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Chapter 1282 Exile(2/3)

"No, don't overeat if you're hungry for a long time, otherwise it's easy to accumulate food, cause abdominal distension and rupture of the intestines."

Although he was not a direct descendant of the Feng family, Feng Chuan's family still had some land.

In troubled times, there simply aren’t too many refugees.

Where did the big family's tenants and land slaves come from?

Isn't it just that in the years of disaster and famine, you kindly took in those poor people who were homeless and had no food to eat?

These days, if the weather goes smoothly, the government is in harmony and people are harmonious, and there are no more refugees, that would be a strange thing.

Therefore, Feng Chuan has seen more than once that those refugees who are extremely hungry cannot control their mouths when they see food.

The people in the village tried their best to hold him back, but in the end they struggled to death.

Moreover, Shi Cao here has warned him more than once that no matter how hungry he is, he should not eat too much at once, otherwise problems may easily arise.

This journey along the way has been bitter and tiring, but it's not like being hungry or even so hungry that you can't control yourself when you see food.

At best, he didn't eat well.

So it is far from the point where I would rather burst my belly and continue eating.

Not to mention these millet rice noodles and Yutou powder, if it were replaced by Feng's...

Feng Chuan cut off his thoughts promptly.

His master is no longer alive, and Feng Chuan knows that he is now the mainstay of the family.

He has to take responsibility for some things.

Instead of always thinking about the past, it is better to think more about what will happen in the future.

Feng Chuan, who was extremely exhausted physically and mentally, immediately wrapped a blanket around himself after entering Qionglu, and soon started to roar loudly.

The next day, he was awakened by the sounds of voices outside the dome hut and the smoke that kept coming in.

"Did you get lost?"

Feng Chuan quickly got up and rushed out without hesitation.

At first glance, it turned out that the mother was squatting in front of the small coal stove with her little sister, fussing with something, causing thick smoke to billow.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

The little girl who was sticking her butt out and blowing air into the small coal stove heard the sound and quickly turned her head:

"Hey, brother, are you up?"

"Well," Feng Chuan responded and walked closer, "What are you doing?"

"Making breakfast!"

The little girl had a few small black marks on her face, and the clothes on her body were dirty, and even torn in several places, and she hadn't had a chance to repair them yet.

At first glance, she looks no different from a country girl.

Although the Feng Chuan family was not a descendant of the Feng family, when they were in Shangdang, even though their status in the clan was not high, they had no worries about food and clothing.

The little girl who has always been pampered, when has she ever suffered like this?

Seeing his little sister like this, Feng Chuan felt heartbroken.

"Sanniang woke up hungry in the middle of the night. She just endured it until dawn. No, as soon as it dawned, I wanted to get up and make some breakfast."

Feng's mother's tone was gentle, and she looked at the son and daughter with somewhat complicated eyes.

When Feng Wei heard this, he felt even more sad.

In the past, when the Feng family was in high glory, this kind of scumbag was not even available on the market, but today, my little sister is even greedy for it.

"Where's the second mother?"

"She went over there to fetch water."

Feng Chuan's expression changed:

"Mom, we are not familiar with this place, how can we let her go there alone?"

"It's not far, don't worry."

Mother Feng shook her head and pointed in a direction, "You can see it from here, and there are soldiers patrolling over there."

"Yes, yes, they have many dogs!"

Feng Sanniang interjected unwillingly and sighed, "There are so many dogs here!"

Although the Wei State has always called Ji Han a "Shu captive" and a "Western thief", it is undeniable that Ji Han's military discipline is the best among the Three Kingdoms.

During Liu Bei's time, cities were not massacred, and the people supported the old and brought the young to follow.

In the prime minister's era, the army was governed with clarity and trust in rewards and punishments.

Coupled with the slogan of reviving the Han Dynasty and returning the old capital, it is naturally even less likely to allow the people below to rob the people.

When Feng took charge of the army, the country became stronger and stronger, and the Han Dynasty was expected to prosper.

There is no need to use methods like washing the city to boost morale.

Not only will it ruin the reputation, but it will also ruin the justice of Master Wang.

Military pay?

There are many!

Military merit can even be conferred with farmland.

Not to mention that Feng expressed his position more than once, Ge Gui and Feng Sui.

Governing the country according to law is a national policy.

Even if the Shangdang tycoon has connections with thieves and capitalists, and is involved in many things, and the scope of the attack is a bit wider, there is still evidence.

Because behind Ji Han’s rule of law, there is another sentence, rule of law strictly.

Those who are loyal and beneficial will be rewarded even if they are enemies; those who violate the law and are negligent will be punished even if they are relatives.

They are all using thieves and thieves to endanger the Han Dynasty. If you don't investigate carefully, do you really think that it is you who interpret the laws of the Han Dynasty?

Do you know what the right of final interpretation is?

You don’t even have the right to interpret knowledge, so you still want the right to interpret laws?

But in any case, thanks to the foundation laid by the Prime Minister, the official atmosphere of the Han Dynasty is basically relatively honest and pragmatic.

As for the military, there is also "military discipline."

For many wealthy families in the east, the appearance of the Han army may represent a kind of fear.

But in the vast grasslands far away from the Central Plains, it is reassuring to see Han troops patrolling.

Not to mention that Feng Chuan's group of people had just arrived yesterday, and the government had not made arrangements yet, so they were still prisoners under the government's custody.

Who dared to attack the Han government after eating a leopard?

Especially in a place like Jiuyuan Dudufu, which is half army and half camp, there are also the Xinghan Hui and the Dragon Crossing the River.

Even though Feng Chuan and the others were prisoners inside the fortress, outside the fortress, they were precious human resources.

Whoever dares to stretch out his hand will not be chopping off his hands or feet, but his head!

Sure enough, Feng Erniang came back soon carrying a clay pot filled with water.

Because of my weak strength, my body was a little swaying.

Feng Chuan took a look and quickly went up to take over.

"We can't go too far."

Feng Erniang stuck out her tongue. Her face was wet and clean. It seemed that she had taken this opportunity to wash her face by the water.

She pointed over there, where the Han army had patrolled:

"We can't cross that current."

"Um."

Cao had already reminded them of this matter yesterday.

"When I was fetching water, I thought the middle of the water would be cleaner. Unexpectedly, a group of soldiers happened to be passing by. The dogs were so fierce that they kept barking at me. One of them almost rushed over, but luckily he was caught by someone.

"

Feng Erniang patted her chest with some fear.

Who knows where so many vicious dogs came from in Han?

Along the way, not to mention the troops who were guarding them, even at the post office, they all kept a few big dogs to guard the door.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing that her daughter was almost bitten by a dog, Feng's mother, who was putting the clay pot on the small coal stove, also asked worriedly.

"it's okay no problem."
To be continued...
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