Royal Road

"Xiujun Gongfu? Expanding the Dudufufu?" Liang Feng raised his eyebrows when he looked at the official document handed over.

Duan Qin didn’t change his face: “The Shangdang closed the country and only changed the prefectural palace to the mansion of the prefecture. It’s not simple or ethical. The six divisions are in the governor’s palace. The place is small and cannot be moved. General Mansion or Dudu Mansion. The minister knows that the master is frugal, but he is in his place and he should do his thing. If he is contemptuous, he will also make others feel negligent."

What Duan Qin said does have some truth. In this kind of hierarchical society, the level of residence must match the identity. At the beginning, Liang Feng was just a provincial governor, so living in the governor's mansion is natural. But now that he has moved to the general and entered the county prince, his status and status have long been different. Still living in the governor's house, there is something wrong.

However, whether it is moving to the new Grand General's Mansion or rebuilding the county government's mansion, the cost will not be small. At the beginning, Sima Teng built the Cishi Mansion extremely luxuriously for his own comfort. Even if the six divisions were added, it was not completely occupied, not to mention the backyard of the same size as the foreign government. Only his father and his son. Add Yi Yan, it's almost empty. Under such circumstances, it would be a waste to create another general mansion or a capitol mansion.

As for the county government, it is useless. He spends most of the year in Jinyang and builds an empty house for Shangdang. Wouldn't it be a waste?

But that cannot be said.

Liang Feng pondered for a moment before he said, "Thinking is reasonable. It's just that there will be pests after the severe drought. I don't know how many places will be used for money and food next year. It is not the time to build a house now. The governor's office and the governor's office are acceptable. The two residences stand side by side, leaving out part of the inner government to serve as official residences."

In this way, the lord's residence has not been enlarged, but has been reduced a lot. Duan Qin immediately shook his head: "So inappropriate..."

Reaching out to stop what Duan Qin was about to say, Liang Feng said, "It's not that I don't build it, I just have power. If I build a house, how many families below will follow suit? The money still has to be spent on the blade. If it is for a small mansion, it will be delayed. Big things are more than gains."

Shipyards in Jizhou have been shut down for more than half a year due to a severe drought. If he has spare money, he might as well go repair the sea boat! Moving the money for ship repairs to the repairing garden, there is also a history in history, and the last tragedy is not mentioned. If he is really self-reliant in the future, Jiangdong has tens of thousands of boats, so he can't compete with others on horseback, right? No matter what type of ship it is, it must be developed as soon as possible to establish a navy.

Seeing that the lord was so firm, Duan Qin had to give in. There is such a thrifty lord, although it is a headache for some people, but it is also fortunate for the state to merge. As for the mansion, it might not be impossible to wait until Yuzhou and Yanzhou are recovered and moved to Luoyang.

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"The General's residence is a bit smaller." After entering the courtyard gate, Liu Gong couldn't help complaining, "Such a small courtyard is far away from the city, and it's too inconvenient..."

He performed very well in the Battle of Yecheng before, and Liu Gong came to Jinyang this time to gain advancement. Hearing that his general had a mansion, he ran over and ran over. They were all confidants who fought **** the battlefield, and Yi Yan did not refuse. It’s just that Liu Gong’s mouth is really a bit cheap, and he just said that when he heard the corners of the mouths of the people next to him.

On the side, Wang Long quietly kicked him and said with a smile: "The general's house is small, but it has all the internal organs. The scenery here is so good, it is convenient to ride on horses and rides, and it is also close to the barracks. Moving to the city, it is light every day. It’s annoying to squeeze in and out."

Still have this to say? Liu Gong hurriedly said, "That's it! Oh, General, aren't you in charge of the original team? Come here to take care of you."

"Isn't it, the general is kind. For those who return home, the general also gives some subsidies during the holidays." For this, Wang Long really admires this, no wonder the soldiers are desperate for General Yi. There are officials who follow the war, and some people are worried about it when they are disabled. How can we not let people be grateful?

"It's just that there is still a house in the house..." Liu Gonggang wanted to continue, and Wang Long coughed fiercely as he choked.

Yi Yan also ignored Liu Gong's words, and said indifferently: "Are you here for a drink or a chat?"

"Drink! Eat!" Wang Long said hurriedly.

Liu Gong was a little inexplicable, but the wine the general invited was very rare. And this time in the battle of Yecheng, he once again fought side by side with the general and made great achievements. It was just the time for excitement. If you have alcohol, how can you push three things and stop four? So excitedly, he raised his glass to toast with others.

Although there is no musical instrument to add to the fun, these military men eat alcohol, all the way they make noise. It's also an order, and it's singing, but it doesn't mean to be cold.

Today, Yi Yan prepared a good hot spring. After drinking it, Liu Gong was confused and drank too much water, so he could not go to the hut. With a splash of water, Liu Gong walked out obliquely, and straightened his clothes indiscriminately. My belly was tumbling badly, and I felt like vomiting, but I couldn’t vomit. He was about to catch his breath when he saw Wang Long walking towards him.

"Liu San, why doesn't your kid wink? In the future, it's better to ask the generals less!" Like a thief, Wang Long whispered.

