Yang Feng was originally not ready to ask the official to send these prisoners to him, if he let the official send them, it would be a miracle that half of these people would survive to the broken leaves.

It's a thousand miles of exile.

The escort officers wish they were dead!

They will be punished at most when they die, but it will definitely not be too heavy, after all, what happens on the road depends on their mouth, sick, bitten by poisonous snakes, escaped and killed, hundreds of miles of uninhabited land on the vast Western Regions Road, a dead person is as simple as a dead ant, this kind of exile is originally a very high mortality rate, and then those errand soldiers can go home early without going on for a year.

Let these people follow the caravan and it will be fine.

The caravan won't let them die.

Bright Light Armor!

The cyan bright light armor produced by broken leaves!

This can be said to be the most high-end armor of this era, even the bow and arrow can't be pierced, even if the strong crossbow wants to shoot through, it has to be very close, even if the Mingguang armor that the Tang Army is currently equipped with in large quantities, it is a cut worse than this kind of broken leaf goods, such armor is resold to the big food and Europe, which are mainly chain mail, and they have to be worn by the monarch. Fifty prisoners are transported to change the set, it is completely pie-in-the-sky for these merchants, anyway, they have to take this road, it is nothing more than piggybacking on the way, these prisoners can eat and drink on the way at most, but at the same time they can also work as coolies for themselves, it can be said that they will make a lot of money, and these caravans are armed, and there is no need to be afraid that these prisoners dare to escape.

Almost all Hu merchants agreed without hesitation.

That's it.

Yang Feng was relieved to hand over the prisoners to them, as for the cold forging armor that spread to the Great Food and Europe......

This one is not worth mentioning.

What can hundreds of sets of armor do, it can't affect the comparison of strength between the two sides, unless the big cannibals can also learn cold forging armor, but this is impossible, this thing can't even be done in the Song Dynasty, the premise of cold forging armor is that the quality of iron must be good enough, otherwise cold forging will be broken with a hammer, Europe is still a piece of iron smelting in this era, and although the big food is highly technological, for example, they have Uzi steel, but Uzi steel is not their own origin, relying on the precious Uzi steel cold forging armor imported from India? That big cannibal will go bankrupt. The Great Cannibal wants to make his own Bright Light Armor? Let's first decorate the chain mail of their soldiers with a few more large pieces of iron, and then talk about it, the countries that have to import armor from Tibet are not qualified to talk about higher-end armor, and the countries that still have fish scale armor until the Saladin era are still equipped by high-ranking generals are also not qualified to ask for too much.

Put the Gulam heavy cavalry and the Tang Mingguang armored warriors together, and you will know what it is that people are more popular than dead people.

As for Europe......

Don't make jokes about those chainmail knights!

They don't even have a heart goggles!

Poor Byzantines, in order to achieve a similar effect, had to weave a large plate of iron to protect their chests! Give them a heart shield that protects most of their upper body, they can only look at it and cry, they can't make such a thing at all, in short, this is not a problem for Yang Feng at all. Besides, as long as you can continuously send prisoners to the broken leaves, it is worth paying a little, how can the whole country get tens of thousands of prisoners, these people are all stuffed into the broken leaves to be planted, and hundreds of thousands of people will multiply in less than twenty years, not counting other places, along the Chu River around the broken leaves, plus the nearby Almaty area to support a population of millions without any pressure.

In particular, these places in the Western Regions are world-class cotton exporters.

In fact, he was already planting cotton in broken leaves.

Cotton cloth is a luxury in the Tang Dynasty, and he doesn't know whether there is cotton cultivation in the mainland of the Tang Dynasty, anyway, he has never seen it, but there are already in the Western Regions, including the easternmost Gaochang area of Gaochang, but it will be hundreds of years before it is really introduced to the Chinese mainland.

Crops spread extremely slowly.

For example, sweet potato, this thing that created the prosperity of sweet potato, although it has been introduced in the Ming Dynasty, but Yang Feng found out that this thing had just spread to Nanyang during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and the farmers there had just begun to plant this kind of thing before he rebelled, that is to say, even if sweet potato, a miraculous crop, still took nearly two hundred years and can only be said to be spreading. According to normal historical development, it may take 500 years for the Chinese to replace linen cloth with cotton cloth, but now of course he wants to speed up this process, the first step is to start large-scale cultivation in the area of broken leaves, and then use those Hu women to spin and weave cloth to sell to Guannai, and eventually gradually expand to the entire Western Regions.

But before that, he still had to solve the cotton seed, and he planted African cotton at this time, and this must have been the one that came from West Asia.

This one definitely won't work.

He has to get India's long-staple cotton, which is why he is extremely enthusiastic about exploring the South Seas, he needs India's long-staple cotton seeds, just like he needs sweet potatoes in Southeast Asia, but neither the desire for long-staple cotton nor the sweet potato is as strong as his desire for the population, after all, this is the basis of everything!

