Farmer of Shu Han

Although at the beginning Feng Yong was thinking of hitting two shots if he had no dates, so he asked the bald-haired department to settle in the land of the West Sea.

Anyway, I'm not the one to go, it's none of my business whether I can survive there?

But this is not a purely well-intentioned suggestion, but for the bald-haired department, it is nothing more than a holy word that saved the entire tribe.

So as far as Feng Yong's personal friendship with the Bald Hair Department is concerned, or Feng Yong is indeed the life-saving benefactor of the whole family to the Bald Hair Department.

Even in the future, Feng Yong may be honored as Mr. Feng by the Ministry of Baldness.

If one day, the bald hair department will sweep the entire Qinliang land like the bald hair tree functional era in later generations.

And Feng Yong happened to be the same as Fu Xie, who was left alone to defend the city, or faced the whole Liangzhou rebel situation alone.

Presumably, he could also get the same treatment as Fu Xie: the rebels on the opposite side begged him to leave, and even sent troops to send him away safely.

But that was just his personal treatment.

It is impossible for the bald-haired tribe to dare to rebel against Cao Wei at the front when the tribes in the back are still under the control of the Wei people because of him alone.

This is to put the tribe to death and ignore it.

Did Fu Xie die in battle in the end?

So the baldness department has the most, that is, in the case of sneaking, put some water on Feng Yong.

So Feng Yong took it as a flattery when he heard the bald-haired Tianli say that he wanted to turn against others before the battle, and he just listened to it.

As for what he said that he came here to apologize, he couldn't believe it either.

At this time, a servant came in with a jar of wine.

Feng Yong took it over, signaled his servants to leave, and poured wine for Bald Hair Tianli himself.

Let the bald hair stand up with some trepidation.

It's just that he was quickly attracted by the strong aroma of the wine.

"This wine is delicious!"

The bald man shrugged his nose and couldn't help saying.

"Try it," Feng Yong greeted, "This kind of wine is only available here, and you can't find it anywhere else."

Seeing him impatiently holding the earcup, Feng Yong kindly reminded: "Drink carefully, this wine is extremely strong, and it is very hot in the mouth."

When the bald man heard the words, he first put the ear cup under his nose and smelled it, but he still couldn't believe that there was such a good wine in the world.

He took a sip hesitantly, and then Feng Yong saw that his nose, eyes and mouth were all wrinkled.

"ah……"

He exhaled first, then inhaled again.

"If you're not used to drinking, forget it."

Feng Yong was slightly disappointed.

People in this era really can't get used to this kind of spirits.

Unexpectedly, the bald head stood up and took another sip, and then he only felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead.

Another bite...

The whole body seemed to become hot.

Although it has entered spring in Longxi today, the spring is cold, and it turns cold after a while. If you wear less clothes, the coldness will still invade your muscles and bones.

After two sips of strong wine, Tianli, who was bald, took off the large woolen cloth on his body on the spot.

Then he stretched out his hand and saw that there was actually a cloth bag hanging inside the clothes.

The bald man immediately untied the cloth bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and pushed it in front of Feng Yong: "Feng Langjun, this is the unique beef over the West Sea. It is a kind of long-haired cattle that Qianghu killed and dried in the sun. Yes, try it."

As he said, he reached in first, grabbed a handful, put it in his mouth and started chewing.

After chewing two pills, he picked up the ear cup and took a sip of wine.

Then he squinted his eyes and praised loudly: "This kind of beef jerky, accompanied by this kind of rare wine in the world, is really a supreme enjoyment."

Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat when he heard the long-haired cow he mentioned.

West Sea, also known as Qinghai in later generations.

Nine out of ten long-haired cattle in Qinghai are yaks.

After retiring from the Northwest, because of work, I was lucky enough to eat half-farmed yaks, and the taste was really good.

The dried beef jerky marinated with secret seasoning has a good chewiness, slightly sweet aroma and a little spicy taste, which is really memorable.

The so-called semi-breeding means that the shepherds put the yak herds on the high mountains and go down the mountain several times a year, and spend the rest of the time with the yaks on the high mountains.

Hearing what bald hair Tianli said at this time, he immediately became eloquent.

I wanted to reach out and pick up a few grains.

But when he saw the fabric that bald Tianli untied from his body, he didn't know if it was the batch he sold to him back then.

It was too dark to see its original appearance.

Look at the cloth bag again, because it has not been washed for a long time, it has faintly shone.

At the moment, he could only swallow his saliva, and took his hand back.

