After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Zhang Wanting doesn't like trouble, and she hates dealing with family matters and mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships the most. So her definition of her future boyfriend is that it doesn't matter whether he has money or not, since she has money anyway, but he must not have complicated family relationships.

It is best if the orphan has lost both parents, so that after she gets married she will not have to deal with the troublesome relatives on the man's side.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ning felt a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "I wonder if your parents are still alive in this era?"

Lu Xingzhou glanced at her inexplicably, not knowing what she meant by that, but he still replied, "Both my parents have died, and I've been lonely since I was a child. I was raised by the villagers with food from hundreds of families!"

Zhong Ning breathed a sigh of relief. "If that's the case, then there really is someone suitable. I may not have told you that in this era, besides you, me, and Fang Ping, there is another companion."

"Her name is Zhang Wanting. She is now the eldest daughter of the Pingning Marquisate. She was originally a wealthy second-generation, and like you and me, she comes from the future."

"She has a simple nature, a kind character, no ulterior motives, and is also beautiful... Her requirements for a partner are that he must be good-looking, well-educated, and preferably have no parents."

"In this case, isn't it a perfect match?"

Zhong Ning's eyes were burning, like a matchmaker, trying to arrange a good marriage: "When you return to Beijing, do you want to meet? We are from the same place and have common topics! Of course, whether it will work out depends on whether you two are attracted to each other!"

A blush appeared on Lu Xingzhou's face. What he feared most was actually the complicated political interpersonal relationships in this era. Although he didn't watch many TV dramas, he had seen "The Ming Dynasty 1566".

The people in there are shrewd and cunning. If he were in one of them, he would easily fall into the trap if he was not careful.

As for ancient women, although he had not had much contact with them, he knew that they all regarded their husbands as their heaven.

She gave birth to children for her husband and devoted herself to him. When she became pregnant, she would send her maidservant to be his concubine to please him.

Although these are male benefits, as a soldier of the new era, the party's education has made him inexplicably averse to all ancient feudal traditions.

Now that Zhong Ning introduced him to a fellow villager who lived from the same era, Lu Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll meet her!" Lu Xingzhou replied softly. It's not bad to have a girlfriend. If he is lucky enough to go home in the future, maybe they can rekindle their old relationship.

Even if it's not possible, it's good to have a temporary companion.

The two of them had a brief discussion on the subsequent matters concerning the Firearms Supervision. The large plain deep in the mountains was extremely large.

The upcoming construction project for a thousand people will involve food, clothing, housing and transportation. Of course, people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Households will come to arrange these.

The Imperial Guards will also assist, so Lu Xingzhou doesn't need to worry too much.

However, he still needs to refer to modern military camps for a rough plan on how to build this camp. Although Zhong Ning may not know much about military camps, it would be good to have personal advice.

Finally, in the plan established by Zhong Ning in Luxingzhou, he adjusted a variety of regulations to suit this era.

The two of them were shocked to realize that time was passing by quickly and the sun was setting.

While the two were discussing, Feng Xin suddenly came hurriedly. "Your Highness, we've checked and found out that Zhang Xiaoshuan has indeed been imprisoned by Manager Cai. He is currently in the woodshed in the side courtyard."

When Zhong Ning heard the three words "Manager Cai", his eyes turned cold instantly.

Feng Xin then presented a stack of account books. "This is the evidence I've gathered recently while secretly investigating the village. What the farmers said is indeed true. After three generations, the Cai family has already established a small power in this area."

"It's just that I usually pretend to be too good to the outside world, so the higher-ups have never noticed it."

Zhong Ning glanced through the account book and realized that a fat rat had been raised on the imperial farm, which not only harmed the interests of the farmers, but also the interests of the royal family.

"Just arrest them! Now is the time. I'm worried it's too late. They got wind of it in advance and escaped."

"When arresting, dispatch some imperial guards to assist."

"First, search the house. After that, arrest Manager Cai's family and all his relatives and send them to the Kyoto government office..."

"Corruption, bribery, deceiving superiors and subordinates, and exploiting farmers—these combined offenses are enough to cost him his life!" Zhong Ning flipped through the account book and said calmly, "But I don't want him to die. I want his entire clan to be exiled three thousand miles away to mine in the northern border!"

"Yes, I obey the order!"

"Go ahead. If you pass through the village during the raid, remember to tell me to have the most prestigious people in the village come to the village to discuss matters before noon tomorrow."

"Yes, I obey the order!"

After Feng Xin received the order, he hurried to deal with it.

Lu Xingzhou looked at Feng Xin's hurriedly leaving back and felt extremely envious. Such a subordinate was really easy to use and he also wanted one.

Fortunately, the emperor issued a special decree to send him a few secret guards, otherwise he would have been rude and planned to take this one away from Zhong Ning.

After all, Feng Xin is not only a martial arts expert, but also calm and composed in his work. During this period of time in the imperial farm, he also taught him martial arts. He is truly a talented person.

"Ahem...that..." Lu Xingzhou started to speak uncomfortably, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhong Ning: "No!"

Lu Xingzhou:.......

“I haven’t said…”

"I knew what you wanted to say as soon as you opened your mouth," Zhong Ning looked back directly, "You want Feng Xin, I won't give it to you!"

"Okay, don't," Lu Xingzhou retracted his gaze, "It's not like I don't have any. I will have many more next time..."

"Yes, Captain Lu will have many soldiers and horses under his command in the future. I can't even catch up with him!" Zhong Ning said, and was about to stand up: "I'm going to rest first, and we can continue to discuss dinner in the evening."

"Think about how to select soldiers for the Firearms Battalion these two days. After setting the standards, first train a few role models from the existing Imperial Guards. Then you and I will go to the four major camps to select them, which will save us some time!"

"Okay!" Lu Xingzhou said.

He had experienced Zhong Ning's skills before. If she was willing to help with the selection, it would naturally be much more efficient than him doing it alone.

........

In the village.

Old Zhang and others were still waiting for news from the front, wanting to know whether his grandson could return safely, but after waiting for a long time, they got nothing.

From the initial expectations to the current disappointment, Mr. Zhang couldn't explain how desperate he felt at the moment.

It was his fault, it was his fault. He shouldn't have let his grandson go to the imperial farm rashly, and he shouldn't have trusted a stranger to help him.

Why should others take risks to help him?

Mr. Zhang wanted to cry but had no tears. His slightly cloudy eyes stared blankly at the sky, his heart full of regret.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps and running outside.

There are so many people, they definitely cannot be from the village.