Nagato has such a slim waist

The weather is getting warmer.

On a sunny day in mid-March, a group of official servants suddenly arrived in Huaxi Village.

The leader rode a tall horse, with a group of prisoners behind him, and entered the village on foot. However, he did not wander around for too long. He only stood at the long gate for a while, and then was taken to the farm tool shop.

Feng Yun was waiting there with a group of tribes.

Outside the door were piles of newly cast ironware and farm tools. The tribesmen stood tall and straight, full of energy, flushed faces, and very strong. It was obvious at a glance that they were full and well fed.

The prisoners couldn't help but feel envious when they looked at those songs.

Before coming to the village, the governor had already told them the purpose of their trip.

Building roads, laying bridges, digging wells, mining...

The governor said that if you come here, you can not only eat three meals a day, but also alleviate your sins. Even if you commit a capital crime, you may still have a way out.

Before departure, many people were still confused and couldn't believe it.

In such a world, how can one eat three meals a day and still have enough to eat every time?
They also discussed privately whether they should execute them all so that they could have a full meal before they died.

Now they believe it.

Some of them are still thinking secretly in their hearts, how great it would be if they could also become Nagato's comrades.

But Bu Qu is a domestic servant and a confidant of Princess Yonghuai. How can they get their turn...

"Everyone..." The weather was getting hot, so Feng Yun put on light and soft materials. There were no complicated and gorgeous clothes. There was no embroidery or pattern on the skirt. It was pure and light. In the hearts of these prisoners, it was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth. Looking at it from a distance Then you know that you can't reach such a high level.

"Have you seen the iron here?"

"I saw it." He replied in an unorganized manner, seeming to have no energy.

Feng Yun smiled and said calmly: "Come down and line up to pick. Pick the hoe to build the road, the pickaxe to go up the mountain, and the pole to carry the basket. The work is different, and the treatment is different. It depends on your ideas, but there are One point, whoever wants to cheat on me should go back to where they came from!"

Everyone cheered up, "Yes!"

Feng Yun nodded, motioned to Xing Bing to distribute the ironware, and then took He Qia back to Zhuangzi.

Offering tea, she asked: "Is there no trouble over there in Xijing?"

"No, no." He Qia waved her hand gently, indicating to the scribe to place the file he brought with him in front of her.

He Qia looked at Feng Yun's bright eyes and smiled slightly: "The records, documents, and the court's approval are all here. Princess, please take a look."

Feng Yun said: "I'd like to help you, Mr. Shi."

He Qia was Pei Ran's direct descendant. He was very direct when talking to Feng Yun. He watched her flip through the books and hesitated before saying:
"One thing I want to make clear in advance is that since the princess took the person away, the responsibility lies with the princess. If anything happens in the future, the governor's office will not care about it."

Feng Yun smiled and raised his eyes, "Is the treasury so short of food? Why does the governor look like he has nothing to eat?"

He Qia sighed, "Isn't it? After the war, most of the treasuries in Xinzhou counties were empty. Taxes were reduced and exempted for the private sector. Shops were not yet in operation. And in the year of heavy snowstorms, money and food could not be collected, and food was a problem. Where? They are all people who stretch out their hands for money and food..."

"Take your time. Everything is waiting for improvement, just wait for time."

Feng Yun knew the seriousness of the situation, so he smiled slowly and asked: "Is it Princess Ao's business in Xijing now?"

He Qia nodded, "The king is away on an expedition, Queen Mother Duan is not interested in anything, and Prime Minister Ao's hair will turn gray due to worry. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."

The establishment and development of a new dynasty is not that easy. Ao Zheng brought a group of new colleagues, not to mention anything else, and it took time to get through the issuance of government orders. It can be said that there are constraints everywhere.

However, these are not matters that Feng Yun should or can take care of at the moment.

She joked: "I told you to learn from Li Zongxun."

Seeing He Qia's embarrassment, she pointed at the record and said, "Everyone is here, right?"

He Qia nodded, hesitated for a moment and then said: "They are all criminals, but do you want me to leave some police officers to look after them for you?"

Feng Yun pursed his lips slightly and shook his head slowly: "It's just a crime, but it's just stealing to make ends meet. It's not a serious crime."

He Qia sighed a few times and lamented that the world was difficult.

Feng Yun heard the aftertaste from his words and smiled lightly, "Young Governor, please be at ease. The five hundred people you entrust to me are all under my control, and I will not let you worry at all."

He Qia Laohuai comforted him.

At the end, he lowered his head to take a sip of tea. He didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously:
"I would like to ask, how much food is stored in Changmen's village?"

Feng Yun didn't expect him to ask this, so he was startled, then smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"It's just a matter of time and again. Let's think of another way."

He Qia touched his beard and looked at her, "I heard from people outside that Nagato's cellar has been dug to the third level, and the tribe has grown to three to five hundred people. Not to mention other things, there are so many people. When it comes to eating, how much food has to be wasted..."

