Chapter 624 Farewell

  Being subjected to military sticks may be a common occurrence for people in the army at this time, but for Feng Yong, it is a major event that is too painful to live.

  Fan Qi came over on time every day to change Feng Yong's dressing, "General, the wound has begun to scar, be careful not to touch the water."

   "Got it, you've said it many times."

  Feng Yong lay on the couch and replied feebly.

   After lying on the couch for so many days, I feel that my chest has been flattened, and I am not used to panting.

   "Those wounded soldiers in the battalion, are there still infections that lead to death?"

  Feng Yong lifted his belt, turned sideways, and asked.

   At the very beginning, I couldn't even lie on my side, but now I'm finally free.

When Fan Qi heard this, joy and admiration appeared on his face, "Go back to the general, the medical workers in the camp will treat the soldiers according to the new method of healing wounds, according to the previous statement, six out of ten injured soldiers will die. "

   "Unexpectedly, in our camp, this kind of thing is reversed. 60% of the soldiers survived. The soldiers are very grateful for the general's survival..."

   "Sixty percent?" Feng Yong looked at Fan Qi, his face turned ugly on the spot, "Have the statistics come out?"

"Although there are still some soldiers whose wounds have not shown signs of healing, according to the villain's estimation, even if less than 60% of the soldiers can survive, it will not be too far behind. The villain is still sure of this. .”

  Fan Qiben has a foundation of literacy and reading, and has been with Feng Yong for a long time, so he has a certain concept of statistics.

   What he said was originally to show his ability to master mathematics, but Feng Yong's face became more and more ugly after hearing this.

   But seeing Feng Tubie lying on his side on the couch, his eyes squinting upwards, you have a **** clue! It's better not to be sure!

  60%?

   In other words, as long as you are injured, the chance of surviving is only 20% higher than the chance of dying?

   Are you grateful just like that?

  What is there to be grateful for?

  Feng Yong turned over again, leaned back on the couch, and said in a muffled voice, "After the injuries of the wounded soldiers in the camp have stabilized, you must remember to gather all the medical workers in the camp."

   "Let them talk about the good and the bad, sum up experience and learn lessons. Only in this way can we treat soldiers better next time."

  Medical workers are not valued these days, and there is little communication among various families, so it is difficult to develop medical skills.

  Since Feng Yong has laid the foundation of the health care system in Nanxiang, and as far as the current situation is concerned, although the system has not reached the level he is satisfied with, at least it has made some progress.

  All he has to do is to continue to promote the development of this system, so that they can constantly sum up experience and improve themselves.

   "No!" Fan Qi responded quickly.

  The medical workers in the camp are all from Nanxiang, and most of them are related to their elder father. As the medical officer in the camp, he will not have any obstacles in completing this task.

   "Remember to organize it into a book, don't be perfunctory, I will have to read it myself when the time comes."

   "The villain understands."

   "Okay, let's go down first."

  Medical and engineering matters are easy to deal with, but what is difficult to deal with is the post-war summary of this battle.

  Now the soldiers under my command are divided into pieces and scattered, and I don't know when they will be able to reunite.

  Feng Yong sighed, and shouted outside, "Liu Hun!"

  The little prince of the Huns walked in holding a long horse lance.

  Feng Yong looked at him angrily, "No one will **** this horse from you, so why can't you put it down for a while?"

   This horse was delivered by Dongfeng Express from Nanxiang just a few days ago.

   Liu Hun performed very well in Longguan and Jieting. According to him, when he was ordered by himself to pursue Zhang He, he probably shot Zhang He with a poisonous arrow from Nanzhong.

   This made Feng Yongda very happy, so he deliberately learned more about this little Hun prince.

  Liu Hun's martial art is indeed as Zhang Xingyi said, it is indeed inherited.

   I heard that his master, Han Long, was a knight-errant from Youzhou, Yandi.

  At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were three masters, namely Wang Yue, Tong Yuan and Li Yan.

  Wang Yue is the emperor's teacher, and Tong Yuan's disciples include Zhao Yun, Zhang Xiu and Zhang Ren.

