Farmer of Shu Han

Followed the little yellow door into the conservatory, only to find that someone inside had arrived earlier than him.

Liu Yan, Wei Yan, and Jiang Wan were all present, and besides these three, there were two other young gentlemen, who were the younger brothers of the current Emperor of Han, Liu Yong, King of Ganling, and Liu Li, King of Anping.

When several people saw Feng Yong coming in, they had different reactions.

Jiang Wan acted as a matchmaker for Feng Junhou twice, and Feng Junhou took the initiative to transfer the government affairs under the jurisdiction of General Zhendong's Mansion to Shangshutai.

Reciprocity, Jiang Wan will also send someone to notify Feng Junhou of important decisions made by Shang Shutai.

Therefore, the cooperation between the two is pleasant, which can be regarded as a tacit understanding.

It's just that among those present, although Jiang Wan is powerful, his official position is the lowest.

Therefore, before the few people in front of him spoke, he could only smile and nod to Feng Junhou as a greeting.

It is well known that Wei Yan and Feng Junhou had a rift—anyway, Wei Yan had no friends in the dynasty, and it was also well known.

So when I saw Feng Junhou, I just glanced at him, and never looked him straight again.

Feng Junhou was not in the mood to care about him, he just took a few steps forward and saluted Liu Li and Liu Yong:

"Chen Yong, pay homage to the two Highnesses."

On the day of Feng Junhou's wedding, these two brothers were sent by the emperor to Zhendong General's Mansion to congratulate him on his behalf, so they are no strangers to Feng Junhou.

Compared to the slightly nervous Liu Li, the older Liu Yong seemed calmer. He quickly pulled Liu Li to stand up together, and helped Feng Junhou:

"General Zhendong doesn't need to be formal, please hurry up."

On the contrary, Liu Yan, who has the least dealings with Feng Junhou, has the most enthusiastic attitude:

"General Zhendong is here? Come, come, sit here."

Feng Junhou thanked Liu Yan, and then said apologetically:

"Snooze, go to sleep, can't get up for a while, it's a step late, ashamed and ashamed!"

Among these few people, Liu Yan is the oldest. Wei Yan and Jiang Wan are not much different in age, but they are already past their ears.

But Feng Junhou was just standing there, the last one to come, although it was not intentional, but on the surface it was really unreasonable.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yan smiled and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, we are all old, and old people can't sleep at night. The old man often wakes up several times at night. I don't know how much I envy you, who can sleep peacefully at night."

Although Liu Yan is in a high position, he has never participated in state affairs and has no real power in his hands.

If according to his previous thinking, his son will be able to inherit his title and maintain a little dignity in the future, and it will be almost over.

He never thought that after his son joined the Xinghan Club, many changes occurred in the family, which surprised Liu Yan first, and then he was happy, and finally became laughing from ear to ear.

He is a person who likes luxury and enjoyment. There are dozens of family actors who are specially used for singing and dancing.

When the first emperor was around, the rewards were generous, so there was no need to worry about making ends meet.

For example, the first emperor once rewarded the prime minister with as much as "500 jin of gold, 1000 jin of silver, 50 million yuan, and 1000 pieces of brocade".

But after the First World War in Yiling, the country's affairs were so difficult that even the imperial court had to tighten their belts, so how could there be any rewards?

Most of the land in Shu is in the hands of local aristocratic families. Even the founding fathers don't have much land!

Otherwise, Liu Yan would not have lowered his status at the beginning, and he would not even lose his face, and planned to use the big to bully the small, and put his mind on the business that Xinghan Club had just started.

It's just that I didn't expect it. I thought it was just trying to catch a soil turtle, but I didn't expect it to be bitten by Fu Kun, and even my own son was involved.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, my son is a promising man, and later he is willing to bow his head to someone Feng and join the Xinghan Club.

Facts have proved that Liu Jiazi really went on the right path, if not, how could there be the chief history of the Jiuyuan Governor's Mansion today?

The barbarians in the frontier are all well-known and vying to please.

Compared with the past and present, it can be described as heaven and earth.

The family has a steady stream of income, and the son has no worries about his future abroad. How can Liu Yan not be overly enthusiastic about Feng Junhou?

And what he said was true.

After all, as people get old, it is normal to sleep lightly, wake up easily, and wake up often at night.

Not to mention that Liu Yan's family has so many housewives, the amount of kidney consumption, cough, the pressure on the kidney is a bit heavy.

What Liu Yan didn't expect was that what he said annoyed Wei Yan who was sitting alone.

"Old man Liu, you are old and useless, what do you have to do with others? Do you think everyone is the same as you and can't sleep at night? This old man sleeps soundly!"

The discord between Wei Yan and Liu Yan is worse than that between Feng Junhou.

