Farmer of Shu Han

On the second morning, Feng Yong rarely got up early to exercise, but he didn't sleep late either.

When Ah Mui entered his room in the morning, ready to help him wash up, he was moaning over and over again.

Amei was shocked when she saw this, thinking something happened, she hurried over and asked with concern, "My lord, what's the matter with you?"

"fine."

Feng Yong lay on the couch like a dead salted fish, humming weakly, and waved his hands, "Go out, I'll lie down for a while."

Ah Mei took a few more concerned glances to confirm that the lord was really fine, and then obediently withdrew.

I don't know how Guan Ji did it. Feng Tubie felt that every part of his body was sore and numb all night, and at the same time there was a faint pain, but he couldn't tell where it was. It was really uncomfortable. .

He didn't sleep well all night.

After lying on the bed for an unknown amount of time, Amei came in again, "My lord, someone is visiting outside."

"who is it?"

Feng Yong asked angrily.

The person who sent the name card had already seen it yesterday, and today's visitor didn't send the name card in advance, it was really rude.

Coupled with Feng Tubie's poor spirits, his temper is a bit dry.

"I heard from Uncle Zhao that it's a man surnamed Luo."

"Ro?"

Feng Yong thought about it, and then remembered that there was such a person.

I had no choice but to sigh, "Get some water, let me wash my face."

Luo Meng, a native of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, was originally going to be the magistrate of Chenggu County, the food supply base of Nanxiang.

Later, in order to learn from the advanced experience of Nanxiang County, the status of the county magistrate who was about to be acquired was cancelled, and was instead sent by Zhuge Old Demon to Nanxiang County as a county magistrate.

"My subordinate Luo Meng has met Feng Langjun."

Feng Yong, who squinted his eyes, came out of the living room, only to see a middle-aged man in his thirties got up and saluted.

"The lower official was conferred the post of Nanxiang county magistrate yesterday, and he is going to Hanzhong today. The prime minister ordered him to come and visit Feng Langjun before he said he would go. I also ask Feng Langjun not to blame Xiaguan Meng Lang."

"I was appointed yesterday, but I'm taking office today? Isn't it too hasty?"

Hearing this, Feng Yong immediately stopped dozing off and asked in surprise.

"The news was passed on to the lower officials a few days ago, so the lower officials have long been prepared. It's just that the prime minister has been busy these days and has not yet been appointed. Yesterday, I asked Chang Shi to deal with the aftermath, and then I gave the lower officials the award on behalf of the prime minister. job."

Feng Yong understood that it was a bit hasty for Luo Meng to take office, so he didn't send a name card in advance.

"President Luo, please sit down."

"Thank you Feng Langjun, I'm going to Nanxiang now, I don't know what Feng Langjun will tell me before I leave?"

After Luo Meng sat down, he looked at Feng Yong again.

Nanxiang County is now the number one county in Hanzhong, and even Nanzheng, the seat of Hanzhong, is not as good as it.

Who doesn't know that the reason why Nanxiang is prosperous today is all because of Feng Yong.

So in Nanxiang County, no one can get around this Feng Langjun in front of him.

And Luo Meng himself knew that although he was going to be the county prime minister, the prime minister also implicitly expressed that as long as he can learn those things from Nanxiang, he will definitely use them in the future.

"What can I say?

I saw the handsome gentleman sitting on it smiled, without any airs, let alone the arrogance of being a young man.

"It's just that the operation of Nanxiang has its own set of rules, which are a little different from other places. When Luo Xiancheng came there, he saw some strange things, so just don't make a fuss."

"The lower official understands. The prime minister has also explained that where the lower official goes, no matter what he sees or hears, he just needs to keep it in his heart. Don't disturb Nanxiang's rules without authorization."

Feng Yong nodded in satisfaction, Zhuge Lao Yao is really good at picking people, he is a flexible person.

If you send an old-fashioned old man there, there are so many places in Nanxiang that are different from other places, maybe he will not be used to it, and it will be bad if there is trouble.

"The county magistrate Luo only needs to remember the prime minister's instructions. The county magistrate Li of Nanxiang has a close relationship with me, and he can be regarded as a brother. I have a letter here, and please pass it on to him."

