Farmer of Shu Han

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Zhuge Liang sneered, "If Ma Di really died of illness in prison like this, how do you think others will spread the news? Now in Sichuan, no one knows your reputation of 'smart words' and 'ruthless'?"

"Now in Longyou, you dare to beat the general in public. How do you make others think? What's the matter, do you want to make up four sentences? Do you want me to give you the title of domineering general?"

The more Zhuge Liang talked, the more angry he became, and he wanted to smash the bowl out of his hand on the spot.

"Back when Cao Pi appointed Jia Xu as Taiwei, he was still ridiculed by Sun Quan. Why? Could it be because Jia Xu has no talent? Or is his merit insufficient?"

"Jia Xu originally had the wisdom of Chen Ping, and he offered advice and advice for the bandits Cao many times. However, he did not practice morality, so Cao Pi appointed Jia Xu as Taiwei, and was laughed at by Sun Quan."

"You have already gained so much notoriety at such a young age. If you make great contributions in the future, if you are entrusted with important tasks, the court will definitely be laughed at by thieves, and even people in the Han Dynasty may privately discuss it."

"If you don't appoint it, the big man will not know the rewards and punishments, and you may not have a sense of injustice in your heart."

Among the younger generation, the person Zhuge Liang values ​​most is none other than Feng Yong.

But those who know about his reputation know what it is, but how many people in the world are willing to really understand the things behind this name?

If these reputations hinder his future in the future, it would be really regrettable and heartbreaking.

The accumulation of feathers sinks the boat, the light of the group breaks the shaft, the mouth of the mouth melts the gold, and the accumulation of destruction destroys the bones.

Now his position and power are not high, so these reputations do not have too much influence on him, but when he really wants to step into the ranks of important ministers of the country, then these reputations will be his biggest obstacle.

Feng Yong grumbled, "I didn't want the title of Ghost King in Nanzhong back then, why did you spread it out again, Prime Minister?"

"Can it be the same?" The prime minister of the Han Dynasty almost exploded his lungs on the spot when he heard this, "The title of ghost king is a deterrent to the people of Nanzhongyi. Proof of greatness."

"This name is the best one among your many names..."

Speaking of this, Zhuge Liang suddenly panicked, why is it so ugly when it comes to this kid's name?

Can't you think of a better name for yourself?

Even if it's not as good as the crouching dragon and phoenix chick, at least there must be a baby tiger's first cry, right?

Thinking of this, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty became more and more angry, "Isn't there a famous doctor in your family? You must cure me of Ma Su's disease, otherwise I will not spare you."

Feng Yong did not dare to take this matter lightly, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yong knows."

Although my reputation...isn't that good, I can't just let myself be depraved all the time, right? Trying to save it, struggling with yourself and not dying, right?

Fame is something you can't see or touch on a daily basis, but it affects you all the time.

Now that I can get the support of Longyou Qianghu, isn't it the reputation I have accumulated over the years?

Are there still few loyal ministers and good generals whose reputations have been ruined by word of mouth in history?

What about Pan Renmei, Pang Taishi, Chen Shimei, etc., if someone really wants to make up a legend of "a generation of traitor Feng Langjun" in the future, if Feng Yong knows about it, he might be so angry that he would lift his coffin and be reborn again.

The prime minister of the Han Dynasty and Feng Langjun seem to have a tacit understanding in some places.

Just as Feng Yong remembered his only good reputation with Qiang Hu, Zhuge Liang mentioned something.

"I heard that you are on good terms with a Xianbei tribe called Bald Hair Department?"

"Bald-haired Xianbei?" Feng Yong was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the "Legend of the Heavenly Maiden" tribe, he nodded immediately, "I had dealings with them when I went to sell woolen cloth in Ju County."

Speaking of which, the reason why I am famous in Qianghuli in the Longyou area is because of my blood alliance with them.

"Just have acquaintances?" Zhuge Liang was a little disappointed when he heard that, "How did I hear that you are quite familiar with them?"

"It can barely be called familiar. After all, I made a covenant with the young patriarch of their clan back then." Feng Yong scratched his head, "I promised to deal with them on an equal footing."

"It turns out that they are the barbarians who made an alliance with you?"

As soon as Zhuge Liang heard it, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked with great interest, "What happened at that time? Can you tell me about it?"

"If the prime minister wants to ask, Yong naturally dare not hide it."

Although I don't know why Zhuge Old Demon is interested in this, but this is not shameful to Feng Yong, so I explained it.

"This bald-haired Xianbei was actually split from the Tuoba Xianbei in the northern grasslands. In those years, it has been migrating to the west in order to find a place to settle down."

"They just passed through Hexi that year, and their young patriarch, Bald Hair Tianli, brought people to Ju County, wanting to exchange some winter wool with me."

"At that time, they didn't understand the rules, and they almost clashed with us. But it was not easy for the bald man to stand upright. Later, in order to win the trust of the Hu people, I made a covenant with him and traded with the Hu people on an equal footing."

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up, he sat up straight and looked towards Feng Yong, and asked anxiously, "What happened next?"

"Later?" Feng Yong blinked and spread his hands, "I haven't contacted him since then. But last year, he sent someone to send some furs to Ju County and asked Erlang to hand them over to me."

"Why did he give you fur?"

Zhuge Liang continued to ask.

"Didn't their bald people look for a place to live? So I pointed them in a direction, saying that there is a lake and water in Xiqiang, and people have grazed there since ancient times."

"And it's not under the jurisdiction of the big Han. Only some Qianghu live there. With their abilities, they should be able to gain a foothold there."

After all, Xianbei, who was able to defeat the Han army, had the combat power to be able to walk sideways among the Hu people.

"Later, they followed the map I drew for them, and finally arrived in the land of Xiqiang, where they settled down. Back then, I made an agreement with him that if his tribe got a place to live, they would definitely come and talk to me."

The agreement Feng Yong and Tufa Tian made was actually just digging a hole at random, just to see if they could learn about the situation of Xianbei in the north through Tufa Xianbei in the future.

After all, Ke Bineng, an adult from Xianbei in the north, is not as talented as Tan Shihuai, but he can be regarded as a hero no matter what, so it is always right to be careful.

"So in order to thank me for guiding their tribe, and to keep the agreement with me, that bald-haired Tianli sent someone to send some furs all the way."

Zhuge Liang got up suddenly when he heard this, and fixed his eyes on Feng Yong, "So, do you still have kindness to them?"

"It's not a kind of grace, is it?" Feng Yong said disapprovingly, "Even if I don't say anything, they will find a place to live sooner or later, but the time will be later."

"What kind of talk is this!" The prime minister of the Han Dynasty was dissatisfied with Feng Yong's indifferent attitude. Has it been wiped out?"

When Feng Yong heard this, he was shocked: since when did the prime minister become a person who wants to repay his kindness?