  As for Li Yan, I heard it, but I just heard it, and I don’t know if it’s true. I heard that Lu Bu studied under Li Yan.

  No matter what, Han Long must be able to get advice from Li Yan who is as famous as Tong Yuan.

  Liu Hun's favorite and best weapon is the horse lance.

   It's just that a good horse is not so easy to get.

  Its materials, manufacturing process, etc. have strict requirements, and those who can use the horse lance well must be masters.

  There is a horse spear in the knight's shop in Nanxiang.

   It was originally a gift from Longyou Liang's family to Feng Yong. Feng Yong kept it on display in the Knight's House, and left a message saying that it was only given to those who are destined to attract talents.

  So when Feng Yong knew that Liu Hun was good at using the horse lance, he had someone transport it from Nanxiang, and it was regarded as a private reward for him.

  Liu Hun got the horse spear, and his mouth was so grinning that he almost opened the ear wound again.

   Not only does he not leave his hand during the day, but he sleeps with his arms around him at night.

  "One Ear" Liu Hun heard Feng Yong's words, he laughed and didn't answer, but asked, "The general is called a villain, but do you have something to order?"

   "Go, get me a basin of water."

  Feng Yong gave an order.

  Water came quickly, and it was still holding a horse in one hand and a basin in the other.

   "Security at the door, no one is allowed in."

  Feng Yong waved his hand to let Liu Hun go out, then got up from the couch, untied his belt, squatted on top of the water basin, lowered his head, and looked at the reflection in the water.

  I saw two pieces of colorful pork belly shaking and shaking, it was so disgusting.

  Feng Yong muttered, "So it looks like this after hitting the board?"

  At this time, Liu Hun's voice was suddenly heard outside the door, "General, Mr. Ma is visiting."

   "Mr. Ma?"

  Feng Yong was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to realize, isn't it Ma Su?

   "Wait a minute!"

  Feng Yong stood up slowly, not daring to use too much force, or his **** would hurt again. He fastened his belt, and then pushed open the door.

  Guo saw Ma Di standing at the door and Feng Yong coming out, and gave a salute, "I have seen General Feng, and I don't think it's surprising that someone took the liberty to visit."

   This is the first meeting between Feng Yongzui and Ma Su.

  Ma Di was dressed as a scribe at this time. Although his cheeks were still sunken, he looked in good spirits.

  Although I don't have the self-confidence that I used to have, but I have more calmness.

  Feng Yong scratched his **** lightly, as if feeling a little itchy, and looked at Ma Di with some vigilance, "What's the matter?"

   After making such a great contribution, yet he suffered 23 boards, all because of the big mouth in front of him. How can a broad-minded person like Feng Langjun give him good looks?

  Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Ma Di didn't mind, and even smiled sincerely at Feng Yong, "This time, I came here specifically to thank General Feng, and to say goodbye to General Feng."

   "Thanks? Goodbye?"

  Thank you is easy to understand. Leaving aside personal emotional factors, Ma Di can win the respect of Zhuge Old Demon, and his IQ must be higher than that of ordinary people.

  Beating him and scolding him is all to save him, he naturally understands this.

   "Farewell? Why did General Ma say goodbye to me?"

  Feng Yong couldn't figure it out.

   "A certain person is now wearing a crime, how dare he be a general? Tell General Feng not to mention it again, otherwise he can only hide his face and run away."

  Ma Di smiled wryly when he heard Feng Yong call him a general.

   "Oh, I forgot."

  Feng Yong remembered that Ma Su had been dismissed by the old monster Zhuge and deposed as a commoner. He was going to be exiled to the frontier, and then he realized, "Where is the exile? It's decided?"

   "Nanzhong Yunnan County."

  Feng Yong was taken aback when he heard that, the old monster Zhuge punished Ma Su rather harshly.

  In fact, Ma Di's crime is much lighter than that in the original history.

  The crime he committed was mainly to let Li Sheng, not Liu Yin, go to guard Lueyang.

