Farmer of Shu Han

"Because I'm sick!" Feng Yong replied with a look of "you understand", "The old disease has relapsed, so I can't be a director for the time being."

"Feng Langjun, this is really..." Li Yi laughed, nodded with his fingers, and then shook his head, "It's really free and easy. Most people in the world are seeking fame and wealth, but when they come to Feng Langjun, they regard fame and fortune like a scorpion. Tiger, amazing."

"I also like fame and fortune," Feng Yong said frankly, "it's just that such fame and fortune are too tiring, so it's better not to touch it."

Now in Jincheng City, the most talked about is of course the matter of Hanzhong. Even the court was disturbed. The ministers had previously begged the emperor to award the land of Hanzhong, but now that they got the land, they discovered that only Zhuyejian could make the eight ox plows. So this organization under the name of the Shaofu, which was not even known by the name, became a favorite in the eyes of everyone.

Without eight ox plows, I will give you all the land in Hanzhong, is there any use for eggs?

Those who had a connection ran to ask for the order of the Shaofu prison, but who knew that the eunuch who died as a human demon there also had the same frown. Originally, this Shaofu was just a name, not to mention oily water, even soup. Unexpectedly, a strange Zhuye prison popped up all of a sudden, and it became a place that everyone looked at. What's more, there was no one of us there, which was unbearable!

Royal things, how can there be no royal people in it? The eunuchs who regard themselves as royal servants are very masters at this time. So a little nimbly, I thought about reaching out, and then... there was no more, and a few people in the palace were killed with sticks for no reason.

Only Feng Yong knows that in a few years, the old demon Zhuge will write an eternal memorial called "Teacher's Watch", and there is a sentence on it: The palace, the mansion, and the palace are all one.

That is to say, the affairs in the palace called the emperor's family affairs are actually also under the management of the prime minister's house. These eight ox plows are related to the grand plan of Zhuge Old Demon's Northern Expedition, whoever dares to stretch out his hand indiscriminately must have directly chopped off the account!

Feng Yong could see very clearly that the old demon Zhuge would spare no expense in order to repay Liu Da'er's kindness of knowledge, and at the same time, in order to realize the Longzhong pair he proposed. In order to concentrate the power of the whole country on the Northern Expedition, and to prevent himself from being held back, he even directly took over the palace without considering the emperor's feelings at all—maybe he did, but he still did it.

From this aspect, Zhuge Old Demon can be regarded as a pure person.

As for those like Li Yan who feel that they are awesome, and feel that they have the confidence to test where the bottom line of Zhuge old monster is, they just push it to the end. That's all for the sake of him being a fellow villager.

The Yizhou faction, the Jingzhou faction, and the Dongzhou faction for the later generations did not exist for the old monster Zhuge. In his eyes, there were only two factions: those who supported the Northern Expedition and those who did not support the Northern Expedition.

Those who support the Northern Expedition and are useful to the Northern Expedition, such as Li Hui, a local rich family, are also reused, and those who do not support the Northern Expedition, even a fellow like Li Yan, get out!

Fortunately, A Dou is an honest boy, which can be seen from the death of Old Demon Zhuge. Even if he had considerable resentment towards his father, for example, he would not let the ministers go to condolences when he learned that Zhuge Liang was seriously ill. For example, Old Demon Zhuge After the demon died, someone should be sent to investigate Zhuge's family background and so on.

But at least in the end, he treated the descendants of Zhuge Lao Yao kindly: he married his daughter to Zhuge Zhan, and then let Zhuge Zhan go all the way, from Yubayashi Zhonglang, to Shesheng Xiaowei, Shizhong, and then to Shangshu Pu She, a general who was added to the military division, finally acted as the guardian of the capital and served as the general of the guard. He was in charge of the government affairs of Shangshutai and commanded state affairs, perfectly explaining what is smooth sailing.

At the last moment of the life and death of the Shu Kingdom, Adou even gave him the last bit of his family property—although Zhuge Zhan failed to live up to Adou's expectations in the end.

It can be seen from this that if Adou Ruo is placed in the prosperous age, Ming Jun may not be able to say it, but a benevolent king cannot escape properly. It's a pity that he was born in the Three Kingdoms, and Liu Da'er managed to save some family property, but he ruined it all by himself, so the unlucky boy A Dou got an empty shell. Even when he first became emperor, he had to be trembling, for fear that when he woke up, soldiers from Cao Wei and Soochow Wu would be standing in front of his dragon couch. Only now did he dare to quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

In this troubled world, is kindness useful? At least he has to be like his father, who looks benevolent and behaves honestly.

That's why Feng Yong wouldn't go into this kind of muddy water. If he made a wrong move, he wouldn't know how to die with his small body.

I'm sick, my old disease relapsed, and the neuropathy asked you if you were afraid? Don't bother me if you have something to do.

Wang Xun is a good boy, and has always respected Feng Yong, his elder brother. A few days ago, although I didn't know why my brother asked him to go to Zhuye prison every day, but I think my brother always cares about it, so he went very obediently.

"My lord, how did you register so early today?"

Wang Xun politely declined other people's invitation to treat guests, and went straight back to his small courtyard after he got off work. He rubbed his face that had become stiff after laughing with him all day, and looked up to see that his lord was already sitting in the hall, as if he was waiting for him. who.

"Da Lang is back?" Wang Ping moved slightly when he saw his son returning home. He seemed to remember it, but sat back again, "Come and sit with me."

"Yes, my lord."

Wang Xun responded, walked over and sat down, picked up the pot and poured himself a bowl of water, and drank it in one gulp.

"Why didn't Dalang go to Fengzhuang these two days?"

Wang Ping's expression was a little unnatural, and he asked a question out of words.

"Didn't you already report it to your lord two days ago?" Wang Xun was a little surprised. Could it be that his lord had forgotten, "Brother Feng wants the child to go to Zhuye prison for a few days, and he doesn't need to go to Feng Zhuang for now."

"Oh, so-and-so forgot." Wang Ping coughed and asked again, "Could it be possible that the Zhuye Supervisors are going to make new equipment these days? Why are you going to be on duty again?"

Wang Xun blushed a little. After all, although he had taken the position of a supervisor some time ago, he hung around with Brother Feng and Zhao Erlang every day, and never thought of going to work seriously. Unexpectedly, these two days began to be serious, which made people feel strange.

"It's not that there is any need to make new equipment, but my elder brother ordered Zhuye Supervisor to step up the supervision of the production of the eight ox plows, so Erlang and I are required to keep an eye on it every day, and we must not relax."

Wang Ping's expression changed, and he asked with concern: "Is the Zhuye supervisor stepping up to supervise the production of the eight ox plows?"

"Yes." Wang Xun nodded, looking at his lord's concerned expression, he suddenly realized, no wonder something is wrong with his lord today.

"Could it be that your colleagues also inquired about the eight ox plows from your lord?"

"How did you know?" Wang Ping was taken aback, thinking that I didn't say anything just now, how did this kid guess it?

"Now the matter of reclaiming the wasteland in Hanzhong has been widely circulated. Ba Niuli can only be produced by the Zhuye Supervisor where the child is. Today, the adults are so abnormal, and it is likely that they cannot be separated from it."

Seeing his son's confident expression, Wang Ping sighed softly, thinking how long has this boy been with Feng Langjun? It is really surprising that there has been such a change.