"How to divide into two groups?" After Huang Yueying left, Feng Yong felt that he had finally become the master of Fengzhuang. He stood on the ground and began to feel like a master, and asked the housekeeper beside him without any trouble.
"Go back to the Lord, the people over there are the officials." The steward pointed to the group of people far away and explained, "That piece of land are all farmers in our village. The grain produced in that land will belong to the village next year. As for the grain seeds, we can't let the officials touch them and get bad luck."
"Nonsense, Liao people are also members of our village."
"Yes, yes, yes!" the steward changed his words, "They are all from the farm, but those people are newcomers after all. They are clumsy. The old servant thinks it is better not to let them touch this piece of grain. After all, It’s the old farmers on the farm who make people feel more at ease.”
What you said makes sense, but I am speechless.
Feng Yong said "tsk", thinking that there is still a long way to go for this great national integration!
Huang Yueying sent those people here half a month ago. There are seven families in total, thirty-two people, four adult men, eighteen women, and ten children. The person who sent me said that most of the senior officials who got too close to the Han people in Nanzhong were the targets of purges by the rebels, and these families also fell into this category. The men in the family all went out and fought tooth and nail to let their family members escape, and now they don't know whether they will live or die.
Based on this, Feng Yong felt that it was not a loss for him to accept these people. At the same time, he also warned the people in the village not to bully others.
As Feng Yong's prestige in the banker increased, naturally no one took his words to heart. However, the pride in the bones of the Han people always made the bankers consciously or unconsciously show it in their daily lives. For example, now, even harvesting a millet has to be deliberately divided into two batches.
"By the way, my old servant has one more thing to report to the master." The housekeeper obviously didn't want Feng Yong to get entangled in this kind of matter, and quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"It's like this. When the Lord was praying to the gods, the steward of the other village came to see the old servant. He said that the matter that the Lord had discussed with the Li family leader a few days ago had been settled."
"What Patriarch Li? What did we talk about?" Feng Yong was a little confused, thinking when did I meet a Patriarch Li again?
"It's the Zhuangzi of the Li family next door. The steward of the Li family said that the master knows the head of his family." The housekeeper looked puzzled. "He also said that the master asked his family to replace the head of the family with the new Zhuangzi. Now he came to reply and said that he had some clues. ”
"Zhuangzi next door?" Feng Yong finally remembered, "Is the head of their family an old lady?"
"My lord, what you said is that the head of any family is not an old lady. How many are there who are as young and promising as my lord?" The housekeeper flattered her slightly.
Feng Ji only remembered an old man when he told outsiders about such a thing. When the old man introduced himself at that time, he happened to say that he was from Lizhuang next door. I remember that he seemed to be of a high seniority. It was estimated that it was probably him.
But it seems that I just mentioned this matter to him, and never said that I wanted to ask him for help. So what's going on?
"What's going on? Tell me carefully." Feng Yong has never believed in pie-in-the-sky things - free things are usually the most expensive.
"The Li family is a common surname in Shu. I heard that they are related to Li Shangshu. The Li family next door also said that theirs is the sixth room of the Li family, and they married two daughters to the He family, so they are also related to the He family. It's fair to say. A few days ago, Taigong Li asked someone for mercy, saying that he could exchange the land over there for the land on our new village," the housekeeper said, and pointed to the distance, meaning that anyway, it was probably Over there, "Then the Li family exchanged land elsewhere for the He family."
"Then the Li family's setbacks are huge. What are they trying to do?" Feng Yong frowned.
"I want our family's grain seeds," the steward said with a proud look on his face, "The steward said that he hopes to provide some grain seeds for their farm after the autumn harvest. If our farm can't use up the grain seeds produced on this land, Leave it all to them, and sell them some of the new plows as well.”
Seeing the proud expression on his housekeeper's face, Feng Yong was speechless.
He and Li account for the second most popular surnames in Shu.
If Li Village next door really has six rooms in the Li family, it would be beyond the reach of a small Feng family. Besides, as neighbors, if the Li family really wants to buy some grain seeds, can they not give it to them? As for going through so much trouble?
Now that the imperial court is promoting Quyuan Li, how could the Li family, as a common surname, not get the news? Do you still need to ask your own family for it? So this is basically showing kindness to yourself, right?
However, as Feng Tibi, who was recorded on the small blacklist of a local aristocratic family, he was a little unsure. Logically speaking, the Li family, as one of the local aboriginals, had no reason to do this! So, do I want this benefit, or do I want it, or do I want it?
As a bastard who dares to take advantage of the benefits given by the old demon Zhuge, he is afraid of the aristocratic family!
"Then give it to them." Feng Yonghao waved his hand, "Since the Li family is so kind and they are from the same neighborhood, there is no harm in making friends."
In fact, what Feng Yong was thinking was that I was about to become an official after all, and he was no longer a loser. After all, he was also the person Zhuge Lao Yao had registered in his heart, right? At this time, including the next ten years or so, it is more important to have someone in Zhuge Lao Yao's heart than to have Jane in the Emperor's heart.
So Feng Tibi said, anyway, you natives will not be able to make any waves in the next ten years. Am I afraid?
Speaking of becoming an official, Feng Yong thought of the first time he met Zhuge Lao Yao, so he spent some time repeating what Ma Di once said in history, and earned 500 acres of land. This time, I spent several days drawing pictures and providing suggestions for farming in Hanzhong, but in the end I was forced to become a minor official, which felt a bit unpleasant.
"You're so cheerful? This is not like that bastard's style."
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhuge Liang asked with some surprise after listening to Huang Yueying's narration.
"Why are you saying it so cheerfully? Isn't it a coercion strategy?" Huang Yueying rolled her eyes at Zhuge Liang, "Let me become a villain, then the boy is not sure how to scold my concubine."
A rare sly smile appeared on Zhuge Liang's face, and he reached out to hold Huang Yueying's hand: "Liang is really lucky to have such a virtuous wife as his wife. But even if that kid scolds his wife in his heart now, I'm afraid he will have to be grateful in the future. Why? Worry?"
"I just know how to use some nice words to coax me." Huang Yueying said hard, but there was a smile on her face. "Looking at that boy today, I had fun playing with Xing'er. Until before leaving, Xing'er was still I feel a little reluctant to leave her Feng Langjun!"
"It's good if you don't want to give up. If you don't want to give up, just say that the star doesn't reject that boy, and there will be less resistance in the future. As long as you convince Madam Junhou, this thing can almost be done."
"Xing'er is still young, and she is just an immature little girl now. What can it do for you? If I want to see it, I have to find out the origin of that boy first. Otherwise, I will always be worried if he is so confused."
