Compared to the Wei State, which had to first think about fighting for power in times of crisis, the Han Dynasty seemed much quieter.

Both the Chancellor and the Emperor have made preparations to take over the power of the Prime Minister's Office in the past few years.

Li Ping, the only one who can suppress Adou in name, has been suppressed by the Prime Minister for many years and cannot hold his head high.

Adou has a woman standing behind him. With the lessons learned from the past, it is impossible for him to release Li Ping again.

Before his death, the prime minister personally wrote a memorial to propose marriage to the royal family for Mr. Feng.

It can be said that the calmness before the big man's eyes took nearly ten years to arrange.

As long as Feng Junhou can stabilize the newly recovered Guanzhong and prevent the front from affecting the rear.

Then it is possible for the big man to make a smooth transition.

On the contrary, if Guanzhong is gained and lost again, the Han Dynasty may not only face the situation of the Battle of Yiling for the second time, but even Longyou and even Guanzhong may not be safe.

Regarding this point, the two women standing behind Adou and Feng Junhou could see clearly.

Therefore, Adou not only sent angels to Guanzhong as quickly as possible to calm people's hearts, but also formally agreed to the marriage between Feng Junhou and the Zhang family's young lady.

Even the Guan family, who were caught in the process and had a great deal to do with the matter, did not raise any objections.

At present, not only the Han and Wei countries are walking on thin ice, but also the various domestic forces in the two countries are also watching carefully.

The only exception is Feng Junhou who is at the center of the storm.

After General Guan returned from his inspection tour abroad, he confronted the fourth king Zhang Xiao who had come from Liangzhou.

Although the two of them are still calling each other affectionately as sisters as before, in fact, only Feng Junhou is the most aware of the changes.

"Tap it, tap it, yes, it's right here, oops, oops..."

Feng Junhou lay on the couch, moaning and groaning.

Amei was half-kneeling on the couch, massaging his lower back vigorously.

Li Mu, on the other hand, held the boiled Dali Shenbu Decoction, blew it gently, and sometimes put it into Feng Junhou's mouth.

The prescription for the medicinal decoction was robbed by General Guan from the hands of the goddess, and the effect is quite good.

But even like this, I can't stand the fear of having a fierce tiger and a cunning fox in my house.

Anyway, these days, Feng Junhou has been tortured by the tiger girl and the fox girl in turn, and the iron-clad man has almost turned into a scum.

"I can't survive. I can't stay in this house."

Feng Junhou drank the last mouthful of the medicinal soup and complained endlessly:

"I will leave the house today."

Resting his head on Li Mu's thigh, Feng Junhou asked:

"I ran away from the house, will you follow me?"

Li Mu opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she felt someone coming in from the corner of her eye. She turned around and quickly closed her mouth again.

"Where is Alang going?"

General Guan walked to the couch, bent down, leaned into Feng Junhou's ear, and asked quietly:

"Where are Alang going?"

"You can go anywhere..." Before he finished speaking, Feng Junhou sat up like a frightened rabbit, and his waist seemed to regain strength all of a sudden.

"Xijun, you, why are you back again?"

Feng Junhou was chattering and looked outside subconsciously.

The sun was just right, it was daytime.

"I heard that Alang didn't have the appetite for breakfast today, and I was worried, so I came back to take a look."

General Guan's face was rosy, like a flower bearing dewdrops in the morning, blooming unscrupulously with the damn charm of her age.

General Guan held down the sword hanging on his waist with his left hand and said softly:

"Alang wants to go out? I have nothing to do these two days, so I just want to accompany you."

"Out?"

"Yes, we are going out." General Guan looked at Feng Junhou innocently, "When I was at the door just now, I heard Alang say that he wanted to go out."

"Oh, yes, yes, go out."

Feng Junhou responded subconsciously and rolled his eyes a few times:

"Isn't it the end of April? It's the time to plant millet in Guanzhong, so I want to go out to inspect and supervise the cultivation."

General Guan nodded:

"Alang is right, farming is a big deal and should not be taken lightly."

This year's spring plowing in Guanzhong is actually not very good.

the reason is simple.

Last year, winter came to an end and the war ended. Before I could catch my breath, spring plowing began again.

Supplying food and fodder to the Guanzhong army is a huge expense.

In addition, a large army must be sent to quell Shangdang.

We should also pay attention to the famine among the people and provide seeds to the people...

After so much planting, even with Dongfeng Express and Longyou Hanzhong's grain reserves over the past few years, it can barely maintain stability.

It is simply impossible to restore people's livelihood on a large scale.

Therefore, this year’s summer plowing has become even more important.

It is related to whether the people in Guanzhong will have enough food to survive the winter this year.

"Where are you going, brother-in-law?"

Zhang Xingyi walked in from the door and saw the people in the room, his face full of vigilance.

It was as if the people in front of her were about to elope but she caught them.

Feng Junhou lay back on the couch and sighed:

"Go and inspect Xia Geng."

"I also need to go!"

"Okay, okay, you go too." Feng Junhou said feebly and perfunctorily, "Then who will take care of the children at home?"

There are six children, big and small. The older ones have to practice martial arts and literacy, while the younger ones have to be looked after carefully.

There is also a lucky Ashun. When his teeth are growing, he will grab the dog's tail and bite it whenever adults don't pay attention.

The wet nurse alone cannot suppress these little devils in the house.

The two ladies looked at each other, and then looked at the two concubines in tacit understanding.

Amei and Li Mu bowed their heads: Alang was originally going to take them out...

It's just that concubines have no human rights.

That's how it was decided.

On a sunny day in early summer, the blue sky wall is inlaid with marble-like cloud wisps, and swallows happily cut through the silence of the sky.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo's call comes from time to time, telling the world that "spring has returned" and early summer has arrived.

As the saying goes, the green is dark and the red is sparse. There are a few small red flowers blooming dotted beside the fields and ditches. They seem very light, so light that they are almost lonely. Especially when set against the surrounding dense green, they look even more late-flowering.

The wheat in the fields turned light yellow unconsciously, seeming to announce the arrival of the harvest.

Unfortunately, such scenery is rare. Most of them are bare fields without crops.

However, there are quite a few farmers working in the fields.

"Alang, where are we going?"

"Go over there."

Feng Junhou pointed to the east.

The group of people walked along the official road, and wherever there was a cultivated field, there would always be farmers busy.

Feng Junhou turned to Secretary Zhang and said:

"The resumption of production near Chang'an seems to be doing well."

Secretary Zhang has long learned to ride a horse in Liangzhou for so many years.

At this time, she was wearing a girdle riding uniform, disguised as a man like General Guan.

It's just that she doesn't have much experience, so people can tell at a glance that she is a girl.

After being praised by Feng Junhou, Zhang Xiaosi was a little dissatisfied:

"It's not enough. It's easy to talk about Chang'an, but further away, there aren't enough manpower to even re-divide the fields."

"Also, as long as you are far away from the army, there are many rebels and bandits. The county magistrates and magistrates we send out sometimes are short of manpower and need to personally go into battle to kill the bandits."
To be continued...