When I returned to Lao Ye Village again, there were many more villagers than I had seen before, all of whom were poor old and weak women and children. Seeing Wan Linggen and the others returning, and also bringing back so many people and iron armor, it really scared them a lot.

Wan Linggen and the others let those soldiers be stationed outside the village, but fortunately, they still had dry food with them, so they didn't have to worry about their food for the time being. Then he found a fellow villager, let the wounded soldiers stay, cleaned their wounds, and after re-bandaging, they lived in Lao Ye Village.

Yang Zizai was still preoccupied, Wan Linggen didn't bother him, called Li Ji and Guo Song and others over to give some instructions, and then gathered the villagers together, and asked them to help change those iron armors into armor that could be worn on horses, and gave them the food they brought with them as a reward, and the villagers were naturally very grateful.

The next day, after Wan Linggen visited the wounded soldier's injuries, he had just come out of the courtyard when he ran into Yang Zizi, who was looking for him.

"Brother Wan, where did all those soldiers go?" Yang Zizi asked.

Wan Linggen smiled and said, "I gave them to someone who was willing to receive them. ”

"Who?" Yang Zizi asked.

"Allow me to sell it, Brother Yang will naturally know in the future." Wan Linggen patted him on the shoulder and said.

Yang Zizi frowned and thought for a while, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Brother Wan, actually...... You can totally ...... You can kill them. ”

Wan Linggen was stunned, "Why did Brother Yang say this?" They are not golden people! ”

Yang Zizai said helplessly: "Brother Wan should know that compared to the Jin people, King Kang hates these homeless grass cowards even more. ”

Wan Linggen smiled: "So what? He is him, I am me, anyway, I only kill those who should be killed, they have no weapons, and they are no different from the unarmed people. ”

Yang Zizi sighed and said, "Brother Wan, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Intended?" Wan Linggen smiled: "Wait until my brothers recover from their injuries." ”

"Wait here?" Yang Zizi asked.

"Yes, wait here, the arrow wound in their leg is not suitable for long journeys." Wan Linggen said, "Yesterday I chatted with a few local villagers, they have run out of food, this is about to start spring, and there is no grain to grow!" Wan Linggen's brows furrowed.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Zizi looked at him with wide eyes.

"I just want to help them." Wan Linggen said lightly.

"Aren't you worried about the situation in Kaifeng City? And the men and horses who have divided their troops and gone out? Yang Zizi blurted out.

Wan Linggen looked at him, his expression became serious, and he said, "Didn't Brother Yang promise me that the people in the city were safe?" As for the others, as you have seen today, the 6,000 men surnamed Hu did not do anything to my 200 men, and the other troops sent out each team had at least 2,000 men, and no one could do anything to them unless they wanted to. ”

Yang Zizi looked at him dumbfounded.

Wan Linggen suddenly attached to his ear and said: "There is another thing that Brother Yang may not know, my team of 200 people broke Zhou Ping's 2,000-person interception team and shattered him. ”

Yang Zizi couldn't help but shiver, and his face became extremely pale.

Back at his temporary residence, Wan Linggen found a group of people gathered outside the door, apparently waiting there for a while.

"Your Highness!" The people knelt on the ground, kowtowed, Wan Linggen hurriedly helped them up, he didn't know how he became the "Thunder God His Highness", and he couldn't explain to these ordinary people, so he could only let them call casually.

"Uncle Ning, who are these?" Ning Bensheng is the village leader of Lao Ye Village, and Wan Linggen's temporary residence is in his home. He helped Ning Bensheng, who was kneeling in front of him, up and asked.

Ning Bensheng stood up and said, "Your Highness, these people are all nearby villagers, and when they learned that Your Highness was here, they came here to worship. ”

Seeing the large number of people, Wan Linggen beckoned them to his side, sat on the ground, and began to talk to them.

These people are indeed villagers from nearby ten miles and eight towns, but they are all "representatives", and "worship" is only one of the purposes, and they finally came to ask for help, because the situation in all villages is similar, and there is no food!

Wan Linggen knows that he has suffering, and others worship him as a god, but he himself does not have the magic power of God, and he can't conjure food for them. He inquired in detail about some local farming conditions and promised to help them solve their difficulties, so that the villagers who had turned from sad faces to joyful ones were sent away.

Just when he was worried about the food of these people, Guo Song came with a few businessmen.

Seeing a merchant passing by, Wan Linggen was in high spirits and asked Guo Song to invite those merchants to the house.

The old man was slightly chubby, over fifty years old, and had gray hair, while the young man was born with blue eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like a pink carving, although his face was covered with dust, but if he looked closely, he knew that he had deliberately smeared it.

As soon as the young man saw Wan Linggen, he was stunned there, his face was red and white, and the old man was also stunned for a while, and then he laughed.

Wan Linggen didn't know why, he dismissed unrelated people and others, and was trying to make friends with these people to see if they had any food in their hands to borrow a little out, and suddenly saw this old and young man in such a form, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"This old gentleman, you ...... What are you laughing at? Wan Linggen asked.

The old man laughed for a while, tears flowed out, he pulled the young man and said: "Son, it seems that God is endless, my Lin family, I actually met a handsome man here, haha......" After speaking, he laughed again.

The boy squirmed and lowered his head, not daring to lift it up again.

Wan Linggen waited for him to laugh, and asked cautiously, "This old gentleman, but is it a nearby businessman?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and replied, "That's right! ”

Wan Linggen smiled: "That's easy, since the old gentleman also knows who I am, then I'll take the liberty of making a request, I don't know if the old gentleman has any food in his hands?" ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yes! ”

Wan Linggen was overjoyed, "Great, can the old gentleman lend me some?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "If you want to use it, you can take it, you don't need to borrow it." ”

Wan Linggen hurriedly waved his hand and said, "That's not good, either I'll buy it or borrow it." ”

The old man said: "When my father and daughter came out, they didn't prepare too much, and they only brought 10,000 stone of grain, all of which can be given to you, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

Wan Linggen was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the young man was actually a woman.

"If the old gentleman has any request, just mention it."

The old man said: "Is the marshal ready to go back to Kaifeng City?" ”

Wan Linggen nodded, and the old man said, "Okay, my condition is to take us back to Kaifeng together." ”