"What do Governor Ma and Angel Jiang say?"
A certain country bumpkin who had no idea how important he was in the eyes of others asked this question.
"I don't even know what Governor Ma and Jiang Angel mean."
Yang Wanwan glanced at Feng Yong carefully and continued, "It's just that Zagotel said that he won't go to Jincheng without Feng Langjun's nod."
"This Zagotel...is so brave?"
Feng Yong raised his eyebrows. He brought all his clan members into the hands of the Han nobles and still dared to bargain like this. Isn't he afraid of being beheaded?
Then he remembered that Yinping was the land of Cao's thieves. He actually dared to help Zhao Guang escape. How could he dare to do this without any courage?
Feng Tuluo finally had some awareness of being trusted. He looked at Zhao Guang and said, "Yiwen, this Zagotel can be regarded as your savior. Make preparations and set off for Guancheng." , don’t let them be bullied.”
For the Han Dynasty, it is indeed much more beneficial to let Zagotel's tribe go to Jincheng to offer sacrifices than to come to Nanxiang to become their own servants.
It's not impossible to make some concessions for the interests of the big man, but you still have to do it, otherwise where will you save your face?
In the eyes of those who don't know, a country bumpkin doesn't have much face, but in the eyes of an insider, a country bumpkin still has some face.
Zhao Guang received Zagotel's life-saving grace and went to support Zagotel. It was just and justified. At the same time, he could show his teeth to others, lest some people think that they could take their things casually.
"My little brother understands."
Zhao Guang quickly stood up and responded.
"Also, take my words to that Zagotel and ask him not to compete with the angels. Just say that I will give them an answer after I confirm it."
Since Zagotel believes in himself so much, he can't let others down, can he?
As long as he can get guarantees from Old Demon Zhuge, it is naturally better for Zagotel to go to Jincheng than to follow him, and it can be regarded as a reward for their trust in him.
"Yang Langjun, you've worked hard all the way here, please rest for now. When I tell you to go down, let the servants prepare some food. Then it can be regarded as a reward for you."
Feng Yong then said to Yang Wanwan.
When Yang Wanwan heard this, he was a little flattered, "I don't dare to bother Mr. Feng. I have to go back and report to General Ma. I just want to prepare some water for food on the road."
Feng Yong smiled slightly, "You don't have to be so anxious, Mr. Yang. General Ma asked you to come here just to let me know about this matter in advance and make some preparations. Now that I know about this matter, the rest is not an important matter. "
"You have come all the way and you are tired. You should rest today and leave again tomorrow to avoid exhaustion."
Seeing that Yang Wanwan wanted to speak, Feng Yong did not give him a chance to refuse. He gestured to Zhao Guang and said, "Zhao Langjun will also go to Guancheng by then, so we will go together."
After hearing this, Yang Wanwan could only nod his head, "I will listen to Mr. Feng."
But my heart was even more moved.
Although Feng Langjun has such a great reputation, he is so approachable and approachable, which is very different from others.
I am a foreigner, and it was the first time I met Feng Langjun, but I felt like I was treated as an equal. Although it was a little weird, I felt comfortable. No wonder Zagotel, who came from Yinping, would rather believe in Feng Langjun than the angel of the court.
Thinking of Yin Ping, Yang Wanwan suddenly remembered something again and couldn't help but hesitate to speak.
Feng Yong saw that Yang Wanwan was hesitant to speak, and felt strange, "What else is there, Mr. Yang?"
Seeing his hesitant expression, he immediately comforted him, "Don't be restrained, I don't have so many etiquette here."
As he said that, he laughed at himself, "Last year in Jincheng, I was called 'Feng Madman' because of his licentious behavior."
After hearing this, Yang Wanwan felt a little ashamed, thinking that if Feng Langjun treated me like this, I could just say whatever came to my mind. Even if I said something wrong, he would not blame me.
So he mustered up the courage and said, "Back to Feng Langjun, when I was gathering the Zagotel tribe, I heard Zagotel say that the Yinping Di King forced the Qiang and Di people to separate. Make the Qiang people slaves of the Di people."
Having said this, he glanced at Feng Yong who was sitting on it and saw that he was listening attentively, and he couldn't help but be encouraged at the moment.
"Anyone who disobeys will either be annexed by him or be exterminated by him. It was precisely because Nazagotel was plundered by the Di that he decided to seek refuge with Feng Langjun."
