Farmer of Shu Han

Feng Tubie is the queen of the general after all, heck, let's think of it as the queen of the general, and has gone through a series of battles.

There is still courage, and the reaction is enough.

Immediately, he shouted anxiously: "Si Niang, it's me!"

Unexpectedly, the direction of the dagger remained unchanged, and at the same time, it was accompanied by an angry shout: "Sinister thief!"

Feng Junhou was so frightened that he almost lost his wits, and hid to the right at the fastest speed in his life.

With a "click", the tip of the dagger was raised again, and debris flew on the edge of the door.

Feng Yong saw it clearly and knew that it was made of Nanxiang's unique refined iron.

Cursed in my heart: Who the hell is so bold, dare to use Lao Tzu's fine iron to curry favor with Lao Tzu's wise concubine?

Seeing Zhang Xingyi angrily swiping the dagger and stabbing again, Feng Yong was startled and angry: "Si Niang wants to murder her husband?"

"Bah! Shameless! Who is the real husband?"

When Zhang Xingyi heard it, his face, which was flushed from anger, became even more red, and he cursed shamelessly, but his hands eased a bit.

Only then did Feng Yong take a breath, and quickly stepped back, "Si Niang, please speak up if you have something to say."

It's fine if Feng Tubie didn't say this, but as soon as he said this, Zhang Xingyi suddenly remembered what a certain dog thief said to him during the dinner just now, and he was full of anger immediately.

"When you said thank you for your little gentleman in front of me, did you ever think about talking properly?"

The four words "Your family's little gentleman" were bitten extremely hard.

Is it tolerable, which is unbearable?

Holding the dagger tightly in his small hand, he pushed forward again.

It's just that the opportunity has been lost now, how can Feng Yong let her easily get her wish?

If you don't retreat but go forward, you want to grab the sword with your bare hands.

Zhang Xingyi had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected it a long time ago, he blocked with his left hand, and kicked vigorously with his right foot at the same time.

Seeing that the exclusive hand-binding technique was actually broken, Feng Tubie's eyes widened immediately: "Impossible!"

Is this still reasonable?

Losing the opportunity again, Feng Tubie had to retreat in embarrassment.

It doesn't make sense!

How does this little girl seem to know that Lao Tzu's tricks are average?

Obviously I only taught Guan Ji alone...

Thinking of the big belly woman, and seeing Zhang Xingyi's smug expression, Feng Yong suddenly realized: nine times out of ten, I was cheated by my little gentleman!

Or Si Niang managed to steal the secret skills of the Feng family from Guan Ji!

I have figured it out, but it is useless for how to solve the immediate crisis.

Seeing that the glaring knife was about to stab again, Feng Yong burst out with a strong desire to survive: "I gave birth to the king but I was not born, and the king gave birth to me, I am already old, Si Niang,"

With a sad and miserable expression, "God's will tricks people."

Zhang Xingyi paused for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to go up again.

"You hate me for being born early, but I hate you for being born late."

Zhang Xingyi's eyes flickered faintly, and his movements slowed down by two minutes.

"Walking thousands of miles away, there is no time to come. Thirty days in the middle of the month, there is no night without missing love."

"Shameless!"

Zhang Xingyi gritted his teeth and cursed.

Although she was cursing like this, when she heard this article, she immediately thought of the song "Peach Blossom Song" where "the human face doesn't know where to go", and her heart trembled a few times.

These two articles are a perfect match.

Zhang Xingyi only felt that his body was a little limp, and his strength seemed to have disappeared.

Feng Yong couldn't see any changes in her, so he went up to meet her, reached out his hand, shook his wrist, and easily took the dagger from her hand.

Zhang Xingyi staggered and fell into his arms.

"I should have killed you..."

Zhang Xingyi cried bitterly, but hugged him tightly.

Feng Yongchang took a deep breath, put the dagger on the table next to him, finally put his arms around her, and murmured: "I'm sorry..."

Zhang Xingyi cried even louder.

I don't know how long it took, the voice in my arms gradually became weaker, but finally there was no sound.

Feng Yong's legs were numb, he turned his body as far as possible, and saw Zhang Xingyi's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or he didn't want to come out of his arms.

He hesitated for a moment, then bent down to pick her up, then carefully put her on the couch, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him, "Don't go."

"I thought you were asleep."

"When you cry for too long, you get confused, and you wake up when you move."

Zhang Xingyi sat up from the couch while talking.

After she cried, she calmed down a lot, and rubbed her red eyes with the back of her hand.

Feng Yong just sat on the side of the couch, reached into his arms, took out something, and put it in her hand: "For you."

"What's this?"

Zhang Xingyi took this small object, and saw that it was the size of a finger, white and smooth all over, it seemed that it was often played with by people, and there was a word that he didn't know engraved on it.

