Farmer of Shu Han

  Chapter 36 What scripture did Ruzhi read?

  Feng Yong almost grinned at the side, seeing Huang Yueying's gaze turned, quickly restrained his expression and saluted: "Feng Yong, the country boy, has seen his wife."

   "There is no need to be too polite. I came here this time, originally just to relax outside the city. It was only later that I remembered that my prime minister husband had been talking about a young hero for the past few days, and I was curious, so I came to have a look."

   "I don't dare to take the reputation of my wife, I'm afraid I will disappoint my wife."

   "Whether you are disappointed or not, you have to take another look. Judging people by their appearance is ultimately superficial." Huang Yueying said meaningfully.

  Oh, this tone seems wrong, how did I offend her?

   Before Feng Yong could figure out what was going on, Huang Yueying said to the people behind her again: "Gao Yuan, Yin Ping, come here to meet Feng Langjun."

   "Zhang Shao has met Feng Langjun." With a warm smile on his face, the driver of the coach saluted Feng Yong, very polite.

   "Guan Ji met Feng Langjun." Guan Ji, who had already dismounted from her horse, stood in front of Feng Yong with a chilly air. Instead of saluting like ordinary women, she bowed her hands like a man.

   After Feng Yong returned the gift one by one, he suddenly saw a small head with a combed horn protruding from behind Huang Yueying, and his eyes lit up: what a porcelain doll carved in powder and jade! I saw those **** eyes constantly turning around, looking up and down at Feng Yong, and his milky white skin seemed to be polished from the best Hetian jade seeds.

  Which family's little girl is this, I really want to take her home for recuperation! Feng Yong swallowed.

  The little girl seemed a little frightened by Feng Yong's wolf-like eyes, she shrank back all of a sudden, only to hear a crisp voice: "Aunt, is this the epileptic Feng who tricked uncle with all his rhetoric?"

  Feng Yong almost couldn't catch his breath!

   Which **** is this damned so wicked? Teach children this wrong thinking? Which insane person have you ever met who can trick people with tricks and tricks? And that other person is Zhuge Old Demon?

Huang Yueying held back her laughter, pulled the little girl to the front, and said: "Si Niang, please don't be rude. Feng Langjun is the son of a high-ranking man, not a traitor, let alone a madman." Then she said to Feng Yong, "This is Zhang Junhou. The second daughter, whose nickname is Xing'er, is called Siniang on weekdays, and she speaks childishly, Feng Langjun, please don't take it to heart."

   "Tricking uncle to fix up with that grandson thief, what is it if you're not a traitor?" The little girl broke free from Huang Yueying's hand, ran over to hug Zhang Shao's thigh, and said crisply when she turned her head.

  Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji!

  Zhang Shao gave Feng Yong an embarrassed look, then turned his head away, not daring to meet Feng Yong's gaze.

   How much do you hate Sun Quan? Even such a cute little girl has started to hate and brainwash?

  Huang Yueying's face sank: "What nonsense?"

  Feng Yong clearly saw Zhao Guang shrunk his neck, so he knew that the child probably had a lot of shadows left by Huang Yueying in his heart.

   "Auntie, I was wrong." Zhang Xing trembled, and moved over in small steps, with tears in his big eyes.

   "Then why don't you apologize to Feng Langjun?"

   "Feng Langjun, my concubine speaks quickly, so please don't blame me."

  A small girl did a half-squatting salute like an adult, and she still looks decent.

"Suck it up", Feng Yong sucked back the saliva that was about to flow to his mouth, and sighed in his heart, this little girl is so cute at such a young age, I can't blame that A Dou, who can't help her, can't forget her sister's death She took her little sister-in-law into the palace and continued to be the queen.

  Thinking about Liu Chan’s failure to hold on to this country in the future, it’s a pity that this poor little girl will suffer the humiliation of destroying the country, and she will have to go all the way to the enemy’s capital to live under the fence.

