Farmer of Shu Han

After going up to the second floor and entering the private room, Hu Ji had been waiting behind the door. She leaned down and helped the three of them take off their boots.

The private room is covered with thick velvet blankets, and when you step on them with bare feet, the velvet almost reaches your ankles, making you almost groan in comfort.

Half sitting and half lying down in the large booth, Du Yu looked at the extremely luxurious decorations around him and couldn't help but sigh:

"I didn't expect that barbarians could have such thoughts and wine shops could have such arrangements."

Yang Hu actually entered here for the first time and nodded in agreement:

"It's really unexpected."

As he said that, he glanced at Second Young Master Feng subconsciously.

But when I saw Second Young Master Feng looking around, his expression was as usual, and he even seemed to have a hint of understanding.

To put it bluntly, the things hanging here, especially the fabric decorations, look like they come from a foreign land.

But in Feng Erlang's view, it might have been designed by someone under Aunt Li.

Otherwise, who would bring these fabrics from the Western Regions to Chang'an if they have nothing to do?

In Chang'an, as long as you can afford the price, any style or fabric can be made for you.

On the contrary, it was the wine that Hu Ji poured into the glass that made Feng Erlang more interested.

The wine is like melted amber, and the golden liquid flows in the cup, shining with a warm and alluring light.

Take a sip, and the wine spreads in your mouth, as if delicate silk slips over the tip of your tongue. It tastes like late autumn fruits, full and ripe, with a hint of sweetness and a light fruity aroma.

"Eh? This wine..."

Feng Erlang shook his head, smacked his lips, and then looked at Du Yu: "Yuan Kai, try it."

When Du Yu heard this, he also picked up the cup and took a sip, and then showed surprise again:

"Is this a fruit bar? No wonder the wine was poured before the food was served. It turned out to be fruit wine."

In the homes of wealthy people in Chang'an, a kind of wine called fruit wine is popular.

Fruit wine has a lighter taste than ordinary wine, but has more fruity and sweet taste. It has a good taste and is very suitable for women to drink, so it is very popular among women.

People like Mrs. Zhang who don't like to drink often drink this kind of wine at banquets.

When Yang Hu heard this, he also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Then he drank the wine in one gulp and said with a slight sigh:

"I didn't expect that a wine shop owned by a foreigner would have such high-quality wine. It seems that the owner is not a simple person."

In the past, rose peach wine was very precious, so precious that some people only needed "a bequeath of rose peach wine to pay homage to the governor of Liangzhou".

This Rang is the famous eunuch Zhang Rang.

In other words, someone bribed the eunuch Zhang Rang with a bottle of peach wine and got the position of governor of Liangzhou.

Perhaps because of the reincarnation of heaven, Liangzhou of the Han Dynasty can now produce peach wine.

Although it is still expensive, you can still buy it from the market as long as you are willing to spend money.

But the popular fruit wine among wealthy people is more precious than peach wine. If you don’t have the connections, you won’t even be able to buy it.

That's why Yang Hu said that the owner of this Hu Si was not simple.

Hearing this sentence, Feng Erlang seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at the luxurious decorations around him, thoughtfully.

Du Yu didn't think too much and poured another glass of wine:

"It's naturally impossible to open such a wine shop in Chang'an."

Yang Hu nodded, "That's true."

Then he said with a slight sigh:

"Besides, as a random restaurant, the business is also very good. If I hadn't asked my friends, I might not have been able to book this private room."

As he spoke, Yang Hu turned his head and motioned to Hu Ji, who was serving him, to open the window, and a burst of noise immediately came in.

From the window, you can have a panoramic view of the scene in the lobby downstairs, all the excitement.

This Class A private room is probably the best location in the wine shop.

Booking this private room not only provides enough privacy, it is suitable for a few friends to gather and have a drink.

And you can also ask the best orchids in the wine shop to dance and accompany you with the wine.

The wine is good, Hu Ji is a beauty, and she can dance well.

The three young men were very happy.

Until the waiter of the wine shop came in with a bow and a nod, carefully apologized to the three of them, and reminded the dancers to go to the next show.

"Because the reservation was made three days ago, we can't miss the appointment."

The waiter explained again and again, for fear that the three gentlemen would be unhappy.

"It doesn't matter, this was agreed upon in advance."

This matter was indeed reminded from the beginning.

Unless the entire wine shop is booked, there is no reason to let the top dancer of the wine shop stay in the private room to serve himself and others.

