Farmer of Shu Han

Feng Yong was actually not too worried about the fact that some people in Nanzhong wanted to take advantage of Wei's aggressive invasion of the big Han to make trouble.

Because this matter is in the plan of Zhuge Old Demon in all likelihood.

It's just that although Zhuge Qiao is the son of the prime minister, how does he know such state secrets?

As for Ma Di, although he has a certain vision, but he is nested in a ravine, the news is blocked, and there is not enough information. How can he analyze the overall situation?

If he can know in advance that someone in Nanzhong wants to be a rebellious boy, and he can deal with it at the same time, then he has a strategy in his chest.

Let Zhuge Qiao come back in person, one is to get the exact news of the Wei-Han war as soon as possible, and the other is just in case.

In case something unexpected happened, there must be something happened in Nanzhong. At that time, Zhuge Qiao could use his relationship to remind the Prime Minister to prepare early.

After all, back then, Meng Huo Gaoding's gang had a rebellion in their joints, which made the big man almost collapse.

In the view of Ma Di and others, if there is a big defeat outside and chaos inside, although the situation may not be as serious as that in the first year of Jianxing, there will definitely be some turmoil in Shu.

Feng Yongben wanted to give Zhuge Qiao some advice, but he didn't know what the old demon Zhuge had planned, so he could only vaguely hint:

"Brother, don't worry, the prime minister has already planned for this."

Then they made an appointment with him for a good time, and after a while of busy work, the two of them got together again, and then they parted.

Back at Nanzheng's house, Li Mu came out to welcome Feng Yong into the house:

"Alang is back?"

"Well, it's still cold outside, you should wear a coat anyway when you go out."

It was probably because the house was too warm, Li Mu only wore a thin woolen sweater, and did not put on a thicker coat when he went out to meet him.

The tightness of the sweater reveals her figure.

Li Mu, who came from a family, does not have developed chest muscles like Guan Ji, but he has the most typical appearance of a classical beauty.

It is very well-proportioned from top to bottom, which makes people feel harmonious and comfortable at first glance, and makes people think... ahem!

Li Mu helped Feng Yong take off his robe, and then brought over a bowl of hot soup:

"When I heard that Alang was back, I was anxious to go out, so I forgot to wear an extra one."

"What's the hurry? Want to see me?"

Feng Yong was in a good mood, looked at Li Mu's smiling face, and made a teasing joke.

When Li Mu heard Feng Yong's words, his face flushed slightly, his face was shy, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Feng Yong.

The maid knew the trick, and immediately bowed and left.

It wasn't until there were only two people left in the room that Li Mu bit his lips, then leaned over gently, his eyes were full of autumn, and he said softly:

"When my concubine was in Nanxiang, there was never a day when I didn't miss Alang. I just wanted to be with Alang every day. Now that I got my wish, I was anxious to see Alang..."

It is rare for Ms. Mu, who has always been powerful to the outside world, to behave like a little girl, which makes Feng Junhou feel a little eager to move.

"The imperial court rewarded the mansion with the number of three concubines this time, and you will be regarded as receiving the imperial court's salary by then."

Feng Yong stretched out his hand while talking, and slid it lightly over Li Mu's cheek, which felt like sticking fat.

Before the Qin Dynasty, only princes and the like were eligible to marry concubines:

"Where is the concubine, if the princes marry one country, the two countries will go to concubine, and the nephew will follow. The nephew is the son of the brother. The concubine is the younger brother. The princes hire nine daughters, and the princes will not marry again."

But after Qin unified the world, without the princes, the concubine system began to change.

In the families of rich and noble people, they can also privately decide who is the concubine in their own house.

But obviously, the number of three concubines in the Feng Mansion is different this time.

It was an antique ceremony, not only had to be filed with the government, but also the imperial court provided money and food to help Feng's family support.

Feng Junhou took up the word Hou anyway, although he was not a prince, he was still a prince.

Nine wives are not available, but three wives are possible.

Of course, these three wives are not all ancient rituals, because the ancient rituals also said: "Where princes marry a daughter, they have the same surname, and different surnames do not."

