When Feng Wuyao thought of the military camp, he felt that he was obviously a little god, but now he was fucking the old lady's heart.

As far as she knows, Qin Zicheng had 5,000 original private soldiers, and when he arrived here, he still had plans to continue to expand.

This thought is just a few words!

Feng Wuyao sat in the carriage and was seriously thinking about whether to get some fasting pills?

This thing can last for ten days and half a month with just one piece of it, so it will save a lot of food.

Of course, refining this thing will also consume a lot of her spiritual power, as well as a lot of good things in her space.

Think about it, if it is used for those mortals, it is really not worth it.

Forget it, I'd better buy it with money.

After all, money is not worth it!

Along the way, Feng Wuyao stopped and stopped, and almost no village would fail.

A small village can collect 200 to 300 kilograms of grain, while a small village can collect 200 to 300 kilograms of grain.

In order not to let the guards see the clues, Feng Wuyao sent a group of people to escort the food away after loading up several carriages.

Next, several more carriages were hired, and the price was high. After it was filled, the guards were asked to take Madam Yang and Xiao Xi away first.

Feng Wuyao himself wandered around without any trouble, driving the inconspicuous carriage for many days.

She couldn't say how much food she collected.

I only know that there is a pile of food as high as a hill in the space.

In Yuzhou City, the house was arranged early.

The current prefect of Yuzhou City is old, and he himself knows it and directly submits a memorial to retire.

Now I'm waiting for someone to come and pick up the stall here.

Feng Wuyao temporarily lives in Qin Zicheng's private house.

The yard is not big, three times.

Madam Yang and Xiao Xi first arrived at Yuzhou City. After resting for two days, they began to prepare.

The lady had already given an explanation and asked them to come over and go to the village outside the city to see what the crops are like.

Feng Wuyao did not go to find Mama Yang, but went directly to Jiayang Pass, a hundred miles away from the mansion.

There, she felt a strong resentment.

The resentment of the dead is also mixed with the resentment of the living.

It can be seen that the situation here is not very good.

Within ten miles inside and outside Jiayang Pass, there are almost no living creatures other than people.

As for crops, there is no trace of them.

Feng Wuyao crushed the ground with his feet, then reached out and rubbed the mud and sand on his fingers for a while, and then stood up with a serious expression.

She doesn't understand agriculture, but she knows that the vitality in these lands is quite weak.

In other words, this place does not support people.

How to raise crops if you can’t grow them?

Feng Wuyao spent a few days to understand the inside and outside of Jiayang Pass before he went to meet Madam Yang.

At that time, Qin Zicheng had been ordered to leave the capital.

I don’t know if it was because I had the Holy Dharma Master, but this trip went very smoothly.

When Qin Zicheng passed by Fancheng, Qin Ziheng met him in the city gate.

The two brothers were kind on the surface, but looked down on each other inside and had a meal together, and then Qin Zicheng continued to move forward.

"Master, listening to the third prince's opinion, it seems difficult to investigate the affairs of the Meng family."

Qin Zicheng had a blank expression on his face, "If it was easy to investigate, Meng Yunhe wouldn't have even caught himself."

Song Lun understood the master's meaning.
Chapter completed!