Farmer of Shu Han

Qiang Di Qiang Di, Qiang people and Di people have the same origin.

I think that when my father was the king of Di, he was also regarded as the king of Qiang by the Qiang people in Liangzhou.

But Qiang Duan forcibly distinguished the Qiang and Di people, presumably as a means to annex those tribes that did not accept him.

After living in Hanzhong for so many years, Yang Wanwan understood that Qiang people and Di people are actually the same thing in the eyes of Han people.

They are all grazing grass by grass. God is lucky if they can survive. Who would think about who they are?

This year they are Qiang people, next year they are Di people, and even if they are Di people today, they will become Qiang people tomorrow. That is perfectly normal.

Are the Huns powerful? What about now? Being swallowed by the Xianbei people, isn't he still a Xianbei?

That Qiangduan, who betrayed General Shenweitian at the beginning and voted for the Cao thief, now uses the difference between Qiang and Di to eliminate dissidents, clearly harboring wolfish ambitions.

Looking at Zagotel in front of him, he already considers himself a Qiang people, and feels that he is different from the Di people. If he wants to come to that Yinping land, the difference between the Qiang and Di people has reached a very clear point.

Thinking of this, Yang Wanwan frowned and said, "General Jiang, I'm afraid it's a conspiracy to separate the Qiang people from the Di people!"

"Even if he has a conspiracy, it is something Cao thief has to consider, and it has nothing to do with us."

Jiang Shu didn't care, shook his head and said with a smile, "Besides, these things are too far away for us to talk about."

Yang Wanwan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end he just sighed and fell silent.

The main road of the textile workshop was paved very quickly. After the surface was dry and watered for two or three days at the very beginning, Feng Yong announced that he could leave.

I couldn't bear it for a long time, Li Yi and others ran up first, stretched out their feet and stomped, only to feel that the road was extremely hard, and then bent down to feel it, and then supported it with their hands a few times, then raised their heads Come on, exclaimed, "Brother, this road is not far from the official road of Jincheng Dynasty, right?"

"Okay, if you want to see it, go up and see it. From now on, our workshop will be this way."

Feng Yong looked at the hesitant servants and waved his hand.

The side of the road was crowded with veterans watching the excitement and the female weavers who were supposed to take their lunch break. They stretched their necks and looked at the concrete road. Even Li Langjun and other nobles looked cautiously. All of them looked incomprehensible.

"My lord, this road... can we also walk on weekdays?"

As the first batch of veterans who followed Feng Yong, Lu Laozu was already a small boss. He pointed to the extremely smooth road, "Li Langjun just said that this road is no worse than Jincheng Chaoguan Road. Woolen cloth."

There is a road in Jincheng Street, called Chaoguan Road, which is specially used by court officials to go to court.

On weekdays, common people can also walk, but they can only walk along the side, and they have to get out of the way in time when they encounter officials, otherwise they will be knocked down by the officials' chariots and horses, and there is no place to appeal, and they may even be arrested and beaten board.

Feng Yong said strangely, "Isn't this road repaired to make it easier for everyone to walk? Is there anything that can't be walked?"

Then, he pointed to the unfinished construction site in the distance, "From now on, all the roads of our textile workshop will look like this. If you can't go, where should you go?"

Old soldier Lu rubbed his hands, bent down like Li Yi, touched the concrete floor, pressed it again, and looked at Feng Yong flatteringly, "It means that the master has such abilities! After following the master, even Walking is a blessing.”

"Who says it's not?" A bearded man on the side interjected, his eyes almost turned into Zhang Fei's eyes, he looked at Feng Yong adoringly, and said bluntly, "Let's go this way, isn't it a success?" Have you received the treatment of those adults in Jincheng?"

yo!

Lao Tzu has a lot of talents under his command, even a naturalized barbarian has learned to flatter.

"Nonsense!" Although Feng Tubie waved his hands modestly on the surface, he couldn't hide a smile on his face, comfortable, very comfortable, no wonder everyone likes to listen to good things.

"Walking on a smooth road will become the treatment of Lord Jincheng? The adults of Jincheng work hard for the country, and you don't even know a few big characters every day. It's a good thing to think about!"

Feng Tubie glanced contemptuously at the people who were more humble than himself, "Okay, don't dawdle, come up and take a look."

When everyone heard this, they all laughed loudly.

If you want to say that this master is ruthless, it is really ruthless.

Aside from the messy rumors outside, I just saw with my own eyes, how many of those barbarian captives were buried alive in kilns and mines.

But if you want to say kindness, it is also kindness.

Not to mention those barbarians with household registration, even craftsmen with humble registration have been changed to good registration. There are only two types of people with household registration and those without household registration in textile workshops. explain.

The servants mixed the soil with water to pave the road, and the dust was flying all day long. The master didn't dislike it, and followed behind to watch every day.

