Let's untie the knot with your heart.

"Tong Duzao, I don't want to fulfill your request."

Ning Wuxian stretched out his hand to help the person up.

Tong Bufu still wanted to struggle to kneel.

But Ning Wuxian, who gets up early every day to exercise, is not a vegetarian, and the two stalemate for a while.

In the end, Tong Bufu was worried that he would overexert himself and hurt him by mistake, so he had to stand up and speak in a somewhat nasal voice: "Why does Childe refuse to do it?" Don't like this errand? ”

Seeing that Tong Bufu was about to pull the topic in a messy direction, Ning Wuxian had to lower his voice and replied: "Whether I like this errand or not, at least you have to like it." ”

Tong Bufu's face was confused: What do you mean?

"I bought the field in Liujiazhuang, connected it here, until the flower field, and planned to settle the wounded soldiers here, if the grandfather comes back early, it will probably not be long before he brings some wounded soldiers who are willing to settle here."

"Tong Duzao, you also survived that difficult time, you should know how much hope you can bring to them with the power of your example."

Compared with working in the Ning family, there is a gain.

There is also a chance to enter the officialdom and be valued by His Majesty, which will give the wounded soldiers greater confidence and resist difficulties to survive.

Even if Tong Bufu is just an example, it is a fact.

Ning Wuxiao learned from the appearance of an adult, and patted Tong Bufu's shoulder vigorously.

He didn't say anything else.

He believed that Tong Bufu could empathize, so that he understood that this superintendent had to be his own.

"Childe...... Being able to meet Gongzi and enter Ningfu is the greatest luck in my life! ”

Tong Bufu sniffed and didn't dare to cry.

The imperial physician of Gyeong'an City once said that not only could he not see his eyes again, but his injuries had not yet healed, so it was not advisable to cry to prevent the wound from worsening.

But at this time, it is difficult to express his inner thoughts in a thousand words, so he can only make promises.

"Childe, don't worry, since I am the superintendent, I will definitely not embarrass Childe."

Belch...... Not necessarily.

Ning Wuxian felt that Tong Bufu's ideological baggage was a bit heavy, but thinking that some people had such personalities, he just responded with a smile: "Work hard, take care of your body, and contribute more to Daxing." ”

"Yes!"

Let the official go around.

Ning Wuxian thought that Tong Bufu was confusing to be an official, which was indeed a great joy worth proclaiming.

He deliberately asked people to go to the workshop and told the wounded soldiers who were working to come to Zhangjiazhuang for dinner after work in the evening.

At the same time, people invited nearby villagers to come to help and hold a lively banquet.

Just ready.

The next person came to report, Ning Feng and the second aunt came.

Ning Wuxiao remembered that his grandfather should be preparing for various errands for the autumn martial arts test at this time, and he came before dark, indicating that he had left early.

"Grandpa's resettlement of wounded soldiers is really more positive than anything else."

He personally took Tong Bufu to greet him.

When he walked to the gate, he saw that in addition to Ning Feng riding on a horse, he was followed by two carriages of the Ning family and two carts pulled by oxen.

The carriage was full of women with patches on their bodies, and Ning Zhang was among them, smiling all the time.

When she arrived at Zhangjiazhuang and got off the carriage, she also personally helped the two old ladies in the carriage to get off the carriage.

The cart was carrying a group of wounded soldiers and their luggage.

Ning Feng turned over and dismounted, walked in front of Ning Wuxian, and when he saw that Tong Bufu was also there, he laughed out loud: "Haha! Little boy, it was a coincidence that you had returned, and I was about to send someone to ask your wife if she had moved here. ”

"Good grandson, did you talk to Xiaotong about the placement of the wounded soldiers' families?"

At the mention of this matter, Ning Feng's face was full of pride.

Looking at his good grandson's eyes, he was even more kind.

There was green smoke on the ancestral grave of the Ning family, so that he had such a good grandson, not only paid a lot of money, but also let him treat the wounded soldiers and settle down.

Now, just buy a large piece of land to settle the wounded soldiers, so that those wounded soldiers will no longer have to worry about the future.