"Meng must hand it over to County Magistrate Li."

Luo Meng is overjoyed, this Feng Langjun is not as bad as the rumors from the outside world, he is still easy to talk about.

"When Luo Xiancheng is there, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask as much as you want, don't worry."

Feng Yong talked to him again, mainly to explain to him who he needs to deal with after arriving in Nanxiang, and then sent him out of the mansion himself.

"Luo Xiancheng has to hurry today, and I will never keep you, so as not to miss the schedule."

Feng Yonggong cupped his hands and said.

"Feng Langjun, please stay."

Luo Meng said gratefully, with Feng Yong's guarantee and the letter in his arms, he has gained a preliminary foothold in Nanxiang.

The two were parting ways when they heard noise not far away.

Following the sound, I saw two children wrestling together, rolling around on the ground.

There are a few children from the village next to them who are cheering up, and it seems that the problem is not too big.

Feng Yong frowned, but Luo Meng's expression changed drastically. He arched his hands at Feng Yong, said "I'm sorry", and strode forward to separate the two children who had turned into gourds. Picking up one in his hand, he looked left and right, as if he was distinguishing something.

When the children around saw an adult coming, they dispersed first, and then saw the master's family walking behind, shouted immediately, and immediately "hula la" ran away.

Only clusters of yellow dust remain.

At this moment, Romon finally figured it out, and immediately put one of them down.

Then he slapped the child's buttocks with a few "slaps", and cursed at the same time, "Is the skin tight? I didn't look at you for a while, and it became like this !"

"This is……"

Feng Yong came over, just said two words, and then saw the dusty child standing beside him, his eyes widened immediately, "You are a tiger head? What's going on?"

"I'm not Hutou, I'm Huer."

The child who was still held by Romon said in a crying voice.

"I didn't tell you!"

Romon yelled and cursed, and there was another burst of "cracking".

"Tiger head has met Mr."

Fu Qian shrank his neck and went forward to salute.

Feng Yong and Luo Meng looked at each other.

"Old Luo... Cough, no, Luo Xiancheng, this child is called Hu'er?"

Feng Yong pointed to the child in his hand.

Romon nodded, "Exactly."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Qian.

"Coincidentally, my disciple is a bit naughty. His name is Hutou."

Feng Yongqian laughed.

The parents are talking inside, and these two brats are fighting outside, what's the matter?

"Oh, what a coincidence?"

"I am the tiger, he is not..."

The child who was carried by Luo Meng was obviously beaten to the point of crying, but when he heard the conversation between the two, he still shook it twice recklessly, as if he was hanging half a piece of pork from the desk.

So "papapa"...

"Okay, Luo Xiancheng, let's play around, put the child down first."

This is a brat who doesn't know how to live or die, admitting to death.

In order not to let his little butt suffer, Feng Yong had no choice but to be a good person, and at the same time asked curiously, "You...how did you bring the child?"

With a long sigh, Luo Meng threw the little kid down, "This is a dog, one name is Xian, and the nickname is Hu'er."

The child was thrown to the ground, and then got up again, staring at Feng Yong curiously with a pair of black eyes, not afraid of strangers at all.

Luo Meng had a wry smile on his face, "To tell the truth, Feng Langjun, Hu'er's mother passed away after Hu'er was born. This child has not been able to discipline him well since he was a child, that's why he is so stubborn."

"There is no one in Xiaguan's house, so I can only take him to Hanzhong." As he spoke, the wry smile on his face became thicker, "Feng Langjun also saw it, and Xiaguan asked him to wait outside the mansion for a while. It’s really embarrassing for something like this to happen.”

Saying that, he shouted at his son again, "Why don't you come and see Feng Langjun?"

"Luo Xian pays respects to Feng Langjun."

Hu'er listened to his father's words quite well, and when he heard the order, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute, regardless of his dirty body making people laugh.

"You don't have to be polite."

Feng Yong touched his body. He just got up and didn't bring any greetings on him. He was a little embarrassed. He was even more stunned when he heard Hu'er self-reported his family name. "Your name is Luo Xian?"

I was transferred to the night shift, so I could only send it in the middle of the night. Don't wait, everyone, you will definitely see it when you wake up the next morning.