Liu Gong's family is third, but not many people call him that now. As soon as he got out of the hut, he was given such a lesson. He also couldn't figure it out and stammered: "General...The general is not talking about it, well, good things are coming..."

Wang Long showed a face of toothache, and grabbed the other's shoulders: "What is good or bad! The general's personal affairs are not something we can think about! Talk less and drink more!"

His voice was rare and severe, even if he drank dizzy, Liu Gong felt that something was wrong and nodded blankly. After persuading the big mouth, Wang Long didn't dare to relax, he even dragged and pulled the person back to the table, and immediately let him lie under the table.

After finally eliminating the disaster, Wang Long also breathed a sigh of relief. It only hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred. He also drank a little too high. Looking at the unchanging general on the main seat, he felt his heart suffocated.

What the general said before "good things are approaching" is no clearer than Wang Long, a close friend. Drilling in the barracks, do not forget to return to the city every day. When I returned from the expedition, I couldn't live with a good mansion, but I had to report to the Governor's Mansion. The life of his general is not complicated, and the only difference is the lord!

It's the lord!

When Wang Long just guessed it, his calf was about to turn in fright, and he desperately suppressed the idea. However, the more depressed, the more clearly the past will be remembered. When the general rushed to Youzhou and returned to Shangdang, he was by his side. I also saw the lord anxiously waiting to leave the gate, and the scene when the general lost his mind. It's just that I didn't think so much at the time.

But now, it's impossible not to think about it!

In fact, among the gentry, many people prefer male sex. Not to mention applying grease and powder, there are still many men dressing up as women, lying together with others. There are no women in the army, and such things are not uncommon. Wang Long didn't think it was surprising either. But the person whom the general likes is the lord!

How would you treat the general if you were known by others? He was born and killed in these battles, how will he end up?

The general is a Jie person. Wang Long himself is also a Jie person, and he knows the contempt of them by others. In such a way, those scholars are afraid to poke their hearts. If the lord favors others, how should the general deal with himself? Could it be that he had never thought about it?

I don't know if he is staring too much, Yi Yan raised his head and looked over. Aroused by the calm and contented eyes, Wang Long's mind was hot, he stepped forward and whispered: "The general is better to marry a wife..."

This endless sentence made Yi Yan's eyebrows pick up. However, in a moment, he understood the meaning of the other party's words. A little smile appeared in those blue eyes: "It's okay."

Being a little dumbfounded by the laugh, Wang Long only felt that his tongue was about to be knotted: "General, general...we are from the army, or no, we should not join this..."

"Participate what?" Yi Yan raised the wine cup and drank the contents of the glass slowly.

Wang Long who asked this question was taken aback. Yeah, what are you participating in? The general has never been in politics, let alone making friends with civil servants, even their cronies, occasionally drink a drink, reminisce about the past, and don't mention politics at all. No party formation, no selfishness, if it weren't for the incredible seizure of power, it would be nothing short of flaws.

But that's not what I said! That is the lord after all!

When Jiu Jin came up, Wang Long was also a little anxious: "Is the general willing to do this? If those civil servants know, they don't know how to slander the general..."

Yi Yan interrupted the opponent: "They know."

"Huh?" Wang Long only felt that his jaw was about to fall. know? Who knows?

"It's okay." Yi Yan ignored the other party's horror and said again.

If it's because of this, is it okay to be ruined? If you lose your official position, is it okay to lose your wealth? Wang Long's head couldn't turn around a bit, and he squeezed out a sentence after a long while: "If there is no long-term concern, there must be immediate worries!"

These words are literal, nothing like Wang Long can say. Yi Yan put down his drink and asked, "What did you enlist in the army for?"

What for? Warm clothes are nothing more than full stomach.

However, before Wang Long could answer, Yi Yan asked again: "What are you doing now?"

In order to have no worries about food and clothing, in order to get ahead. Step by step, the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, success and fame will be achieved.

"What about the future?"

Another question was handed to him.

"General!" Wang Long exclaimed with some irritation.

Yi Yan smiled: "I can stop killing, the lord is alive. That's enough."

Concise and simple sentence.

Wang Long suddenly choked. Because of that magnanimous and natural smile.

Has the general ever thought about it? Maybe there is. But nothing can compare to the four words "stop killing the living." Are they desperately working, just for themselves? In fact, it is not. From the moment they get the military field and can support their family, in fact, everyone is desperately trying to protect for themselves.

It's just the general, and the lord, for not just a few people.

Compared to this ambition, perhaps what he was worried about was really not that important. Foresight is meaningful only when you can live "far".

He sighed in frustration, Wang Long held back for a long time, and finally said: "The general should be more careful. Don't let him know about Liu San's open-mindedness."

Not only Liu Gong, I'm afraid there are still a lot of people who want to trick the general. It's better to hide this weakness. No, maybe it's not just a weakness? The lord’s couch is better than the military rank, right? For a while, Wang Long couldn't figure out what to worry about, and he didn't need to worry about it.

"Drink your wine." Yi Yan waved his hand and tossed the flask over.

After that, Wang Long scratched his head, without taking a cup, he drank from the mouth of the pot. As long as the general is still his general, what can I do so much leisurely!