Farmer of Shu Han

Li Yi is still Guan Ji's most likely husband-in-law. This is not decided by Li Yi, nor by Guan Ji, but by Zhuge Old Demon, and by the interests of their two families.

Becoming friends with Li Yi means that the last bit of Feng Yong and Guan Ji may be gone—although Feng Yong can only wishful thinking in front of Guan Ji and other iceberg beauties.

"Accepted by Fu's training outside, and enshrined in the mother's ceremonies. What's the next sentence?"

Just as Feng Yong walked to the door of the living room, he heard such a sentence.

"Accepted the training of Fu outside, enter the ceremony of serving the mother... enter the ceremony of serving the mother, enter the ceremony of serving the mother, all aunts and uncles, like Zibi'er. Brother Kong Huai, the same spirit..."

Niuwa's unconfident voice began to sound.

Still a familiar scene, still a familiar taste.

Feng Yong felt a little depressed. How could this Li Yi still have such weird interests? Like to torture knowledge in other people's homes? If it doesn't work, just tell the housekeeper specifically, and let Gouzi serve him tea when this guy comes in the future? Just beat him to death with mathematics!

"Brother Wenxuan, why are you embarrassing this child again?" Feng Yong said with a smile as he entered the door.

Blushing and stammering, Niu Wa finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the master come in, and bowed to Feng Yong.

"Okay, let's go down." Feng Yong touched Niuwa's head lovingly on the surface, and said in his heart that you can recite four more sentences at most, and you should probably get stuck. You recited so slowly just now, you are probably waiting for me, little boy I still have a lot of thoughts.

"I don't know why Li Langjun is here this time?"

Feng Yong picked up the bowl and took a sip of boiled water. There is no way, tea is scarce, except that I hide a little secretly and drink it secretly when I am alone, now all the guests in Feng's residence are entertained with plain water.

"I'm here to congratulate Feng Langjun on his promotion to the post of Diannong official in Hanzhong."

Li Yi smiled and cupped his hands.

"The wild land in Hanzhong is far from the prosperous place in Jincheng. Why do you like it?"

"Why did Feng Langjun deceive each other so much? Although someone is not talented, he also knows that if Feng Langjun didn't invite Feng Langjun himself, how could the prime minister let Feng Langjun leave the capital?"

To put it nicely, the real reason, isn't the old demon Zhuge not convinced?

Feng Yong smiled politely: "It's just that I have heard about the ancient customs of Hanzhong, so I yearn for it, and I just want to go to collect it."

Li Yi nodded and agreed: "Hanzhong is the land of the great ancestor Long Xing. Although it has been abandoned due to the war, the prime minister will definitely pay attention to it in the future. Sooner or later, Hanzhong will become an important place for the Han Dynasty again."

Although Feng Yong already knew that this guy had a high IQ when he sent the veteran over, but at this time I still have to say one more thing, this guy's IQ is really high!

"How do you explain this?" Feng Yong blinked and asked pretending to be ignorant.

Li Yu shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Why is Feng Langjun always wary of a certain person? Then Zhao Erlang and Wang Dalang are all friends with Feng Langjun. In fact, a certain person has admired Feng Langjun for a long time, and also Think like the two of them, becoming close friends with Feng Langjun."

This is really a guy who can't be hated!

"Li Langjun is the son of Li Dudu, and the prime minister regards him differently. He has a noble status. It is a great honor for Feng to be so humble, but he can't take Li Langjun's words of caution."

Li Yi glanced at Feng Yong thoughtfully, nodded, and said, "I see."

Feng Yong was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, what is the meaning of this? I don't seem to have mentioned anything related to Guan Ji, have I? Do you understand?

Li Yi looked a little lonely, and said softly: "Brother Feng, although your parents are no longer alive, you are a child of the Shanmen, so you are different from ordinary people like me. Although we look beautiful, there is something wrong behind us The difficulties that others know. Now this big man, the prime minister is extremely talented, who dares not to obey his orders? Although a certain man had made friends with Feng Langjun according to the prime minister's order, but at the same time it was his own wish. If you provoke Feng Lang Don’t worry, please make amends first.”

With that said, Li Yi stood up and bent down to salute.

"What's the reason for Li Langjun?" Feng Yong quickly helped Li Yi up, and said, "I didn't say I was unhappy! I can get Li Langjun to break the festival next time, and I can't be too happy!"

He said so on his lips, but he cursed secretly in his heart, the wife of Zhuge Old Demon stuffed Zhao Guang over, and now he stuffed Li Yi over himself.

Are spies so rampant these days? To say openly that I was sent by someone else? Also said that I really want to be friends with you? Do you want to be shameless?

But when Feng Tubie heard the word prime minister, he immediately became cowardly, rbq, rbq.

"Although I am a disciple of the mountain sect, I can still be regarded as a layman!" After the two sat down again, Feng Yong said jokingly, "At that time, Zhao Erlang brought a jar of wine and a piece of meat to the door, so I regarded him as a good friend. It's even worse for Wang Dalang, but he brought all his wealth here, but I don't know, what did Li Dalang bring?"

Li Yi was taken aback for a moment, seeing Feng Yong's mocking expression, he realized it, and immediately laughed, "The threshold is not low, indeed it is not low. But for the Li family, it's not too difficult."

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and then continued: "I heard at that time that although the prince brought all his wealth, he was sent back, and in the end he was only charged a cart full of cheese. This matter, but people talk about it. My Li family lives in Nanzhong, and what I can get is the local products of Nanzhong."

"Oh, there are a lot of local products in Nanzhong, but I don't know what brother Li will use to make this door-opening brick?"

"Dianchi horse."

"What?" Feng Yong was confused.

Li Yi smiled mysteriously, and said: "Feng Langjun won the post of Diannong official in Hanzhong, and he will definitely rush to Hanzhong soon. Then Li will send some pedestrians to help check luggage on the way, how about it?"

Seeing that Feng Yong still had doubts on his face, Li Yi continued with a smile: "Everyone knows that Youzhou and Liangzhou produce excellent horses, but they don't know that Dianchi Lake also has a divine horse. This divine horse is very different from the northern war horse. They are small and have strong hooves, although they cannot be used as war horses, but when they go up high mountains and walk on dangerous trails, it is like walking on flat ground, and they do not know how to sweat for tens of miles.

Hearing this, Feng Yong reacted abruptly.

Yunnan horse!

The most important means of transport on the thousand-year-old "Tea-Horse Ancient Road", although short in stature, is superior in its robustness and long endurance, suitable for dangerous mountain roads. Not to mention the Yunnan side, even a mountainous area like central Sichuan is also suitable. The Sichuan horse of later generations is actually a variant of the Dian horse.

Li Yi said it was a Dianchi horse, and he was right. Northern warhorses are suitable for the battlefield, but southern Dianchi horses are suitable for logistics. In terms of their respective functions, the Yunnan horse is indeed worthy of a horse.

If Li Yi hadn't mentioned this, he would have really forgotten it. But in fact, he really didn't expect that the Dian horse had appeared in Shu at this time. He thought that this kind of horse was still unknown in the hands of the barbarians in the south.

emmmmmmm... It is not a broken promise to code it out before midnight.