Farmer of Shu Han

"Children of the Mountain Gate, didn't you already know this?"

"There are so many mountain gates in the world, where does he come from? You have to be clear?" Huang Yueying pinched Zhuge Liang, and said angrily, "Didn't you once boast that there is no mountain gate in the world without you? How come even that Don't you know where the kid's teacher is?"

"It's a bit difficult." Zhuge Liang rubbed his forehead and sighed a little, "I've checked everything that can be checked, at least since his family entered Sichuan, and there is no abnormality found. The most suspicious thing is the madness After entering the deep mountain, it was like a different person after coming out, which is really weird."

"Could it be Su Hui?"

Zhuge Liang smiled slightly, with a hint of ambiguity in his tone: "Xijun knows, I never believed in Futu's words. If it is Su Hui, it is better to believe that he has an expert around him to give him advice. It has never been discovered."

"Why didn't he learn it himself?"

"It's not impossible. If it's what I learned by myself, then this son should have been taught by an expert since he was a child, but he was not allowed to show his knowledge in front of others. It was not until the big change in his family at the beginning of the year that he decided to let him He no longer holds back."

"But after all, he can be regarded as a disciple of the mountain sect. If he has always been surrounded by high-level people, why did he ignore his grandmother's death?" Huang Yueying said suspiciously.

"Don't forget that he entered the mountain madly. It is estimated that he suffered from hysteria after his father's death. The people at the mountain gate tried to let him enter the mountain for treatment."

"In this way, it makes sense. It's just that his mother lost her life because of this. It's God's will." Huang Yueying sighed.

"Don't forget, Xijun. Although this son doesn't deal with me very well, he is willing to get close to Xijun. Xijun, do you still remember that you only went to Fengzhuang once before, why does this son keep going to the mansion to give you Bringing food? Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but the last time he came to the house, he looked at you with a little admiration hidden in his eyes. This is not something that can be concealed by ordinary words. "

It has to be said that Zhuge Old Demon's eyes are still very vicious. For some unknown reasons, Feng Tubie has a natural feeling of closeness to Huang Yueying. See through at a glance.

"Ah Lang is saying that the child did this because of his guilt towards his mother?"

"I can't go wrong if I think about it."

Well, the misunderstanding is indeed a bit big, but Feng Yong's special feelings for Huang Yueying are still known. But this misunderstanding may not be a bad thing for Feng Tubie. At least in Huang Yueying's heart, she felt that this child could still get close!

A few days later, Zhao Guang came to the prime minister's mansion and told Huang Yueying one thing, Feng Zhuang's grain output came out. The "high-yielding Xiatian" yielded three and a half shi of grain per mu, and the other three shi of grain per mu.

Although she was mentally prepared, Huang Yueying was still shocked. This is millet, not wheat! Besides, even if the wheat is ripe this year, it is only two and a half stones per mu, far from three stones per mu! If, if Feng Zhuang's method of growing grain could have been popularized in the Han world two years earlier, why would Alang not even be able to put down the small Nanzhong Rebellion? Already sent troops directly to the south!

Thinking of this, Huang Yueying trembled excitedly, and said repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, prepare the car and go to Fengzhuang!"

When the ox cart was about to go out of the city gate, Huang Yueying thought about another thing, and suddenly lifted the curtain of the car, and said to Zhao Guang: "Go to Xixiang Hou's Mansion first!"

Xixiang Hou's Mansion is the mansion of the late chariot general Zhang Fei.

"Why did sister come to the house today?" Zhang Xiahou felt very strange when she saw Huang Yueying's sudden visit.

"Little sister came here today just to borrow someone." Huang Yueying made a big gift.

Zhang Xiahou was taken aback, quickly helped Huang Yueying up, and said: "Why do you need to use borrowed characters between us and my sister? As long as there is one in the mansion, you can just take it if you like it."

Huang Yueying pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister, what you said is right, I'm afraid it's too full."

Zhang Xiahou said displeased: "Could it be that you don't believe me?"

"My niece Si Niang, sister, are you willing?"

Zhang Xiahou was taken aback.

"I don't dare to hide this from my sister. The younger sister is going to Fengzhuang when she goes out this time. Just now Erlang Zhao came to tell me that this year's millet in Fengzhuang will produce three stones per mu, and eight of them will be divided into fields. It was three and a half stones that Mr. Feng Lang asked to scatter the secrets made by the master. Therefore, my younger sister came here to ask him to bring the method to benefit the people."

Zhang Xiahou's eyes widened, and he asked in a low voice: "Then Feng Langjun is so powerful? How can he make Xia Tian's estate three stones and a half of rice?" He thought to himself, if Feng Langjun had been born decades earlier , can spread this method to the whole world, how can the yellow scarf thieves succeed?

"Then what is the relationship between my sister's visit and my four daughters?"

"Little sister is going here, determined to obtain the farming method. Sister must have known that Feng Langjun loves Si Niang very much, otherwise why did he ask Zhao Erlang to bring food from Fengzhuang for many days? The little girl thought, if she can have Si Niang by her side this time, it may increase the odds of winning by 10 to 20 percent."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiahou was very entangled on the spot.

What Huang Yueying said clearly meant to let her daughter be a beauty to seduce men - of course, although it might not be that dirty, after all, Si Niang is still young, but in her opinion, this nature does not make any difference.

If it was said that the Prime Minister had no intention of doing this, she would not believe it either. Although I have a daughter who is a queen, who doesn't know that all the government orders now come from the prime minister's mansion? The queen's daughter said ten sentences, but it was not as good as the prime minister's half sentence. If he agreed to this matter, the prime minister would be equivalent to owe a favor to the Zhang family, and this favor has become too big, but isn't he selling his daughter for glory?

But if she doesn't agree... Although the prime minister is fair and strict, there may be some conflicts in her heart, so what about the future of her two sons?

well! Or blame that dead ghost husband-in-law, who told you to die so early? There is no pillar in the family, no, he was bullied and came to the house, right? To say that this Huang Ah Chou is really true, thanks to the fact that I usually treat her as a confidant, but I didn't expect her to be such a character!

"Sister, my little sister knows it's wrong to do this." Huang Yueying bowed deeply again, with a slightly excited expression on her face, "But sister, my little sister really has no choice! Now this food, to A Lang, It is very important to the big man and His Majesty. Sister, we women can't control the world's major affairs. But to say something that outsiders can't hear, Sister can be regarded as His Majesty's aunt after all, and Sanniang is also the queen after all. For the sake of His Majesty and Sanniang, sister, can you promise me this time?"

Mrs. Zhang Xiahou let out a long sigh, helped Huang Yueying up, and said, "A-mei, I still call you A-mei at this time, because I understand that what you said is indeed reasonable, and at the same time, I understand your difficulties. But I dare not I agree to you in private. I think it's better to ask Si Niang to ask her to see if she is willing. If she is willing, I as a mother will not say a word, but if not, then don't blame me for being ruthless .”

"Extremely extreme!" Huang Yueying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I have always regarded Si Niang as my own daughter, if she really doesn't want to go, then I will leave without saying a word."

Zhang Xiahou muttered in his heart, is there a mother like you who sells her daughter?

At the moment, he turned around and asked someone to call Zhang Xing.