Farmer of Shu Han

Compared with more than a thousand years later, Qin Zhidao was buried in the long river of time, buried in the yellow sand and wild grass without seeing the sun.

Qin Zhidao in the Three Kingdoms period, although due to the strategic contraction in the middle and late Han Dynasty, many road sections were unmaintained and lost their original flatness.

But at last it was barely able to carry the team on foot without causing people to lose their way.

This made Feng Junhou have to lament the engineering quality of the hand-made madman-remembering the artificial stone Shuangnan Avenue that he personally supervised the construction of, but only ten years ago, it had to be refurbished.

Feng Junhou was really ashamed.

"If the big man really wants to consolidate Jiuyuan's hometown, it may not be possible to rely on Bingzhou alone. Shuofang County is too far away from Taiyuan."

"It is still necessary to restore the Qin Zhidao, imitate the Qin system, and build military cities along the way. At worst, we must learn from Qishan Road and build post posts along the way."

Feng Junhou was tired from riding a horse, so he ran to Li Mu's carriage to rest.

Lifting the curtain of the car, looking at the wild world, he said to General Guan who was riding beside the car.

According to the investigations over the past few days, signs of desert have begun to appear two to three hundred miles west of Qin Zhidao.

Although it wasn't serious, it was enough to attract Feng Junhou's attention.

In the future, the northern section of Qinzhi Road will disappear in the sand, and it will need to dig three feet to be sure.

It's just that during the Little Ice Age, the climate was abnormal, and the isoprecipitation line moved southward.

At this time, the big man did not have the ability to transform the desert in later generations.

So Feng Junhou knew that the deserts of later generations were beginning to appear, but he could only watch helplessly.

The only thing he can do is to minimize human contribution to the desertification process.

The natural desertification process may take hundreds or even thousands of years.

But as long as humans join in, this process may be shortened to hundreds or even decades.

Therefore, he had to control Yinshan and delimit the range of Hu people's activities within a certain range.

At the same time, captive animal husbandry is promoted to minimize the damage to the water and soil of the Hetao.

Not only for future generations, but also for the great Han to control Hetao for a longer period of time.

General Guan's eyes also looked into the distance, and said:

"I heard that Qin Shihuang mobilized 300,000 people in order to build this road, and the money and food were inexhaustible."

"If Ah Lang wants to completely restore Qin Zhidao, it may not be that simple."

Feng Junhou sighed:

"No matter how difficult it is, it has to be done. After all, in addition to consolidating the original place of Jiuyuan, the future foundation of the Xinghan Society is also in the north."

General Guan nodded, pursed his lips again, and said suddenly:

"It would be great if Ke Bineng's tribe was still there. At least 40,000 to 50,000 laborers can be squeezed out. Adding in the barbarians outside the Great Wall, and more laborers, there can be 70,000 to 80,000 people."

"Combined with the engineering team in Alang's hands, it will be repaired slowly for a few years, and I'm afraid it will be better than Qin Shihuang."

Feng Junhou looked at General Guan's regretful expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

I don't know which switch General Guan turned on inadvertently. Whenever he mentions a big project, he always thinks of going out and arresting Hu people as labor for the first time.

Remembering that he had just compared the Shuangnan Avenue in Hanzhong with Qin Zhidao, Feng Junhou was very embarrassed about his self-confidence in his family:

"Xijun was joking, how dare I compare myself to Qin Shihuang in road construction?"

...

After the team arrived at Qiaoshan, Li Mu also had to get out of the car and began to ride the horse.

Qin Zhidao, which has not been maintained by anyone for nearly a hundred years, has begun to become unsuitable for horse-drawn carriages in the mountain section.

Coupled with the tug-of-war between Jiang Wei and Guo Huai in Qiaoshan last year, both sides dug a lot of deep trenches to block the opponent's attack.

This further aggravated the road conditions.

After crossing Qiaoshan Mountain and officially entering Guanzhong, the road is easy to walk at once.

The section of Qin Zhidao in Guanzhong has been regarded as an official road for hundreds of years.

Especially when Sima Yi was building bridges and mountain fortifications, he deliberately repaired Qin Zhidao in Guanzhong, but now it is cheaper for Feng Junhou.

From Qiaoshan, Qin Zhidao can go directly to Chang'an.

Guanzhong in September has entered the end of the autumn harvest.