Even the master could squat on the side of the road and chat with the servants.

Not to mention that everyone can have enough food and clothing.

The only requirement is to abide by the rules of the master's house and work hard.

Who doesn't have the strength these days? I don't think about anything, as long as I listen to the master's words, I can live a good life. Where can I find such a master's family?

The head of the head and the head of Guizhou don't understand the main principles, but they can still tell what the other nobles look like and what the owner's family looks like.

Therefore, although the main family has no image on weekdays, the people under him are grateful and respectful from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing Feng Yong's words at this time, the crowd no longer flinched, and walked onto the road in a single file, and some even jumped twice out of curiosity.

A curious guy deliberately took a stone from the side of the road and tried to knock it on the road a few times. Feng Yong saw it and shouted, "You can't hit it with a stone. This road is not as hard as a stone."

Old soldier Lu reacted quickly. Hearing what Feng Yong said, he hurried over and kicked the man like a vicious dog, yelling and cursing, "Damn it! The master worked so hard to repair such an upper body." If you don’t take good care of a good road, why would you throw a stone at it? If it breaks, can you afford it?”

After finishing speaking, he bent down and smiled at Feng Yong, "Master, what do we need to pay attention to when we walk this way on weekdays? Take advantage of this rest time, tell everyone?"

The guy who was kicked and gnawed at the mud got up, glanced at Feng Yong with some timidity, smirked, and shrank back apologetically, he seemed to want to say something to apologize, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Okay, just wipe the mud off your mouth."

Old Lu's kick was bad enough, he really kicked his mouth full of mud, and he didn't know if his mouth was broken.

"It's the same as walking in the usual way. What can I pay attention to?"

Feng Yong still overestimated the acceptance ability of a group of Three Kingdoms Turtles, and they saw with their own eyes that several kinds of soil dregs were mixed together with water, and it became this kind of artificial stone road that had never been seen before. In their eyes, the huge artificial stone road probably cast some kind of spell.

so……

"There are a few over there, what are you doing kneeling down? I'm not dead yet!"

It may be that they felt some kind of mysterious power in person. Several people knelt down and looked at Feng Yong with admiration, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

And it also infected the people around. Many people looked at them, and then looked at Feng Yong in awe. Their faces were hesitant, and they seemed to have a tendency to kneel. Feng Yong quickly stopped them.

"Pull them up quickly."

"I haven't measured how much this kind of road can bear..."

Feng Yong looked at the group of people a little confused, so he had no choice but to explain clearly, "I just don't know how heavy the car can be. Lu Lao, you will bring some people later, drive some key cars, and see if there is any problem on the road. "

Anyway, the cars in this era are all two-wheeled, and the load capacity is not much, so the bean curd dregs project should be enough.

"Yes, master, please rest assured that the villain will do a good job."

At this moment, a petite figure came over, gave Feng Yongfu a blessing, and said, "Master, Zhao Langjun is back."

"Mr. Erlang is back?"

Feng Yong was taken aback, before he could open his mouth to ask again, he heard a very familiar voice next to his ear, "Brother, I'm back, I really miss you these days!"

Feng Yong turned his head and saw a man and a horse speeding towards him on the road covered with straw.

Fuck!

That part of the road can't go yet!

Feng Tubie yelled, "Zhao Erlang, what are you doing! Come down quickly!"

But Zhao Guang didn't hear it, he just rode over straight like this, ran in front of Feng Yong, then stretched the cage, and raised the front hooves of the handsome horse as if showing off his equestrian skills, and waited for the horse to stop After stabilizing, he got off his horse.

"Brother, I miss my little brother!"

go away! go away! I don't want to see you!

"Brother, wait for me!"

A voice came from a distance, Feng Yong looked over Zhao Guang's body, and saw another person galloping on a horse following the way Zhao Guang came from.

As expected of Huang Ji, who is called a sister and brother with Zhao Erha, she really is the same person!

I really can't see this road anymore!

The road that has just been paved can still be patched up, this kind of half-dry road...

Feng Tubie trembled, subconsciously looking for a stick.

"Brother, why do you look so ugly?"

When Zhao Guang walked in front of Feng Yong, he realized that something was wrong with his expression.

You stepped on a set of footprints when you left, and stepped on a horse's hoof when you came back. How do you make my face look so pretty?

"It's okay, Erlang went to Nanzheng this time, but he settled the matter?"

In front of everyone, Feng Yong was not easy to lose his temper, so he could only ask with gritted teeth.

When Zhao Guang heard this, his face was slightly embarrassed, "There are other twists and turns in this matter, I will talk to my brother in detail later."

That means it didn't work out?

It's not good to do things like this, I'll see how I beat you to death later!