Touching his body, he seemed to have nothing on him, so Feng Yong had no choice but to stretch out his hand, wipe away the two tears of grievance on Zhang Xing's tender face, and sighed: "Don't cry, don't cry, a girl like a jade seed, cry!" It’s not good looking. I’m also a poor man, and I don’t have any valuables on me. I have to send a few words to Miss Zhang: A charming girl is ashamed, and the years are free from worries.”

  Hearing the previous words, Zhang Xing's little face blushed suddenly, but he couldn't understand what Feng Yong meant when he sent her off, so he turned his head to look at Huang Yueying in a daze.

"This is to praise you for your beauty and natural nature, but it is a rare good sentence in the world!" Huang Yueying touched Zhang Xing's head, and then said to Feng Yong, "I didn't expect Feng Langjun's literary talent to be so brilliant. What happened?"

   It's over!

  Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat, his mouth is so cheap!

  Feng Tubie tried to recall without confidence, was this body literate before he crossed over? After getting an affirmative answer, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Returning to Madam, the boy is just a family study, and he only knows a few words from Yan Jun, not to mention the classics. I only heard those two sentences from the people in the teacher's school later, and I thought they were quite good, so I wrote them down. gone."

  Bowing his head and lowering his hands in a respectful gesture, Feng Yong happened to see Zhang Xing hugging Huang Yueying's thigh, his big eyes flickering at him. At that moment, he winked and made a strange face, Zhang Xing gave a "card" smile, and retracted his head again.

   Don’t think that little girls don’t understand anything—are there still few elementary school students who show off their love online?

   "Oh, I always thought your school was Mohism, but I didn't expect that you also studied Confucianism, which sounds a bit like Confucianism. Then what kind of school is the school behind you?"

   "It should be a miscellaneous family, right?" Feng Yong was a little hesitant, I am the only teacher, which one should I be?

   "Should? This is the first time I've heard that someone doesn't know which school they belong to." Huang Yueying laughed and said, "Could it be that you are lying to me?"

   "It's a miscellaneous family." Feng Yong coughed dryly, and said a little embarrassedly, "The master's learning is very complicated, and everything in the world is involved, so naturally he is a miscellaneous family."

   "Everything is involved, this is indeed the tone of a miscellaneous family." Huang Yueying looked at Feng Yong, and said sarcastically: "In this sense, don't you know everything?"

   "How can there be someone who knows everything in the world?" Feng Yong looked at Huang Yueying innocently, "There are specialties in art, and everyone in the master has specializations. The kid just learned a little bit from the master."

Huang Yueying nodded, and agreed with Feng Yong's statement: "There is a specialization in the art industry, which is very reasonable. Back then, miscellaneous schools claimed to be involved in everything, but in the end they ended up being good at nothing. It seems that your school is a school that absorbs After learning the lessons of the year, I came up with a method that each person has their own skills."

  Zajia still had such embarrassing things back then? I don't know wow!

   "Madam, the sun in the sky is very poisonous, why don't you go to the mansion and talk about it?"

   After standing under the sun for so long, Feng Yong only felt that the sun was shining hotly, and his whole body was sweating.

   "Also."

  At present, Feng Yongshen led the way for his master, and led Huang Yueying to Feng's residence.

  What’s the best thing to eat in summer?

  Of course it is a big iced watermelon, but Feng Yong has never seen a big watermelon in this era.

   There is also ice cream, but Feng Yong does not have a refrigerator. Besides, this thing needs cream to taste, and he doesn't like to eat cream, so he has no plans to make it so far.

  The extravagance of drinking ice in summer is probably a rare treatment even in the palace of Shu Han. Just look at the Gebu sackcloth Huang Yueying is wearing. Although there are no patches, it looks very old. As a prime minister's wife, this is nothing.

  From here, you can imagine the old demon Zhuge's sloppy behavior, so if Adou's honest kid dares to indulge a little bit, the old demon Zhuge's saliva may be sprayed directly on his face: Your majesty, be frugal!

   No watermelon, no ice, it doesn’t matter, there is also Feng’s secret tea, which can not only relieve heat, but also make people forget their minds. It is really a must-have for literati.

  (end of this chapter)