After solving the transportation of the first batch of prisoners, Yang Feng returned to his mansion, where a eunuch was waiting with his green tea.

Sister Yuhuan, please.

"Envoy, I don't know what the concubine is calling?"

Yang Feng asked the little eunuch suspiciously.

"It's not the new words that the general did in the palace last time, the more you listen to it, the more you love to listen to it, and I've been obsessed with this these days, today everyone went out hunting, and the concubine didn't follow, and listened to those kabuki singing in the palace alone, and wanted the general to give me some advice."

The little eunuch with a pot of green tea laughed.

Yang Feng was speechless for a moment, he knew that this kind of thing would happen, so he couldn't wait to run, but Li Gao needed to make too many preparations, so it would take a few days, but he didn't expect Sister Yuhuan to be impatient, fortunately it was Sister Yuhuan, if Li Longji summoned him over, it would be a tragedy to teach singing to Li Guinian!

The two entered the Daming Palace and went all the way to a palace near the Taiye Pool.

Sister Yuhuan is waiting for him!

"Don't be polite, come over every day in the future, don't have to go to someone to call, you are a Xuanwei general's idle how can you have so many things, take a waist card when you go!"

Sister Yuhuan on the couch said dissatisfiedly.

Today she did not wear the gorgeous palace dress, but wore a civilian dress, lazily half-lying in the room baked by the fire, with a large white flower on her chest, with a slightly pink smooth face and delicate lips, exuding endless temptation in the faint fragrance, especially the angry expression made Yang Feng feel unbearable, and more importantly, she was somewhat similar to her third sister in appearance.

"Concubine, ......"

Yang Feng said with a dry mouth.

"What a minister, since you are a minister, you have to listen to me!"

Sister Yuhuan interrupted him and said.

"Uh, okay!"

Yang Feng said very simply.

"Aman, you sing his ......"

Sister Yuhuan said to Xie Aman on the side.

"Guifei, there's nothing new in listening to music, why don't we play a new game!"

Yang Feng also interrupted her.

"Listen, if you don't make me happy, watch out for your skin!"

Sister Yuhuan threatened very viciously.

"It's not easy to make you happy, you can lie there and lift your skirt now, Lao Tzu promises to make you happy to the point of crying!"

Yang Feng sneered.

"Guifei, can this wooden stool be used?"

He looked at a wooden bench next to him and said.

Sister Yuhuan nodded, Yang Feng immediately brought it over, and then the fingertip energy knife stretched out, and in the shocked eyes of Sister Yuhuan and A Man, he easily drew out a square board, and then cut it into small pieces, and constantly carved patterns on the small pieces with the energy knife as a carving knife, and soon a mahjong block appeared.

Well, he's teaching these women to play mahjong.

Save these guys from always thinking about themselves when they are fine, he doesn't have so much leisure to serve these well-fed idlers, so he simply comes to a ruthless one, he doesn't believe that Li Longji and Sister Yuhuan, who are addicted to mahjong, can still think of him in a short time, the power of this thing is absolutely undoubted, so that they can run away when they play mahjong, anyway, this must be easier to teach than singing, he is looking forward to waiting for himself to come back from Jiangnan, the entire Daming Palace is a confused shout, aren't they just idle and bored to have fun? Then find them enough fun to indulge in!

"Find some lacquer or paint!"

Yang Feng shouted while carving mahjong.

Sister Yuhuan, who had already gotten up from the couch and came to him and looked down, waved her hand, a few little eunuchs hurriedly went to find what Yang Feng wanted, and soon came over with a bunch of bottles and cans, Yang Feng quickly began to dye the carved mahjong tiles, so a pair of mahjong was made in less than half an hour, he directly steamed the water of the paint with his hands, and then all the wooden cards were buckled and washed, and then he raised his head contentedly, and then the top of his head was soft......

"Uh, the concubine atoned for her sins!"

He looked at Sister Yuhuan, who had helped her chest, and said embarrassedly.

"Why are your fingers so sharp?"

Sister Yuhuan was angry and couldn't wait to say.

"The immortal art of the Immortal Sect, the minister has only cultivated to the surface, it is of no real use, it is said that it takes hundreds of years of cultivation to become a small success!"

Yang Feng said casually.

"And what is this?"

Ah Man also asked impatiently.

"Concubine, please sit opposite!"

Yang Feng pointed to him and said with a smile.

Sister Yuhuan sat down suspiciously, and then Yang Feng pulled Xie Aman and asked her to sit down on the right, but it was obvious that there was no one in three, just at this time Mrs. Yuguo arrived, Yang Feng unceremoniously pulled her over and sat on her left, Sister Yuhuan's eyes looked at his hand that grabbed Mrs. Yuguo's arm, and the expression on her sister's face that did not change, and then looked at Xie Aman.

Of course, Yang Feng ignored this.

"Come, come, there are enough people, take out the bets first, there is no value on the table!"

He rolled up his sleeve, slapped a silver cake on the table, and shouted with some excitement.