“…… I haven't been a big brother for many years, I just want to love ......"

Feng Yong lay on the rickety carriage, singing a song that no one could understand, ignoring the strange stares cast by the people around him who did not know the truth.

Along the way, now everyone knows that this is a quirky of Feng Langjun, not because of hysteria from the scorching sun - as Feng Yong's fame grew, the things he once went crazy also became known to the world with his fame.

However, in the eyes of these militia members, as long as a few other Lang Jun in this group are still there, as long as the promise of one laborer is still valid, even if he is really crazy again, then they must also think of escorting him to Wei County.

Besides, anyway, there are people from the Governor's Mansion leading the way.

As the nominal supreme leader of the team that went to Wei County this time, and he was also hysterical, Feng Yong was able to enjoy some privileges, and no one felt that there was anything wrong, but took it for granted.

Although the carriage was very rudimentary, there was not even a carriage, only three baffles were added around the perimeter, and a canopy was erected on top to keep out the sun.

The only luxury was to use a woolen cloth to hang it on the side to block the slanting sunlight that came in.

In the past two years since he came to the Three Kingdoms, he ran from Jincheng to Hanzhong, then Hanzhong back to Jincheng, and then from Jincheng to Nanzhong, Feng Yong has become accustomed to this era without shock absorbers, at least he will no longer vomit like when he first went to Hanzhong.

He was even in the mood to sing a song "Big Brother" - it was really boring to travel in ancient times.

I don't have a cell phone, I don't have an MP3, I don't even have a Walkman tape player, and I'm still in a hurry in this stuffy and hot weather, and I just sing a couple of sentences to entertain myself, can't I do this?

But now Feng Tu Turtle found that he seemed to have discovered a recreational project, that is, to train Laifu - the elegant dog that can sing and sing along with poetry.

Singing a few words, he picked up the dog beating stick next to him and knocked on the car.

The black dog running with his tongue stretched out under the car heard the sound of knocking on the car, and subconsciously clamped his tail, and quickly barked twice.

Feng Yong then sang again with satisfaction, "Don't force me to miss, don't force me to cry......"

Then I knocked on the car again.

"Woo ......"

"Brother," Zhao Guang rode a pony from the front of the team and said, "It's already mid-heaven this day, and it's the time when the heat is at its highest, and the front has stopped to rest, so let's stop too." ”

"Don't force me to turn my face......"

"Woo ......"

Feng Yong glanced at him, got up and called the two people, and pointed to the wine jar on the car, "Move them out of the car, be careful." ”

Zhao Guang hurriedly said, "Brother, just let the younger brother come to this matter......

"You go away for me! I won't let you touch it! ”

Feng Yong snorted twice and sang again, "Don't force me to turn my face......"

A few days ago, he knew that Feng Yong had brought three jars of wine to Nanzhong, and he also knew from Li Yi and others that this was a peerless wine made by his brother with the secret method of his master, so Zhao Guang kept grinding Feng Yong and asked him to take a sip.

Feng Yong had no choice but to carefully pour a little and let him taste it.

After he drank it, he directly reached out to grab the wine jar.

Fortunately, Feng Yong had been training Laifu at that time, and he didn't leave the dog stick, and when he saw him like this, he whipped him on the spot and his hands were swollen, but fortunately, the degree of this wine was high, and Zhao Guang couldn't continue to pour it no matter how much he was addicted to alcohol.

Finally, after taking a big sip, he was forced to put down the wine jar.

From then on, Feng Yong resolutely refused to let him go near a place where he could reach out and touch the wine jar.

Zhao Guang watched the three wine jars being moved under the shade of the tree, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Why should my brother be like this, my brother won't let me drink it, and my younger brother won't drink it." ”

Feng Yong squinted at him and smiled.

He walked under the shade of the tree, picked up the jar, opened the seal, handed it to him, and said, "Come, take a sip and try it?" ”

Zhao Guang sniffled, desperately smelling the smell of wine wafting from the jar, and his face showed a heartache, but he didn't dare to take it.

If he changed his usual time and was smacked again by his brother, he would have to take it and take a bite.

But these days, he saw that his brother kept picking wild flowers and weeds along the way, and then chopped them up and put them in the wine jar.

Because the weed his brother had picked had a foul smell, he suspected it was some kind of poisonous weed.

It is very likely that the brother is making poisoned wine.

It seems that it makes sense for others to call my brother a little poisoner.

Zhao Guang saw Feng Yong sitting in the shade of a tree with his eyes closed, quietly moved over, and asked softly, "Brother, what are you doing with this poison?" Could it be that Nanzhong really has your enemy? Or is it an enemy of the master? ”

When Feng Yong proposed the plan of moving the people of the south and the Han Dynasty, Zhuge Liang also asked him if he had a grudge against the barbarians in the south, which he denied at that time.

