Feng Yong led the army into the Fox Catching Valley. He was still a little confused on the way. If necessary, should he learn from the old demon Zhuge in the novel and set fire to the Snake Catching Valley?

I just heard that it is easy to shorten your life?

Before he could make up his mind, the rebellious Qiang Hu came out ahead and surrendered.

Seeing Qu Shuai, a Qiang man who was taller than himself, standing in front of him respectfully, bending down with a flattering smile on his face, holding a dead head in his hands and handing it to him, Feng Yong was still stunned for a moment.

Didn't respond.

He blinked, his eyes fell on the head in the opponent's hand, and he covered his nose, "Ye Mo'er's head?"

"Yes, my lord."

The doctor's waist bent even lower.

Feng Yong waved his hand, and Huo Yi came over to pick up the head and take it for verification.

Feng Yong breathed a sigh of relief. Well, I am a good person and I will not do such sinister and immoral things as setting fire to the valley.

But when he was brought to the flat land, he took a breath of cold air.

"How many people have you...killed?"

The high pile of corpses in the middle of the flat ground was the most eye-catching. Although he didn't get closer, Feng Yong could still vaguely see the ground, which was oozing with dark red.

Not far from the pile of corpses, there was a group of women and children, separated into separate groups, huddled in fear and trembling.

"Sir, as a rule, except for the sheep slaves, no able-bodied members of this clan can be left behind."

Zhi Shigu answered carefully.

fart!

What about humanitarianism?

Feng Yong looked at everything in front of him, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. He trembled and pointed at everything in front of him, tremblingly asking, "You, how could you do this?"

cruel!

brutal!

behind!

Simply inhumane!

Wouldn't it be better to send them to labor reform?

A bunch of losers!

"Gather up those women and children and arrange them well." Feng Yong directed, and then asked, "Where are the cattle and sheep of the Yego'er tribe?"

Zhi Shigu's expression froze, and he said with some embarrassment, "It was too chaotic at the time. Maybe a lot of cattle and sheep were lost..."

"You fart!" Feng Yong pointed at his nose and yelled, "You killed the best members of my family and divided up all the cattle and sheep in my family. Do you think I don't know?"

Feng Langjun pointed at the poor women and children and said sadly, "Winter is coming. What will you let those women and children eat and drink? Do you want them all to freeze to death and starve to death?"

After being educated by Feng Langjun, Zhishigu felt very ashamed and said that he would find the lost cattle and sheep of the Yego'er tribe as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, if you are confused and realize your betrayal, it can be regarded as knowing the righteousness. I will not treat you badly. You don't have to worry about the food this winter."

"I will first lend you a batch of grain for the winter, and I will also lend you a batch of clothing and blankets for the winter. When you settle down next year, I will slowly return it."

"As long as it is repaid within three years, then I will only charge 10% of the interest. It's not much, right?" Feng Yong said shamelessly, "It doesn't matter if it's cattle, sheep, wool, or the food you grow.

, can be used to pay off debts.”

"Longyou has decided that the government will exempt you from taxes next year, so you don't have to worry about paying it back. But you have made mistakes after all, so you must be punished to show fairness."

"At the earliest by the end of the year and at the latest by the beginning of next spring, I will rebuild Pingxiang City. At that time, I will select people to serve as corvees according to the population of your tribe."

Feng Yong naturally knew that Longyou Qiang and Hu were having a hard time this year, so he would not push too hard.

Otherwise, even if force suppresses them for a while, hunger and death will drive them to rebel again. This is human survival instinct.

Zhishigu didn't expect that the legendary Feng Langjun would be so generous, so he hurriedly knelt down and choked with sobs, "If I had known that Feng Langjun was so benevolent, I would have wished that my entire family had joined him. How dare I do the opposite?"

All the Qushuai who had just joined Zhi Shigu knelt down and repented one after another.

For them, 10% interest is not much, really not much.

Most of the time, Qiang and Hu people have a low status in front of the Han people and are often oppressed.

They also farmed, but they usually had to bear more taxes and corvees than the Han people, and sometimes the government would even unreasonably take away all the grain in their hands.

In addition to the government, local powerful people often joined the ranks of enslaving them.

If they really dared to borrow food from the Han people, maybe the entire tribe would have to sell themselves to pay off the debt the next year.

Because of this, they were so supportive of Guo Huai, who allowed them to live a stable life.

Therefore, Zhi Shigu's extremely moved behavior is not all acting.

Fairness is the quality that Hu people value most.