The bald man drank the wine in his earcup immediately, and let out another mouthful of alcohol.

Feng Yong pointed to the wine jug on the table: "Drink more if you like, and pour it yourself."

When the bald man heard this, he was overjoyed: "Feng Langjun, you are so generous!"

Feng Yong smiled slightly: "After drinking this wine, it can warm up the body. Especially on a snowy winter day, drinking a sip of this fine wine is really a fairy day."

The bald-haired Tianli seemed to have gotten used to the stimulation of strong wine, and immediately poured the wine from the ear cup into his mouth.

He had been on an empty stomach all the way, but now he drank two glasses of spirits in a row, the alcohol came on quickly, and he began to feel a little drunk.

"What Feng Langjun said is very true." The bald-haired Tianli enjoyed the dizzy feeling of ecstasy, "This kind of fine wine is really a fairy thing..."

Seeing his appearance, Feng Yong tentatively asked: "Baldheaded, why did you come here this time?"

"Of course I came to apologize."

The bald man grabbed a handful of beef jerky and chewed it in his mouth, saying vaguely.

After hearing this, Feng Yong couldn't help being a little surprised: Could it be that he really thought wrong? How could this bald man respect himself so much?

"But the most important thing is to come and help Feng Langjun."

The bald man swallowed the meat in his mouth and said another sentence.

Feng Yong raised his eyebrows, "Help? What can I help you with?"

The bald man hiccupped immediately and patted his chest: "The bald man will always be Feng Langjun's best friend."

Well, then what?

Feng Yong looked at Tianli bald quietly, watching him prepare to tell the real purpose of this trip.

"I know that the big man really wants to defeat the Wei people in Liangzhou. What happened last time, our tribe had no choice but to fight against the big man."

"So this time, in order to make up for the mistakes we made earlier, we are willing to help the big man regain Longxi."

Feng Yong was finally moved when he heard these words.

"Didn't you say that your tribe is in Xihai, and you have to obey the Wei people?"

It was so touching!

I misunderstood you earlier!

I could only hear the bald head continue to say: "Feng Langjun, you don't know, Liangzhou's grain harvest failed last year, and we can't exchange grain from the Wei people."

"We had no other choice. In order not to starve our people to death, we had no choice but to cross the river and reach Longxi, hoping to grab some food from the Qiang people."

etc?

Longxi?

When Feng Yong heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "Longxi? Your tribe has already arrived in Longxi?"

The bald man nodded and said proudly: "That's right. Not only have we arrived in Longxi, but we have also been blessed by the heavens, allowing us to easily snatch away many Qianghu tribes from the Fanghan side."

When Feng Yong heard this, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Damn it! It's you who entered Longxi from the southwest and plundered the Qianghu area in the Fanghan area?"

Of course you are relaxed, damn Qiang Hu's main force is all on Di Dao's side!

"What the hell is that?"

The bald-haired man stood up and asked.

Feng Yong poured him another glass of wine: "Come on, drink first."

Feng Langjun personally poured the wine to persuade him to drink, and he was bald and didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly drank it again.

He didn't see the flickering light in Feng Langjun's eyes.

Like Lee!

It turned out to be you!

I kindly pointed out the way for you, but you cut off my beard!

Seeing the bald-haired Tianli getting more drunk, Feng Yong took a deep breath, and asked again: "Didn't you say that you came this time to help the big man? Why did you go to snatch the Qiang Hu of Yanhan again?"

The bald-haired man shook his head immediately, and said vaguely: "It's just a matter of grabbing it, but in fact, we mainly want to help the big man..."

I'm afraid it's mainly robbery, and being a mercenary by the way?

Feng Yong glanced sideways at the bald-haired Tianli with erratic eyes, and lightly knocked on the table.

He pondered for a while, and then said: "If you do this, aren't you afraid that the Wei people in Liangzhou will trouble you?"

"So we can only help the big man defeat the Qiang Hu in Longxi, and we can't fight the Wei people's city by ourselves."

The bald man answered immediately.

"Wei people from Liangzhou, don't they care about you now?"

Feng Yong asked suddenly.

The bald-haired man was taken aback for a moment.

"I mean, do the Wei people in Liangzhou no longer care about you?"

Feng Yong stared at Tianli with bald hair, and asked in a more serious tone.

The bald man did not dare to lie to Feng Yong: "Yes. That's why we dared to go south to see if we can find pastures for the winter in Fanghan."

Think beautifully!

Feng Yong sneered in his heart.

