"General."
"The Great General is back."
"Hmm." He Fengmian dismounted, and many people happily surrounded him.
He remained serious and, after dismounting, strode towards the camp.
There were many generals in that room.
Sitting next to the main seat was a young man with a smile on his face. His exceptionally handsome face exuded wealth and elegance. Dressed in white casual clothes, he sat in a wheelchair, completely out of place in this military camp. This was He Fengling, who had injured both legs and could only rely on a wheelchair.
He parted his thin lips slightly, and said in a teasing tone, "General, congratulations on your new marriage."
The other deputy generals, who were also old subordinates of He Yushan and He Fengmian, grinned and said, "Congratulations, General."
The others dared not echo him. They had heard that the General had married a woman from the Xie family. Although they had not yet met her, they already disliked her because of the Right Chancellor and Xie Huilin.
He didn't say much about his elder brother's and uncles' teasing, but simply nodded and asked, "What's the situation now?"
He Fengling said unhurriedly, "Nearly 10,000 people in Qianzhou are trapped, but only a few thousand have come here."
Although there aren't many people, they still need to be fed every day, and we can't afford to provide them with enough food.
The city had only a small amount of food left; if it were distributed to them, the soldiers would go hungry.
It's not even April yet, and the imperial court's grain supplies will take another month to arrive.
Although the soldiers had grown some food themselves, it was not yet the season for it to ripen.
If we were to take in those refugees, the city would face a food shortage.
Recently, Kan Jin and Chi Yan have been restless, waiting for the city to run out of food before they plan to besiege it.
This is why they haven't opened the city gates, and why He Fengmian is anxious to return as soon as possible.
But it's impossible to keep them locked outside the city forever. They are the people of Dafeng. Since they're outside the city, they have to be allowed to come in. We can't let them starve to death.
He Fengling said, "We discussed going into the mountains to hunt before. Now is the time when the prey is plump and delicious, so we should be able to last at least a month."
The border area is too vast, and although there is a lot of wind and sand here, there is little vegetation.
However, just ten miles away, there is a mountain and a large forest range, which naturally contains a lot of wild game and wild beasts, making it very dangerous.
Even though it's close to the Red Swallow Kingdom.
But Chi Yan rarely went there, only saying that in the vast forests and mountains there, there was a mysterious tribe, the children of the gods.
When they patrol or hunt, they only stay near the forest and do not venture into the deep mountains.
Even when they went into the mountains to hunt, it was only a temporary solution to the food problem.
There are too many people; we can't provide food and lodging for so many.
Every year, convicts would come here, and they also needed food.
With so many people suddenly arriving, there wasn't a good solution in time.
Sitting in the main seat, He Fengmian tapped his fingers lightly on the table and said, "Send people to go into the mountains to hunt first, and then when registering, explain to everyone that the city does not support idlers. If you want to stay here, you have to cultivate wasteland and work."
Other generals asked, "Does the General intend to cultivate the land over there in the mountains?"
The land there is not as fertile as it is here.
Although it's only about 20 miles apart, separated by a lake, the place is completely different from here.
They had long wanted to develop that area, but unfortunately it was too big, and the war had been intense for the past few years, so things had only gotten a little better in the last two years.
Even so, they dared not be careless and continued to train intensely every day.
Someone smiled and looked at the person in the wheelchair: "The vice general is right, this may actually be a good opportunity."
He Fengling and the others had been discussing this matter before, but some people were worried that it would be difficult to manage so many people.
He Fengmian said, "Send people to guard them. Young and strong men with valid identities can join the camp. Those who are weaker should cultivate wasteland. Tell them that we do not support idlers. Whether they are old, weak, women, or children, they all have to work."
However, some things are more important than others.
The other generals nodded, and everyone discussed the matter further.
Meanwhile, at the General's Mansion, Shulan finally learned that the chubby baby in her arms was not He Dahuzi's son, but her elder brother's.
His wet nurse had taught him to call her "auntie" for several days, but he only remembered the last word.
With her starry eyes blinking and a wide grin, she cried out, "Mommy~~~"
Other words may be difficult to express, but this clear and crisp cry of "Mother!" is perfectly distinct.
He even nuzzled Shulan affectionately with his chubby little face, startling even Uncle Rong, who rarely showed such a change in expression.
After all, this young mistress has just arrived and we don't know her personality yet. It wouldn't be good if she didn't like it.
Seeing the adorable chubby baby nestled in her arms, its soft body like a ball of glutinous rice, Shu Lan's heart almost melted. How could she not love it?
He rubbed his face against his, making the chubby boy giggle, creating a very harmonious and warm atmosphere.
Uncle Rong and the wet nurse were relieved to see that the new young mistress really liked Young Master Sun.
Upon learning that the chubby boy's name was Xiaobao and that his biological mother had died during childbirth, and that he had been raised by a wet nurse and Uncle Rong because He Fengling was usually busy, he immediately felt sorry for him.
Holding the chubby baby, she kissed his little face and said, "From now on, Auntie will love you dearly."
He Xiaobao immediately nodded happily: "Okay~~"
Uncle Rong's smile became more sincere: "Young Madam, you must be tired from your journey. Take a rest first, and we can eat in a little while."
Shulan, holding the chubby baby, smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Rong."
After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Uncle Rong, when will the General return?"
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