"The villain thinks that the strong man first betrayed General Shenweitian and took refuge with the Cao thieves, and now he takes advantage of the differences between Qiang and Di to attack dissidents. This is because he has wolfish ambitions."
After saying that, he looked at Feng Yong again and saw that he had sat up straight. He seemed to be very concerned about this matter, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
He had reminded others of this matter before, but those who heard it did not take it seriously, thinking that it happened in the land of Cao thieves and it was not the big man's turn to worry about it.
He even thought that having an ambitious person in the land of Cao thieves would be a good thing for the big man.
In addition, although he had the title of Little Di King and Little Qiang King, in the eyes of those Han nobles, he was just a barbarian.
Even if he wanted to talk to the nobles about this matter, there was no way.
When I met Feng Langjun today, I first felt that he had an attitude of treating others as an equal, and then I thought that Feng Langjun's identity was also unusual. If this matter was told to him, there might be some countermeasures.
"That Qiang Duan was originally very hostile to the Han. During the Hanzhong War, if he hadn't disobeyed General Shenweitian's order, I'm afraid Yinping and Wudu would have fallen into the hands of the Han."
"Now he takes advantage of the fact that the Han people in Yinping Wudu are weak, the Di people are strong, and the Cao thieves are dependent on him, and he wants to be the king of all the Di people."
"Feng Langjun, most of the wool in Ju County now comes from two places. If this person really succeeds and obstructs the mutual trade of wool, I am afraid it will affect the wool output of Dahan."
After Yang Wanwan finished speaking, he swallowed and glanced at Feng Yong secretly. He looked gloomy and didn't know what he was thinking.
Feng Yong looked beyond the crowd and looked out the door, his eyes deep and far away - when the Central Plains was sinking, whose carnival place was Jincheng and Hanzhong?
Aren't they just Di people?
Could it be said that the Di people have started to rise now?
Lu Chen in the Central Plains is not even mentioned in the history books of later generations.
If Feng Yong could remember which Wuhu it was and where it was roughly distributed, then even if he had passed the historical knowledge, how could he possibly know how the Di people arose?
Although Feng Yong did not speak, everyone sitting below felt a sense of oppression.
After a long time, Feng Yong's deep voice sounded again, "Mr. Yang, how could you remember to tell me this?"
At this time, Feng Yong's eyes were actually sharper than even Zhao Guang had ever seen before.
Yang Wanwan really didn't think that Feng Langjun's attention to this matter seemed to have exceeded his imagination.
He originally wanted to hide something, but once he came into contact with Feng Yong's eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts, he no longer dared to hold anything back.
"Going back to Feng Langjun, the villain's father was considered a Di king in Liangzhou before he came to Hanzhong. Because he responded to General Shenweitian's rebellion against Cao Cao, his clan was almost destroyed. The villain and his father were protected by some tribesmen. He escaped, and then he went to Hanzhong and surrendered to General Shenweitian."
"At that time, the strong man had secretly made mischief and attacked the rear of the Xiaoren tribe. Later, the late emperor and the Cao thieves fought in Hanzhong, and the Xiaoren and his father took their tribesmen and General Shenweitian to Yinping Wudu and other places, and It was the strong end who caused the trouble."
"Therefore, this person should be the villain's great enemy. Now the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, but the villain can only watch helplessly, with his heart like an ant..."
As Yang Wanwan talked, he remembered that his tribe had withered and there were not many people left, and his face couldn't help but become sad and angry.
"Abba was such a hero back then, but now he is becoming increasingly depressed. The people he brought out back then are getting old and dying, but there is no time to return to their hometown. I hate you!"
As he spoke, he took another deep breath and said, "Feng Langjun, although the villain has selfish motives, it is an ironclad fact that the strong man hates the big man. If he becomes the king of all the enemies in Yinping Wudu, , under the instigation of Cao Cao, he may not have plans for Hanzhong."
The Di people have plans for Hanzhong, of course I know.
Feng Yong thought gloomily in his heart, not only did he have plans for Hanzhong, but he would even enter Jincheng in a few decades...
"Okay, I understand this."
Feng Yong stood up, walked to Yang Wanwan, and patted his shoulder, "You did a good job. When you go back, tell your father and tell him not to continue to be depressed."
After a pause, he said with determination, "I promise you, Yinping and Wudu will one day return to the hands of the Han Dynasty. Then it will be your best chance for revenge."
After pondering for a while, he continued, "If I ask General Ma for someone to follow me, would you be willing?"
I don’t know whether Zhuge Lao Yao’s Northern Expedition in history brought along the Qiang people in Ma Dai’s hands.
