water." ”

"Got it, you've said it many times."

Feng Yong lay on the couch and replied weakly.

After lying on the couch for so many days, I felt that my chest had been flattened, and I was a little unaccustomed to panting.

"Are there any of the wounded soldiers in the battalion who have died due to infection?"

Feng Yong lifted his belt, rolled over on his side, and asked.

In the beginning, I couldn't even lie on my side, but now I'm finally liberated.

When Fan Qi heard this, his face showed joy and admiration, "Back to the general, the medical workers in the battalion will treat the soldiers according to the new law of medical injury, according to the previous saying, six or seven out of ten injured soldiers will die." ”

"Who knows that now in our camp, this kind of thing is reversed, and there are sixty percent of the soldiers who survived, and the soldiers are very grateful to the general for his survival......

"Sixty percent?" Feng Yong looked at Fan Qi, his face was a little ugly on the spot, "The statistical results are out?" ”

"Although there are still some soldiers whose wounds have not shown signs of healing, according to the villain's estimate, even if the soldiers who can survive are less than sixty percent, it will not be too far behind, and the villain is still sure of this."

Fan Qi has a foundation of literacy and reading, and has been with Feng Yong for a long time, so he has a certain concept of data statistics.

His words were originally to show his mastery of arithmetic, but he didn't expect Feng Yong to hear it, but his face became more and more difficult to look at.

But seeing Feng Tu turtle lying on his side on the couch, his eyes slanted and looking up, you have a special fart! It's better not to be sure!

Sixty percent?

In other words, as long as you are injured, the chance of surviving is only 20% more than the chance of dying?

Grateful for that?

What is there to be grateful for?

Feng Yong turned over again, lay back on the couch, and said in a muffled voice, "After the injuries of the injured soldiers in the camp are stabilized, you must remember to gather all the medical workers in the battalion." ”

"Let them say the good and the bad, sum up the experience, and learn lessons, only in this way can the soldiers be better treated next time."

In these years, medical workers were not taken seriously, and there was little communication between various families, so it was difficult to develop medical skills.

Since Feng Yong has laid the foundation of the health care system in Nanxiang, and as far as the current situation is concerned, although the system has not reached the level that he is satisfied with, it has at least improved.

What he has to do is to continue to promote the development of this system, so that they can continue to sum up their experience and improve themselves.

"No!" Fan Qi hurriedly responded.

The medical workers in the camp are all from Nanxiang, and most of them are related to their eldest father, and as a medical officer in the camp, there will be no obstacle for him to complete this matter.

"Remember to compile it into a book, don't be perfunctory, and I'll see it myself when the time comes."

"The villain understands."

"Alright, let's go down first."

The affairs of the medical workers are easy to handle, but the difficult thing to deal with is the post-war summary of this battle.

Now the soldiers under his command are divided into different things, scattered, and I don't know when they will be able to reassemble together.

Feng Yong sighed and shouted outside, "Liu Hun! ”

The little prince of the Huns walked in with a long horse lance.

Feng Yong looked at him angrily, "This horse lance is not robbed of by you, so you can't put it down for a while?" ”

This horse lance was only transported by Dongfeng Express from Nanxiang a few days ago.

Liu Hun's performance in Longguan and Jieting was very good, and I heard him say that when he was ordered to pursue Zhang He, it was very likely that he shot Zhang He with a poisoned arrow from Nanzhong.

This made Feng Yongda very happy, so he deliberately learned more about this little prince of the Huns.

Liu Hun's martial arts are really as Zhang Xingyi said, and they are indeed inherited.

I heard that his master Han Long is a ranger in the Youzhou area of Yandi, with strong martial arts, and he has received the guidance of Li Yan in Bingzhou, but I don't know if it's true or not.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were three masters, namely Wang Yue, Tong Yuan, and Li Yan.

Wang Yue is the emperor's teacher, and Tong Yuan's disciples include Zhao Yun, Zhang Xiu, and Zhang Ren.

As for Li Yan, I heard that Ha, I just heard about it, and I don't know if it's true, I heard that Lu Bu was a student of Li Yan.

