The autumn harvest is in full swing.

The crops outside the city were harvested in patches with sickles. Although the farmers were sweating, they were smiling.

Wheat and rice are threshed and dried in the sun. The stalks are also dried and used as fire starters. Some farmers will take them back to feed their sheep.

The harvest has arrived as promised.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the Nine Forts do not need to worry about food for the coming year, but there is still plenty.

In contrast, the output of other crops has dropped to almost zero.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians can only feed themselves, not to mention their quality of life. After the food is harvested, every household will have a hunting bow, and men who can hunt will go up to the mountains in groups to hunt.

The demand for land has reached its limit, and the only option is to go to the mountains to get it. In order to survive the winter, the animals in the mountains eat themselves fat.

Reading in spring and summer, hunting in autumn and winter.

Currently, the heavy armored soldiers of Beishan Fort are in great demand for meat. The game and meat caught by these hunters will be brought back and sold to the government.

The officials of the General's Office of Fuhan were very fair in their payment.

Stealing the butcher's job, that's right.

Leaving aside other places, there are more than 10,000 acres of farmland owned by the Wu family outside Beishan Fort. Wu Nian bought it from officials at a low price back then.

afternoon.

The autumn breeze is cool, but for a strong man like Wu Nian, it is still a bit hot. Especially after boxing and sweating.

Wu Nian hid in the pavilion and ate mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

"Da da da!!"

Liu Xiang walked over at the lead, followed by three maids and a strong woman. They looked at Liu Xiang very closely.

She is now pregnant, and her belly is slightly bulging. Although she is an official wife, her hard-working nature has not changed, and she walks like a tiger.

No. I just came back from inspecting the grain produced in my own fields.

"Brother, our family has a lot of food. Maybe three million catties. It's really inconvenient to dry it. There's no place to store it."

Liu Xiang came and sat down opposite Wu Nian, her little face full of sadness.

"Are you happy?" Wu Nian raised his head and asked quietly.

"Happy." Liu Xiang said without thinking, her face changed instantly, and she beamed with joy.

There are more than 10,000 acres of farmland, which makes me feel at ease.

"Then be more happy. In a few days, the officials of the Fu Han General's Mansion will receive your food. Next year, you won't have to worry about our family's so many fields."

"Because we will live in the county town. I will sell these more than 10,000 acres of land at a low price or give it to the military households in the original Beishan Fort."

Wu Nian continued to speak quietly.

It was like a knife stabbing Liu Xiang's chest. Liu Xiang's face turned pale from the pain, and she quickly stood up and sat next to Wu Nian. She grabbed Wu Nian's arm with her little hands and asked in a panic: "Brother, what's this?"

Why, this is our family’s farmland. It’s a family heirloom.”

The maids and healthy women around him all turned pale when they heard this. How could the general sing this song?

"Don't worry. I have better heirlooms. The fields no longer have any meaning to our Wu family."

Wu Nian smiled and reached out to touch Liu Xiang's little head, and then stretched out his hand to place on her bulging belly.

Although the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh, it is the same for both girls and boys.

But boys can inherit the family business.

Since you have the heart to be a king and a tyrant, you should regard these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains as acres of land and these mountains and rivers as money.

If Liu Xiang gives birth to a son, he will inherit.

Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Liu Xiang didn't know Wu Nian's plan, so she was very angry, very angry, the kind that couldn't be coaxed. She turned around and left angrily.

"Xiang'er, walk slower." Wu Nian shouted quickly.

This little girl, don’t you know she’s pregnant?

"Da da da!"

Just as Liu Xiang left, there was another sound of footsteps. Wu Nian looked up and saw Liu Zhixing leading a strange young man over.

The young man has a dark complexion and is wearing a black coat with narrow sleeves. He exudes a capable aura. He looks like a businessman in Liaodong.

Wu Nian's heart moved, and he turned to the maid behind him and said, "Go down with the mung bean soup."

"Yes." The maid responded, bent down, put away the dishes and went down.

"General. This is it." Liu Zhixing quickly came to Wu Nian and nodded to Wu Nian.

"Please forgive me for being rude." The young man clasped his fists, came to Wu Nian's side, and whispered: "So that General Wu knows. My general plans to send troops on New Year's Eve."

Wu Nian's eyes flashed, and he pushed the young man away with his right hand.

I sent troops on New Year's Eve, but I didn't think so. It was really unscrupulous.

The young man walked away and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wu Nian nodded, then stood up and said to Liu Zhixing: "Summon the senior officials in the Fuhan General's Palace."

"yes."

Liu Zhixing nodded and immediately turned around and went down. Soon after, Wu Nian put on his war jacket and, escorted by his own soldiers, left the Wu Mansion and came to the outside of the hall of General Fu Han's Mansion.

"General."

In the main room, more than a dozen senior officials of the Fu Han General's Mansion, including Liu Zhixing and Li Yong, were sitting on both sides. After seeing Wu Nian, they all stood up and bowed in salute.

"Sit." Wu Nian nodded and asked them to sit down. He then came to the main seat and sat down.

Wu Nian's eyes scanned everyone present, including Zhang Bu's spy, Chen Ning.

This guy is currently in charge of the granary.

Before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first. The granary officer is an absolutely high-ranking official in the general's mansion of Fu Han.

After retracting his gaze, Wu Nian showed a smile on his face and said: "Everyone, the harvest this autumn will be enough, and there will be twenty-two thousand households of elite soldiers. They are not afraid of death."

"It's time for us to get out of Beishan Fort. Capture the county seat and drive away the Mongolians."

"You cooperate with Liu Changshi and Li Sima to mobilize food, grass and luggage."

"Call the captains of all departments to thousands of households."

"As long as I give my order, we will regain Liaodong and expel the Tartars."

When Wu Nian finished speaking, the smile on his face faded and was replaced by a look of solemnity. He suddenly stood up, his voice as loud as a tiger's, and his momentum soaring to the sky.

Except for Chen Ning, all the people present here are passionate men. In order to wait for this moment, they tried their best to help Wu Nian support the Fu Han General's Mansion.

The land of Jiubao is run like an iron barrel.

After listening to Wu Nian's words, their morale was immediately boosted. They also stood up, clasped their fists at Wu Nian, and shouted loudly: "Liberate Liaodong and expel the Tartars."

Chen Ning was among them and stood up too. But he was thinking about it in his heart.

"With food and elite soldiers, Wu Nian is very confident. I have to pass the news back to Zhang Wanhu as soon as possible."

Following Wu Nian's order, the Nine Forts were operating at full capacity.

The captains of various departments and Qianhu slowed down their training to allow the soldiers to recharge their batteries and wait for the war.

However, Wu Nian did not clearly indicate when he would send troops.
Chapter completed!