Officials from all over the country are nervously counting the grain harvest of the local people, and they will report to Chang'an after the statistics are completed.

In order to avoid that when winter comes, the local rations are insufficient and Chang'an does not have enough preparations.

So when Feng Junhou's team entered the city, Secretary Zhang who stayed behind in Chang'an did not arrange for anyone to come to greet him.

It wasn't until they reached the front of the government office that there was a clear and clear voice: "My lord!"

Following the cry, the two small figures galloped towards Feng Junhou who was getting off his horse.

Feng Junhou laughed, hugged Shuangshuang and Ah Chong with each other, and kissed each other.

"My lord, I want it too, I want it too!"

Ah Shun, who was already five years old, was not as fast as his elder sister and elder brother, and was one step ahead of his elder sister and elder brother. He was so anxious that he hugged the adult's leg and jumped and screamed.

"Okay, you come too."

Feng Junhou lowered his head, put both of them on his neck with one arm, and then picked up Ah Shun.

That is to say, Feng Junhou has been exercising all the year round, and he often fights on the battlefield. He is quite burly, so that he can easily carry his three children.

Zhang Xingyi and Amei, holding three two-year-old children, stood at the gate of the government office.

"came back?"

In front of everyone, Zhang Xiaosi pretended to say hello plainly.

Feng Junhou was riding Shuangshuang on his neck, no way to nod, he just responded: "Well, I'm back."

"The concubine welcomes the gentleman back to the mansion."

Compared to Zhang Xiaosi, Amei is much gentler.

"well."

"Not coming down yet? Are you going to ride your lord through the gate? What does it look like!"

General Guan followed up and scolded the eldest daughter with a cold face.

Shuangshuang didn't dare to speak, and quickly hugged Feng Junhou's head, wanting to slip down.

Feng Junhou was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly put Ah Chong and Ah Shun down, and then put his daughter down with his backhand.

"My son has met Grandma!"

Both Ah Chong and Ah Shun stood in a row, saluting General Guan respectfully.

General Guan nodded in satisfaction.

Then the three children saluted Li Mu who was following General Guan:

"I met Aunt Mu."

Li Mu stretched out his hands and said, "Good boy, get up quickly."

Probably because I saw the actions of my sister and brother and thought it was very funny.

The three two-year-old babies in the back broke free from the hands of Zhang Xiaosi and Amei, and yelled:

"My lord, mother!"

One side stumbled and ran over.

Feng Junhou laughed again, bent down and picked up the two.

Li Mu had been away from the mansion for several months, and now he was finally able to follow Feng Junhou's movements, stepping forward to hug his child tightly.

"Let's go, let's talk when we go back to the house."

After bathing in the backyard and washing the dust off his body, he checked the homework of the three children to see if they had neglected their studies.

"Papa papa!"

As expected, after a few months, General Guan picked up the whip again and hit Shuangshuang's palms and buttocks several times.

Shuangshuang's mouth was flattened, her big eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to cry out.

She turned her head and looked at Feng Junhou.

Feng Junhou hurriedly avoided his eyes, not daring to meet his daughter's gaze.

Ah Chong wanted to slip away quietly.

General Guan went up with a stride, and picked him up with "slaps" several times.

Ah Chong was not as strong as his elder sister, so he cried "Wow".

Feng Junhou sighed.

General Guan always has too high demands on his children.

Ah Shun, who was quietly hiding in the corner, was looking at everything in front of him in horror.

My elder sister and elder brother, who are invincible in my eyes on weekdays, are like weak chickens under my mother's hands, without the slightest resistance.

Ah Shun was relatively weak when he was born.

Although later on due to adequate nutrition, the body gradually grew stronger, but after all, his talent was somewhat inferior to that of his elder sister and elder brother.

Wushu is no better than Shuangshuang, and Wenwen is no better than Achong.

But he has one advantage, that is balance.

Every time he checked, he happened to be able to pass the passing line of General Guan, an amazing little guy.

At this time, a head appeared at the door, peeking into the room.

Who is it not Zhang Xiaosi?

Judging by her gloating expression, it is estimated that she has been tossed by Shuangshuang and Ah Chong in the past few months.

Feng Junhou rubbed his forehead, got up and went out before General Guan found Zhang Xiaosi.

