"Do you need to report me when I come to this house?" Huang Wudie waved his hand loudly, "I will go find it myself, and you don't need to worry about it."
"But Mrs. Huang, the general ordered that no one be seen."
The concierge had a bitter look on his face.
During these days, many people came from Shu, most of them came from the powerful families in Jincheng, and a small number of them were from wealthy families in Shu. They came to the door one after another and handed over greeting cards, hoping to meet the general.
Originally, my concierge had always been just a decoration. Ever since I followed the general to Hanzhong, only a handful of people had come to visit him over the years. When had there ever been such a lively scene in front of the prefect's mansion?
It's a pity that his general doesn't want to be seen by others, so he burned the greeting cards directly, and no one came.
"Am I an outsider?" Huang Wudie raised her eyebrows and shouted in a sweet voice: "You guys are so ignorant of the world. Believe it or not, I'm just going to slap you here, and my uncle has nothing to say? In this house, How is it different from my own?"
The concierge immediately shrank and said repeatedly: "The villain realizes his mistake."
Although the general had ordered not to see anyone, he also knew that the general had no relatives or children, and usually regarded the yellow lady as his daughter.
Huang Wudie snorted and walked directly into the house without looking at the concierge.
Unexpectedly, she walked around the house but couldn't find Wei Yan. She was wondering, the concierge didn't dare to bully me. Could it be that this uncle was still resting and hadn't gotten up yet?
It's just that there are few servants in the prefect's mansion, and all the soldiers live in the outer courtyard. I just met the servants but forgot to ask, and now I can't find them again for a while.
With this thought in mind, he suddenly remembered a place that his uncle didn't often go to, so he turned to the study room in the mansion with the wind at his feet.
Wei Yan was born in martial arts. Although he knew some words, he did not study often on weekdays. Even the study room did not have many places with words.
At this moment, he was really in the study, holding a map made of animal skin, frowning in thought, and moving his fingers little by little on the map.
At this time, the door of the study room was pushed open with a bang. Wei Yan was furious, wondering who was so bold and dared to break in without warning? Are all the soldiers in the outer courtyard and servants in the inner courtyard dead?
Before I could turn my mind around, I suddenly thought of someone again. I raised my head and saw, who is that person? The anger immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of helplessness: "Why is my niece so like a man? Can't she be as gentle and gentle as other women?"
Huang Wudie looked unhappy: "My uncle said this again when we met. Even among those men, how many of them can match my niece's martial arts skills?"
Wei Yan said angrily: "Then look at this world, which female celebrity can you compare to?"
Huang Wudie said proudly: "The female beauty of the Guan family stone girl may not be able to compare with me."
Wei Yan kept moving in his hands, folding up the map. Hearing Huang Wudie say this, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Of all the big men, you two are the only female celebrities who can't be on the stage. How dare you say it? That's it." Village women in the countryside can spin and weave clothes.”
Huang Wudie's sharp eyes had already seen clearly the characters on the map. The two most obvious characters, weren't they Chang'an?
He curled his lips and did not answer Wei Yan's words, but started another topic: "It's not like my niece has never seen this picture of my uncle. What is there to hide? If nothing else, it's just these Hanzhong roads. I'm still my niece. I went to find out in person.”
"Okay, okay, what you said makes sense." Wei Yan really had nothing to do with this niece, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Forget it, the Guan family daughter came to Hanzhong. Are you going to compete with her? Why are you back again?"
Not to mention that this is okay, when Huang Wudie mentioned this, the expression on his face became even more proud: "We have competed, and I won one and a half moves for the first time!"
Wei Yan patted his forehead with a headache: "Okay, okay. What's the point of being proud of taking advantage of someone who has come all the way and has not regained his strength? Tell me, what's the point of coming here this time in such a hurry?"
"Oh, I almost forgot." Huang Wudie stepped forward and unfolded the picture, pretending to look at it, and said at the same time, "Uncle like this, didn't the imperial court send a Hanzhong agricultural official here? My niece. I've seen him too. Now he has settled down in my uncle's abandoned camp, but Feng Langjun, who took the lead, asked his niece to ask when my uncle would be free, and they would come to thank him. "
"What's there to thank you for?" Wei Yan waved his hand, "Just say thank you. Nowadays, there is a lot of noise in Hanzhong. When everyone comes here, they want to come and ask me for convenience. How can I be in such a mood? What if I make an exception? After meeting a few of them, don’t we also want to meet others? No, no, no!”
Huang Wudie chuckled: "If my uncle is missing, wouldn't he be uninterested in that huge benefit? In that case, why not give that benefit to my niece?"
Wei Yanqi said: "What's the benefit? This Hanzhong Dian Nongguan, whether it's big or small, is following a man from the Li family who has the status of an angel. It's just that Hanzhong, in these days, has some Popularity. In the past, you couldn’t even see a few people during a horse race, so what good can it do?”
That's what he said, but in fact Wei Yan didn't think highly of Feng Yong and his group. Because in his eyes, what capabilities can a few young kids have?
Except for Li Yi who was specially sent by the Prime Minister, the one who deserves his attention is Zhao Guang. But just pay attention, if something goes wrong and Zhao Guangqiu comes to the door, he can reach out and help, which is usually impossible to take care of.
Because even though Zhao Guang is Zhao Yun's son, there are also different sizes of sons. If the great man Zhao Tong comes, the meaning will be completely different.
"I knew my uncle wouldn't believe it. Fortunately, I asked Mr. Feng for something before I left."
As Huang Wudie said this, he took out something and handed it to Wei Yan.
"What is this?" Wei Yan took it and touched it, "Is this cloth? But it doesn't look like linen or silk cloth. It does look a bit like the woolen clothes worn by the Qiang and Hu people. .”
"This is the cloth of wool."
Huang Wudie laughed unladylikely, her eyes shining: "This is the hair that Feng Langjun asked people to cut from the sheep, and then cleaned it with a secret method, and finally asked people to weave it into this Bu. Uncle, tell me, is this a big benefit?"
"Is it really made of wool? Why is it better than that linen?"
When Wei Yan heard this, his hands almost trembled.
Apart from Qiang and Hu people who occasionally use wool, who else would use it? Not to mention giving it to Han people, even to Hu people, no one wants it. It is garbage worthy of being thrown away.
But the clothes made of this kind of garbage are actually better than linen?
Although the cloth in my hand is a bit small, I can’t tell what the final woven clothes will look like. However, based on its thickness, it may not be as warm as fur clothes, but I can’t help but it can be made of wool!
Not everyone can wear that fur coat. Except for the rich and powerful, even ordinary landowners and wealthy people don’t dare to say that they have fur coats at home!
Where is this wool? Hu people are everywhere!