Feng Yun was secretly shocked, but his face showed no emotion.

"To be honest with you, the governor, there are not three hundred people in Buqu alone. But if you add in the maids, maids, handymen, and boys in the village, as well as all the people in the shops and workshops, the total of those three hundred people will be There are so many people.”

After a pause, he smiled and said, "But what did someone say in front of the Governor?"

He Qia shook his head and his voice became deeper, "He is just curious, how does the princess manage so many people to eat and drink..."

Feng Yun laughed, "The Governor is in charge of five counties, and he can handle hundreds of thousands of people with ease. I have a small Changmen Village with only a few hundred people, so what's the problem?" The two looked at each other, and after a period of suppressed silence, , He Qia laughed and talked about the spring broadcast, and Feng Yun responded with a smile.

Before leaving, He Qiacai looked at Feng Yun and whispered earnestly: "Now that the new dynasty has been established, it must want everyone to return to its heart. In the past few years, there have been many forts, and the clans and warlords have gathered their own troops, and it has become a mess. It’s not good for people’s livelihood.”

Feng Yun asked: "Why don't you, the governor, say something?"

He Qia said: "If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them."

Feng Yun felt warm in his heart and sent He Qia outside Zhuangzi's door with a smile, but a shadow fell on his heart.

She knew what kind of person He Qia was.

If she hadn't heard something detrimental to her, she wouldn't have said this.

In this new dynasty, or the Jin Dynasty that was divided into two, there are always people who want to pick the biggest fruits. -
After He Qia left, Feng Yun could not let go of his uneasiness.

In the evening, she went to the embroidery workshop to find Kong Yun'e.

Kong Yun'e was sitting and tailoring clothes, and Hengyang was clinging to her side, holding a bamboo dragonfly in his hand. The mother and son cuddled up, both with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Feng Yun stepped forward with a smile, bent down and touched Hengyang's head.

"Hengyang."

"Auntie..." The child's face was full of sunshine and he looked at her with a grin.

Kong Yun'e looked up and saw that it was her, and quickly stood up, "Why is Ayun here?"

"Let's see you." Feng Yun's face showed no change, but Kong Yun'e seemed to understand something. She patted Hengyang's little head and told him to go play by himself, and then took Feng Yun to the back room.

She now lives here with Hengyang, which is equivalent to having a home of her own.

Live a peaceful and peaceful life.

No one would make irresponsible remarks about her like they did in Taicheng. She is no longer the little widow of the Kong family who lost her family reputation and killed her husband.

Now she is just Hengyang's mother, Kong Yun'e, who has a surname.

"Does Ms. Yun have something to do with me?" She knew that Feng Yun was very busy and would not come over for no reason.

Feng Yun liked her straightforwardness and smiled, "Is Jin Ge coming?"

Kong Yun'e's cheeks turned slightly red and she lowered her head.

"I will come. Sometimes I wait for Hengyang to fall asleep at night, take a look, and then leave..."

In fact, she didn't need to go into such detail.

Feng Yun said: "How good is he to you?"

Kong Yun'e nodded, "Okay."

Feng Yun added: "In your opinion, will he be loyal to me for you?"

Kong Yun'e was speechless.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's hard to say."

Feng Yun hummed and said softly: "If he comes again, tell him for me. Just say, I won't embarrass him, I just ask him to check for me. Is there Xiao Cheng's spy next to the eldest princess? Xijing How many traitors has Xiao Cheng lurked in the new dynasty?"

Kong Yun'e was slightly startled, realizing that the situation was serious, and immediately agreed.

"I will, I will ask him. Let him help Yun Niang investigate."

When she said this, she seemed to think of something, "Isn't there any letter from Daman?"

Shortly after the peace negotiation was signed, Xiao Cheng returned to Taicheng, taking Feng Ying and Mrs. Huaman with him.

But since Daman left, Feng Yun has not received any news from her.

I just learned from Jin Ge and Ren Rude that Mrs. Huaman is now Qi Jun's new favorite. No one in the Sixth Palace can match her. Even Feng Ying has to be careful in front of her...

Kong Yun'e looked at the twinkling light in Feng Yun's eyes, suddenly lowered her head, twisted her handkerchief and asked awkwardly:

"Will she... betray you?"

Because she had betrayed Feng Yun and been betrayed by others, Kong Yun'e could fully understand the feeling of being betrayed by someone she trusted, feeling guilty and worried at the same time.

Feng Yun smiled and disagreed.

"Let her."

What she valued about this move was different from what others thought.

Of course it would be better for Daman to look towards her in his heart and do things for her.

To put it bluntly, even if Daman betrays her, it doesn't matter. Firstly, she didn't care at all what Xiao Cheng thought of her, and secondly, the thorn that Daman had inserted into Feng Ying's heart had penetrated so deeply that it was impossible to pull it out.

The two of them will not get along well in Qigong. It just depends on who is smarter and who will win. (End of chapter)