But no matter what, now that Feng Yong knew that Yang Wanwan and his father were the Di kings in Liangzhou, he naturally wanted to make the most of them.
After hearing Feng Yong's words, Yang Wanwan was very excited and bowed after receiving his head. "As long as I can get revenge, why should a villain care about me? Even if it means serving Feng Langjun, I am willing to feed him."
"How can I feed horses with weapons?" Feng Yong laughed after hearing Yang Wanwan's words and patted his shoulder again, "I don't even have weapons, how can I use weapons? As for feeding horses, I have my own weapons. There is no need for Yang Langjun."
Feng Yong smiled, and the solemn atmosphere in the hall suddenly disappeared. Zhao Guang and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they thought to themselves that they could not see that their brother could still be so majestic.
"Yiwen," Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Zhao Guang, "tomorrow you and Wei Ran will set off. When you arrive at Guancheng, tell General Ma about Wei Ran. Just say that Wei Ran and I hit it off and we want to win over him. I hope General Ma can part ways with this person."
"Also, all the cattle and sheep that Zagotel brought will be left in Guancheng. I will treat them as rewards for the soldiers in Guancheng."
It was said to be a reward, but in fact it was in exchange for Yang Wanwan.
Yang Wanwan showed emotion again on his face.
How many cattle and sheep Zagotel had brought, Feng Langjun sent them out without even asking, just to replace him. This was really, really grand!
"My little brother understands."
Zhao Guang felt a little distressed, thinking that Yang Wanwan was just a barbarian general under his uncle. As long as he opened his mouth, his uncle would definitely let him go, so why give away so many cattle and sheep?
But now that Feng Yong had said it, Zhao Guang was embarrassed to say it in public. He just thought that when there were few people, he would find an opportunity to talk to his brother about the cattle and sheep, so he could save them if he could. .
But he didn't expect that when he quietly went to his brother to mention the matter, he was scolded by his brother, scolding him for being too short-sighted. At the same time, he also specifically told him that he must mention the use of cattle when Yang Wanwan was present. The sheep rewarded the soldiers in Guancheng.
Zhao Guang was so disappointed that he had no choice but to set out for Guancheng with Yang Wanwan in despair early the next morning.
Accompanying him were Guan Ji and the servants of Guan Mansion.
With so many people sent away at once, the yard seemed to be empty all of a sudden.
Feng Yong didn't have time to feel too much, he also had his own things to do.
The infrastructure construction project of the textile workshop has entered into full swing, especially the road construction. The road in the textile workshop has been paved, and it has begun to be paved along the main road of the textile workshop to the official road of Nanxiang County.
A few days later, Jiang Wan and his party arrived in Nanxiang County. On the way to the textile workshop, the first thing they saw was a fence blocking the way, with two crimson cloth panels hanging on the fence.
One says: If you want to get rich, build roads first.
Another picture reads: Everyone has safety awareness and a happy life.
It's very dazzling and dazzling under the bright sun.
"What... does this mean?"
Jiang Wan felt a little confused, pointed in front and asked.
I can understand the words, but what they mean when connected together is confusing.
The first picture is easy to say, and I can roughly guess what it means, but it is too vulgar and explicit. This matter of money is shown in a high-sounding manner, which is simply... an insult to politeness, a scum of politeness!
As for the second picture...what is it about?
Although Jiang Wan is an angel, at this time, the officialdom of the Han Dynasty was led by Zhuge Yao. The bureaucracy was not serious and practicality was the mainstream. Therefore, according to the rules, Feng Yong could only wait at the gate of the textile workshop. That's fine, but there's no need to go out ten miles or dozens of miles to flatter him and greet him.
Therefore, the ones who were sent out to lead the way were selected from the group of old pawns who were missing arms and legs who could stand out. The one with the highest status was Feng Yong's disciple, Wei Rong, whose original name was Gouzi.
Although he is young, he has followed Feng Jiongjiu, and he has gained another level of identity as the son of a general, and his magnanimity has been developed.
After hearing Jiang Wan's words, he immediately bowed and explained, "Back to Angel, the road is being built ahead, and Master is trying out the cement made by the new method."
"Building roads, why do we need to hang this on road construction?"
Jiang Wan's face twitched a little, thinking that Feng Mingwen was really weird in what he did. Could it be that he deliberately made me look bad because I took away his manpower?
Or is this a ritual somewhere? Or is it some kind of rule in his sect?
"Also, what does it mean?"