The students in the college have always known the rules.

Feng Erlang, on the other hand, suddenly waved to the leading dancer.

The dancing girl walked over with a confused look on her face, and bowed slightly in respect, as if she was obeying Second Young Master Feng's instructions.

He didn't notice at all that his chest was revealing a large expanse of white.

"Su Niang, right? This is a reward for you."

Second Young Master Feng took advantage of his drunkenness and stuffed a few bills into the chest of the most beautiful Hu Ji.

Hu Ji's breathing suddenly became heavy, and she immediately leaned down and saluted Second Young Master Feng:

"I thank you sir."

When he stood up, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but his cheek gently brushed against Second Young Master Feng's leg.

He raised his head, but saw that her face was already flushed, and her eyes were almost filled with water.

Second Young Master Feng laughed and pinched Hu Ji's face gently: "Go ahead."

When Hu Ji heard this, she couldn't help but show a little bit of disappointment and a little bit of grievance in her eyes.

Until she walked to the door, she looked back at Feng Erlang, her eyes full of reluctance.

After the door was closed again, Yang Hu smiled at Second Young Master Feng and said:

"If Boyang really likes her, Hu can ask if Su Niang can come back."

Feng Erlang shook his head and glanced at Yang Hu:

"I remember my uncle said that I was able to book this private room today because of the help of my friends?"

Yang Hu nodded: "Exactly. In fact, he originally reserved the elegant room here. When he learned that I intended to entertain guests here, he gave it up."

After coughing, Yang Hu was a little embarrassed, "I mean, if Boyang is interested in that Su Niang, I can ask that friend again to see if I can help him again."

Feng Erlang heard it this time. It seems that Hu Ji, who is called Su Niang, the next guest is most likely to be the friend mentioned by Uncle Yang.

I saw him order Yang Hu and said with a smile:

"It's already rare to be able to rent this private room. Now my uncle is still thinking of making such a request. It seems that the two of you have a close friendship."

Yang Hu nodded and admitted:

"To be honest, I only got to know this person after I arrived in Chang'an. He is extravagant and has no moral integrity, so his reputation is not very good."

"However, after I talked with him, I found that this person not only has great ambitions, but also has great talents. He is communicative and bright, so he has many contacts with him."

"Oh?" Du Yu suddenly became interested, "The person who can be praised so highly by my uncle must be an extraordinary person. If there is a chance, I would like to get to know him."

Although Yang Hu's identity is somewhat embarrassing, it cannot be denied that he is not only outstanding in knowledge, but also in virtue.

If this person really deserves his praise, he is certainly worth making friends with.

At this time, Feng Erlang seemed to be sighing:

"Indeed, there are many people in the world who have been harmed by criticism."

Just like adults, alas!

Upon hearing this, Yang Hu gave a high-five and said happily:

"If Shiji knew what you two said, I think he would definitely make these two wise brothers his confidants."

"Shiji?"

"Shizhi is the name of that person. This person's surname is Wang and his given name is Jun. He is from Hongnonghu County. His family background is quite extraordinary. He has been a family of two thousand-ton officials for generations."

After talking about Wang Jun's background, Yang Hu glanced at Feng Erlang again.

Du Yu noticed Yang Hu's little movements and his heart moved.

Today, my uncle mentioned his friend again and again, probably with some hidden meaning.

Blessed to his soul, he suddenly asked:

"Could it be that Wang Jun is here too?"

"Yuan Kai is very thoughtful. Yes, he has long wanted to get to know Yuan Kai and Boyang, so when he learned that I wanted to give Yuan Kai a farewell party, he gave this private room to me."

When Du Yu heard this, he suddenly pointed at Yang Hu, laughed and cursed:

"I finally understand. Uncle, you said you wanted to send me a farewell today, but in fact, you wanted to introduce Wang Jun, right?"

Yang Hu quickly raised his hand to Du Yu and explained half seriously and half apologetically:

"Today I really want to bid farewell to Yuan Kai and introduce Wang Shizhi, but by the way, if Boyang and Yuan Kai don't want to see him, then I will refuse him."

Hearing this, Du Yu turned to look at Mr. Feng.

"The Hongnong Wang family with two thousand stones for generations?" Second Young Master Feng looked a little amused, "Uncle, is the Wang Jun you are talking about the son-in-law of Xu Miao, the governor of Liangzhou before the pseudo-Wei Dynasty?"

