I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

Feihuying's proposal is well thought out, everyone writes a letter to the family, and when the time comes, let the family write a letter back.

Thinking of this, Xue Dian couldn't help but feel very proud. The task of comforting the entire battalion assigned by General Yang was so easily completed by himself.

At this time, a voice came from the queue.

"General Xue, we are illiterate! Who will help me write a letter from home?"

Xue Dian was suddenly awakened!

Yes, the idea is a good idea, but in operation, it is not so smooth.

There are more than 1000 people in the Feihu Camp, and they are not from very good backgrounds, so most of them are illiterate. To say that they are illiterate is an understatement.

This situation is also in line with the current situation in the Song Dynasty. Reading and literacy is still the right of a small number of people.

In this way, in the Feihu camp, those who can read and write are not only rare, but can be counted on the fingers.

If you count on this kind of people to write family letters by hand, when will this be written?Not to mention one day, even three days can't finish writing!
Xue Dian was dumbfounded.

"Everyone go back to rest first, and think about what to write in the family letter. At dawn tomorrow, I will go to General Yang and ask him to send someone to help you write the family letter!"

The quick-witted Xue Dian had no choice but to let everyone disband first, and he himself hurried out of the camp gate with his personal guards to find Yang Yanzhao.

It wasn't that he was impatient, it was because this matter was related to the morale of the entire Feihu camp.

The road was very dark, but under the dim light of the lanterns, it was barely possible to walk.

Xue Dian did not dare to ride a horse, it was really inconvenient in the dark.

In this way, he finally stumbled to the place where Yang Yanzhao was staying.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao had already fallen asleep, but there were still soldiers on guard standing guard.

Seeing a few people coming, the soldiers on duty suddenly became nervous.

"Stop! Password! Heavenly King Gedihu!"

When Xue Dian heard this, he was stunned. He hadn't heard of any password.

However, he suddenly remembered something. He remembered that in the military camp a few days ago, Wu Fei had said this military order as a joke, and he thought about it carefully before remembering.

"The pagoda suppresses the river demon!" Xue Dian quickly replied.

"Ah! One of my own, show your identity!"

"Please tell General Yang that the last general, Xue Dian, is asking to see him!"

"Is there anything that can prove your identity, throw it here!"

Xue Dian had no choice but to take off the military badge that represented his identity, and threw it over.

After the soldier on duty caught it, he checked it carefully and confirmed Xue Dian's identity.

"General Xue, wait a moment, I will inform General Yang!"

After speaking, a soldier threw Xue Dian's military badge back to him, and began to report.

Yang Yanzhao who was woken up was a little annoyed, Xue Dian didn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did he come here?
However, since there are people coming in the middle of the night, we can only meet him. What if there is something important?

Only then did the soldiers on duty bring Xue Dian over.

"Come on, what can't we talk about tomorrow?" Yang Yanzhao asked angrily.

"Um, General, I've calmed down Feihu Ying, but everyone has a small request, that is, I want everyone to write a letter from home, and let the General take it home and give it to his family!"

"Oh, this is a good thing, if they don't write it, it will be over!" Yang Yanzhao said puzzled.

"Um, General, they can't write!" Xue Dian said shyly.

"What do you mean?"

"Please ask the general to send someone to help them write letters home!"

"Okay, then I see, you go back to sleep first!"

"I will retire at the end!"

Seeing Xue Dian walking out, Yang Yanzhao lost all sleepiness.

Yang Yanzhao felt that his head was hurting. Regarding the matter of writing a family letter to Feihuying, Xue Dian had no choice but to come to him, but he had no choice!

He held his breath, and listened for a while, except for the wick of the oil lamp in the room, which burst out a lamp from time to time and made a zla sound, there was a piece of silence outside.

Yang Yanzhao felt a little unbalanced, why would he have a headache because of this matter, while Wu Fei was still sleeping.

He was a little annoyed, so he decided to wake Wu Fei up and give advice together.

Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao called the guards and asked him to lead the way with a lantern to Wu Fei's residence.

Just as he thought, Wu Fei's room was pitch black, apparently sleeping.

He motioned to his guards and went to call the door.

"Wu Jianjun, it's dawn, it's time to get up!"

Finally, after shouting a few times, Wu Fei's impatient voice came from the room.

"Who is it? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you shouting!"

"It's me, Yang Yanzhao!"

"Is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow?"

"It's urgent! Open the door!"

"Wait!"

There was a sound of dialing a lighter in the room, and then a bright light shone through the window.

After a while, Wu Fei opened the door and let Yang Yanzhao in.

After they both sat down, Wu Fei began to complain.

"What's the matter? I still want to sleep for a while!"

Only then did Yang Yanzhao bring Xue Dian to him, and the soldiers of the Feihu Camp wanted each to write a letter home for him to take back, but there were few in the army who could write, so it was impossible to proceed!

After listening, Wu Fei couldn't help laughing.

"That's all! See if you're in a hurry, go back to sleep first, and I'll tell you how to deal with it early tomorrow morning."

"Hurry up, or I won't be able to sleep!" Yang Yanzhao asked resolutely.

"Okay, you can go to the magistrate Yang tomorrow morning and ask him to send all the little officials in the yamen there. If there are not enough, there will be a lot of writers in the government school!"

Wu Fei paused for a while, and continued: "Okay, let's go back, I want to sleep for a while!"

"It's that simple?" Yang Yanzhao was stunned, he always stared at his subordinates, and never thought of finding foreign aid.

"alright, alright!"

Seeing that there was a solution, Yang Yanzhao stood up, turned around and walked out.

After walking outside the house, he said something and went back to sleep!
Before Wu Fei could react, Yang Yanzhao walked away, so he shook his head, closed the door again, and fell asleep.

After lying down, he remembered one thing, he was still thinking about giving some benefits to the soldiers of Feihu Camp, and he forgot to tell Yang Yanzhao!
However, it's so late, there's no need to look for him again, let's talk about it at dawn tomorrow.

Now, no one came to call the door again, and Wu Fei finally slept peacefully until dawn.

Early in the morning, Yang Yanzhao woke up, he didn't come to look for Wu Fei, he took someone directly to the magistrate's yamen, and went to find the magistrate Yang.

After meeting Yang Zhifu, he told Yang Zhifu that he needed someone to help write the family letter.

Hearing that Feihuying would stay in Daicheng, Zhifu Yang was very pleasantly surprised. He began to call his master to summon the small officials of the government office to help Feihuying.

He was also afraid that these people would not be enough, so he sent people to the government school, mobilized dozens of people, including doctors and students, and rushed to Feihu Camp together.

When Wu Fei took the housekeeper and transported the lighters to Feihu Camp, what he saw was a long line of more than a dozen rows, walking towards the house one by one.

Needless to say, in the room are the small official who helped write the family letter and the doctor of Fuxue.