The horseshoes clicked in their ears, and then they stopped. Someone interrupted the conversation between the two, "Hey, this road is so smooth, it feels really refreshing to ride a horse on it!"

Hehe, of course it is refreshing, this is cement, cement road! It would be even better to bury the living people in the cement and spread them underneath!

If it wasn't for Feng Tubie who was still a teenager and in good health, he might be so angry that he would have a heart attack at this time.

"Brother, is this road the one you want to build? It's really unheard of for my concubine!"

Huang Wudie called his brother smoothly, and after finishing speaking, he did the same thing as everyone who walked on the concrete road for the first time, squatted down and pressed, "It feels as hard as a rock, brother's amazing skills, amazing! "

Forget it, don't have the same knowledge as a group of soil turtles.

Feng Yong closed his eyes, took a long breath, then opened his eyes, forced a smile and said, "Miss Huang has won the prize. This time you accompanied Erlang to Nanzheng, it really worked hard. Why don't you go back to the house first?"

When it came to the matter of Nanzheng, Huang Wudie looked a little strange and glanced at Zhao Guang.

Feng Yong looked at it, and then remembered what Zhao Guang said just now, and thought that there is a story in it!

"What? Then Martha... the eunuch really said that?"

When everyone returned to the hall, Feng Yong heard Zhao Guang's details, and he exclaimed in surprise, almost shouting "Ma Dazui", but fortunately he stopped in time and bit his tongue.

"That's right, brother. The prime minister thinks that the magistrate is highly valued by the prime minister, and what he said may have weight with the prime minister. If you get his credit, the elder brother and the Erlang brothers will definitely be rewarded again." , how can that mere cheese compare?"

Huang Wudie looked excited.

Feng Yong glanced at Huang Wudie, and thought that Huang Ji had a crush on Zhao Guang.

But Li Yi beside him let out a long sigh, "I'm afraid that Erlang was deceived by the magistrate this time."

"No way? That Ma Taishou is at least one of the chief officials, how can he talk nonsense?"

Zhao Guang became a little anxious when he heard this.

As my sister said, what is a mere cheese? But it is not a trivial matter that concerns the merits and rewards of the brothers.

More credit and rewards at this time will lead to more capital than others in the future, and a higher starting point than others.

Feng Yong supported his forehead, he didn't want to speak, and said weakly, "Wenxuan, please explain to Yiwen, let me rest for a while."

"Yes, brother." Li Yi nodded, and then looked at Zhao Guang, "I don't know about Yiwen, I came from Jincheng, and I was asked by the prime minister to talk to my brother, and I wanted to make him a lieutenant of Yizhou Diannong. Thinking about it now, the envoy should already be on Hanzhong Road."

This is a promise made by the old demon Zhuge himself. Although it cannot be said publicly, it is okay to say it in private. Besides, the old demon Zhuge can say this, which means that the matter has been settled. Coming soon.

"This is a great thing."

Zhao Guangda was overjoyed, "Then my brother congratulates my brother."

Huang Wudie thought a little more, and her face was a little stunned, "My brother has moved, so Erlang also..."

"Ah! That's right! What the prefect Ma said, isn't it..." Zhao Guang immediately came to his senses when he heard Huang Wudie's mention, "The prefect Ma must have got the news early, so he did it Made it easy..."

Li Yi shook his head and said with a smile, "The prime minister only mentioned about my brother's resignation, but he didn't mention Yiwen and Zishi."

"Why?"

Huang Wudie became a little anxious when she heard it, "Erlang... and Wang Langjun are elder brothers' right and left hands, how can there be an elder brother who doesn't care about their relationship?"

"Sister, don't worry, just listen to what Wenxuan has to say."

Zhao Guang was not in a hurry when it was his turn. Anyway, with his brother around, he was afraid that he would not have a chance?

"This is what I think about it."

Feng Yong finally opened his mouth, "The prime minister didn't mention you two, presumably because he thinks you two are not suitable to continue doing these farming tasks, and wants you to do other things."

"Do something else? What else can you do?"

Zhao Guang asked strangely.

Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang, recalled his talent in military affairs, and had to say, if Zhuge Old Demon thought this was the case, then his thinking should be good.

This guy is much more interested in learning those military theories than in other things.

Leading the army for the first time, he dared to go deep into the enemy's territory, with great courage and courage.

The most important thing is that it is lucky enough to get out of someone else's pocket safely.

On the battlefield, luck is more important than anything else.

"However, this matter has not yet been settled. Let the horse... the prefect give you credit, which is an added layer of protection. However, this credit must be added to one person."

Feng Yong thought for a while and said this.

Ma Dazui's words may not have Zhuge's old demon's intentions, anyway, exchanging those cheeses for the future of Zhao Guang and the others is a good deal, Feng Yong doesn't mind.

It's just that Ma Dazui's move seems to be a bit of an official...