In a flash, three days have passed, this day is the early morning of October 16, the rice has been harvested last night, nearly 6,000 captives will be released today, but this kind of thing does not need to be handled by Wei Feng, so he is still sleeping with Wang Daolian in his arms!

In fact, Wang Daolian is quite satisfied with the current situation, although there is no name for the time being, but what women need most is the favor of men, if it comes to the number of times Wei Feng sleeps, no one in the family can compare to her, and if this is converted into favored, then, there is no doubt that she is the most favored!

Wang Daolian had already opened his eyes, and there was a touch of tenderness in his beautiful eyes, and he looked at Wei Feng with some gratitude, and couldn't help but lean his body inward.

"General, are you awake?" Wang Daolian had just found a comfortable posture and wanted to sleep for a while, when Miss Chen's call suddenly came from outside the tent.

"General, wake up!" Wang Daolian hurriedly pushed Wei Feng, Wei Feng shook his head, and said in a daze: "Miss Chen, it's not dawning, right?" ”

Miss Chen asked: "There are nearly three hundred slang people among the captives, and they are unwilling to return to Wubao, and General Chen Xi does not dare to let them go privately, so let the concubine come and ask you what to do." ”

"Oh?" After this period of combing, combined with the actual situation, Wei Feng abandoned part of the party's ethnic policy, such as regional ethnic autonomy and the use of minority languages, on the one hand, in this era to engage in autonomy, in essence equivalent to encouraging separatism, on the other hand, the slang people do not have a written language, and other rules and bars have been transformed and combined with military deterrence, which can be used as a guideline to appease the slang people. It's just that even if there are all kinds of wonderful methods, if you can't reach slang, it's still difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice!

Most of the slang caves inhabited by the slang people are in the mountains, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it takes time and effort to encircle and suppress with a large army, and there will be heavy losses if you are not careful, but if you dare to find the door to persuade you, it is also the act of looking for death, when Sun Wu pacified the mountain and spent several decades, this is the official implementation of effective rule over the area of Zhejiang Province and southern Anhui. And the situation of slang is more complicated. In history, complete naturalization came to the Song Dynasty, from Qin to Song, for more than 1,000 years. It was only then that the ancestors of the Han nationality officially incorporated Lingnan into the Chinese territory. In the meantime. Except for a few large cities, which can be understood as northern settlers from another perspective, most of the rest of the region is ruled by fetters. The local tribal chieftain served as the governor of the state and county, nominally subject to the court, but in fact it was an independent kingdom!

As for the southwest, that is, the bureaucratic area, because the terrain is more complex and more barren, it was not until the Qing Dynasty that the Tusi system was initially destroyed, and it was managed by the central government after liberation.

Of course, Wei Feng doesn't expect to solve the problem of slang people, the slang people also plunder and kill each other, and the hatred between some tribes even exceeds that of the Jin people, he hopes to open a breakthrough from point to point, and gradually expand to the surrounding area!

Wei Feng hurriedly changed: "Miss Chen, come in and serve me to dress!" ”

Miss Chen's pretty face was slightly red, she gritted her teeth, opened the curtain and walked in.

Soon, Wei Feng, who had been freshly dressed, walked out of the camp, close to the side of Lijiashan City, there were nearly 6,000 prisoners, and what was amazing was that each of them carried a small package, which was the wages for three days of rice, and there were less than 300 people standing not far away, obviously slang.

"General, slang people are a little dead-eyed, don't be angry when you talk to them!" Chen Xi hurriedly ran over to salute and reminded him by the way.

Wei Feng nodded and said, "Chen Xi, I know, you can send the captives over." ”

After Chen Xi took the order to leave, Wei Feng looked at the slang people, there were men and women, ranging in age from fifteen or sixteen to thirty, with a darker complexion, wearing short shirts and short skirts made of burlap, barefoot, slightly shorter than the general level of the Jin people, and their expressions were not clear, some of them looked like they were at home, and some of them were like Geng Zhimune, most of them flashed with looming hatred, among them, there were some women with children in the bamboo baskets on their backs, but the common denominator of these people was that they were skinny, and they were obviously starved!

Wei Feng had a very strange feeling, when these nearly 300 slang people faced themselves, they were like unarmed ordinary people who were driven to the village by the Japanese devils before liberation, and when they faced the invaders, especially the eyes were more similar!

Wei Feng suddenly laughed dumbly, isn't he also an aggressor in the strict sense? Then he suppressed this thought, turned his head and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast yet?" ”

One of the guards arched his hand: "Not yet!" ”

Wei Feng nodded and said, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten either, let's bring the meal, I'll talk to them while eating." ”

"Yes!" The guards left.

After a while, a hot breakfast was served, and because of the freshly beaten rice, the breakfast was pure white rice porridge and Hu cakes.

Wei Feng beckoned: "Everyone sit down and eat!" ”

The slang people did not thank them, and sat on the ground one after another to eat and drink, and some women took the child into their arms and carefully fed the rice porridge.

The scene was a little weird, more than 300 people were eating in one direction, and directly opposite them was Wei Feng, who was also eating fragrantly!

Gradually, some slang people began to secretly look at Wei Feng, they couldn't figure out the meaning behind Wei Feng's move, and they couldn't even guess the truth or falsehood, looking at his appearance of fine skin and tender meat, is it really so fragrant to eat these foods?

"Zi slip~~" took a big bite, Wei Feng sucked the porridge in the bowl dry, wiped his mouth casually, and said: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Wei Feng, the words are flying, and I was ordered by the Son of Heaven to supervise the military affairs of Guangzhou and Guangzhou, and I want to assassinate Guangzhou, now I ask you, since you don't want to go back to Lijiashan City, where do you want to go?" I don't have idlers here! ”

The slang people didn't answer, they just looked at each other, but when they looked closely, their expressions relaxed a little.

Wei Feng's face sank, and he asked again: "I heard that slang people are not afraid of death, what?" Don't even have the courage to talk to Lao Tzu? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the slang people showed anger, and a young man stood up and said angrily: "What do you want to say? What do we slang people have to say about you Jin people? ”

Wei Feng waved his hand: "Can you represent these three hundred people?" Before talking to Lao Tzu, please report your home and your name! ”

"I am" The man had just spoken, and his companion hurriedly pulled him, and Wei Feng immediately snorted coldly: "What? Don't even dare to say where you come from? ”

"They are cunning and cruel, there must be conspiracy and trickery, Erlangjun, don't say it!" The companion tugged again, with an anxious look on his face.

"Humph!" The young man snorted angrily, shook off his companion violently, and said proudly: "I am Xian Enzhuo, the second son of the owner of the Xian family's slang village, what do you want to say, I'll listen!" (To be continued......)