"It's bald, you have to know that since ancient times, heck, hundreds of years ago, it has been the territory of the big man, and you want to graze there..."

When Feng Yong said this, he paused.

When the bald man heard this, he asked anxiously, "But Mr. Feng Lang, hasn't the place been abandoned by the Wei people?"

"Cao Wei is a traitor, how can they represent the big man?"

Feng Yong retorted eloquently.

"But, but..."

The bald man stood "But" for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

It is rare for him to know the difference between Wei people and Han people.

As for the complex relationship between the Wei people and the Han people, how can he figure it out in a short time?

Now the Wei people in Liangzhou are unable to control Longxi, and Feng Langjun has stationed troops in Shouyang, making it clear that he wants to march westward.

His intention of coming this time was to take the initiative to help the big man, and then take the opportunity to get a promise from the big man to settle down in Fanghan.

It is rarely irrigated by big summer water and big rivers, the land is fertile, the water and grass are luxuriant, and it is also a good place to spend the winter, and it is a natural pasture, which is better than imagined.

If the big Han and the clan attacked the Qianghu from the east and west, the Qianghu of Fuhan would not be a problem at all.

In this way, the big man got Didao, and his own tribe got the pasture of Fanghan, and each got his own place.

Unexpectedly, listening to Feng Langjun's tone, he wanted to bring Fanghan back into the territory of the big Han, and refused to allow them to graze in Fanghan, so what should they do?

If it's someone else, it's a big deal and just shoot it down.

But facing Feng Langjun, how could he act recklessly?

Feng Yong woke up a little bit when he saw his drunkenness.

Then he continued: "Baldheaded, you just said that you are thinking of going south because you don't have enough food to eat in winter?"

"Exactly."

Feng Yong nodded, and then Wei Wei leaned over: "Do you know? In fact, I have a way to raise cattle, sheep and horses, so that your clansmen don't have to worry about white disasters."

White disasters are blizzards that nomads cannot bear.

After a white disaster, not to mention cattle, sheep and horses, even some people can't survive it.

It is not impossible for the smaller tribes to be wiped out by natural disasters after eating all the stored grain, cattle and sheep.

"As long as you follow my method, you can not only raise more cattle and sheep, but also have a place to live in during the winter."

When the bald man heard this, his body shook suddenly.

He stammered and said: "Could it be that Feng Langjun was joking with the villain, and there is such a good thing in the world?"

Feng Yong leaned back and asked casually: "You came to Longyou with the Wei people last year, but have you ever heard that the Qianghu in Longyou suddenly turned against the Wei people?"

"Of course I heard."

Hao Zhao led Liangzhou iron cavalry, and he didn't dare to go deep into Nan'an Tianshui easily, so he could only enter Longxi and cross Xiangwu City.

It is because these two places, regardless of the Han and Qiang, all responded to the Han.

Bald Tianli naturally knew about this.

"Then do you know why the barbarians in Longyou rebelled?"

With complacent eyes in Feng Yong's eyes, he looked at the bald-haired Tianli.

"The villain vaguely heard that it was because of Feng Langjun."

The bald head felt his heart beating thumpingly.

"Then do you know that I am in charge of all the affairs of Qiang and Hu in Longyou now? Those Hu people, as long as I give an order, they will follow. Why do you think?"

"Because they only need to follow my instructions and graze on the grassland that I have divided, and they can live a good life without worrying about food and clothing."

Feng Yong leaned over again, his voice was low and full of temptation, like the whisper of a devil: "A few years ago, your bald-haired department went through hardships, but you couldn't find a place to stay."

"Back then, I could make you settle down, and now I can also make sure you don't have to worry about food and clothing."

The bald man swallowed his saliva immediately: "Yes, but, Feng Langjun, if we don't go nomadic, where will we get so much grass for the cattle and sheep to eat?"

"I know how to grow grass, and there is a way for cattle and sheep to eat fresh green grass in winter."

Feng Yong pointed to the sky, "Just like I can weave woolen cloth from wool, this is what I learned from the mountain god."

Feng Langjun, the descendant of the mountain god, did he get his name in vain?

"Gudong!" The bald-haired Tianli swallowed again.

He picked up the ear cup with a trembling hand, but found that there was no wine in the cup.

The wine jar was picked up, and wine was poured into the ear cup.

Feng Yong continued: "You also said that I will always be the best friend in the baldness department. Don't you believe me, friend?"

The bald-haired Tianli finally didn't get drunk, he asked: "Dear Feng Langjun, what should I do?"

Feng Yong grinned, his big white teeth shining brightly.