No matter what, Han Long can get the guidance of Li Yan, who is as famous as Tong Yuan, and his ability is definitely not small.

Liu Hun's favorite and best weapon is the horse lance.

It's just that a good horse lance is not so easy to get.

Its materials, manufacturing processes, etc., have strict requirements, and those who can use the horse lance well must be a master.

In Nanxiang's chivalrous line, there is a horse lance.

It was originally a gift from the Longyou Liang family to Feng Yong, and Feng Yong stored it in the Xia Ke Xing for display, and left a message, saying that it was only given to people who were destined, and it was originally to attract talents.

So when Feng Yong knew that Liu Hun was good at using the horse lance, he asked people to transport it from Nanxiang, and it was regarded as a reward for him in private.

Liu Hun got this horse lance, and his mouth was so grinning that he almost cracked the wound on his ear again.

Not only does he not leave his hand during the day, but he also sleeps with it in his arms at night.

"One ear" Liu Hun heard Feng Yong's words, he smiled, and didn't answer, just asked, "The general is called a villain, but there is something to order?" ”

"Go, fetch me a basin of water."

Feng Yong commanded.

The water came quickly, and it was again held with a lance in one hand and a basin in the other.

"Guard the door, and no one is allowed to come in."

Feng Yong waved his hand and let Liu Hun out, and then he got up from the couch, unbuckled his belt, squatted on the top of the basin, lowered his head, and looked at the reflection in the water.

I saw two pieces of colorful pork belly shaking and shaking, disgusting to death.

Feng Yong muttered, "It turns out that this is what it looks like after hitting the board?" ”

At this time, Liu Hun's voice was suddenly heard outside the door, "General, Mr. Ma is visiting." ”

"Mr. Ma?"

Feng Yong was stunned for a while, and then he remembered, isn't it Ma Yan?

"Wait!"

Feng Yong got up slowly, not daring to push too hard, otherwise he would have to pull the ground fart again? In pain, he fastened his belt and pushed the door open.

Seeing that Ma Jian was standing at the door, he saw Feng Yong coming out, and gave a salute, "I've seen General Feng, and I don't want to be surprised if I took the liberty to visit." ”

This is the first time the two have met after Feng Yongzui's cannon fight.

Ma Tan was dressed as a scribe at this time, and although his cheeks were still deep, he looked in good spirits.

Although he doesn't have the confidence he had before, he has more calmness.

Feng Yong scratched his fart gently? The stock seemed to feel a little itchy, and his eyes looked at Ma Jian with some vigilance, "What's the matter?" ”

made a lot of contributions, but he suffered twenty-three boards, all of which were harmed by the big mouth of the horse in front of him, how could a broad-minded person like Feng Langjun give him a good face?

Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Ma Jian didn't mind, and was even in the mood to smile at Feng Yong, "This time, one is to thank General Feng, and the other is to say goodbye to General Feng." ”

"Thank you? Goodbye? ”

Thank you is easy to understand, aside from personal emotional factors, Ma Jian can be valued by Zhuge Old Demon, and his IQ must be higher than that of ordinary people.

Beating him and scolding him was all to save him, and he naturally understood this.

"Farewell? Why did General Ma say goodbye to me? ”

Feng Yong couldn't figure it out.

"Now that he is wearing a guilty body, how can he dare to be a general? also asked General Feng not to mention it again, otherwise he could only hide his face and escape. ”

When Ma Jian heard Feng Yong call him general, a wry smile spread across his face.

"Oh, I forgot."

Feng Yong then remembered that Ma Jian had been dismissed by Zhuge Old Demon and deposed as a commoner, preparing to exile to the frontier, and then he reacted, "Where are you exiled?" Set? ”

"Yunnan County in the south and central."

When Feng Yong heard this, he was taken aback, this Zhuge old demon's punishment of Ma Jian was a bit ruthless.

In fact, Ma Yan's sin is much lighter than in the original history.