He couldn't put into words how grateful and excited he felt when he heard the news.

Ning Wuxian's eyes turned red when he saw Ning Feng, for fear that his grandfather would be like Tong Bufu again, so he announced on the spot that he would hand over all the affairs of the wounded soldiers to him in the future.

Hurriedly made a fork: "Grandpa, don't shout a little boy anymore, this is hand-picked by His Majesty, and it is being made by the Seven Grade Inspectors, and the drumsticks and drumsticks in the school field will be changed in the future, and your saber will be broken, so you have to be approved by the Tong Inspector and reported to the Ministry of Engineering for a new one." ”

"Xiao Tong, have you become the official of the Seventh Rank Inspector?"

Seeing that Tong Bufu nodded a little embarrassedly, Ning Feng was taken aback and looked at Tong Bufu.

Seeing Tong Bufu's eyes closed, Ning Feng's face flashed with unbearability, but seeing that Tong Bufu's face was good, he reached out and patted Tong Bufu's shoulder.

"Child, that's good!"

"Hahahaha! Look, Master Tong is now the seventh product of the superintendent, what does this mean, even if everyone is injured and retired, there can still be a second spring! ”

The adjective second spring made Ning Wuxian cry and laugh.

Fortunately, there was no need for him to correct this statement, and those wounded soldiers understood the meaning of Ning Feng's words.

Their originally numb expressions turned into shock, and their dull eyes had a strange brilliance, and they stepped forward one after another to inquire about the matter.

Most of these wounded soldiers were relocated from Ningfu, and many of them were familiar with Tong Bufu.

Tong is not confused and will not put on any official show, he will answer all questions, including some things that His Majesty said in public, and all the things he has done have been said.

When the wounded soldiers heard that Tong Bufu was not only a saint in front of him, but also had so many intersections with the emperor, their expressions became yearning.

I can't help but substitute myself into Tong Bufu's body, imagining the same future.

Ning Wuxian didn't interrupt Tong Bufu, they got together to cheer each other on, and wanted to go in with Ning Feng to eat a bowl of ice drinks to cool off.

Ning Feng licked his dry lips and waved his hand to refuse: "I won't go in first, I'll go and pull a few more carsloads of people, you prepare more meals, today is Lord Tong's reception banquet, you have to let Lord Tong enjoy the scenery." ”

Grandpa, you want everyone to be happy together, right?

Ning Wuxian saw through it and didn't say it, after all, he and his grandfather had the same mind.

In fact, it's okay to send a few small guys to invite people.

But Grandpa liked to pick it up himself, so he asked the workshop to add two more ox carts and went with Grandpa.

When night falls completely.

Zhangjiazhuang is brightly lit.

The villagers who came to help were also left behind by Ning Wuxian.

This banquet can not only promote the experience of Tong Bufu, but also let the wounded soldiers regain new hope for life.

It can also allow the wounded soldiers who are outsiders to integrate into the local villagers more quickly.

Between the adults pushing the cups and changing the lamps, they talked about the interesting stories of the military brigades in the south and the north of the world, and talked about the harvest that was about to mature.

The children teased the dogs in the village with the leftover chicken legs, and bursts of laughter spread far and wide.

It was in this peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Ning Feng, who was holding the empty wine jar, suddenly wiped away his tears, took Ning Wuxian's hand who came to help him back to the room to rest, and kept shouting "Good grandson".

"Fifth brother, grandpa is drunk and refuses to go back, I'm afraid I want you to help."

Ning Wuxian was talking to a few veterans who were asking what kind of work the workshop needed.

After glancing at Ning Feng, who was drunk, he could only put an end to the topic for the time being, and let them go to the workshop tomorrow morning to take a look for themselves.

Walking to Ning Feng's side, he was just about to help people away with Ning Wuxian, Ning Feng suddenly opened his bow left and right, grabbed one with one hand, opened his mouth, and burped.

"Good grandson, no, it's okay...... You have to practice martial arts hard and be admitted to the martial arts champion...... Hiccup......"

"There have been many wars at the border recently, and I can only sing poems and lyrics, sing and dance, but I can't save Daxing...... Hmmm......"