With Zhao Fengde's order, all the border guards under his rule moved. Yuan Shaojun wanted to close the city gate? Sorry, we disagree. Even if it was smashed, we would still say that the city gate would be smashed open!

After several days of continuous development, the people under the rule of Zhao Fengjun from the two prefectures of Gang and Ji have reached 200,000. Although the number of people has gradually slowed down, people are still coming one after another.

In this regard, Yuan Shao's border defense was helpless and quickly reported the news to Yuan Shao.

"What should I do? What should I do?!" Yuan Shao murmured at the report in his hand, saying that he was at a loss now! He had never expected this to happen before! Now that things are coming, he instantly numb!

"Lord, should our army continue to release food?" Feng Ji saw this and quickly suggested, "If we do not release food, we may lose more people!"

"This Zhao Feng! It's really hateful! It's so angry!" Yuan Shao was angry.

"Lord, in addition to releasing food, our army should also send people to Liaodong, right?" Feng Ji had a sudden inspiration, and it seemed that this was not a bad thing. Anyway, Jizhou has a large population, and a 200,000-plus is not a problem.

"Hmm?" Yuan Shao raised his eyebrows, "No, you can do this, you can make arrangements quickly!"

"Yes!" Feng Ji nodded and retreated.

"What should I get from Liaodong this time?" Yuan Shao's angry mood just now was wiped out, replaced by a faint excitement. Little did he know that Zhao Feng had already made complete preparations.

...

"What's going on now?" Zhao Feng saw Guo Jia coming, and before Guo Jia could speak, he asked the first question.

"Report to the lord, nearly 250,000 people have flocked to our army under Yuan Shao's rule! And they have all been properly arranged!" Guo Jia's tone was a little excited. Although Jizhou has a large population, 250,000 is not a small amount. What's more, Yuan Shao's Jizhou land is only half. How much population can it be?

Now that there are 250,000 people missing at once, even if they are not hurt, they will need to be recuperated for a long time again!

Moreover, as one grows and the other falls, Liaodong's strength is enriched again. Even if there is a shortage of food and grass, it doesn't matter at all, because as long as the harvest is good this year, the Liaodong treasury will definitely be abundant!

"Okay! Don't be stingy with food and grass. Even if we have to drink porridge every day in the future, we must make sure that the people who are new to my Liaodong have food!" Zhao Feng said.

"Yes!" Guo Jia sighed in his heart. What Zhao Feng thought was exactly what he thought. After all, the time is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people. With harmony, you can be invincible!

"Lord, you're so happy!" At this time, Cheng Yu's shout interrupted the conversation between the two.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zhongde? Is there anything that can make Mr. Zhongde like this?" Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"It's the food and grass problem, it's solved!" Cheng Yu said in a surprising way.

"Solved?" Zhao Feng was happy, "What's going on?"

"That's right. Just yesterday, yesterday's Liaodong Daily published the news that the people under Yuan Shao's rule came to Liaodong. After this issue of the Liaodong Daily was released, the people spontaneously donated the surplus grain from their homes! Now, the grain in the treasury is even better than when the harvest just now!" Cheng Yu said in a trembling voice.

"What?!!" Zhao Feng was shocked. It was like this! In one side, there were difficulties, and all sides supported it. In ancient times, the people were simple. It seemed that it was really true. If you treat him well, then he would definitely treat you well! "Hahaha! It's really God helping me! God helps me!"

"Mr. Zhongde, record the food donated by his family. After the autumn harvest, our army has surplus food, and return the food to the people. It is not easy for the food that the people can save!" After a long time, Zhao Feng ordered.

"Yes! I remember!" Cheng Yu nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Zhao Feng's performance.

"By the way, can you catch the spies sent by the other princes?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Well, I've caught it, and there are quite a few!" Cheng Yu nodded, "So far, half of the more than 100 spies have been arrested were sent by Yuan Shao, half of them were sent by Cao Cao, and some were sent by Dong Zhuo. The remaining three or two were stubborn and refused to admit it."

"Okay! It's done well, but the wind probably has it. You continue to stare at it, waiting for the hidden spies to reveal their strength!" Zhao Feng praised.

"Yes!" The two of them received the order.

"Okay, you guys go and do it first!" Zhao Feng waved his hand and signaled the two of them to go down.

"I'm going to leave!" The two of them stood up and walked out of the prefect's mansion.

Zhao Feng shook his slightly heavy head. Although he had been home for several days of recuperation, Zhao Feng was still a little tired.

"Brother Feng, are you still uncomfortable?" At this time, a pair of gentle hands stroked Zhao Fengde's temple and gently pressed it.

"Yes, I still have a headache, but with Xueer's company, Brother Feng is much better!" Zhao Feng smiled, leaned back slightly, and leaned in Bian Xue's arms.

"You are just trying too hard. How could you do this?" Bian Xue said with some reproach.

"Okay, OK, Qing'er has already said to me!" Zhao Feng chuckled.

"Okay, go back to your room and have a rest!" Bian Xue said softly.

"By the way, Xue'er, there is something I haven't told you!" Zhao Feng suddenly remembered something, so his tone was a little solemn.

"Why is it so serious? Do we still need this between us?" Bian Xue was slightly stunned, then chuckled.

"That's right. A few days ago, I took Qing'er away!" Zhao Feng said a little embarrassedly.

"Oh?" Bian Xue raised her eyebrows, "I finally got it done? I thought something was wrong with you!"

"..." What's wrong with it? I really thought about it, Zhao Feng was speechless.

"Xue'er, aren't you angry? Qing'er may be with us for a long time, and she doesn't want Yan'er and the others to do that!" Zhao Feng said.

"You! I'm not so scrupulous! If it weren't for Qing'er, he wouldn't have met you here again! Moreover, I'd seen that Qing'er was interested in you, but you just didn't respond to him!" Bian Xue smiled slightly and said as if she was angry.

"Thank you, Xue'er!" Zhao Feng smiled slightly. It was no longer suitable to say anything else!

"Brother Feng, you just said that Yan'er and the others are different from us? Did you say that?" Xue'er no longer dared to think about it anymore.

"Yes!" Zhao Feng nodded, confirming what Bian Xue was thinking.

"Where is Yi'er?" Bian Xue's voice was a little timid.
Chapter completed!