Farmer of Shu Han

But no matter how Feng Yong tried to persuade him, it seemed that Mi Zhao had made up his mind.

"Feng Junhou doesn't need to persuade me anymore. I've made up my mind. I have to go to Nanzhong. If I go, with the background of the Mi family, I might be able to live more comfortably there."

"If I don't go..." Mi Zhao's face was full of helplessness, "My life in Jincheng may not be easy."

Feng Yong frowned, "Why?"

"Jun Hou was in prison for a month, but he didn't know that after this year's Great Court Meeting, someone gave a memorial saying that the Mi family hoarded grain, drove up the price of grain, and maliciously kept slaves, ignoring the laws of the country..."

Mi Zhao said bitterly and astringently.

Things have developed to this point, not to mention me, even those two people in the palace could not have expected it at all.

I have to say, things are impermanent.

"The Mi family, have you really hoarded food?"

Feng Yong asked hesitantly.

At this time, Mi Zhao really knew everything and said everything.

He could only hear him say, "Our Mi family is originally from a wealthy businessman, running a business, isn't that a normal thing?"

"When it comes to driving up grain prices, the price of grain has risen sharply in the past two years. It's not the Mi's who initiated it. On the contrary, our Mi family even sold most of the grain in order to curb grain prices."

"Of course, a lot of profits were gained from this. But the Mi family alone, how can they fight against the aristocratic families in central Sichuan, so they failed to suppress the price of grain. In the eyes of others, this is driving up the price of grain. "

Feng Yong nodded, and looked at Mi Zhao with some pity.

It's not easy to be the royal white gloves.

It is the royal family's credit that things are done well.

If things are not done well, it is the fault of white gloves.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong couldn't help asking a little strangely, "Why is this kind of thing being revealed at this time?"

Mi Zhao glanced at Feng Yong strangely, then shook his head lightly, "The Liu family has also been impeached."

As he spoke, he raised two fingers, "The relatives of the two royal families were impeached together after the court meeting."

Feng Yong raised his eyebrows, and finally he was sure in his heart: It seems that it really has something to do with him.

The Xinghan Society is full of second-generation dignitaries, and internal information is learned quickly and passed on quickly, and they can even connect with each other.

But Feng Yong didn't expect his friends to be so awesome.

It seems that there is a reason why Mi Zhao invited himself to dinner here.

The powerful want to eat meat, that is instinct.

It just depends on whether the appearance of eating is ugly or elegant.

As for learning from the prime minister to live a clean life, it is not impossible.

But you can't ask everyone to do this, can you?

How many wealthy families are there in the world who don't eat meat?

If we really want to investigate strictly, except for those people in the prime minister's mansion, how many dignitaries have clean bottoms?

What's more, the Mi family is a family that works for the royal family?

The top dignitaries like Li Yan are still one of the most powerful figures in the big man, isn't it also the same as extravagance at home? Countless slaves?

I haven't seen anyone say that there is something wrong with him.

But the Liu family, which is also a luxury, was impeached this time.

The reason is actually very simple: the Mi family and the Liu family are blocking other people's money.

Yuejun's racecourse, Jincheng's rooster wishing technique, Nanzhong's plantation, and the silkworm raising in autumn, down jacket in winter...

How many people are eager to get a share of it, and how many families have already started to invest money and food in it?

But Feng Yong was thrown into prison by their two families!

If something really happened to Feng Yong, the big man would have to run away violently.

In fact, it has already started to go berserk: Damn everyone is working hard on the battlefield, what are you trying to do?

Isn't it just to leave some inheritance for the descendants?

Are you two so disrespectful to us?

So because of Feng Yong's imprisonment and some unknown risks, the rich and powerful suddenly became irritable.

It's been a long time, wow!

And usually there is a prime minister's mansion pressing on top of him, if he wants to blatantly steal and plunder, he is asking for his own death.

Now there is finally hope, and meat is still eaten legally and legally, and it is not a plunder, can this not work?

I can't bear it decisively!

What's up with the royal family?

Didn't everyone help you fight down the royal country?

Think back then, when the late emperor was still there, he still called us brothers and sisters together?

When the big man was in danger, everyone was living a hard life, so they didn't say anything, right?

Now that I have the opportunity to eat some meat, I also want to quell the chaos in Yuejun as soon as possible. Your Majesty, you don't even give this opportunity, is it a bit too much?

Zhang Xingyi is not a princess, but her current value is even more important than a princess.

Because as long as she marries Feng Yong, then Feng Yong will become a relative.

At that time, the royal family will naturally have to eat fat, but in the end there are a few drops of soup left for others to drink, who knows?

Mi Zhao looked at Feng Yong with extremely complicated eyes and a little fear at the same time.

"Feng Junhou, my younger brother knows that this time I did something wrong. Not to mention my younger brother, even..."

Mi Zhao pointed to the sky with his finger, and smiled wryly, "I never thought that Junhou would have such courage."

Courage?

Feng Yong smiled lightly and shook his head, "It's not courageous. I planned this when I was in Nanzhong. I just didn't expect you to bump into it at this juncture."

As he spoke, he looked at Mi Zhao with pity again.

If you want to develop the great plain of Yuejun, it is not impossible to rely on yourself alone, but it will take too long, let alone leveling the chaos first.