  As for him leading the troops to Lueyang, he was defeated by Zhang Xi on the way, which is understandable.

  The infantry encountered the elite cavalry during the march. Under the condition of being completely unprepared, even if the old monster Zhuge was present at the time, it is estimated that they could only fight and retreat.

   If it was Feng Yong himself, if his subordinates were not the soldiers brought out by him, he would probably be able to lose better?

  Of course, Ma Su underestimated the enemy, sent too few scouts, and failed to find the enemy in time. A misconduct in command cannot escape.

  Under the circumstances that the Northern Expedition did not fail, and Li Sheng's head frightened the whole army, Ma Di's exile to the frontier was indeed an acceptable punishment.

   But exile to Yunnan County is a bit ruthless.

  Liao Li killed people in front of Liu Bei's mourning hall, and when Liu Bei's body was still cold and the great man was most precarious, he uttered nonsense, shaking the hearts of the great Han army and the people, and he was only exiled to Wenshan County.

  Yunnan County at this time is not the place where later generations can have beautiful encounters, but a place full of miasma and epidemics, ferocious beasts, and mosquitoes, which are ready to kill people at any time.

  In addition to those primitive barbarians who always emerge from the deep mountains and old forests from time to time, as well as the extremely hot and humid climate, etc., if ordinary sinners are exiled there, if no one takes care of them, they will basically die.

"Come in and talk first." Feng Yong let Ma Su in, asked him to sit down, and then climbed up on the couch and lay down, "I have an injury on my body, so I can't sit down, it's not because I'm being rude on purpose, please don't blame me. "

   Ma Di showed embarrassment on his face.

  Feng Yong didn't care about him, and continued, "You were exiled in Yunnan, why do I think you are not worried at all?"

   "Why don't you worry? If you don't worry, why would someone come here specifically to find General Feng?"

  When Ma Di heard this, his face became calm again, but he didn't look embarrassed at all.

   "What do you mean?"

   Feng Yongqi said.

   "If you want to go to Nanzhong, you must first find the ghost king, so that you can survive!"

   Ma Di said half-jokingly.

  Feng Yong let out a "tsk" when he heard this, "The Yi people in the south are ignorant, so it's fine to spread rumors, but you can be regarded as a well-read person after all, why are you following such nonsense?"

   It is said that the ghost king needs a thousand women to sleep with him at night. I haven't even seen my own wife for a long time.

  Thinking of the peerless Guan Ji, Feng Yong swallowed, and suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable under his body.

  Ma Di heard Feng Yong's words, but he said seriously, "It's not nonsense. Although Nanzhong used to be a barren land, after the layout of General Feng in the past two years, it is now considered a little popular."

   "A certain talent, although he was exiled in Nanzhong, but he also wants to show what he has learned in Nanzhong. Please General Feng teach me."

  When Feng Yong heard this, he felt a groan in his heart, and it seemed that he was really woken up by the scolding.

  Thinking that such people can settle down to develop Nanzhong, Feng Yong immediately became interested.

   "Although you are wearing a sinful body, it is rare to have knowledge, and Yunnan is a wild land. If you are really interested, I can recommend it for you."

   "Lu Kai, the prefect of Yunnan County, has a lot of connections with me. When the time comes, you can go to him with my letter and ask him to hire you as an assistant in the prefect's mansion. It should be fine."

  Lu Kai was kidnapped by Eshun back then and was almost killed, but Feng Yong managed to rescue him.

  Although Guan Ji and Huang Ji were the ones who actually made the move, everyone credited him for the credit, and Feng had no choice but to be disrespectful.

  In fact, the north of Yunnan County is Yuexuan County. The two counties are next to each other. Unfortunately, they are separated by poor mountains and rivers, so contact is inconvenient.

   To go from Yuexi to Yunnan County, it is best to cross the Hushui River in the south and enter Jianning County, and then go west from Jianning County to enter Yunnan County by way.

  Yunnan County and Yongchang County are the most remote and backward places in the Han Dynasty, basically isolated from Shu.

