In the north of the city, Yuan Jun's camp is located.
"Sir, does it really matter?"
In the big tent, Feng Fangnu was kneeling behind Yuan Yao, carefully combing Yuan Yao's hair.
"We have been in Nanchang for five days and we haven't seen Governor Zhuge yet. Isn't something going to happen?"
A look of worry appeared on Feng Fangnu's pretty face.
Yuan Yao sat on the floor with his eyes closed, greedily sucking in the orchid body fragrance coming from Feng Fangnu's body.
After a long time, Yuan Yao let out a long breath.
"It doesn't matter."
"He is just a piece of meat on the chopping board now. Whenever I want him to be put in the pot, he has to be put in the pot!"
The bun was finally tied up, and before Feng Fangnu could get up, Yuan Yao suddenly stretched out a pair of big hands and gently pinched her beautiful hands.
Yuan Yao put Feng Fangnu's slender hand in front of his nose, sniffed it vigorously, frowned and said:
"Did you burn firewood and make porridge again this morning?"
Feng Fangnu blushed and quickly lowered her head, like a little girl who was caught stealing an apple.
Yuan Yao pulled Feng Fangnu into his arms and threatened: "Didn't I tell you that you can just let the cook do the rough work? Why are you always joining in the fun?"
"I'm afraid your hands will be damaged even if they get wet."
"I'll say it one last time. From now on, just take care of my daily life. Someone will do the work of adding wood and making fire."
"If you scratch the skin on these hands, I will eat you!"
Yuan Yao's face was so close that Feng Fangnu could feel every rough breath exhaled from Yuan Yao's mouth and nose.
The two people's noses almost touched their lips. Feng Fangnu's pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and her body was already running out of energy.
Yuan Yao held Feng Fangnu's wrist and felt this stunning beauty turning into a puddle of soft water in his arms.
Damn it, I have to practice swordsmanship and archery later. I am a dignified seven-foot man who is born to stand upright, how can I be deceived by beauty...
Forget it, never mind, which man can hold it back when it comes to his mouth?
You can still be a real man who stands upright in this tent!
…
An hour later, Yuan Yao's hair, which was tied up in a bun, became messy again.
It's getting dark now, so I can't practice archery anymore, so let's just practice swinging the sword today.
Yuan Yao was about to get up when he saw Feng Fangnu, who was dripping with sweat all over her body, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and even her black hair was more than half wet, holding her arms and blinking at him with her soul-catching eyes. .
It’s okay, even if you don’t exercise for a day, it’s okay!
…
Just as Yuan Yao expected, Zhuge Xuan was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around the back hall.
Mrs. Zhuge couldn't stand it anymore, so she patted little Zhuge Dan on the back and frowned, "You need to go out for a walk, it's still cool outside!"
Zhuge Xuan snorted coldly: "Female woman, what do you know?"
Mrs. Zhuge rolled her eyes at Zhuge Xuan: "Why don't I know?"
"If you hadn't turned back half way the day before yesterday and gone to see them properly, maybe you wouldn't have to worry so much now!"
Zhuge Xuan said angrily: "What do you, a woman, know about men's affairs?"
Mrs. Zhuge's real surname was Huang, and she was born in the Huang family of Yin County, also known as the Huang family of Jiangxia. She was of the same clan as Huang Zu, the prefect of Jiangxia.
She is one of the most beautiful women in the family, and in terms of background, she is no worse than the Zhuge family of Langya.
Zhuge Xuan's former wife was frail and sick, had no children and died young. If she hadn't nodded and agreed to marry, could Zhuge Xuan have married her?
Therefore, Mrs. Zhuge has never been afraid of Zhuge Xuan.
"Why don't I understand? I think this might be the fault of the county magistrate Wang. If you go and meet Yuan Yao in person, won't everything be clear?"
"It's better than getting angry with me here!"
"Don't wander around in this hall. I finally managed to coax my son to sleep. If you wake him up again, you won't have to sleep here tonight!"
Zhuge Xuan glanced at his sleeping son, took a breath and walked out of the back hall.