After all, hundreds of years have passed, and times are changing.

Even if Amei and Li Mu don't have the same surname as Guan Ji, but the court has said that they are concubines, they are concubines that cannot be refuted.

Which one of those aristocratic families does not have a concubine, it is still decided by itself!

According to ancient etiquette, are they worthy?

The imperial court paid for their own concubines. Thinking about it, this feudal era was really... corruption, corruption!

While Feng Junhou was thinking, his hands slipped involuntarily to other places.

Li Mu raised his head to make it easier for Feng Junhou to move his hands and feet.

Hearing what Feng Junhou said again, his face flushed, and his breathing became a little short:

"It's all thanks to A Lang!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but voluntarily burrowed into Feng Junhou's arms.

Li Mu was indeed very dignified when he was outside, but he never stopped calling her a lowly concubine, a shameless and corrupt person who came out to show off all day long.

Although this can't hurt Li Mu in the slightest, it always makes people feel alienated.

Now that the court has given such a title, no matter how much someone hates Li Mu in the future, they will no longer be able to use her status as an issue.

Being a concubine depends on who is being the concubine.

Being a concubine to Feng Junhou, even if she is the main wife of someone else's family, does not have a certain status and is not qualified to appear in front of her.

Thinking of this, Li Mu's breathing became more and more rapid.

She just felt that the room was too hot, and her body was a little hot.

Then he couldn't help but bowed his head and buried his head deeply in Feng Junhou's arms...

"Hiss..."

Feng Junhou suddenly opened his eyes wide, took a breath, and then hugged her.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Junhou leaned on the couch in the inner room, and Li Mu was still curled up in his arms, but he had no strength left to move.

"Tomorrow you help me prepare a batch of clothing materials, including brocade clothes, gauze clothes, and sweaters, as well as some soap and secret fragrance. I'm going to give them away."

Feng Junhou entered the time of sages and finally began to think about business.

"Um."

Li Mu didn't look up, just murmured from his nose.

With the development of the breeding industry, although soap is not yet available in the market, it can still be obtained within Xinghanhui.

With enough soap, soap is a lot easier.

Of course, soap can only be supplied to a few families.

After all, the ointment is so expensive, and it is too late to replenish those laborers who do heavy work. How can I have the mood to do these fancy things?

Just use it at home, don't waste it at other people's homes.

"Who is Ah Lang going to give such a heavy gift to?"

Li Mu may have been exhausted, his mind was much slower than usual, and after a while, he turned around and asked a little sleepily.

Except for a few close ones, such things as soap have not yet circulated within the Xinghan Club.

Not to mention the secret fragrance, it is something that is kept secret by the Feng family, and only Amei knows the formula and specific production method.

I heard that the raw materials must be transported from Nanzhong.

Li Mu has this kind of secret fragrance on hand because there is a lot of good and evil here in Nanxiang, and news from all sides is gathered here.

Sometimes Mixiang is very convenient in discovering secrets.

"To a man."

He said he was a real man, but when combined with Feng Tubie's wretched smile, Li Mu's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

In the following days, with the announcement of Feng Junhou's reward, Feng Yong had to continue to entertain for a long time.

In the end, they pushed a lot of banquets, and then found an opportunity to catch up with Li Yi, Zhuge Qiao, Huang Chong and other old brothers.

As the weather continues to warm up, the atmosphere in Hanzhong becomes more and more lively.

Compared with the fiery atmosphere in Hanzhong, Xiping, which is located in the frontier, is still in the cold season.

Half of the ice and snow melted, and the ground was cold, making the soles of people's feet numb.

Wearing a sheepskin hat, Liu Liang shrank his neck, wrapped himself in a long and thick down jacket, and opened the gate of his house like a rare animal in the mountains and forests of the Shu region.

Have no idea!

He has lived in the south since he was a child, and most of the time he is still in Shu, where there is little snow in winter.

I didn't feel that way when I first came to Xi'an, but in the second year, I felt like I was going to be frozen like a dog!

Of course, Liu Liang felt that he was already a dog now, and he was still the kind of male dog in the dog farm run by Feng Wenhe.