  If Ma Di had Feng Yong's recommendation, Lu Kai would naturally not have to worry about his status in exile. To get the help of such a talent, he might wake up laughing from his dreams.

   "A certain person will always remember the great kindness of General Feng!"

   Ma Di stood up and made another big gift.

   "Forget it, left and right are just a letter anyway." Feng Yong waved his hand, "At that time, you can help me send a few more letters to Yuexuan."

   "Su would like to follow the general's wishes. Is there anything the general can teach me when I go to Yunnan this time?"

  Ma Di asked again.

   "Yes!" Feng Yong's eyes lit up as soon as he mentioned this, "Tung tree and tea!"

   "Please general and someone explain it." Ma Di said respectfully.

   "There are many mountains and little flat land in Nanzhong. Although sugarcane is vigorously cultivated and planted nowadays, they are all on flat land or on those small hills. It is a pity that so many mountains are left in vain."

   "The climate there is hot and humid, and it is most suitable for planting tung tree and tea trees on the mountain. In this way, not only can the control over the barbarians be further strengthened, but also the government's taxes can be increased."

   Speaking of this, Feng Yong raised his body enthusiastically, "The climate in Longyou is no better than Hanzhong, let alone Shu. In winter, it is extremely cold here, let alone Liangzhou and other places in the future."

   "In the extreme northwestern part of Liangzhou, in winter, the weapons can almost be frozen. If there is no preparation, the soldiers will not be able to garrison."

   "Using the oil extracted from the seeds of tung tree, I can refine glycerin and apply it on the face, hands and feet to prevent soldiers from frostbite in winter."

   "Also, don't forget," Feng Yong said mysteriously, "Longguan, I burned it with tung oil for a day, and only then did I take it down."

   "So this tung oil must be used more and more in the future. The tung oil produced by the wild tung tree in Nanzhong is definitely not enough. It must be diversified for later use."

  When Ma Di heard the words, his face showed joy, and he nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

   Then he asked again, "What about the tea tree?"

  Feng Yong grinned, "Do you know why those barbarians in Longyou are so polite to me?"

   "Isn't it because of General Feng's reputation?"

   "This is just one aspect, and another important reason is that they want to buy tea from me."

  Feng Yong lay on the couch and raised a finger, "There are too few tea leaves nowadays, so I made an appointment with them, this year, a catty of tea leaves can be exchanged for a sheep!"

  When Ma Di heard this, his eyes suddenly burst into light, "There is such a good thing!"

  In ancient times, drinking tea was only popular among the upper class most of the time. The common people had no oil in their stomachs, so there was no need to drink tea frequently. Even if they drank it, tea mixed with oil was definitely more popular than the clear tea promoted by Feng Yong.

  This phenomenon will last for hundreds of years, maybe more, until the people have enough oil and water in their stomachs.

  So making tea and drinking tea as an art has always been a luxury that only the upper class can have in ancient times.

  But the Hu people are different. They eat beef, mutton, and dairy products. They lack vitamins in their bodies. At the same time, because they can’t eat green vegetables for a long time, their bodies are too dry and hot.

   When there is no tea, they can only find wild vegetables on the grassland to barely maintain their health.

  But wild vegetables are not available all year round, and in terms of quantity, they are not enough to support the consumption of nomads.

  So once tea appeared, it became a necessity for nomads.

  Pluck the leaves from the tree, and then stir fry them, and you can exchange them for cattle, sheep and horses. This is not called windfall profit, but what is windfall profit?

   "If you want to control the barbarians in Longyou and Liangzhou, the first is to collect wool, the second is to open pastures, and the third is tea, because tea is something they can't live without all their lives."

  Feng Yong shook his head triumphantly, "You just plant, and I will reap as much as you plant."

  Only relying on my own family and the tea grown by several families related to me, I don’t know if I can supply the Qianghu in Wudu and Yinping?

  Longyou, Liangzhou, and in the future there will be the Western Regions, northern grasslands...

  How much tea does this consume?

   Ma Di understood as soon as he heard it, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "I know how to do it!"

  (end of this chapter)