If you really want to immerse yourself in the management of the place, how can you have the opportunity to participate in such a big event as the Northern Expedition?

So it is natural to rely on the strength of the number of people, and let everyone spend money and food together.

Mi Zhao naturally knew that what Feng Yong said was planned long ago was the truth.

Because he was one of the representatives of the Xinghan Society in Jincheng earlier, he had already received the news from Feng Yong from Nanzhong, asking everyone to save some money and food, and prepare to make another big vote.

I just didn't expect this vote to be so big.

Hearing this again at this time, I only feel that my mouth is full of coptis, which is unspeakably miserable.

Thinking of what Feng Langjun has done in the past, Mi Zhao couldn't help feeling a little regretful: after all, he still underestimated this person.

The things this person wants to plan have always been matters related to tens of thousands of people, even major national affairs, how can there be trivial matters?

"Mr. Mi Lang is going to Nanzhong. Anyway, the Xinghan Society is now cultivating Nanzhong. It's hard to say when the time comes, and we can take care of each other."

Planting sugar cane cannot avoid Adou.

After all, for Soochow, this is the biggest face Feng Yong can use.

However, this matter also reminded Feng Yong: the royal family is not so easy to mess with.

Mi Zhao got Feng Yong's promise, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and said gratefully, "I dare not say that, if I can get Feng Langjun to take care of me in Nanzhong, I will be very grateful."

When the Mi family was in Xuzhou, they had countless fertile fields, so they were very familiar with such things as cultivation.

Now it's not a big problem to go back to the old business.

Feng Yong nodded, and was about to stand up and say goodbye.

Mi Zhao whispered again, "Feng Junhou, Liu Honglang also asked himself to be the supervisor of Nanzhong Metallurgy, what do you think?"

Feng Yong was startled, "Liu Liang?"

Mi Zhao nodded.

"Who serves as the supervisor is a matter for the inner government. How dare I say such a thing? But you must know the grievances between me and Liu Liang. No one can stop the Liu family from planting sugarcane in Nanzhong. As long as they have good teeth, they can eat sugar cane if they want to.”

Feng Yong smiled coldly.

Mi Zhao forced a smile, "I got it."

Feng Yong's meaning is obvious. Liu Liang's appointment as the supervisor of Nanzhong Metallurgical Industry Corporation is a matter for the Royal Inner Palace.

But the Liu family wants to wear the skin of Nanzhong Metallurgical Corporation and join Nanzhong's sugar cane industry, that is a dream!

And hearing Feng Yong's tone, in Mi Zhao's opinion, it would be difficult for the Liu family to develop in Nanzhong—one of the most influential people in Nanzhong was Feng Yong.

Li Yi, one of Feng Yong's most loyal younger brothers, is also the governor of Nanzhong.

There is also Lu Kai, the governor of Yunnan in Nanzhong, who was also rescued from the barbarians by Feng Yong's favor.

It can be said that if the Liu family wants to develop in Nanzhong, as long as Feng Yong opposes it for a day, then there is basically no hope for this matter.

Sure enough, Ya Zi must report to the Marquis of the customs!

This kind of person has top-notch strategy and means, and his work layout is even more superhuman.

Now, coupled with the power in his hand, and a large group of people around him cheering for him, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After going back, I still have to tell the adults that I should try my best to make friends with such people in the future, so don't offend them.

After Feng Yong left, Mi Zhao sat there with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

At this time, I saw another person coming in from the door.

"Why does Hong Liang have to be so humble to that person? Such a narrow-minded person must be hard to become a great weapon. Besides, the land of Nanzhong is just a land of barbarians, so why should he be so proud?"

This person was Liu Liang who had been eavesdropping next door, and he continued, "Besides, he kept saying that opening a sugarcane plantation in Nanzhong would be beneficial, but that was just his one-sided statement, and it may not be true."

Mi Zhao glanced at Liu Liang, and smiled calmly, "Back then, when the former emperor conspired with his lord, he was filial and upright, and he must take revenge, but now he is the only subject with a posthumous title, so what do you say?"

Liu Liang was at a loss for words.

Mi Zhao got up, walked to the window sill, pointed down, and said to Liu Liang, "Come here and have a look."

Liu Liang stepped forward with some doubts, and saw that the street below was full of honorable men, standing there neatly, with swords hanging from their waists, holding their breaths while holding their breath.

When they saw Feng Yong coming out of Yipin Pavilion, they all shouted together: "I've seen you brother!"

Feng Yong nodded, turned over and rode on a steed led by Erlang, and shouted: "Let's go!"

"promise!"

Everyone responded with a bang.

"Do you believe it or not, if he is injured in the slightest here today, neither you nor I can get out of this attic safely?"

Mi Zhao asked with a pale face.

Liu Liang's legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

"As for whether Nanzhong Manor can make a profit, I have never doubted this matter."

Mi Zhao looked at Feng Yongchang's back, his eyes were a little dazed.

He could only hear him say leisurely, "After all, Feng Langjun's ability to raise money, no one in the big man knows? He can easily pass millions of money and food with a raised hand, so why should you and I deceive ourselves and say that Nanzhong Manor may If you can make a profit?"