When Xu Miao served as the governor of Liangzhou, the Han Dynasty happened to regain Liangzhou. Seeing that there was no hope of holding Liangzhou, Xu Miao hanged himself in despair.

Why did Second Young Master Feng remember this?

Because his name is Feng Ling.

This order is exactly the order from Lingju.

Lingju is located in Huangshui, at the strategic point leading to Hexi.

Before Hexi was included in the territory of the Han Dynasty, Huo Yao once led an army to station here to guard against the Huns.

More than ten years ago, my own family was stationed there and managed Liangzhou by the way. Only then did General Zhao later lead the army to regain Liangzhou easily.

I was born at that time, so I took this order word.

Therefore, I naturally know more about the story in Liangzhou than others.

"Exactly," Yang Hu nodded, "because Wang Shizhi had a bad reputation in the village when he was young, and he didn't cultivate his moral character."

"And he is too dignified, and few people can get along well with him. More importantly, he is Xu Miao's son-in-law."

"It is because of these connections," Yang Hu smiled bitterly, "that's why no matter how talented he is, he can't be recommended."

Hongnong belongs to Henan.

Henan is the latest land recovered by the Han Dynasty, located at the junction of Han and Wei.

Local schools are not yet complete, and those who want to become officials or enter a college can only go through recommendation.

Not to mention that Xu Miao's suicide was slightly related to the powerful minister Feng Da Sima.

No one is willing to risk offending Feng Dashima - even if there is only a one in 10,000 possibility - to recommend a libertine with a bad reputation and a bad character.

"It's interesting that such a person can actually be introduced to me by my uncle so hard. It seems that I can't see him anymore."

Feng Erlang laughed instead, "Then please ask my uncle to come out and see him."

The Hongnong Wang family can be considered an aristocratic family.

However, Feng Erlang knew in his heart that the other party was trying so hard to get close to him. In fact, the real ultimate goal was probably his own.

It's just that the current master is not something that just a Hongnong Wang family can meet if he wants to.

That's why the other party decided to target him.

When Uncle Yang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed:

"Boyang, wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I go."

After that, he got up and went out.

After a while, Uncle Yang, who had left and returned, brought someone into the private room.

As soon as the visitor came in, he bowed deeply:

"Jun, I've met Feng Langjun, I've met Du Langjun."

After seeing the appearance of the person coming clearly, even if Feng Erlang had already thought about it, he couldn't help but look at Du Yu in confusion.

This prince is actually... actually a middle-aged uncle?

It even looks like he may be older than his elder (Mr.)?

This time, it was the turn of Feng and Du to feel a little embarrassed, and they stood up quickly:

"Ahem, Mr. Wang... Mr. Wang, please sit down."

This prince cannot be called a prince anymore, so he can only be called a young master.

Wang Jun seemed to know what they were thinking. After sitting down Qianrang, he said:

"Jun once heard that there is a motto in Royal University: There is no predecessor in learning, and those who master come first. Although Jun has been crazy for many years, he is still behind the two gentlemen. If he doesn't give up, you can call me the same as your uncles. "Government for scholars."

When the two heard this, they couldn't help but look at Uncle Yang again.

I don’t know how you called out “Shiji” when you two first met?

Du Yu coughed and finally asked first:

"According to what my uncle said, scholars... scholars are interested in studying in the academy?"

Seeing Du Yu's hesitant look, Wang Jun asked calmly:

"Do you think Mr. Du Lang is too old and a little late?"

When Du Yu heard this, he waved his hand quickly:

"Of course not. Baili Xi was appointed prime minister by Duke Mu of Qin when he was more than seventy years old. He assisted Qin Mu in openly traveling thousands of miles to dominate Xirong."

"Tai Gong Wang (Jiang Ziya) was also invited out of the mountain by King Wen of Zhou at the age of seventy-two, and the Zhou Dynasty lasted for eight hundred years."

"Shiji is in his prime, the time to make achievements. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I heard from my uncle that Shiji was quite, uh, quite informal when he was young. Who knows, but now it seems that it is quite different from the rumors."

When Wang Jun heard this, he sighed:

"Actually, my uncle is right. I really don't have a good reputation in the countryside. In the early years, because of family connections, I was recruited to work in Hedong. Unfortunately, I was at odds with my colleagues."

He said with a wry smile, "Later, when the pseudo-Wei Dynasty was declining and the Han Dynasty was rising, I didn't want to compromise with those colleagues, so I simply resigned and went home."

