The subordinates threw the blame on Zhao Feng.

He smiled silly with his fists: "Shen Jun saved the general's life. If the general wants to repay his kindness, he can only obey his orders..."

Everything is forced by my own general!

It was definitely not his own voluntary! He would be so "degenerate", all of which were sacrifices made for his own general!

Wu Xian's expression was numb as if it was struck by lightning.

I couldn't say a word for a while.

His lips twitched twice.

"So, Dayi also... build a kang?"

The subordinate officials carefully tried to win the honor of their generals.

"This, the general has always liked to set an example, regardless of poverty or wealth, and advance and retreat with others. This kind of thing will naturally... the general's skill is better than the general."

This time, Zhao Feng was not sent on a business trip...

Alas, it's just that the impact is not good.

I think he was once a powerful martial artist who had been famous for many years. He made countless ruthless characters who were trembling with their reputation. How could his colleagues think of him so skillfully?

If it weren't for this, he would have come by himself.

In the uncle's eyes, the officials' eyes quickly turned red, tears streaming down their sleeves, and they wiped their tears, saying, "My righteousness, why did Brother Chen treat Dayi so badly? I can't bear to... I know that Dayi is the most loyal and righteous person, but to repay kindness... Wuwuwu, my heart hurts... Do you think Dayi is wronged by Brother Shen?"

Official: "...I don't feel wronged. The general has been much heavier these days..."

When I have work, I work, and when I don’t have work, I grab them to practice tactical military formations, or practice with the Gongshu Duwei, drink and eat meat all day, and live a comfortable life, and I can’t lose weight even if I want to. My own general is very enjoyable.

Wu Xian wiped his tears: "Ah? Is it heavy?"

Official: "I'm just fat..."

That kind of fat is not the fat with abs, but the face looks not as tough as before, and it is a little more round. In fact, it is much easier for the general to hit him with one hand than before.

Wu Xian: “…”

Xu Jie lowered his head to cover his face with his hands.

Wu Xian sighed and said, "But what Brother Chen asked Dayi to do is really wronged..."

Let the powerful generals who are good at fighting do craftsmanship...

The officials did not comment.

Wronged?

A livelihood that can make people fill their stomachs is not a grievance.

The officials are different from Wu Xian and others. They are from Mud Legs and their ancestors have made a living in Mud Land for generations.

Why did he come to join the army?

Joining the army is to make a living by scrambling military salaries and making a living.

Because in this world, there are so many common people without land, they sell their labor to landlords and powerful people who have land to be tenants.

I followed my fellow villager and chiefs to join the army, fought and killed the enemy, and made achievements. Although I was worried about my life, I couldn't starve to death.

If you are lucky, you can get rewards or other extra money income and send the surplus grain squeezed out between your teeth back to your hometown to your foster parents, wife and children.

Weak parents;

A hard-working wife;

A hungry child.

All are obsessions that cannot be replayed in midnight dreams.

The same is true for martial artists. Living is nothing more than to fight, make achievements, and make a career, so that the whole family can have a full meal.

His family is almost the same.

The subordinates are from the same village as Zhao Feng.

The two of them were considered young and grew up with nothing but a little bit. Zhao Feng was born with divine power and had a very high qualification. He was just seven or eight years old and had a young body shape and a temper. He imitated the golfer and lingered in the countryside.

The subordinate officials determined that the other party was promising and followed him.

In the past twenty years, from Zhao Feng's baggage to his homeland when he was young, to his demise, he was displaced in the next few years, unable to feed himself, and traveled to various places to make a living. Until he later settled down with Wu Xian, he never left him.

Zhao Feng is good at this childhood friend.

No matter how ups and downs my life is, I will take him with me, and I would rather cut my own expenses than treat my brother unfairly.

The official always felt that he was very lucky.

Compared with other fellow villagers who died early on the way to escape, he was not only alive, but also his parents, wife and children were lucky enough to live. Not only did he live a wealthy life, but at least he didn't have to starve anymore. But even so, he was still worried.

I was afraid that I would die on the battlefield one day, and that the elderly, weak, women and children at home would no longer be protected. I was even more worried that they would be bullied, not have enough food, not have enough clothes, and even had the idea of ​​fear of death.

It’s not okay if you don’t go to the battlefield, and the whole family depends on him for a few words.

He can only kill people in war.

Farming?

He has no land to plant.

