Farmer of Shu Han

Gouzi lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother, picked his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I just want to talk to my mother about this. The master told us today that he wanted to take some with us when he went to Hanzhong. People go and ask us if anyone wants to go with us. The boy thought that if he followed the master's house, he could continue to study, so he wanted to ask his mother, if the boy wants to go with him, is it possible?"

"Go ahead and continue studying!" Gouzi's mother was picking up the lid of the jar and said casually.

"So Mom agrees?"

With a "bang", the jar lid hit the jar and fell to the ground, making a loud noise. Fortunately, the ground was covered with mud, and the lid was only slightly scratched by the clay pot, but it did not break.

Gouzi's mother didn't pick it up, but turned around hastily and asked, "What did you just say?"

"The boy wants to go to Hanzhong with the master's family."

"No!" Aunt Gouzi screamed, "Absolutely not!"

After a pause, as if he had made up his mind, he looked around, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Even if we don't plant the Feng family's land, it won't work."

In September in Sichuan, there was a continuous autumn rain, which also brought a little bit of coolness.

The children in the village seemed to be in poor health all of a sudden. After just one autumn rain, two of them fell ill and couldn't work in the house. The adults in the family went to the house to apologize in person, and kept saying that their children were bad, so they wanted to quit the helper for fear of delaying the business of the house.

Feng Yong couldn't stand the clumsy performance, so he waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to bring out some food, which was regarded as payment of wages.

As expected, both of them declined, saying that the child can't do much work, and it is already a kindness from the host family to come to the house to eat and eat, and he dare not accept any more food.

"The master shouldn't be so kind to those white-eyed wolves!"

After the two people left, the butler looked at their backs from a distance, and cursed viciously: "I also fed them, taught them how to read, and even raised chickens at home. At this juncture, how could you do that?" Such a thing happened!"

"Okay, Uncle Zhao, don't talk about it." Feng Yong smiled indifferently, "After all, he is his own flesh and blood. By the way, go tell those children in the house that they won't use it these few days. I haven't laughed for days, and they must feel uncomfortable."

"But what about the work in the house?"

"What should I do?" Feng Yong sneered, "They are not the only ones in the village. They don't have to plant my land, they can go to other masters, can those bureaucrats do it too? Go, take Amei Call me over."

Sure enough, a servant who is completely attached to the master's family is a good servant!

"My lord, are you calling me?"

After Amei was called over, she knelt down and bowed, not daring to look at Feng Yong, and asked meekly.

"How many children in your family are over eight years old? Can they speak Chinese?"

"My lord, we are acquaintances. We have lived with Han people for many years and can speak Chinese."

For a long time, those Liao people have emphasized that they are familiar Liao to prove that they are not much different from the Han people.

"That's good. The mansion is short of manpower recently. You go and pick out all the children over the age of eight and under the age of 12 and send them to the mansion to help Yaomei. Remember to teach them the rules of the mansion, otherwise If there is a problem, the hands and feet of that one will be interrupted, and the whole family will be kicked out of Zhuangzi, you know?"

Amei was stunned, and didn't speak in a daze.

"What? What's the problem?"

Amei finally showed ecstasy on her face, knelt down and kowtowed suddenly: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

Feng Yong has absolute control over the Liao people. After all, he still holds the contracts of sale for those people.

Even if you don't mention this, the Liao people who were kicked out of Zhuangzi must have a dead end. Don't say how many people are willing to take in Liaoren, there are those who are willing to take in. Liaoren who were kicked out of Zhuangzi by the previous master's family, do you dare to take it?

The atmosphere in the village became more and more uncomfortable.

In the past, when farmers walked in the village and met Feng Yong, they would stand on the side of the road with a smile and say hello. But in the past few days, when the farmer saw Feng Yong approaching from a distance, he would quietly dodge it. If he couldn't dodge, he would bow his head and salute, and then run away quickly, as if Feng Yong was plagued by the plague. The farther away the better. .

Feng Yong didn't care about it, and he was even rejoicing in his heart. If it wasn't for this matter, he must not have realized the problems in his own Zhuangzi.

I haven't asked your children to follow me. I just asked if anyone is willing to follow me. You are like this. Do you really think I am easy to bully?

The human heart is unpredictable. Feng Yong is not qualified to criticize the dealer's choice, but the dealer can't criticize his actions: Unfaithful dealer, why should I come? Who knows when a white-eyed wolf will be developed?

"Master, is there something on your mind?"

Feng Yongzheng sat silently under the willow tree in a daze, when the old soldier surnamed Lu with one eye missing came over and asked.

"Oh, it's Uncle Lu, sit down. Is there anything wrong?"

Feng Yong glanced at old soldier Lu and nodded his head as a greeting.

"Nothing. I just came here to tell the master that all the guards going to Hanzhong have been selected, and they are all old guys who can still hold knives and guns. I don't know what else the master needs from me?"

Old soldier Lu didn't dare to get too close to Feng Yong, so he sat down some distance away, and said with a smile on his face.

"No more. Just get ready and wait to go." Feng Yong stretched his waist, looked at Lu Laozu, and pointed to the construction site not far away, "the new house over there is two days away. Can it be built? Otherwise, the family members will not be settled properly, and they will not be at ease when they leave."

"Don't worry, Master, it will be almost three or four days away, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Eh? Yesterday, the housekeeper told me that it would be three days at most. Why is it still three or four days today?"

Lu Laozu grinned, and the flesh-red scar on his face began to squirm: "That's yesterday's estimate. Today, we drove away a few old farmers, and we didn't let them help."

"Why is this? How did you start doing it?" Feng Yong asked with concern. It is normal for new and old farmers to have conflicts, but it is not a trivial matter when it develops to the point of doing it.

"I didn't do anything, I just told them to go away." Lu Laozu chuckled, "We are all people who crawled out of the dead, and we survived because of the swords and guns that our brothers helped us block." As he said, he pointed Pointing to the construction site that was working in the distance, "These family members are mostly left for our dead brothers, and they promised to take good care of them."

"It's a good thing." Feng Yong nodded, "I understand, I'm afraid I'm closer than my brother?"

"Isn't that so?" Old Lu's face was excited by being understood, "We are rough people, and we don't understand the truth, but we still know the truth of repaying the kindness. The master took us poor people, It is a great kindness that allows us to have enough to eat. This time, I heard that the Lord’s family wants how many children to go to Hanzhong? If we can’t find anyone, we still have a few there. The children of those old farmers are so literate, but they are all obedient and good children, and they work quickly."

Feng Yong's heart was hot, but there was no abnormality on his face, he smiled: "Uncle Lu has said that those children are left by your dead brother, you have finally settled down, why do you have the heart to let them Follow me to such a far place?"

"Leave only one who can inherit the incense, and it doesn't mean to let them all go." Lu Laozu waved his hand, "I have come from Nanzhong, why are you afraid of going to Hanzhong? Besides, there are still a few of us. Is the guy following? It’s a good thing to follow the master’s family to gain insights.”