Not long after wandering around the courtyard, young Zhuge Liang brought little Zhuge Jun to say hello.
"Nie Liang, come and ask your uncle and aunt to be well!"
"Nie Jun, come and ask your uncle and aunt to be well!"
Little Zhuge Jun also made a milky sound.
Zhuge Xuan had no intention of dealing with the Ge Liang brothers and waved them to stand up.
Just pacing in place, thinking to himself: "Should I go to see Yuan Yao or not?"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up and he said, "Uncle, are you worried about Yuan Yao's plan to divide the counties?"
Zhuge Xuan was shocked when he heard this: "How did you know this?"
"Who told you that?"
"Don't you know, uncle? This matter has been spread throughout Nanchang City in the past two days!"
"Then General Yuan will divide Yuzhang County into three and create two new counties, Poyang and Luling."
Zhuge Liang pretended to be surprised.
"This matter...has spread throughout the city? Has it spread throughout the city?"
Zhuge Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart.
Even a woman can think of something, why didn't she think of it?
"Exactly. My nephew also learned about this from passers-by when he was buying pens and ink yesterday."
"My nephew thought this was nonsense, but looking at my uncle's expression, I'm afraid it's not groundless."
Zhuge Xuan was very angry and said angrily: "It must be Wang Xiancheng who caused trouble."
"This person dares to sow discord between me and General Yuan. It's really hateful!"
Zhuge Liang advised: "Uncle, it's better to go see General Yuan. If there is any misunderstanding about the division of counties, maybe we can talk it out in person."
Zhuge Xuan nodded fiercely several times.
"Yes, I will go and ask him face to face. Then I will know whether this sub-county is real or someone is making it up!"
But within a few seconds, Zhuge Xuan showed hesitation again: "But if he really wants to divide the counties, what should I do?"
"Forget it, let's wait until he comes to me."
"I don't believe it. His thousands of soldiers and horses don't need to eat or drink? When he is short of food, he will naturally take the initiative to visit me."
Zhuge Liang couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at his fascinated and confident uncle.
"My nephew would like to ask my uncle, where does the food and grass in Yuzhang County's treasury come from?"
"Of course it's a levy..." Zhuge Xuan originally wanted to say it was levied summer grain, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but blush.
Although he was nominally the governor of Yuzhang, his decrees could hardly go out of Nanchang. The summer grain collected from the people of Nanchang County was not enough for him to pay salaries to the people of the Prefecture.
Most of them still rely on the food received from powerful families.
"I have only been in office for a few months, and the government decrees have not yet been implemented. I mainly rely on food donations from powerful families."
"Then why was it only Wang Xian Cheng who informed my uncle about the division of counties?"
"Wang Xiancheng came the day before yesterday. The matter of dividing the counties has been spread in Nanchang City for two or three days. Why, apart from him, there are no Chen Gong Cao, Xiong Chief Secretary, or the Xu family and the Xiong family who came to see my uncle. How about discussing this matter?"
Zhuge Liang's point also directly awakened Zhuge Xuan.
Zhuge Xuan broke into a cold sweat on his back. He was not a fool. He was just angry because he was angry that Yuan Yao wanted to divide his Yuzhang County, so he didn't think about the underlying reasons.
"In Liang'er's opinion, the powerful surnames such as the Chen family, the Xiong family, and the Xu family have all reached an agreement with Yuan Yao?"
Zhuge Liang shook his head: "My nephew just thought about the worst outcome of this matter. I can't tell how serious the situation is!"
"But there is one thing. If my uncle wants to wait for Yuan Jun's food to run out, or for Yuan Yao to come to ask for food, it is impossible."
Zhuge Xuan also thought about the problem: "If it is true as Liang'er said, if these powerful families all fall in love with Yuan Yao, then he will naturally not be in danger of food shortage!"
Zhuge Liang nodded: "These big Nanchang clans used only two days to collect 30,000 stones of food and grass for my uncle, which shows that they have a profound background."
"But the military rations Yuan Yao needs cannot be helped by these wealthy families in Nanchang."
"Did uncle forget that Haihun Peng was defeated by Yuan Yao?"
