After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

Ji Fengjun frowned slightly, Wang Anlin was a bully, after what he said just now, Wang Anlin would restrain himself somewhat, but at most three months, he couldn't drag it any longer, as for the candidate, he had one in mind.

The man was called Li Jiamu, and he hadn't been admitted to the Jinshi. He was nearly forty years old, and he held a vacant magistrate in a lower county in Nanling. He had been in power for three years. As a Juren, who was born as a commoner, he can only suffer slowly, but you can give him a chance to try.

Speaking of this person, he thought of the Taifu, if it wasn't for the Taifu, he would not have noticed this person, so he asked: "How is the Taifu?"

With a chuckle, Ji Fengjun replied: "The old man is also at ease now, and he wrote a letter a few days ago. The prestige of the Taifu in the government and the public is not low, but he is old after all, so it is better not to bother him too much." yes."

Le Yi'an nodded, "Teacher is in good health, and it shouldn't be a problem to live for another ten years."

"That's right, it's the best thing for the old master to live a hundred years." Ji Fengjun chuckled, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Leaving aside the Grand Tutor's body, his own is actually a bit worrisome, and I don't know what's wrong with the poison on his body. These days, he went to look for Dr. Zhang several times, and Dr. Zhang took care of himself. After checking the pulse several times, I did find that my pulse was not right. Sometimes it was similar to the pulse of the people he saved when he was a traveling doctor, but as for how to treat it, there was no new progress.

Dr. Zhang described the symptoms of the person he saved. The person's perception of the outside world gradually decreased, and his spirit became listless. Finally, the person could no longer perceive the outside world. After a while, the person lost his breath.

The incomprehensible poison on his body is always a hidden danger——

Ji Fengjun frowned slightly. In fact, according to this description, he was a bit like the psychotoxin in the last apocalypse, but there are no zombies or supernatural powers in this world. Where did the psychotoxin come from?

Most of the poison on his body came from Xiliang, Dr. Zhang has not made any progress, and I am afraid that he will go to Xiliang to check it out.Slightly dazed, the poison has not yet flared up yet, although he is a little worried, but there is no need to worry about it all day, if you worry about it every day, then life is meaningless.

"My lord, what do you remember?" Le Yi'an asked with some doubts.

Ji Fengjun was sure that this matter is naturally not suitable to talk about with Yi'an, so he suppressed this matter for the time being and said softly: "I was thinking about the future, and I was a little distracted for a while."

When Le Yi'an heard this, his face was full of solemnity, "What are your future plans, Young Master?"

Ji Fengjun smiled softly, and said warmly: "If there is a war, what do you think is extremely important?"

Without hesitation, Le Yi'an replied directly: "It should be the general, the general is the core of an army, and the army of hundreds of battles must be led by a general who is good at fighting."

Ji Fengjun nodded, "That's right, for the time being, only the third elder brother can take on the important role in the army, and the rest are some useless scumbags. Generals are really rare, and I don't know if there will be rookies in the army in the future." .”

"Even if you are a natural general, you have to go through countless actual battles to become a general, and every battle is to fight with your life—"

Le Yian sighed slightly.

Ji Fengjun smiled. It was mentioned in the book that the thirteen princes are talented in military affairs, but now this child is still too young, and it will be more than ten years before he can go to the battlefield, but Ayan's performance is very good. That's right, if there are no accidents in the future, he will be sent to the third brother's command.

"You are right. Thousands of troops are easy to get, but good generals are hard to find. There is one thing that is as important as good generals." Ji Fengjun said lightly.

Le Yi'an was a little puzzled, not knowing what His Highness wanted to say.

Ji Fengjun's tone was condensed: "I want to say it is a weapon."

"Weapons are of course extremely important. If they are made by famous craftsmen, they will be able to create cutting-edge weapons like generals and Mo Xie. But there are more than tens of thousands of soldiers on this battlefield. How can there be so many skilled craftsmen? Work has been done on the material, which is why I value charcoal."

Le Yian's eyes brightened slightly.

"I used to think about how to refine iron, and I had to be instructed by an expert, only to find out that it was because of insufficient temperature. The temperature of coal is extremely high when it is burned. Although some coal can be found, I want large-scale Refining iron is not enough, and when I was the prince, the coal fields I found were temporarily unusable, but fortunately, coal was also found in Qinzhou not far from Xinyang."

Le Yi'an was slightly shocked when he heard this. He had never heard of this kind of statement before, but he believed what His Highness said, and said quickly: "Then I can send some people to Qin State mines coal."

Ji Fengjun smiled and continued: "The mining of charcoal is different from that of gold and silver. It is flammable. If there is no sufficient preparation, it will not work at all. Qinzhou's coal is relatively easy to mine, but after all, there is no such thing before. After experience, if you want to mine it safely, there will be a lot of preparatory work before.”

Le Yian nodded solemnly.

As for other things, Ji Fengjun also has some ideas. Regarding the war, there are horses, and the people's livelihood is food and cloth. Naturally, the people of the Qi Dynasty also produce and live in families or families, but the looms of the Qi Dynasty But it is a lot more advanced than the previous dynasty. If it is improved, maybe there will be some prototypes of small workshops.

After talking briefly with Le Yi'an, it was getting late.

Ji Fengjun raised his eyes and looked out of the window, only to see a circle of blush covering the sun, the whole sky was glowing red, his brows were slightly clustered, Ayan has been out for almost a day now, and he should be back soon.

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Ping An Lane.

Zhen Fanghai sat paralyzed on the ground. He was about to enter the Yipin Hall when he saw the little brat running out from the back door. He didn't care so much, and hurriedly chased him out. Without thinking too much, he chased all the way from the bustling Qian Street to here. In the alley, seeing that he had reached the end of the alley, he was relieved at first, but he didn't expect the nightmare to fall on him.

The eyes of the other three people were full of disbelief and boundless regret, but it was too late now——

Zhen Fanghai now only has two words in his head - don't!

Don't come here!

But the person in front of him knew what he was afraid of. He backed up little by little, and the person in front of him took another step forward. He kept backing until he reached the bottom of the wall, and there was nowhere to go back.

He doesn't want to die yet, he hasn't lived enough, no one will offer him incense when he dies——

Zhen Fanghai was extremely nervous right now, thinking about something scattered in his mind, suddenly thought of something, and quickly shouted out: "Xiaojunzhuang, yes, Xiaojunzhuang was made by Lin Zihui, and he killed it. The whole village of you—"

"At that time, I just looked at you, saw you pitiful, and wanted to save you. I followed up today just... just to see if you are doing well." Zhen Fanghai's voice was sharp, if it wasn't for this place, he would It is hidden and should be able to attract many people.

"The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner, you go to them—"

The corners of Jun Yan's lips twitched slightly, looking at the man lying on the ground, he couldn't help but chuckled—what he said made him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.

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