The reason is also very simple.

Because from Wei Yan's point of view, Liu Yan is just relying on his status as a veteran, but he can rank above him without making any achievements.

How can Wei Yan, who is naturally arrogant, give Liu Yan a good face?

As for Liu Yan, don't look at him being amiable to Feng Junhou now, but in fact he has a paranoid and aggressive temperament.

Otherwise, history would not bring disaster upon itself and end up abandoning the market.

In the early years, Liu and Wei also had a big quarrel in public, but in the end, the prime minister mediated and asked Liu Yan to apologize to Wei Yan.

There is no way Wei Yan can do anything against Feng Mingwen, who holds great power, but it is different for Liu Yan, who has a false name but no real power.

Liu Yan had heard about Wei Yan's loss, and when he heard Wei Yan's scolding words, his face changed, and he secretly hated him.

It's just that he didn't dare to reply in the end, he could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and continued to follow what he said before, and said to Feng Junhou:

"Besides, Junhou is highly valued by the emperor, and he shares the worries for the emperor. Especially these days, it is very hard for Junhou to work on the Liangzhou army's incorporation into the Chinese army?"

"So, Junhou has worked much harder than us useless old thieves, and it is normal to sleep a little bit."

Fuck!

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Feng Yong and Wei Yan, even Jiang Wan, who was sitting in the corner watching the play, couldn't help but look at Liu Yan seriously.

this word...

It's like stabbing the heart of General Zhendong!

General Zhendong is in charge of the military, and General Zhendong is sleeping. Isn't this pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, saying that General Zhendong is a useless old thief?

How could Wei Yan endure this?

He was angry from the heart, and he stood up with his sword, his eyes glared at Liu Yan, and his expression seemed to be devouring:

"Old thief, who are you talking about?"

Feng Junhou, who hadn't sat down yet, fixed his eyes, then stood up straight, subconsciously pressed the hilt of his sword, and looked at Wei Yan:

"Old Wei..."

After doing these actions reflexively, and half of the words were spoken, Feng suddenly realized that there seemed to be no one around him!

To be precise, there are no guards.

Most importantly, Guan Xiaojunhou did not follow.

I don't know where Zhao Guang's meat shield is now...

Realizing this, Feng Junhou broke into a cold sweat on this autumn night.

"Old General Wei, this is in front of the palace gate, and your Highnesses are still here, what are you planning to do?"

It is impossible to fight, but the momentum cannot be lost.

Looking at Wei Yan's appearance, Feng Junhou's heart was a little bit drummed, if you dare to do something, let's see how my Xijun can help me avenge him.

Besides, today is the day when the emperor bestows rewards on his ministers, and everyone points to getting promoted and getting rich.

If you really want to make a fuss, you will offend everyone and offend all the emperors and ministers.

At that time, if someone really wants to kill you, I will definitely add insult to injury.

Feng Junhou's heart turned like an electric shock, and he stood upright while he was still alive.

Hearing Feng Yong's words, Wei Yan turned his head and glanced at Liu Yong and Liu Li, and then there was a faint sound of the blade being sheathed from the sword in his hand.

He didn't speak, just "hummed" heavily, and walked out the door.

Although it was only a few breaths, the two most famous generals of the big man had the intention of facing each other with swords, which really scared Liu Yong and Liu Li a little at a loss.

Both of them held their breath at the same time, staring blankly at the scene in front of them, without thinking of standing up to stop it.

But this can't be blamed on them, after all, during the first battle in Yiling, the two of them were still young and didn't know much.

By the time they grow up, the big man has been victorious, constantly regaining the old land.

Waking up suddenly in the middle of the night, worrying about thieves and soldiers entering Shu, that was something their elder brother, Fatty, had to go through.

So these two young princes and kings were both grown up in a greenhouse.

Wei Yan and Feng Junhou are not the same, they are both generals who have fought in the battlefield all the year round, with countless blood on their hands, and their bodies are extremely murderous.

In particular, the figures of these two people are both tall and big. Once they draw their swords in anger, it will indeed bring a great sense of oppression.

But Liu Yan, the moment Wei Yan stood up, his heart seemed to be tightened in an instant.

At that moment, he realized that now, there is no prime minister.

The prime minister who could suppress Wei Yan is no longer here.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, it was Feng Junhou who stood up, which filled him with gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Little did he know that Feng Junhou was also relieved when he saw Wei Yan go out, his body was covered with white sweat.

"I didn't expect that Junhou could make Wei Yan back down a step."

I can make old man Wei back down!

Who knows what he was thinking?

Feng Junhou looked at Liu Yan, feeling somewhat dissatisfied in his heart.

People are addicted to food!

Knowing that he is no match for others, he still wants to tease her.