However, in the various versions of the Han Prime Minister asking Feng Langjun that circulated in Jincheng last year, many of them said that Feng Langjun had a grudge against the barbarian, so he would come up with such a poisonous plan against the prime minister.

Zhao Guang didn't believe those rumors, but now he saw that his brother had been making three jars of poisonous wine all the way, and he was constantly filtering out the slag, and then re-adding the newly chopped poisonous weeds, it was obvious that it was to aggravate the toxicity.

Seeing that the originally mouth-watering wine gradually turned into turquoise venom, and the brother had no intention of stopping, Zhao Guang couldn't help but feel a little drumming in his heart, and he didn't know how much hatred the brother had for that enemy?

"I said I was making life-saving medicine, do you believe me?"

Feng Yong opened his eyes and asked.

Zhao Guang shook his head again and again, and he didn't believe it when he was killed.

Feng Yong pursed his lips, "I don't believe you, what else are you asking?" ”

After that, leave him alone.

The world only knows that there are many miasma in Nanzhong, but they don't know that there are actually many kinds of miasma, including hot miasma, cold miasma, dumb miasma and so on.

Even in later generations with the development of the Internet, before Tu Youyou won the Nobel Prize for artemisinin, most people in China didn't even know what malaria looked like.

Because in Feng Yong's generation, malaria was almost eradicated in China.

So when many people watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", they saw that Zhuge Lao Demon took his soldiers to Nanzhong and drank that dumb spring, and they thought it was made up.

As everyone knows, Nanzhong is really dumb.

The reason why Tu Youyou is widely known to Chinese is also because she won the Nobel Prize in Medicine, which makes Chinese proud, not because of how many people artemisinin has saved in China.

What's ridiculous is that there are still a large group of people who are called beasts in a hurry, pointing out that this is Western medicine and has nothing to do with Chinese medicine - a famous academic anti-counterfeiting fighter dances the most happily.

At that time, it also detonated a big controversy on the Internet.

Feng Yong was young and enthusiastic back then, and he also jumped into this big wave, and debated fiercely with others on the Internet.

Even for the sake of arguments, I don't know how many times I have turned over the information, and I don't even know how many times the industrial extraction process of artemisinin has been turned over.

Not to mention how malaria is causative.

Later, after a few years and a lot of experience, I realized that it was useful to argue about that?

It's still the same sentence, Yuan Da Druid has made some people have enough to eat!

What's more, the so-called anti-counterfeiting fighter even had to question Yuan Da Druid......

This made Feng Yong extremely disdainful of him.

Those so-called scholars, do they understand what is the ultimate purpose of medicine?

Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, in the final analysis, it is used to save people.

It is not used to show how advanced your master is, to prove how ignorant the Chinese are.

As long as it can save people, what does it matter if you use Chinese medicine or Western medicine? Even the combination of China and the West, what does it have to do with each other?

What's more, what is Chinese medicine? What is Western Medicine?

When Chinese medicine is saving people, Western medicine is still in the era of hand pain and hand and foot pain!

Nowadays, Western medicine has developed, but Muyangu has secretly changed the concept and compared traditional Chinese medicine thousands of years ago with modern Western medicine......

It is said that you can't develop traditional Chinese medicine, once it gets involved with modern technology, it is because you are backward, that is, you are ignorant, so you have to rely on modern science to survive.

What kind of divine logic is this?

More importantly, the fundamental purpose of those Muyang dogs is not to argue about traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but to attack China's growing national self-confidence, trying to make the generation that has not experienced fractures bend down again, just like those bricks and beasts back then.

Feng Yong also inadvertently found a lot of information in that Internet controversy, and only then did he know how much effort New China had made to eradicate malaria.

Because they did not live in the shadow of malaria, most people in later generations of China did not know how terrible malaria was.

Therefore, Feng Yong finally thought that those who deliberately used artemisinin to lead the war between Chinese medicine and Western medicine were scum!

It was at that time that he learned that the plague in Lingnan could not be summed up by malaria alone.

Some plagues, in fact, are not too bad, as long as you drink a sip of wine in advance, you can be relieved.

So Zhao Guang snatched the wine and took a big sip, which was a great crime.

Maybe just one sip of wine can give you one more life.

"Brother, I heard from the people of the militia that we will go two days further and we will arrive in Wei County."

Li Yi walked over, sat down next to Feng Yong, and spoke.

I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, his face was haggard, and he didn't know where to lose that family's demeanor.

Along the way south, he met a messenger who went to Pingyi from Wei County to ask for help, and the news that Li Hui was besieged in Dianchi is now blocked within the scope of his own people.

Don't look at Feng Yong lying on the carriage singing happily, in fact, it is all for others to see.

It's all about convincing those around you that everything is under control.

