Farmer of Shu Han

The matter of Meng Yan is of great importance, Li Yi was able to tell this matter to himself and others, it was because at that time he and the others wanted to think of ways to help Li Hui.

Before this, Li Yi had never revealed anything.

This is enough to show the degree of secrecy of the matter.

Guan Xing is currently in a period of recuperation, and the matter of the Southern Expedition basically has nothing to do with him. It is better not to talk about it.

Hearing Feng Yong's words, Guan Xing gave him a weird look, "What do you mean, no matter where Meng Huo goes, the Prime Minister is sure to capture him again?"

"The prime minister has his own reasons for doing things."

Feng Yong replied vaguely, "Besides, don't you think that the prime minister's actions are the same as when he was in Yuexi County?"

Guan Xing was stunned, remembering the prime minister's way of deliberately marching slowly in Yueyi to pacify Gaoding, and only then defeated Gaoding in one fell swoop after gathering all the barbarians, and then he suddenly came to his senses.

At this time, he looked at Feng Yong with an unusual gaze, "You guessed this yourself?"

Feng Yong curled his lips, "Is there anything strange? It's easy to think of something."

Of course the prime minister is great!

Be fair, be strict, be dedicated...

Others are bullying the barbarians, Shanyue, only the prime minister, after pacifying Nanzhong, tried to appease the masses of the people in Nanzhong, and worked hard to improve the living standards of the people of Nanzhong, which made the people of Nanzhong grateful More than a thousand years.

It all depends on the peers!

However, uncovering the beautiful appearance of the legend and interpreting it with historical dialectics, it becomes: the various measures Zhuge Liang took in Nanzhong in order to ensure the stability of the Shu Han rear area objectively promoted the development of Nanzhong.

Give you a round first, and then help you improve your living standards-humans still play this way after more than a thousand years.

This also shows from the side that human society has never progressed, except for learning to shout slogans louder.

Like the "Look, sister" of the later generations, it is almost the same, but the technique is not very skilled. After more than ten years of playing silly big wood and the like, I haven't played a trick, and I have been cursed by the whole world. low end.

How can it be like the old demon Zhuge is so skillful, the effect has lasted for more than a thousand years, and it can still make the people of Nanzhong never forget.

Of course, at this time, the people of Nanzhong still don't know that Meng Huo, who was secretly cursed by the plague, has become a plague god, and he is going to kill all his fellow villagers.

Although his original intention was to resist, he was actually leading the way.

I caught it seven times and didn't kill it! How merciful is the prime minister...

But in the process of seven captures and seven attacks, how many people were killed and how many people were captured, who would worry about it?

The capital of Guizhou is not considered a human being, let alone a barbarian?

As for successors like myself who grew up under the red flag, they will care about the life and death of prisoners of war with a benevolent heart, and let them play their due role, which is simply a shining humanitarian spirit.

Thinking of this, Feng Tubie felt that he should not have a negative evaluation in the textbooks of later generations. At any rate, he is also subjectively trying to promote the economic development of the Nanzhong region!

It's just that the way Guan Xing looks at him is even more weird: Can you figure it out easily?

But when he thought of Feng Yong's identity, he felt relieved.

So Guan Xing pondered for a while, and then asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you think that after the Southern Expedition, should we make public the art of wishing the rooster?"

This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be taken aback.

"Your Majesty also thinks it's time?"

"You already thought of it?"

Guan Xing took a deep look at Feng Yong.

Feng Yong nodded, "The prime minister's southern expedition was able to cross the Hushui River so easily, overturned the barren land, and intercepted Meng Huo on the bank of the Pan River. The dry rations in the army are now indispensable."

As he spoke, he pointed to the north side, "Han thieves are not at odds with each other, and the king's industry is not partial to peace. The prime minister will go to the north sooner or later. I have stayed in Hanzhong for more than a year, and I know some of the situation in Hanzhong."

"Whether it's from Hanzhong to Guanzhong or Liangzhou, the roads are difficult to travel. The whole country's Northern Expedition is not like the small troubles of Nanzhong today. When the time comes, the supply of military supplies will be a big problem."

"In the past, the plank road in Hanzhong was difficult to support food transportation, so now the military dry food must be the top priority. At that time, if our family wants to hold on like it is today, it will definitely not work."

Compared with the Northern Expedition, the Southern Expedition, which didn't even bring the generals, must be a small fight.

The Southern Expedition is a process of military training, just like the later Taizong spanking a child, who refused to stop life and death in the later period, insisting that military regions across the country take turns to practice.

As for whether the children's toys were smashed to pieces, that's none of my business?

Who told you to be a bear kid?

Besides, wasn't your toy also given by me?

But the Northern Expedition was different. It was the power of the whole country, and if something went wrong, it would be a serious crime.

