"Tsk!" Feng Yong clicked his tongue, thinking that when Wang Ping gets up in the future, you won't be able to reach higher even if you want to.
"Zishi, don't be discouraged. For someone like General Wang, there will definitely be great opportunities in the future. There will be girls from good families for you to choose from."
"My younger brother thanked my elder brother for his kind words. Huo Qiaoqi once said that before the Huns were destroyed, why would we call home? Although my younger brother doesn't dare to compare himself, he also wants to establish some achievements first and then talk about starting a family."
Okay, okay, you all have great ambitions.
Feng Yong was speechless.
"Is it possible that my brother had anticipated this matter? Otherwise, why did he just complain of illness some time ago? In the past, even if he did not go on duty, why would he ever pay attention to the young supervisor? That's all. Why did he ask the two younger brothers to go to Zhuye? Supervisor? This will cause great harm to the two younger brothers."
Zhao Guang, who had eaten a large egg pancake in three mouthfuls, could finally speak.
"Erlang, how can you talk about your brother like that..." Wang Xun said hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter." Feng Yong waved his hand and said, "It's true what Erlang said. I thought I could survive for a few days before telling you, but I didn't expect Zhao Erlang to be so useless. After all, your master is also the general of Zhendong. , is it possible that those people can still swallow you?"
"Brother..."
Wang Xun was about to open his mouth to defend Zhao Guang, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Feng Yong, "Zi Shi does not need to defend Erlang. I think it must be his idea for you two to come to my place to hide for peace today."
Wang Xun cast a helpless look at Zhao Guang.
"Brother, why are you so partial?" Zhao Guang's face was full of resentment.
"Could I be wrong?"
Zhao Guang was speechless and had no choice but to lower his head and continue eating.
Yes, he has an adult named General Zhendong, but if this adult always dislikes him, then no matter how big the official is, what's the use?
These days, people come to visit the house every day. They are all soldiers who have fought on the battlefield. This one talks about his mother, and that one opens his mouth and spits. They all say they are here to see his family, but why does it happen every time when he is on duty? Will he be surrounded when he comes back? I don’t care about what I say but what I mean, what is the charter of Ba Niuli?
You said he is a small deputy supervisor of Zhuye Supervisor, how can he know the regulations? Shouldn't this be decided by the emperor? In the past few days, he felt that he was simply living in dire straits, and it was really miserable. The key is that his adults not only ignored him, but also designated him to receive these uncles and uncles as soon as he came back... It was really, alas, unbearable to look back on!
Sometimes he really envied the prince for having such a good husband. Look at the real people in this family. These days, the Wang family even puts up a card to avoid offending people, and they are not afraid of offending anyone at all. This difference is really huge.
"From what I heard from my brother, it seems that not only had this happened before, but he also had a plan?" Wang Xun was soft-hearted after all. He couldn't see Zhao Guang being scolded by Feng Yong and couldn't hold his head up, so he changed the subject.
"Yeah, I guessed a bit."
Hanzhong is the strategic base of the Northern Expedition, and the Eight-Niu Plow is an artifact used to colonize Hanzhong, and Zhuye Supervisor is currently the only institution that can produce the Eight-Niu Plow. If Zhuge Lao Yao really wants to let three young boys control Zhuye Supervisor, that's a joke.
The reason why Feng Yong claimed to be ill and the reason why the two of them insisted on going on duty was to delay some time and ask for benefits from Old Demon Zhuge - anyway, it was not him who should be anxious. Those ministers were anxious, so Old Demon Zhuge was not anxious. ? If Hanzhong is settled earlier, the Northern Expedition will be more certain.
The three of them who should not be anxious are the three of them. Their principal positions are absent and their deputy positions cannot take the lead. What are you going to do? Is it really possible to masturbate Feng Yong, who said he was going crazy? Doing this would be so chilling.
After all, it is a credit. Although I was rewarded with a false position, if you want us to move our position, we have to find a better position, right? So the longer it takes, the greater the benefits.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang, a stupid and cute guy, met a father who cheated on his son. It is really not as good as God. But think about it, Zhao Yun, that veteran ruffian, has an enviable sexual relationship with Old Demon Zhuge. Could this be the instigation of Old Demon Zhuge? The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.
Alas, I am really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but I am afraid of teammates who are like pigs.
No matter what, since the matter has come to this, there is no point in pity. Feng Yong had no choice but to decide to implement the next plan.
"I thought it would take a while, but I underestimated it... Hehe," Feng Yong stopped talking and turned to Zhao Guang, "Go back after eating and tell the Prime Minister's wife, if these days I want to go and say hello to her when I have some free time."
Zhao Guang's eyes widened for a moment, and then he coughed violently. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, turned his head, and spit out the contents of his mouth.
Yes, it looks like he was choking.
Zhuye Jian was nominally an institution of the royal family and had nothing to do with the foreign dynasty, but in fact it could not bypass the Prime Minister's Mansion. Besides, it was Huang Yueying who proposed to join Zhuye Prison in the first place. He didn't bother the two masters. Feng Yong thought about it for a long time and still felt that it would be better to find Huang Yueying to deal with this matter.
Feng Yong ignored Zhao Guang, who had not stopped coughing, and turned to Wang Xun and said: "After Zishi returned home, he told General Wang that I wanted to ask him a favor. I heard that the Qiang Good Shepherd , and General Wang is familiar with the Qiang people, so I would like to ask him to help me find some Qiang people who are willing to come out to help people herd cattle. They will be provided with food and shelter, and I will take charge of life, old age, sickness and death."
"Why is my brother so kind? If that's true, isn't he better than the tenants on the farm?"
Zhao Guang, who had just coughed up all the food in his throat, screamed when he heard this.
Feng Yong glanced at him and said nothing, but the look in his eyes clearly expressed one meaning: You know nothing!
It's best to say that they help herd the sheep, but in fact they are just sheep slaves. Just like those tribes on the grassland, do you really think everyone wants to herd? Are the sheep slaves tending the sheep? The leader only needs to take good care of the sheep slaves.
Unless a herdsman has some cattle and sheep in his tent but no slaves, he will go to herd the sheep himself - this is equivalent to a self-cultivated farmer in the Central Plains.
Social development looks different on the surface, but in fact it is essentially the same.
Will future generations emphasize the middle class differently? What is the difference between this and the emphasis on homesteaders thousands of years ago? Didn’t the role of the yeoman farmers in the feudal era be the same as that of the middle class in later generations? Everything is to maintain social stability.
As long as human nature does not change, social development will basically remain the same and will not change with changes in time and space.
It sounds nice to have food and housing included, but also to take care of life, old age, sickness and death, but how much does the tenant give to Feng Yong when he rents Feng Yong's land? How much do you want to keep for yourself? As for the sheep slave, as long as he is given a mouthful of food to eat, he will not die from hunger, and some clothes to wear, so that he will not die from freezing, and the rest is his own. How can this be the same?
As for what to feed them, this is negotiable.
As for what to wear...if we even have sheep, I'm afraid I won't have anything to wear for them?