Feng Yong turned his head to look at Zhao Guang and asked, "What do you think we should do now?" ”

This guy, although he is unreliable on weekdays, is still relatively reliable in terms of marching and fighting.

I heard that when he followed Ma Zhongping Kejun, he was a pioneer and made a great contribution.

Otherwise, Ma Zhong would not have sent him over to assist Li Hui.

Feng Yong cherished his life, he would not joke with his life for the sake of saving face.

Ask an insider's opinion, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

When it came to the war, Zhao Guang's face finally became serious, and he asked Li Yi, "When was the last contact with Wei County?" ”

"Yesterday evening, word came from there that it was business as usual. The only difference is that someone has seen a small group of barbarians outside the city, and I don't know if it was the scattered rebels or the rebels from Tanglang County in the north who came to find out the news. ”

This was Feng Yong's answer, he was the nominally highest official position, although he didn't know how to march and fight, but he still had to grasp the situation in peacetime.

It is precisely because of the need to grasp the situation that he feels the pain of the speed of communication in this era.

One report a day is already a very high communication frequency.

Only when the situation is urgent, the front and rear will report sooner or later.

If it weren't for the batch of Yunnan horses provided by Feng Yong, they really had to rely on the eleventh road, and report once a day under this climatic conditions, then wait for the dead to run.

"A small group of brutes? Didn't you find out clearly? ”

When Zhao Guang heard this, his expression became serious.

"Nope. I only saw it once, and later General Wang specially sent someone out to investigate, but he never found it again. ”

Feng Yong saw Zhao Guang's look, and "chuckled" in his heart, could it be that he was careless?

Zhao Wen and Wang Xun have experience in leading troops, so they have always led people to the front.

Li Yi was the son of the Governor's Mansion, and it was more convenient to deal with the people of the militia group, so he restrained the militia in the back.

It's not easy at either end.

As for Feng Yong himself, he just sat in the middle and became a mascot.

And there is also a Yang 10 million guard.

In addition, he has experience in big data analysis, so all the news is collected to him for aggregation.

Between the team and Wei County, there are messengers every day to report safety and exchange news.

In Feng Yong's mind, Wei County is a peaceful place, and it is normal for a small group of brute soldiers to appear, not to mention that Wang Ping also sent people out of the city to investigate, but he did not find anything abnormal.

But looking at Zhao Guang's expression, it is obvious that he doesn't think so.

"There's no news of Li Dudu over there?"

Zhao Guang asked again.

"Li Dudu is trapped in the city, and it is difficult to get the news out. If there is news, I will tell you. ”

Feng Yong continued to shake his head.

"Please show the picture to the younger brother."

Feng Yongren brought his package, took out the map from it, and spread it out.

Several people came over.

Zhao Guang tapped his finger on it and said, "This is Wei County, and the northwest is Tanglang County, and Meng Huo and Yonghong are also in that direction." Now we don't know what's going on on over there. ”

"So you can only plan for the worst-case scenario. Assuming that the prime minister is now holding on to Gao Ding, and Meng Huo and Yonghong learned that the back road was cut off, they directly brought people back, and the first goal would definitely be to recapture Wei County. ”

"Because of the loss of Wei County, Li Dudu was trapped in Dianchi Lake and couldn't get out, and this middle road can be said to have been lost."

When Li Yi heard this, his face immediately turned a little pale.

"How likely do you think it is that Meng Shu will lead the troops to turn back?"

Feng Yong asked.

Zhao Guang measured it on the map with his hand, shook his head and said, "Little brother doesn't dare to say it." If it is counted according to the first day of the loss of Wei County, the barbarians will send people to deliver the letter, and then Meng Shu will turn back, and he should have led his troops to Wei County five days ago. ”

"However, according to yesterday's messenger, General Wang sent people out of the city, and he could not find even the small group of barbarians he had seen earlier, let alone any large army or the like. This makes the little brother very strange. ”

Zhao Guang said, frowning, "Where is this Meng Huo now?" ”

Feng Yong listened, and he missed the mobile phone of the future in his heart.

At this time, if a phone call passes, I will directly ask what the old demon Zhuge is doing, and guess like this?

At least you can know whether Meng Huo went to help Gao Ding.

No wonder the art of war pays attention to knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent!

Damn, I don't even know what my own people are, let alone enemies.

"Either way, we're going to plan for the worst."

Feng Yong opened his mouth and said, "This small group of brutes, let's treat them as if they were here to inquire about the news, and we would rather believe that there is an army led by Meng Huo behind them. ”

Although Zhao Guang didn't say it explicitly, it was obvious that he felt that the appearance of this small group of brutes was very abnormal.

If you don't know your allies, you have to treat them as god-like opponents.

Feng Yong only remembered one thing, that is, the southern expedition was victorious.

As long as you keep this in mind, Zhuge Old Demon has no reason to be a pig teammate.