Yang Feng left Donglai Silver House, and there were six soldiers wearing mandarin duck battle jackets waiting at the door, holding Yang Feng's Huang Cong horse and greeted him. The leader was Song Ye, the young soldier who came out to dig wild vegetables the day before yesterday to meet Yang Feng.

Since Yang Feng distributed grain to the military households and carried out reforms, he immediately received support and support from almost all the military households of Qianhou. These military households do not care who the military field of Qianhou belongs to. They only know that Lord Yang is going to retrain the army. All the selected soldiers can receive a generous amount of food and salary every month, enough to allow their relatives to have a full meal, which is enough!

Since Yang Feng gave them food, he naturally gained the support of the military households, and Song Ye was one of them. On the day when Yang Feng distributed the food, Song Ye's family had a full meal for the first time. Seeing his two sisters eating delicious rice in a voracious mouthful, Song Ye cried. That night, Song Ye's weak and sick father struggled to make Yang Feng a ranking of immortality.

On the third day, when Yang Feng was about to choose a personal guard, Song Ye signed up first. After several selections, Song Ye and thirty-five other soldiers were selected as Yang Feng's personal guard. On the day he was elected as a personal guard, his father gave him a set of mandarin duck war jackets that he had treasured for more than ten years and told him to serve Lord Yang well.

Song Ye led the horse to Yang Feng and handed the horse to him with both hands. Yang Feng took the reins and turned over the horse. Song Ye and other personal guards also got on the horse, and the group rode their horses to Yang Feng's residence on Chaotiangong Street.

It sounds interesting. After selecting the personal guards, Yang Feng specially sent someone to Nanjing to buy a batch of war horses, but the horses were bought, but then he found that all the personal guards under him could not ride horses. This made Yang Feng so angry that he issued strict orders to Song Ye and the others to learn how to ride horses in the shortest time, and sent Geng Bingyi, the best riding technique in Qianhu, to teach them riding skills. After several days of sudden learning, Song Ye and the others finally barely learned it, but at best they could only ride. They were still far from wanting to ride horses or kill the enemy.

Soon the group arrived at the gate of Yang Feng's house and knocked on the door. Yang Laishun and his wife opened the door when they heard the sound. After seeing Yang Feng, the couple were extremely happy and wanted to call Yang Feng into the house and shouted that Yang Zhou would prepare to cook, but Yang Feng smiled and refused.

Yang Feng asked: "Old Yang, I came here this time to ask you. From now on, I will be stationed in the Qianhu Station of Jiangdongmen. I guess there will be fewer here in the future. Do you couple plan to go with me to live with Qianhu Station of Jiangdongmen or continue to stay here?"

Yang Laishun thought about it and replied, "Young Master, if the villain and his wife also went to the garage office with you, then no one would see this house. Besides, you must not be short of people at the Qianhu Office. The villain should stay here to see your house. In the future, you will have a place to stay when you enter the city. Besides, there is something else that the villain has not told you. A few months ago, the villain had asked someone to send a letter to the unsophisticated boy at home, asking them not to stay in Liaodong and come back to serve the master quickly. Yesterday he had sent someone to reply, and after he quit the mission from Liaodong, he would come back to serve the young master. The villain was also afraid that once the unsophisticated boy left here, it would be bad that it would be bad if he could not find the villain after leaving the unsophisticated boy."

"That's it!" Yang Feng nodded, then smiled and said, "That's fine, no one can watch the house here. Since you don't want to go to Qianhuyuan, then let's take care of my house here. When your kid comes back, tell me, I will try my best to arrange a future for him."

"Thank you, little man!" Yang Laishun and his wife were excited and wanted to kowtow to Yang Feng, but were stopped by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng sat for a while and declined Yang Zhou's request to keep lunch. He instructed the couple to pay more attention to the grain prices in Nanjing these days. If there was any abnormal movement, they would report to him as soon as possible at the Qianhu Station in Jiangdongmen as possible, and left dozens of taels of silver for them. Then he took Song Ye and several other personal guards on the way back to Qianhu Station.

On the way home, Yang Feng and others rode their horses along the riverside. The terrain of Qianhu House in Jiangdongmen was from low to high. Looking around, there were some fields unevenly distributed along the banks of the riverside, and the slightly turbid river water flowed to the northwest.

There are some fields on both sides of the river, radiating the surrounding fields and fields. Most of these fields are good fields, with the large fields of thousands of acres and the smallest ones of hundreds of acres.

Song Ye pointed to the days beside him and told Yang Feng that these fields were originally owned by Qianhu House, the best and largest fields near the river were now occupied by the powerful people in Nanjing. Only more than a thousand acres of unsightly fields remained in the hands of Qianhu House. These fields were all occupied by officers. The military households in Qianhu House either rented the fields of the officers to plant, or could only endure the high land rent and rented the fields of the powerful people around him. However, in recent years, due to the continuous drought, the water level of the Yangtze River has been declining, and it has become increasingly difficult to get water and irrigate the fields, and everyone's life has become increasingly sad.

Yang Feng got off his horse, led by Song Ye and others, and headed towards the fields by the river. When Yang Feng walked through some fields, he saw that the ditches next to the fields were dried up, and the surrounding fields actually cracked, and there were terrifying hard skin on the surface of the fields. Although there were still some small snowflakes falling on it, they disappeared in a blink of an eye, which was shocking.

Looking at the surrounding fields that had become dry due to lack of water, Yang Feng sighed. The Yangtze River was next to him, but the surrounding fields were not irrigated, which was the biggest joke. However, Yang Feng also knew that this period was the Little Ice Age in history. Such a bad climate would last for more than ten years before it could be alleviated. In history, such a climate indirectly or directly accelerated the collapse of the Ming Dynasty.

When he walked to the riverside again, Yang Feng found that the water level of the Yangtze River was indeed very low, and a large area of ​​riverbed was exposed by the riverside. Although there were some water diversion tools such as keel water trucks and chain bucket water trucks that rely on manpower or animal power, these irrigation tools that appeared in the Han and Tang Dynasties could only lead the water source to some lower fields by the riverside. A little farther away and slightly higher fields were helpless. They could only rely on some human power or animal power to carry the back of their hands. However, this was just a drop in the bucket for such a large field and could not play any major role.
Chapter completed!