Otherwise, Feng Yong would not have been able to spread word of mouth among the barbarians with just a white horse alliance.

What is virtue?

Feng Langjun's behavior is called virtue.

Therefore, Feng Langjun persuades others with virtue.

Standing on the other side, Qushuai, the Qiang and Hu who was the first to join, saw this scene, and the pores in his body seemed to open, and his vanity felt completely satisfied.

The grain he borrowed will not only be returned at half price, but also he can follow Feng Langjun to quell the chaos and rebuild the city, and he can also offset the debt. Compared to these people, it is like taking the grain for nothing.

Gru Congbao was even in the mood to secretly grab a handful of fried noodles from the dry food bag and stuff it into his mouth.

Although Feng Langjun taught everyone to mix it with water and eat it, many people actually feel that it is more delicious to put a handful into their mouths from time to time and eat it dry, hold it for a while and then swallow it.

Gru Congbao stretched his neck, swallowed the fried noodles, and licked his hands again. This time, his mouth and stomach were satisfied - this dry food is so delicious and convenient.

The rebellious Qiang in Hanyang County would join forces, and Feng Yong was mentally prepared for this.

But they were all blocked in the valley, and then suddenly started fighting among themselves. Finally, someone came with the head of the culprit, bowed to him, nodded and said, "Sir, this way, please!"

This was something he didn't expect.

Seeing that two months' worth of food suddenly turned into less than one month's supply, and it was barely enough to eat under planned rationing, Feng Yong was caught off guard.

So he could only stay in Qingshui and wait for Dongfeng Express to deliver food.

Fortunately, the largest of the rebel Qiang and Hu tribes was wiped out, leaving behind a lot of cattle and sheep, as well as some millet and grains, so as long as the Dongfeng Express can be delivered on time, there is no need to worry about food shortages.

In fact, Dongfeng Express arrived faster than Feng Yong expected. He waited less than ten days before Xu Xun personally escorted the food over.

He is a good husband. In order to make it easier to travel, he wears tight clothes, long trousers, and leggings on his legs. In addition, the journey is very fast and dusty.

If it weren't for the scarf on his head, which could slightly prove his identity, some people would believe that he was a Guizhou leader who didn't know etiquette.

Xu Xun drank the water that Feng Yong poured himself and wiped his mouth. His image became even worse.

"Brother, did my little brother come in time?"

He looked like he was waiting for a reward.

"Yes, very timely." Feng Yong nodded, "Fortunately you are here, otherwise I would have to take them back to resettle them if I had so many people."

Xu Xun's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he came over and asked, "Brother, how much did you charge for this labor?"

"I didn't work hard, so I suffered a big loss this time." Feng Yong felt panicked when he mentioned this. "The entire tribe was slaughtered by those rebellious Qiang Hu, leaving only a group of women and children."

"Ah? No labor? I even brought extra guards..."

Xu Xun suddenly looked disappointed.

"If we don't have this batch, then there will be another batch? Besides, even if we don't have strong labor force, why don't we just raise the price of female workers?"

Feng Yong is not good at leading the army, but doing business is still good.

After all, he was the person who dug out two months' army rations from Longyou's rations.

"Female worker? What female worker?"

Xu Xun was a little confused. Aren’t all the female workers in Nanxiang signed a contract? They were registered as workers, so how could they just sell them?

"This aristocratic family in Shu has five workshop quotas. How can they just buy wool? How can they weave cloth without female workers?"

Feng Yong said "tsk", a little dissatisfied with Xu Xun's reaction. I originally wanted to put more burden on you because of your diligence, but with your reaction, I'm not in the mood anymore.

"How to comb the wool and how to use the loom, do those women know it naturally? Don't they need to be taught? When it comes to the operation of the workshop, who has more advantages than Nanxiang?"

"We will teach a group of female workers first, and then introduce them to the newly opened workshops. This will not only relieve the urgent needs of those who are planning to open workshops, but also give those barbarian women a new way out. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"

The labor agency specializes in introducing skilled female workers, and the price is negotiable.

However, before that, the female workers must be registered and signed a three- to five-year contract, so that the aristocratic families will not squeeze them to death in the past few years.

Nanxiang has accumulated the most advanced experience on how to teach Hu women to weave.

Of course, if the aristocratic families could change their position and stop advocating that women are "weak" and "feminine", and instead vigorously advocate the liberation of women, Feng Yong would have no problem with it and would even raise his hand to welcome it.

But according to the aristocratic family's urine, they must be hesitant to open this mouth before they have tasted the sweet and incomparable benefits of the workshop.
To be continued...