"I've asked someone about the thing on Han Qiu's body. It's an ancient relic, and the characters engraved on it are Xiaozhuan Hanzi. It's my spoils of war."

Feng Yong moved closer to her, "I didn't bring you any good things when I went out this time, so I'll give this to you."

Zhang Xingyi finally showed joy for the first time, but said in his mouth: "Hey, there is no sincerity in giving me the things of the dead."

Said, carefully hid in his arms.

Seeing that she didn't dislike her, Feng Yong dared to hold her hand, "Si Niang, thank you these days."

This time I went out on my own and encountered an unexpected danger. Although it was not a surprise, but if Zhang Xingyi hadn't been there, Guan Ji would have known about it.

Guan Ji is pregnant, and her most taboo is emotional instability. If she finds out about Feng Yong's distress, who knows if an accident will happen if she is in a hurry?

Zhang Xingyi snorted, "Sister is inconvenient, so I help, what does it have to do with you?"

"Yes, yes. I was wrong. Si Niang has always been kind-hearted and considerate. She is really a good girl that is hard to find in the world."

Feng Yong quickly flattered him.

The corners of Zhang Xingyi's mouth curled up slightly, but his mouth refused to let him go.

"When I first met you back then, I said you were eloquent, and I was scolded by my aunt. Now it seems that I was right."

Feng Yong had a cheeky face, "What I said just now was to praise Si Niang from the bottom of my heart, why did it become a trick? Si Niang has a clever mind, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is Zhuge, the middle school girl. Could it be that she can't tell the truth?"

Zhang Xingyi was coaxed into joy by this person, and snorted again: "What strange words did you say? What does Zhuge, the female middle school, mean?"

Feng Yong leaned forward and said in a low voice with a smile on his face: "This prime minister is extremely talented, there are very few people in the world who can match him. The meaning of Zhuge among women means that Si Niang is unparalleled in intelligence, which can be the same as a female prime minister."

Zhang Xingyi's eyes turned into crescent moons, and he said "bah", "How dare I use the name Zhuge Zhuge? If I say it, I'm not afraid of being laughed at as arrogant?"

She turned her eyes and looked at Feng Yong, her eyes were full of doubts, "You are coaxing me like this, do you have something to ask me?"

Whenever this person asks for something, he looks like this, and it has never changed.

"The matter of Pingxiang depends on Si Niang. If I don't look for Si Niang, who else can I look for?"

Feng Yong flattered again, "When I came back, I saw that Pingxiang was thriving. All of this was due to Si Niang's well-planned plan, which is a testament to Si Niang's ability."

Finally, the smile on Zhang Xingyi's face could no longer be concealed. Although she knew that this person was flattering her, she still felt a little flustered in her heart.

If it were someone else, she would not be like this, but this person is very different from others in her heart.

She glanced at Feng Yong contemptuously, "Speak up if you have something to say! This obsequious look is annoying!"

Feng Yong hurried over, "Actually, Si Niang also knew about this, Han Qiu revealed about Hao Zhao. Si Niang, tell me, how likely is it to be true?"

"Also, what I'm most confused about is, since Han Qiu hates big men so much, why did he tell me this news?

Zhang Xingyi had already learned about this from the secret letters he exchanged.

So she also thought about it for a long time. At this moment, when she heard Feng Yong's question, she immediately said: "The thing about Hao Zhao's death, I think it should be true."

"After all, if Hao Zhao died, even if Liangzhou wanted to hide it, they would only be able to hide it for two or three months at most, and they would find out in the end."

"It doesn't make much sense for Han Qiu to deceive A Lang with this. What we need to worry about is why he said this to A Lang."

Feng Yong nodded, "I think so too. It's just that I have been thinking all the way in this line of work, but I can't figure out why he wants to help us."

Zhang Xingyi pondered for a while, and then said: "Han Qiu has a grudge against the big man, and now he wants to help the big man take down Liangzhou. That means, for him, the big man's takedown of Liangzhou is no better than the big man's takedown of Liangzhou." The benefits are even greater.”

"Now that he is dead, then this benefit must not be on him, who is most likely to be on it?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi looked at Feng Yong with burning eyes.

Feng Yong frowned, "His relatives and friends? Or someone he knows? It can't be Cao thief, right?"

Zhang Xingyi let out a "tch", "You used the strategy of driving wolves and tigers in Longxi, didn't you think that others could use this strategy as well?"

"Killing wolves and tigers? Who is he going to drive away? Big man?"

Feng Yong vaguely caught a clue.

"I'm just guessing." Zhang Xingyi stroked his hair, "The northern branch of the Han family now controls a tribe of barbarians, and has helped Kebi Neng continue to invade Youzhou."

"If the barbarians in the north want to grow stronger, the best way is to cause civil strife in the Central Plains, so that they can profit from it."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi glanced at Feng Yong again, the expression in his eyes seemed to be asking: Do you understand?

Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat: "Let the big man fight Cao's thief, and naturally no one will take care of the Hudi in the north."

Zhang Xingyi nodded: "That's right. Now the Han is weak and the bandits are strong, so if it were me, it would be a good plan to help the big Han take Liangzhou."

"It can even encourage Ke Bi Neng to respond to the Han Dynasty from the north to the south, and attack Wei Guo."

"Because only when Wei is forced to use all his strength to fight against the big man, will they have the opportunity and time to unify the desert."

"If they are bolder, they can even try to disintegrate the tribe led by Ke Bineng after using Ke Bineng."

"In this way, the Tuoba tribe they control will have the opportunity to continue to grow and become a real threat to the Central Plains."

"Whether it was the Xiongnu or the Xianbei, when they unified the desert, they all threatened the big man to seek peace."

"If the northern branch of the Han family can have such power, tell me, Alang, what will they do?"

Feng Yong was terrified.

How else? Naturally, it is to enter the Central Plains!

Thinking of this, Feng Yong's eyelids couldn't help twitching.

More importantly, there is no way to break this game.

Liangzhou must be taken, and Wei State must be destroyed.

The key lies in whether the great Han will unify the world first, or the desert will unify first?

"Si Niang, to hear your words, it really makes one feel like walking on the night road and suddenly seeing the dawn."

Feng Yong held Zhang Xingyi's hand again, and said sincerely, "Siniang's talent is much better than mine!"

Hearing his words, Zhang Xingyi looked like a smile, but a sly look flashed in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Feng Yong naturally did not notice these subtle changes in Zhang Xingyi.

He solved a problem in his mind, and asked with admiration: "Since Si Niang has such talent, why don't you think of something else for me?"

Zhang Xingyi said softly: "Since Ah Lang values ​​my concubine so much, he just speaks up if he has something to say, why should he be so polite?"

Feng Yong told her about Li Hui again in detail.

"Si Niang, in your opinion, is there anything strange about this matter?"

Feng Junhou asked very modestly.

"My opinion is somewhat different from yours."

Zhang Xingyi thought for a while, then spoke.

Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat, did the three of them really think wrong?

"My concubine also agrees with what A Lang thought before. But if Dudu Li is not in good health and wants to resign as Dudu, then Zhang Yi must be the successor, and Prefect Ma has no chance."

Zhang Xingyi said decisively.

"Why?"

Feng Yong asked strangely.

Ma Zhong was not only publicly praised by the first emperor, but also a person who was valued by the prime minister. How can he say that he has no chance to pacify Nanzhong and lead an army alone?

On the contrary, Zhang Yi did not have such a good opportunity to perform.

Zhang Xingyi smiled slightly, "Ah Lang, do you know that when the late emperor entered Yizhou, the prime minister had a dispute with Fazheng?"

Feng Yong shook his head.

"At that time, Yizhou was initially established, and the late emperor ordered the prime minister, Li Yan and other five people to formulate the "Shu Branch" to rule Shu with strict laws, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the aristocratic families in Shu."

"Fazheng advised the prime minister based on the three chapters of Emperor Gaozu's entry into the customs and the civil agreement, and believed that the land of Shu was initially established, and it was appropriate to suspend the sentence and relax the ban, rather than to use harsh laws."

"The prime minister thinks that the grammar and law of the Shu land are restrained and respected by each other. Virtuous government is not upheld, and power and punishment are not severe. It has a long history. The people of the Shu land are full of power, and the way of monarchs and ministers is gradually being replaced by mausoleums."

"And with the principle of being favored and favored, the position is extremely low; if the favor is exhausted, the law is slow, and the strict law is pushed forward."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyi slowed down his voice, "Don't Ah Lang think that there are quite similarities between Nanzhong today and Shu in those days?"

Feng Yong frowned.

"Li Dudu is from Jianning. The prime minister violated the Han system and allowed him to work in his hometown. It was a show of generosity to Nanzhong. Besides, the people of Nanzhong Yi were in peace at that time, so they should not be too persecuted."

"But it's different now. Nanzhong has been stable for several years, but its law still follows the old one. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the barbarians will not be afraid of the Han law."

"Therefore, if after Li Dudu, Zhang Yi, who enforces the law harshly, is sent there, so that the southern Zhongyi people can also know the laws of the Han family, it will become an inevitable trend."

"In this way, it can pave the way for the great Han to govern the prefectures and counties in the South Central Bank." Zhang Xingyi said in a low voice, "So Li Dudu wants to resign from the position of Dudu due to illness, I'm afraid it may not be because of this."

"Even," Zhang Xingyi pondered for a moment before continuing, "It might be the prime minister's arrangement."

Feng Yong finally came to his senses: "Captain Li is kuan, Zhang Yi is strict..."

"Finally, send a lenient and strict governor, and the barbarians will submit themselves!" Zhang Xingyi smiled slightly.