He closed the door casually, and at the same time shut out the crying in the room, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaosi looked at the closed door unwillingly, and then said:

"A letter from Luoyang."

"Luoyang? Oh, finally regained contact with Luoyang?"

Feng Junhou was overjoyed.

The dark thread in Luoyang has been cut off for more than half a year.

In addition, it was confirmed that Yang Yi had defected to the enemy, which made Feng Junhou even more worried.

That's why he didn't hesitate to send his expert Han Long to Weidi to inquire about the news.

"Not only Mi Shishilang, but also..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaosi looked around and found that this is not a good place to talk, "Come with me."

After returning to Zhang Xiaosi's own small courtyard and driving all the servants out of the house, Zhang Xiaosi took out a letter:

"Sima Yi from Luoyang sent you a letter."

"who?!"

Feng Junhou subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but stopped halfway through.

He couldn't believe his ears, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Xingyi.

"Sima Yi."

Zhang Xingyi said affirmatively again, then stuffed the letter into his hand, lay back on the chair, and exhaled:

"To be honest, after I found out about this, I was just like you, and I couldn't believe it."

Feng Junhou looked at the letter in his hand, and the seal had been torn off.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaosi should have read it in advance.

It will take at least several months for Feng Junhou to visit the two states this time, and the return date is uncertain.

So he entrusted Zhang Xiaosi with full authority to handle Guanzhong political affairs.

What's more, the husband and wife are one, so Zhang Xiaosi naturally has the right to read Sima Yi's letter.

"What did he say in the letter?"

Feng Junhou threw the letter on the table and didn't bother to read it - if it was a literary parallel prose, it would be a shame if he couldn't understand it.

"Yang Yi confessed the secret work sent by the prime minister, and Sima Yi wants to exchange the secret work in his hand with us."

"Exchange? Exchange for what?"

Feng Junhou immediately thought of supplies.

After all, Sima Yi has a large army in his hands, and nine times out of ten, he and Xu Chang seem to be at odds.

It is not inconceivable that he would want to leave Xu Chang aside and collect supplies in private.

"people."

"People? Who?"

Feng Junhou was even more strange.

"Wang Shuang, and Deng Ai's skeleton."

Wang Shuang?

Feng Junhou thought for a while, and then remembered that it was General Wei who was captured by Jiang Wei in the Jingshui River Valley.

"Hmm... an exchange? This is a good thing..."

Feng Junhou was only halfway through, when Zhang Xiaosi interrupted him in a very unladylike way: "What a fart!"

Feng Junhou looked at Zhang Xiaosi in astonishment.

Only then did I realize that she seemed a little irritable at this moment.

"What's wrong?"

"Wang Shuang is a surrendered general, surrendered general! He has already surrendered to the big man, if you send him back to Wei State now, who will dare to trust the big man in the future, who will dare to surrender to the big man?"

When Feng Junhou heard this, he reacted and frowned:

"Yeah, I didn't think of this layer for a while."

He hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly realized:

"Cao! Sima Yi is an old idiot, he is setting a trap!"

Only then did Zhang Xiaosi give Feng Junhou a blank look.

Finally, he is not stupid.

After going out with Guan Hunv for a few months, I thought he would be like Hunv and become uninterested.

"Exchanging it will damage the reputation of the big man, but if you don't change it, who will dare to fight for the big man in the future?"

Feng Junhou's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sima Yi's proposal is simply putting us on fire."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety, and the soldiers of the Han Dynasty repaid the country with loyalty and righteousness.

If at this time he blatantly gave up the meticulous work of being in the Wei state, it would be tantamount to destroying the foundation of the first emperor's founding of the state.

It may not be the impulse that a qualified king should have to pour out the soldiers of the whole country to avenge Guan Laojunhou.

But for the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, this is righteousness.

They like this kind of righteousness.

If the king treats his ministers like brothers and feet, then the ministers will treat him like his heart;

Sima Yi's move was not simply to exchange hostages, but was also a test and a demonstration.

Feng Junhou picked up the letter, pinched it twice, but still didn't open it:

"For things like this, even if I'm not in Chang'an, you should send someone back to Hanzhong earlier."

"You think I didn't send it?" Zhang Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him again, and said, "I sent someone to secretly send this news back to the palace as soon as possible."

"However, this matter was suppressed by the palace, and it was not discussed in the court. Only very few people in the court knew about it."