The crime he committed was actually mainly to let Li Sheng instead of Liu Yin to guard Luoyang, the crime was that he didn't know people and used people improperly, according to the words of later generations, it was the responsibility of leadership.

As for him leading his troops to Luoyang, he was killed and defeated by Zhang He on the way, which is understandable.

The infantry encountered elite cavalry on the march, and under the condition of complete unpreparedness, even if Zhuge Lao Demon was present at that time, it was estimated that they could only fight and retreat.

replaced Feng Yong himself, if his subordinates were not the soldiers he brought out, it is estimated that he would be able to defeat better?

Of course, Ma Jian underestimated the enemy, and the scouts were too few to detect the enemy in time, and a miscommand could not escape.

In the case that the Northern Expedition did not fail, and Li Sheng's head shocked the whole army, Ma Yan's exile to the frontier was indeed an acceptable punishment.

But exile to Yunnan County was a bit ruthless.

Liao Li killed people in front of Liu Bei's mourning hall, and when Liu Bei's bones were not cold and the Han was at its most stormy, he made a lot of nonsense, shaking the hearts of the Han army and the people, and it was just exile to Wenshan County.

At this time, Yunnan County was not the place where beautiful encounters could be made in later generations, but a place full of miasma, fierce beasts, mosquitoes, and people could take their lives at any time.

Coupled with the primitive people who always emerge from the deep mountains and old forests from time to time, as well as the extremely hot and humid climate, etc., ordinary sinners are exiled there, and if no one takes care of them, they are basically sent to death.

"Let's talk first." Feng Yong let Ma Jian in, asked him to sit down, and then climbed on the couch and lay down, "I have an injury on my body and can't sit down, it's not deliberately rude, please don't blame." ”

An embarrassed look appeared on Ma Yan's face.

Feng Yong didn't care about him, and continued, "You were exiled to Yunnan, why don't I see that you are not worried at all? ”

"How not to worry? If you weren't worried, how could you come specifically to find General Feng? ”

When Ma Tan heard this, his face became calm again, but he didn't look embarrassed at all.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yongqi said.

"If you want to go to Nanzhong, you must first find the ghost king, so that you can have a way to live!"

Ma Tan said half-jokingly.

When Feng Yong heard this, he sighed, "Nanzhongyi people are ignorant, even if you spread falsehoods, you can be regarded as a person who reads poetry and books, why do you follow such nonsense?" ”

It is rumored that the ghost king wants a thousand women to sleep with him at night, and I haven't even seen my wife for a long time.

Thinking of the peerless Guan Ji, Feng Yong swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable under him.

When Ma Jian heard Feng Yong's words, he said, "It's nonsense, although Nanzhong used to be a wild place, but after General Feng's layout in the past two years, it is now a little popular." ”

"A certain talent, although he was exiled to Nanzhong, he also wants to show what he has learned in Nanzhong, please teach me General Feng."

When Feng Yong heard this, he sighed in his heart, it seemed that he had really been scolded and woken up.

Thinking that such a person could calm down and develop Nanzhong, Feng Yong immediately became interested.

"Although you are a guilty body, but a body of knowledge is also rare, and Yunnan is a wild place, if you really want to, I can recommend it to you."

"Lu Kai of Yunnan County has a lot of connections with me, when the time comes, you can go to him with my letter and ask him to hire you as a staff member in the Taishou Mansion or something, it should be okay to think about it."

Lu Kai was kidnapped by Eshun and almost killed, but Feng Yong thought of a way to rescue him.

Although it was Guan Ji and Huang Ji who really made the shot, everyone credited him with this credit, and Feng had no choice but to be disrespectful.

In fact, the north of Yunnan County is Yueshan County, and the two counties are next to each other, but unfortunately they are isolated by poor mountains and bad waters, so it is inconvenient to contact.

To go from Yueshan to Yunnan County, it is best to cross the Hushui River south and enter Jianning County, and then go west from Jianning County and enter Yunnan County by road.

Yunnan County and Yongchang County are the most remote and backward places in Dahan, and they are basically isolated from Shu.