Hearing this, Feng Erlang took a serious look at Wang Jun.

It's a good thing that you resigned early. Otherwise, why would you bother so much today?

I can’t say that I will be able to meet the adults when I am in Hedong...

Wang Jun only felt that Feng Erlang's eyes were a little strange, but he didn't pay too much attention and just continued:

"Especially in the years since the Han Dynasty regained Guanzhong, the three prosperous times have been established, the people are happy, and the officials are in charge of the Qingming Dynasty, which is very different from that of the pseudo-Wei Dynasty."

"I was also greatly shocked. I suddenly realized that I had the ambition to rebel, so I shamelessly tried to find a way to get acquainted with the two of them."

Hearing this, Du Yu and Feng Erlang immediately became serious:

"Abandoning chaos and pursuing enlightenment is a very good thing; if you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good!"

A middle-aged uncle actually made such a low profile in front of young men like himself, what else did he want?

(There is a record in the Book of the Jin Dynasty: Jun Bo's tomb code is beautiful, not famous, and not known by local songs. Later he turned traitor, dredged and bright, and had great ambitions.)

When the curfew was approaching, Feng Erlang came out of the West Market a little drunk and returned to Da Sima's house.

As soon as he entered the door, a servant came to report:

"Lang Jun, the master of the house has given instructions. As soon as Lang Jun returns to the house, go see him immediately."

When Feng Erlang heard this, he immediately sobered up from being drunk.

Soon, when he arrived in the backyard, another servant informed him: the master of the house was already waiting in the study.

Feng Erlang did not dare to neglect and hurried forward.

"The child has met the adults."

Feng Erlang saluted and looked around cautiously.

"Okay, no need to read, your grandma hasn't come back from the army yet."

These days, without General Zhendong to assist in military affairs, and with the various military maneuvers of the imperial court, the workload of Feng Da Sima, who is responsible for the affairs of the minister, has suddenly increased a lot.

He threw aside the official document in his hand and leaned back in his chair. Even if he didn't look at his son, Feng Dasima seemed to know what he was thinking.

Feng Erlang couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his master's words.

The look of his son made Feng Dasima both angry and funny. He just leaned his head back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest:

"What? Did you expect that your mother was not at home, so you dared not come back to visit your parents when the college was on vacation, and instead went to the West Market to drink?"

Feng Erlang smiled sheepishly:

"Sir, please don't be angry. Isn't the child back? It's just that he came back later."

After a pause, he explained:

"And isn't Yuan Kai going to join the army? So today is actually a farewell ceremony for him."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and continued to report what he had encountered today:

"Sir, while drinking today, something happened to the child."

"What's up?"

"Someone wants to intercede with the child."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Hongnong Wang family."

Feng Dashima, who had closed his eyes to rest, finally opened his eyes and looked at his son:

"Wang Clan of Hongnong is looking for you?"

"A man named Wang Jun came to me through Uncle Yang."

"Hmm? Wang Jun?" Sima Feng repeated, his expression was unclear, "Then what?"

"I think this man is good."

Sima Feng glanced at his son again, "If you think it's worth dealing with, just do it."

The tone was light, but there was a unique domineering attitude towards the aristocratic families, "It's just the Wang Clan of Hongnong, it can't cause any big waves."

Sima Feng has knocked down countless aristocratic families, big and small, along the way.

It's not an exaggeration to say that his hands are stained with the blood of aristocratic families.

"You've grown up, too. If you want to do something, just do it. Don't worry so much."

As the son of Sima, what's wrong with practicing with the Wang Clan of Hongnong?

With the support of the adults, Feng Erlang showed a happy face: "My son understands, thank you adults."

"Why thank me? Everything I have done in my life is for you."

Feng Dasima looked at his son who was almost as tall as himself, and his tone was full of emotion:

"Unconsciously, you have grown up so much. In the future, our Feng family may still rely on you."

Feng Erlang immediately showed a bitter look.

Seeing this, Feng Dasima frowned.

"My lord, in the future, our Feng family may not rely on me, but on my sister..."

"What are you talking about?"

Although Feng Dasima doted on his daughter, he was not so confused.

Besides, letting his daughter support the family, isn't this a curse for his daughter to not be able to get married in the future?

Seeing that the adults looked upset, Feng Erlang hurriedly explained:

"Does the adults know what else I saw today?"