Feng Junhou didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"

"Why? Once this matter is made public, no matter what we do, we will be at a disadvantage. The less people know about this matter, the less impact it will have."

Needless to say, this must be the opinion of the queen in the palace.

"Then have you figured out a way?"

Zhang Xiaosi didn't answer immediately, but his eyes were a little erratic:

"There is no good solution for now, but my sister said that it is best for the emperor not to interfere in this matter."

"What do you mean?" Feng Junhou became more and more confused, "What do you mean the emperor should not interfere? Oh, I understand."

Feng Junhou expressed contempt:

Don't you just want the little fat man to be a white lotus?

"So what exactly does Queen mean?"

"Send a minister to do this in private. This person must be the most trusted person of the emperor. His status must be noble and his status must be high. At the same time, he must have enough autonomy."

"Being able to have the power and ability to do this without reporting to the emperor is the only way to win Sima Yi's trust."

Zhang Xiaosi glanced secretly at Feng Junhou, and then quickly looked away:

"As long as the emperor didn't personally order it, it wouldn't be the meaning of a big man. After the matter is done, it would be best if it didn't leak out."

"If someone leaks it on purpose, the emperor will at most just pretend to punish his subordinates."

The more Zhang Xiaosi spoke, the softer his voice became:

"Others will also say that someone is acting in private, and they will not say that the big man has no faith in the general..."

Feng Junhou heard the back, his face gradually became expressionless, he looked at Zhang Xiaosi fixedly, and asked quietly:

"Is the person you're talking about named Feng Mingyong named Mingwen?"

Zhang Xiaosi lowered his head and wrung his hands, then put his thumbs in his mouth and began to chew, but he didn't dare to look up at Feng Junhou.

She could only hear her say vaguely: "It seems...it seems to be right?"

Feng Junhou stood up suddenly, and cursed angrily:

"What does it mean, you can just say it's me! General Guan said that you keep forgetting your child's last name, so you were right!"

damn it!

Because Lao Tzu's status is valuable enough, his status is high enough, his power is strong enough, and he can independently decide everything in Guanzhong, so he should blame the emperor?

Feng Junhou took two steps back and forth, and turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaosi who was aggrieved and about to shed tears.

He grunted bitterly, but finally didn't have the heart to continue cursing.

Because he knew that Zhang Xiaosi couldn't decide this matter at all, she was just conveying the meaning of the queen in the palace.

If it wasn't for the empress of the Han Dynasty who was Zhang Xiaosi's biological sister, Feng Junhou would have wished to marry her mother.

"Damn it! Some people in the big man say that I'm flattering, and that I'm cruel."

"Now that I'm really going to do this, I'm afraid that even the people of Wei State will say that I'm a villain who doesn't trust me?"

Although the queen's idea is very wicked, Xiao Wenhe also knows that there is really no way out of it.

This kind of thing has to be done by the most trusted person in the royal family, so that the palace can rest assured.

If others want to do it, I'm afraid they don't have the qualifications yet.

Just thinking that he was the one who was the culprit, the more Feng Junhou thought about it, the more angry he became, and couldn't help but yell:

"Sima Yi, that old tortoise!"

It can only be said that it is worthy of being an old Yinbi who can make a comeback under a disadvantaged situation?

Feng Junhou finally learned the power of the famous Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in history.

After being tired of cursing, he sat back in his seat, closed his eyes, and asked unrequitedly:

"What's Seisaku's name?"

When Xi Zuo comes back, I must let him know who is his savior!

"Guo Mo."

When Feng Junhou heard this, he immediately opened his eyes: "Who? Guo Mo?"

"Yes, I heard that the prime minister sent him to Wei Guo more than ten years ago..."

"Okay, you don't need to talk about it." Feng Junhou motioned Zhang Xiaosi not to say any more: "I agree to this matter."

"ah?"

Before the prime minister was alive, he had promised this person that he owed him a tune, and now let me repay it.

Feng Junhou sighed lightly, and it could be regarded as fulfilling a wish for the prime minister.

"Bring me my flute."

"What does A Lang want the flute for?"

"Being hurt by the one you love, play the flute to soothe your melancholy mind."

"oh."

Zhang Xingyi obediently responded, "What song does Ah Lang want to play?"

"Smiling Proud Jianghu."