If Ma Jian had Feng Yong's recommendation, Lu Kai would naturally not have to care about his exile status, and he would be able to get the help of such talents, but he was afraid that he would wake up laughing in his dreams.

"A certain will always remember General Feng's great kindness!"

Ma Tan stood up and made another big salute.

"Forget it, it's just a letter anyway." Feng Yong waved his hand, "When the time comes, you can help me carry a few more letters to Yueshan." ”

"I will follow the general's wishes. If I went to Yunnan this time, did the general still have something to teach me? ”

Ma Jian asked again.

"Yes!" As soon as Feng Yong mentioned this, his eyes lit up, "Oil tung and tea!" ”

"Please release the general."

"There are many mountains and few flat lands in Nanzhong, although we are vigorously cultivating sugarcane now, but most of them are on flat land or those small hills, and it is a pity that so many mountains are wasted in vain."

"The climate there is hot and humid, which is the most suitable for planting tung oil and tea trees in the mountains. In this way, it can not only further strengthen the control over the Yiren, but also increase the tax of the government. ”

When Feng Yong said this, he propped himself up with great interest, "The climate of Longyou is not better than Hanzhong, let alone Shudi, and in winter, it is extremely cold here, not to mention that there will be places such as Liangzhou in the future." ”

"The extreme arctic west of Liangzhou is a place where weapons can be frozen, and if you are not prepared, the soldiers will not be able to garrison."

"I can make glycerin from the oil squeezed from the seeds of tung oil, and apply it to my face, hands and feet, which can prevent soldiers from getting frostbite in winter."

"Also, don't forget," Feng Yong said mysteriously, "that Longguan, I burned tung oil for a day, so I took it down without breaking anyone." ”

"Therefore, this tung oil will inevitably be used more and more in the future, and the tung oil produced by the wild tung oil in Nanzhong must not be enough, and it must be varied, in case it is later."

When Ma Tan heard this, his face showed joy, and he nodded again and again, "I understand." ”

Then he asked, "What about the tea tree?" ”

Feng Yong grinned, "Do you know why those Hu people in Longyou are so polite to me?" ”

"Isn't it because of General Feng's reputation?"

"That's just one aspect, and another important reason is that they want to buy tea from me."

Feng Yong lay on the couch and raised a finger, "There is too little tea now, so I made an appointment with them that one pound of tea this year can be exchanged for a sheep!" ”

When Ma Tan heard this, his eyes suddenly burst into light, "There is such a good thing!" ”

In ancient times, tea drinking was only popular in the upper class most of the time, and the people had no oil and water in their stomachs, so there was no need to drink tea often, even if it was, the tea mixed with oil was definitely more popular than the clear tea promoted by Feng Yong.

This phenomenon will continue for hundreds of years, and probably more than that, until the people have enough oil and water in their stomachs.

Therefore, making tea and drinking tea as an art has always been a luxury that only the upper class can have in ancient times.

But the Hu people are different, they eat beef and mutton, eat dairy products, and lack vitamins in their bodies, and at the same time, because they can't eat green vegetables for a long time, their physique is still too hot and dry.

When there is no tea, they can only find wild vegetables on the grassland to barely maintain their health.

However, wild vegetables are not available all year round, and in terms of quantity, they are not enough to support the food of nomads.

So as soon as tea appeared, it became a necessity for nomads.

Pick the leaves from the tree, and then stir-fry, you can exchange for cattle, sheep and horses, this is not called profiteering, what is profiteering?

"If you want to control the Hu people in Longyou and Liangzhou, the first is to collect wool, the second is to open pastures, and the third is tea, because tea is something they can't do without for the rest of their lives."

Feng Yong shook his head proudly, "You just have to plant, and I will harvest as much as you plant." ”

Relying on his own family alone, as well as the tea grown by several families related to him, I don't know if I can supply the Qianghu in Wudu and Yinping?

Longyou, Liangzhou, and in the future, there will be the Western Regions and the northern grasslands......

How much tea does this consume?

Ma Jian understood as soon as he heard it, and immediately hugged his fists and said, "I know how to do it!" ”