"What?"

Feng Erlang looked mysterious:

"I saw my sister with Liu Dalang."

As he said this, he also stretched out two thumbs and hooked them.

Indicating the unusual relationship between the two.

Feng Da Sima was stunned, and then showed a complicated look, and did not speak for a long time.

"My lord, if my sister is really with Liu Dalang, then our Feng family, will we still have to rely on my sister in the future?"

Although the adults and my mother did not clearly state Liu Dalang's true identity, I am not a three-year-old child.

Let alone the relationship between the adults and His Majesty, and the relationship between Zhang's mother and the queen.

Also, I heard from Zhang's mother that my sister was favored by the queen when she was a child, and she once intended to make my sister the crown princess.

This is almost a clear indication.

When Feng Da Sima heard his son's probing, he had no expression on his face and just asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I just want to know if Liu Da Lang is..."

He raised his index finger and pointed upwards.

Feng Da Sima did not answer directly, but picked up another document and asked, "What do you think is the possibility between your sister and Liu Da Lang?"

"As far as I know, the only young man who can laugh and joke with my sister is Liu Da Lang."

Feng Da Sima could not read the document any further, and raised his eyelids again to look at Feng Er Lang.

Feng Erlang quickly added: "Even if it was me, I couldn't do that."

"Cao!" Sima Feng threw the document away again, his face showing fatigue, and he closed his eyes with difficulty, breaking the broken jar, "Then you should prepare to be the prince's brother-in-law."

"Ah? Really?"

"What? Is the daughter of my Feng family not worthy of being a crown princess?"

"No, what I mean is that our Feng family will really have to rely on my sister in the future!"

The crown princess is only temporary, and she will be the queen in the future.

As long as his sister becomes the crown princess, she will definitely be the future queen of the Han Dynasty.

Feng Erlang is still very confident about this.

"You can't say that. Even if Shuangshuang really becomes the empress of the Han Dynasty, she still needs the support of the Feng family."

Feng Da Sima frowned again and criticized his son's lying flat thinking:

"Only if the Feng family does not fall can Shuangshuang sit firmly on the throne of empress; only if Shuangshuang's throne of empress is stable can the Feng family be more stable. This is a matter of both sides. How can you say that you can rely on Shuangshuang alone?"

Since the words have been spoken, Feng Da Sima will naturally make it clear to the future head of the Feng family.

As long as I am here, the Feng family will certainly be fine.

But I am just a disciple of the mountain gate (black whistle), not a real immortal, and I can't live forever.

In the future, the Feng family will still be handed over to this son.

Over the years, Feng Erlang has been hanging out with the current prince and is no longer familiar with him.

In addition, the Feng family is from the mountain gate, which is not inferior to the royal family at all.

So it is destined that I will not have such a great respect for the royal family like others.

Just hearing these words from the adults' mouth, his heart still couldn't help beating:

"Empress...Empress?"

This, my sister hasn't married yet, and the adults are already considering what will happen to my sister after she becomes the queen?

Feng Da Sima sneered, his eyes full of disdain for his son's performance:

"Why? Is the daughter of our Feng family not qualified to be a queen?"

Why did Zhang Xingcai always want Shuangshuang to be the crown princess?

There is an important reason, that is, the Feng family can make his son's position as the crown prince as stable as Mount Tai.

"No, no, I just think it's a bit sudden."

Feng Ling, who originally thought he knew his lord very well, suddenly felt that the lord in front of him was a bit strange when he heard the lord downplaying the position of queen as something in his pocket.

"What preparations are needed? Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared for you."

Feng Da Sima said calmly:

"Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, all the people in the world, who has not received the favor of our Feng family? If the daughter of our Feng family is not qualified, who else in the world is qualified?"

Regarding scholars, there are papermaking, printing, and the imperial examination system.

When it comes to agriculture, there are farming techniques, animal husbandry techniques, and farming techniques.

In terms of work, there are plum-type looms, wheel waterwheels, and wheat grinding.

When it comes to business, who in the world doesn’t know about the Xinghan Hui? Who doesn’t know about Dongfeng Express?

Coupled with the Feng family's contribution to the Han Dynasty.

Who dares to say that the Feng family's daughter cannot be the queen?

The daughter of the Feng family may not be the queen of the Han Dynasty, but no one can say that she is not qualified to be the queen of the Han Dynasty.

Do you really think that Feng Wenhe has been called me in vain for so many years?