Squatting in He Yin, he gradually went from resisting and rejecting his original resistance - how noble a martial artist was, how could he make a living in the mud like a mud leg? Then to his current acceptance.

Occasionally, he came back with a muddy body, and he felt that he was a craftsman and the world was peaceful. He relied on his superb skills to support his family, rather than fighting and killing people endlessly.

The official also had a messy thought. One time, he drank high and asked the general: [General, you said - if we have no war, what will we eat in the future?]

Zhao Feng casually said: [Drinke wine and eat meat.]

The official shook his head and said melancholy: [...If there is no war, who would be willing to take out a lot of food and salary to support us? Raise idle people? No meat to eat, no wine to drink...]

Zhao Feng laughed: [Worrying nothing.]

Wars have been fought for hundreds of years.

How could you say you won’t fight? Even if you really don’t fight one day, it’s not their generation. Let’s relax. Anyway, it’s not their turn to worry about how to survive without fighting.

The official sighed even harder, and then he thought that if there was no war, he would build a kang for people, help artificial bridges, build roads, farm and open canals... Look, there are still many things that can be done.

After some self-instruction, the official completely opened up.

Wu Xian asked someone to do his best to cooperate with Zhao Feng's subordinate officials.

The latter needs to prepare all the materials.

When the official left, Wu Xian's face was still filled with sadness? There was a chill flashing as his eyes flowed. Xu Jie sighed and said, "This brother Shen is really hard to see through."

Xu Jie said: "Mr. Shen?"

Wu Xian smiled and said, "Is this person really dedicated to the people, focused on his heart, or is he hidden and has another move? Brother Shen is unprepared to us. No matter how open a gentleman in the world is, he cannot give his lifeline to outsiders, right?"

But Chen Tang did it.

Wu Xian said again: "Every time I thought Brother Chen would suffer a loss, he would always come up with unexpected ways to deal with it. Tell me - I paid for the money and bought a 'craftsman' from Brother Chen to build a kang. As a result, this 'craftsman' is still his own person, and he made all his money and face, and I suffered a loss. I was thinking, is this really a coincidence?"

Xu Jie frowned and said, "It can be said that Mr. Shen is hidden deep. In such a large Heyin County, there are only a few decent soldiers and horses. One thousand elite soldiers were brought to support by Dayi, and they are not decent. Jie went to Heyin several times and paid close attention to his movements. Except for the last time he rushed to Shandong to recruit a group of strong men, there was no other movement... This is unreasonable..."

"That's why I said, this person has many conflicts..." Wu Xian was always wary of Chen Tang over trust.

The official passed all his experience in building kangs to craftsmen, and even took the manpower to demonstrate for several days. The earthen kang is really convenient and cleaner than a charcoal basin, and there is less smoke and dust in the house, so there is no need to worry about discomfort caused by poor ventilation in the room.

Wu Xian sets an example and builds his own home first.

There are also arrangements for several common people who are affected by the disaster in winter, and they will promote them among the common people, one to ten, and ten to hundreds. It won’t take long to go, and this thing will be completely accepted.

It just so happens that those craftsmen can learn and become masters.

The official took his man to travel on a business trip in Tianhai for half a month.

Chen Tang is still busy in the official office.

It's just that there are not many things, and I can still be lazy.

"Miss Lu, have you been able to adapt to these few days?"

She took a sip of warm tea, and the warmth spread throughout her throat, and her hands and feet became warmer. Lady Lu wore a mourning dress and her face was calm, as if she had recovered from the sadness that day. "If you have any care or neglect, don't bear it."

Lady Lu squeezed out a strange smile.

“No, adapt well.”

It should be said to be too good.

Lady Lu held a full family funeral and waited for another month before packing her bags and taking her baby nephew, an elderly housekeeper, a wet nurse and a maid to move to Heyin County.

She was confused about the future and even prepared for the worst, but the result was better than her best imagination.

Shen Jun, what a good person.

Worried about their family, the weak, women and children, they specially arranged their residences near the official office. The guards are so tight that they don’t have to worry about public security even if they don’t close their houses at night. Lady Lu was grateful to Chen Tang for taking them in and taking care of them. From time to time, he brought refreshments made by himself to express his feelings, which attracted a group of subordinates who knew the causes and consequences to cast a meaningful look.

As the number of times came, Mrs. Lu became familiar with Chen Tang. One time, the latter was too busy and asked her to help find a copy of Jianshu for the chief clerk. Mrs. Lu took the initiative.
To be continued...