"Alang is back?"

As the Chinese with a strange accent sounded, a woman greeted him from the side room behind the gate and took him in.

Helped Liu Liang to pat off the snow particles on his body, and then took another coat that had been warmed up for a long time and put it on for him.

Served with a bowl of hot soup.

After a series of movements, Liu Liang only felt that the cold air was swept away from the inside out.

For such virtuous women, it would be even better if their Chinese accent could be more pure and their appearance could be closer to that of a Han woman.

That's right, the woman in front of him was one of the concubines he had just married.

Others said that Liu Langjun was a man of great courage who raised Hu Nu with his body. They only said that he lived in dire straits every day.

But few people have thought that the Hu people and Han people in the Huangshui River Valley have lived together for at least hundreds of years.

It's not the kind of beard who doesn't even understand Chinese.

What's more, if the Hu tribe wants to go a step further and transform into a local wealthy family, learning Chinese and following Chinese customs is the only way to go.

Even if they learn something nondescript, at least they can barely communicate, right?

The most important thing is that these five women are carefully selected from the big tribe.

No matter what, he is also a person with outstanding appearance in the clan.

Although Liu Langjun cannot be completely satisfied, for example, some skin may be a bit rough, and some body odor may be a bit heavy and other shortcomings.

But at least from a distance, the appearance has to be passable.

For example, the woman in front of me was sent by the Bald Hair Department, she is the younger sister of Tian Li with bald hair.

It is said that her ancestors moved from Mobei to Monan, and then mixed with Xiongnu, Xianbei, etc., and finally her mother was spotted by a bald man and gave birth to her.

Saying so, but not really, doesn't matter.

As long as she represents the Ministry of Baldness.

When a woman marries into her husband's family, the character is taken by her husband's family.

Liu Liang saw that her skin was not bad, the snowy skin was reddish and not rough at all, so he named her Xue Niang.

"Is someone here again?"

Liu Liang recovered his breath, glanced at the chariots and horses outside, and asked a question.

"Yes, someone gave a gift."

Xue Niang replied.

"Oh, the clan sent someone to deliver something again? Just accept it."

Liu Liang said indifferently.

It is not bad to take the beard girl of the big tribe.

For example, the people in my natal family are very honest, and they send things to their own home at every turn, such as cows, sheep, horses, wool, fur, and the like.

On the surface, it is to add something to my daughter.

In fact, it was a gift for Liu Liang.

The dowry and gifts that Liu Liang received in the past two or three months can build a ranch at least.

There is no way, the Hu people are willing to marry the daughters of the clan, isn't it because of the resources in Liu Langjun's hands?

Liu Langjun has a lot of say in the annual grain, wool, spirits, etc., and even the grasslands that start to be divided in the south of the Huangshui River Valley.

Selling a woman from the clan in exchange for a better life for the clan is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

Liu Liang always had to be cautious when doing things in the past, because he was afraid that Feng Zhuou would not like him, and after he caught the handle, he would drill him again, how could he dare to accept the gift openly?

Now, this is a gift given to my concubine by someone in my concubine family, why not accept it? !

I've already given myself to a bearded girl, what else do you want?

Who doesn't have any relatives, why don't you accept some gifts from relatives?

What's the matter!

Tell me not to marry these bearded girls if you have the ability!

A dignified family member of the royal family has been oppressed by a local turtle surnamed Feng for several years. It is simply abnormal for Liu Langjun to say that his mind is not twisted.

Of course, this way of releasing the distorted mind is a bit abnormal in the eyes of others.

"No, no, it's not from the clan, it's Longyou, Hanzhong..."

There is no obstacle for Xueniang to speak Chinese on weekdays, but when she gets anxious, it becomes difficult for people to understand.

Seeing her making gestures, repeating it several times, and pointing inside, Liu Liang finally understood:

"The person who gave the gift hasn't left yet?"

"No no."

Xueniang shook her head quickly.

Suspicious in his heart, Liu Liang stepped out of the ear room and walked along the corridor to the front hall.

When he entered the front hall and saw the person coming, he was immediately taken aback:

"How are you here?"