Besides, the Han Dynasty is not like the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, so to establish a queen, you have to specially choose a small family.

During the Han Dynasty, it was not long before the Liu family shared the world?

Why can Ji Han be an exception?

Unless Liu Chen has the ability to tear down the foundation of the Han Dynasty and start over.

To put it bluntly, if Shuangshuang really becomes a queen in the future, Feng Dashima can guarantee her status as long as she is willing, at least she can be a version of Empress Lu.

Because counting the time, when the world is unified and Liu Chen has wiped out his generation, it will be about forty years later.

In the next forty years, due to the increase in food and the improvement of medicine, the population will inevitably increase.

The population surge means the early arrival of population pressure.

The textile economy in the west of the Han Dynasty, the planting economy in the east, and the small farmer economy in the middle.

There is also the possibility that capital groups spawned from the Xinghan Society are causing trouble.

It’s so exciting just thinking about it!

When that time comes, the secret skill of slaying dragons inherited from the family in the hands of Empress Feng of the Han Dynasty will be what the Liu family needs most, and even a life-saving straw.

If Liu Chen really dared not to miss his old friendship, Feng Lvhou Ying would dare to lead his subordinates and ask, "Why did your majesty rebel?"

Unless my daughter is a love brain and takes the initiative to give her life-saving trump card to others.

But considering Shuangshuang’s temperament, well, probably not.

Xiao Wenhe was cruel and ruthless, Feng Shuangshuang could at least inherit his ruthlessness.

As for foresight...

Feng Wenhe glanced at Feng Ling:

"I heard someone said that you are very interested in Hu Ji?"

Feng Ling said "Ah" and blinked:

"Who did you listen to, sir?"

Feng Yongyu just stared at him.

Feng Ling coughed and said, "The prime lady in the wine shop today is indeed quite good. Sir, did you meet her before you sent her away?"

"You guessed it?"

Feng Ling sighed:

"Sir, if you really want to talk about the quality of the orchids you have in Chang'an City, even Your Majesty may not be able to compare with you, Your Majesty!"

After all, the chief steward of the world's labor force is not His Majesty.

"And the supplies in the wine shop can't be hidden from others, so how can they be hidden from children?"

It's not that he looks down on Hu businessmen, it's that no matter how rich the Hu people are, they can't open such a luxurious style wine shop.

At most, they can make Hu Ji stand at the door waving her hands and shout a few words in half-baked Chinese:

"Alang, come and have a drink~"

Then deliberately reveal a little whiteness.

This is the limit.

Where do all these tunes come from?

Feng Dasima nodded, "It's okay, you can go out."

Needless to say, I know that my son is doing some temptations, my son also knows that I know that he is doing some temptations, and I also know that my son knows that I am aware of his temptations.

Some of the words between the two of them were said on purpose.

Feng Da Sima could tell that Feng Erlang had been testing Wang Jun since he deliberately mentioned it.

Although it is very obscure, how could it be hidden from the foresight of Feng Wenhe?

So he simply cooperated with his son and made it clear.

I have a lot of high-quality orchids given to me by others, but I can’t keep them at home. What’s the matter with using them to earn some pocket money?

After verifying his thoughts in the wine shop and knowing another secret base of his family, Feng Erlang resigned obediently.

But when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but turned around and said:

"Sir, the Orchid Dance is indeed quite popular in Chang'an City now. Our family..."

A bundle of simple books came over:

"roll!"

After Feng Erlang's figure disappeared, Feng Dashima put down the official document in his hand and rubbed his temples tiredly, with a look of distress on his face.

A son is not simple. How can he be simple if he is a daughter of the same mother and twins?

Liu Dalang, Liu Dalang, I didn’t force you to do this, you took the initiative to jump into the trap.

Back then, I politely declined this marriage, which was considered to be the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.

So I hope you won't regret it in the future, otherwise...

Anyway, as long as you are good, everyone will be well.

If you don't want to take care of yourself, someone will naturally help you take care of it.

Anyway, you can’t blame me for being cruel.

After thinking for a while, Feng Dasima suddenly clicked his tongue again.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking so much?

It is said that the beauty of a gentleman can only be cut down in five lifetimes.

I have fought the inertia of history with my life for the sake of Han China. If the Liu family is unwilling to leave the grace of two generations to the Feng family, then they deserve to be guillotined.

PS: more than 7,900 words, nearly 8,000 words.