Farmer of Shu Han

  Chapter 85 Self-care

   "Tsk!" Feng Yong smacked, thinking that when Wang Ping wakes up in the future, you will not be able to climb high even if you want to.

   "Zi Shi, don't be discouraged. People like General Wang will definitely have great opportunities in the future. There will be girls from good families at the time. You can choose."

   "My little brother thanked my brother for his kind words. Huo Huqi once said that the Huns are still alive, so how can we call ourselves home? Although I dare not compare myself, I still want to make some achievements first, and then talk about starting a family."

   Okay, okay, you all have big ambitions.

  Feng Yong was a little speechless.

"Could it be that elder brother had expected this matter long ago, otherwise why did he happen to be sick a few days ago? Even if he didn't go on duty in the past, why did he pay attention to the young mansion supervisor? That's all, why did you ask the younger brothers to go to Zhuye?" Superintendent? This has caused a lot of harm to the younger brothers."

   Zhao Guang, who had eaten a large egg pancake in two mouthfuls of three, was finally able to speak at this moment.

   "Erlang, how can you say that about brother..." Wang Xun said hastily.

"It's okay." Feng Yong waved his hand and said, "Erlang's words are indeed true. I thought I could last a few days before telling you, but I didn't expect Zhao Erlang to be so useless. Anyway, your lord is also Zhendong General , is it possible that those people can still swallow you?"

   "Brother..."

  Wang Xun was about to speak up to defend Zhao Guang, but was interrupted by Feng Yong, "Zi really don't need to defend Erlang. It must be his idea that you two came to my place to hide here today."

  Wang Xun cast a helpless look at Zhao Guang.

   "Why is brother so partial?" Zhao Guang's face was full of resentment.

   "Could I be wrong?"

  Zhao Guang was speechless, so he had to lower his head and continue eating.

  That's right, he is a lord who has General Zhendong, but if this lord keeps looking down on him, no matter how big the official is, what's the use?

These days, people come to visit the mansion every day, and they are all military men who have fought on the battlefield. Come back, will you surround him? Don't care about what's inside and what's out, how is Ba Niuli's regulations?

  You said that he is a small assistant supervisor of Zhuye, how can he know the regulations? Shouldn't this be the emperor's decision? In the past few days, he felt that he was living in dire straits, and it was really miserable. The key is that not only did his adults ignore them, but also appointed him to receive these uncles and uncles as soon as he came back... Really, alas, it's unbearable to look back on!

  Sometimes he really envied that the prince really had a good Ah Weng. Look at the adults of the family, these days the Wang family even hangs up the sign of avoiding guests, and they are not afraid of offending people at all. The difference is really too big.

   "According to what my brother said, it seems that he not only expected this matter, but also has a plan?" Wang Xun was soft-hearted after all, he couldn't see Zhao Guang being scolded by Feng Yong, so he changed the subject.

   "Well, I guessed a little bit."

Hanzhong is the strategic base of the Northern Expedition, Ba Niuli is an artifact for reclamation in Hanzhong, and Zhuyejian is currently the only institution that can produce Ba Niu plow, the old monster Zhuge really wants to let three young children control Zhuye Superintendent, that's a joke.

   The reason why Feng Yong claimed to be sick, and the reason why the two of them persisted to go to duty, was just to delay some time and ask the old demon Zhuge for some benefits - anyway, he should not be the one who should be anxious. Those ministers are anxious, so the old demon Zhuge is not in a hurry? The earlier Hanzhong was settled, the Northern Expedition would have more confidence.

   It's the three of them who shouldn't be in a hurry. The principal is not here, and the deputy can't be the master. What are you doing? Is it really possible to directly **** Feng Yong who said he was losing his mind? Doing so would be too chilling.

   It's a credit anyway, although I was rewarded with a false job, but if we want to move our position, we must change to a better position, right? So the longer the delay, the greater the benefit.

  Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang, a stupid and cute erha, met a father who cheated his son. But think about it, the old lady Zhao Yun and the old demon Zhuge have an enviable affection, so this matter could not be instigated by the old demon Zhuge, right? The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.

   Alas, I am really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs.

  No matter what, since the matter has come to this point, no matter how regrettable it is, it is useless. Feng Yong had to decide to implement the next plan.

"I thought it would last for a while, but I didn't expect to underestimate it... Hehe," Feng Yong stopped talking, and turned to Zhao Guang, "Go back after eating and tell the prime minister's wife, if these few days When I'm free, I want to go and say hello to her."

  Zhao Guang's eyes widened all of a sudden, and then he coughed violently. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, turned his head, and the stuff in his mouth sprayed out all at once.

   Yes, it looks like he is choking.

  Zhuyejian is nominally an institution of the royal family and has nothing to do with foreign courts, but in fact it cannot bypass the prime minister's mansion. Besides, it was Huang Yueying's proposal to enter Zhuye prison at the beginning, so Feng Yong thought about it for a long time without bothering the two masters, but he still felt that it would be better for him to find Huang Yueying to detour this matter.

Feng Yong ignored Zhao Guang who hadn't stopped coughing, and turned to Wang Xun and said, "After Zishi returned to the mansion, he told General Wang that I would like to ask for one thing. I heard that the Qiang man was a good shepherd." , and General Wang is acquainted with the Qiang people, so I want to ask him to help me find some Qiang people who are willing to come out to help others herd herds. I will take care of all food and housing, birth, old age, sickness and death."

   "Why is brother so kind? If so, isn't it better than the tenants on the farm?"

  Zhao Guang just coughed up all the food in his throat, when he heard this, he screamed.

  Feng Yong glanced at him and didn't speak, but his eyes clearly expressed a meaning: You know what an egg!

   It would be a good idea to say that helping herds, but in fact, it is a sheep slave. Just like those tribes on the prairie, do you really think everyone needs to graze? Aren't the flocks herded by those sheep slaves? The leader only needs to take care of the sheep slaves.

   Unless the herdsmen have some cattle and sheep in their tents, but no slaves, they will go to herd the sheep in person—this is equivalent to the self-cultivation farmers in the Central Plains.

  Social development seems to be different on the surface, but it is actually the same in essence.

  Will later generations emphasize the middle class? What is the difference between this and the emphasis on self-cultivating farmers thousands of years ago? Isn't the role played by the owner farmers in the feudal era the same as that of the middle class in later generations? It's all about maintaining social stability.

  As long as human nature does not change, social development is basically like this, and it will not change with time and space.

  Food and housing are included, and birth, old age, sickness and death are all included. It sounds nice, but how much does the tenant pay Feng Yong for renting the land? How much do you want to keep? As for the sheep slave, as long as he is given a bite of food, he will not die of hunger, and some clothes to wear, so he will not die of cold, and the rest is his own, can this be the same?

   As for what to feed them, this is negotiable.

  As for what to wear... If there are even flocks of sheep, I am afraid that I will not have clothes for them?

  (end of this chapter)