But now, these few companies of mine are barely able to supply military rations to the south.

Otherwise, it would not be necessary to ask the court to stop selling dry food a few months in advance.

That is to say, this kind of military dry food has not been officially used in the army before, and no one knows how effective it is.

Later, the imperial court sold it to the militia. In addition to generating income, the militia also let the militia help the imperial army to test the poison first to see if it is feasible.

In the end, you can still get favors from the powerful.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable why Feng Tubie kept calling Zhuge Old Demon Zhuge Old Demon.

Selling dry military rations can sell tricks, isn't it demonic?

The Southern Expedition was the first trial of dry food in the army.

At present, the effect should be good, so after the Southern Expedition, the old demon Zhuge will definitely not think about the dry food. It is basically impossible for his family to control it alone without knowing what is good or bad.

It's better to be straightforward and send it out on your own initiative, at least you can get a favor and gain points with the prime minister.

After listening to Feng Yong's words, Guan Xing was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Feng Yong fixedly.

Seeing this, Feng Yong felt a little nervous.

"Why is Junhou looking at me like this?"

Feng Tubie tried to ask a question.

"Han thieves are not at odds, and Wang Ye is not partial to peace. This is a sincere and impassioned speech!"

Guan Xing suddenly said this.

"right?"

Feng Yong chuckled.

"Is there any wine left?"

"No more, what does Junhou want wine for?"

Guan Xing heard this, glanced at Feng Yong, and sighed, "I heard from Sanniang that when you write articles, you always write half and leave half, which is really annoying. I finally know it now!"

Feng Yong: ...

"Such a sentence deserves to be understood, but in your eyes, it is just ordinary."

It's very common in the first place, which one of the Three Kingdoms doesn't know this sentence, anyway, later generations often talk about it.

Seeing Feng Yong's disapproving expression, Guan Xing frowned and said, "I always feel that your way of seeing people and things is different from ordinary people. What others value is normal in your eyes. But others don't care. You have to care about it."

Feng Yong was shocked.

Then he argued, "Your Majesty's words are wrong! Sanniang, what matters to me, isn't it the Marquis?"

Guan Xing's expression changed.

So, I just want to kill this kid!

Can you speak?

Subconsciously glanced at his younger sister, and saw Guan Ji Xiafei's cheeks, although she glared at Feng Yong obviously reproachfully, but the moment she lowered her head, she couldn't hide the affection in her eyes.

Guan Xing let out a long sigh in his heart, and his spirits faded.

"Xingwu and I are brothers. As long as I explain the cause and effect of this matter to him clearly, he will definitely agree. Old General Zhao is well versed in the state system, and he knows the reason behind it. It's just that the Ma family..."

Guan Xing thought for a while, "After the death of General Ma Huanqi, although the head of the Ma family is Ma Cheng, the person in charge is actually General Chen Canghou Ma, so this matter is a bit difficult to handle."

Feng Yong understood what Guan Xing meant.

Ma Cheng was born after Ma Chao entered Shu, and now he is still a young lady who is less than ten years old. Although he is called the head of the Ma family, he is a child who can't speak.

Ma Dai is the one who can speak in the Ma family.

Now that the art of wishing the rooster is to be handed over, it is a question whether the Ma family's income can be kept.

However, Ma Dai has a share of the ranch in his own hands.

The side sects are powerful, but the major sects are weak.

In this way, in the eyes of uninformed people, it is suspected of helping the next sect to bully the orphaned Dazong.

There are only three things, the dispute between the big and the small sects, the He Li family has already had an example.

It's just that these two families are from local aristocratic families, so even if the aristocratic families suffer, they dare not shout loudly.

If it is the case of the Ma family, it will be directly confirmed.

This is not Feng Yong's unfounded worry.

In ancient times, it was very important to learn from teachers.

After the old demon Zhuge died, even the names of Liu Bei and Liu Chan, the father and son, were brought up to explain things. It was explained that the foundation had been completed and was waiting to be surrendered to others, so the surrender was in accordance with God's will.

This is amazing!

Heizi are not unique to later generations. The ancient sunspots were still top-notch professional sunspots, the kind who had read poetry and books, and ordinary people really couldn't talk about them.

At that time, if someone is crooked, say something like: The Northern Expedition is to restore the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty, but your own methods are not orthodox, so why not restore it?

Maybe someone will use this opportunity to quote another allusion to prove that the Northern Expedition is doomed to fail.

That's annoying.

And even if Feng Yong doesn't care about his own reputation, don't the other companies care too?

"This matter," Feng Yong pondered for a moment, "I'm not in a hurry, let's talk to the Ma family first, and see what the Ma family has to say."

"That's the only way to go."

Guan Xing said helplessly.

I got stuck, and I got stuck all night. I will post a chapter first, and I will write another chapter after thinking about it at night.