How different is it from my son Ah Chong?

He couldn't beat Shuang Shuang, and he still had to be mean. In the end, what else could he do other than being pushed to the ground and beaten violently?

It's just that he is Liu Liang's adult after all. For Liu Liang's sake, Feng Junhou still persuaded him:

"Uncle Liu, it's better not to provoke this person in the future. It was fine when the prime minister was around, and he could still be suppressed. Now that the prime minister is gone, if he really wants to fight, no one can stop him."

Liu Yan's expression was a little embarrassing:

"Who told him to say it so badly just now? I can't hold back my breath..."

You deserve to be abandoned!

Knowing the consequences, he still couldn't control his impulse.

After such an incident, the people in the house were not interested in talking, and after greeting each other, they chatted about simple topics one by one.

It made Feng Junhou want to doze off a little bit.

Fortunately, not long after, Xiao Huangmen came in again, bowed to the people in the room and said:

"My lords, the time has come."

Several people came out of the warm house, and they saw that the gate of the palace was being pushed open rattly, and the officials had already started to line up in the order of going to court.

There are three lanes in the palace gate, the middle one is for the emperor, and the officials have been divided into two teams, each standing on the left and right lanes, ready to enter the palace in order.

This time it was Feng Junhou's turn to be a little confused: Where should I stand?

Looking at the hesitant Feng Junhou, Liu Yan, who wanted to build a good relationship with Feng Junhou, reminded:

"Your Majesty, please stand behind Wei Yan."

Looking around, he saw Wei Yan standing at the front of the west road.

And Liu Yan walked over Shi Shiran, and stood in front of Wei Yan.

Jiang Wan, on the other hand, stood at the head of the road to the east.

Seeing this, Feng Junhou remembered Madam You's advice:

The princes, princes, heroes, generals and other generals will line up in the west; those who have no military merit or military merits that are not as good as the feudal lords will line up in the east.

It stands to reason that there should be two people in front of him.

One is Zhenyuan General Wu Ban, and the other is former general Deng Zhi.

It's just that for these two people, one stays in Jincheng and the other guards Bingzhou, so I, the general of Zhendong, ranks third.

At this time, the gate of the imperial palace had been fully opened, and the lanterns in the palace were shining like daytime. The soldiers lined up on both sides of the majesty's road, and the audience could only hear shouting: "The ministers enter the palace!"

But Liu Yong, who was standing at the front, handed over his palace entry certificate, and the person in charge of verification checked his appearance before allowing him to enter.

Seeing this, Feng Junhou finally understood why he had to wait in line so early.

Although the big man is still in the stage of conquering the world and keeps everything simple, there are not two hundred officials in the upper court, but there are more than one hundred.

After such a one-by-one alignment, the sky is bright.

Fortunately, Feng Junhou stood in fifth place, so he didn't have to suffer so much cold wind outside.

Entering the palace, there are soldiers of the tiger infantry standing on both sides of the road, each holding a halberd and wearing armor, protecting the ministers entering the palace.

A hundred steps further forward, it becomes a tiger cavalry army, equipped with armored riding gear, and the flags are lined up, which is extremely chilling.

Although these armored cavalry troops were created by themselves, but Feng Junhou was caught in the middle of them, the key was that he still walked, and they stood on horseback, condescending, which was very uncomfortable.

I was always worried that those ten-foot-long halberds would suddenly come down and stab me into a human-shaped meat skewer.

When you came to the front hall of Weiyang Palace, stood still and began to wait.

The awe-inspiring air brought by the cavalry soldiers around made everyone involuntarily quiet down.

Until all the officials had been inspected and all entered the palace, only three bells of "Dang Dang Dang" were heard, and then a visitor shouted at the gate of the hall:

"The auspicious time has come, Your Majesty is coming, come!"

All the officials began to trot up the steps in a single file, ran over the long steps, came to the gate of the hall, untied the saber around their waists, took off their shoes, and trotted into the hall again.

Not everyone can enter the palace, only officials with more than 600 stones and the emperor's special edict are eligible to enter the palace.

The rest are listed in the corridor according to the level of official position, and again, listed in His Highness.

When all the officials were seated, there was only a burst of bell music, the emperor ascended his seat, and the officials shouted long live, then walked to their seats and knelt down.

Although chairs have become popular among big men, sitting on knees is still the most important etiquette on important occasions, expressing solemnity.

This was a pain for Feng Junhou, who hadn't been able to practice kneeling properly when he first crossed over.

Not to mention that over the years, jumpsuits and chairs have been produced in such a hurry, how can I get used to kneeling?

The big man now has neither a prime minister nor a third prince. With Feng Junhou's status, he is naturally in the front position, and he can't do anything if he wants to hide in a corner and be lazy.