"Back to Mr. Feng, that's right."
The little kid below answered loudly.
When the country was being destroyed and most of the people in the city were infected with the plague, how could this tough man with thousands of people beat Soochow until he called him dad?
Did he look like this when he was a child?
The original color of the clothes could not be seen in the dirt, and even his face was covered with dust. He looked like a little mud monkey.
He was also held up and beaten by his father with one hand, and his buttocks were probably red and swollen by now.
Thinking about how awesome he would be in the future, and then looking at his pitiful appearance now, Feng Yong almost couldn't help laughing.
"Cheng Luo County, I'm afraid your son is not suitable for setting off in this state."
Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Luo Meng and said, "How about going in to clean it first and talk about it tomorrow?"
"Isn't this...perhaps inappropriate?"
Luo Meng hesitated.
"It doesn't matter, I will send someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to tell Xiang Changshi that I want to talk to Luo County Prime Minister about Nanxiang, so I will stay with Luo County Prime Minister for one more day."
Feng Yong smiled slightly and glanced at the little clay monkey next to him inadvertently.
Luo Meng looked at his son and finally sighed, "Thank you so much Mr. Feng."
"It should be. After all, this matter is also related to me."
Feng Yong said, then looked at Fu Qian, who was also covered in mud, "After returning home and cleaning up, I went to do the horse riding for half an hour."
"Yes, sir."
Fu Qian grimaced and lowered his head to answer honestly.
He took the two little clay babies back to his house and had them taken down to clean them.
Feng Yong and Luo Meng returned to the living room and sat down. Luo Meng said a little embarrassedly, "Feng Langjun, before I came to visit, I ordered my servants to pack their things and wait at the intersection of Guizhuang. I don't know if they have arrived yet." , I wonder if you can send someone to take a look?"
"This is an easy matter." Feng Yong nodded and asked, "But I wonder how many servants you have?"
"Not many, just two people."
After Feng Yong gave the order, he asked, "It's difficult to walk from Jincheng to Hanzhong, after passing through Jianshan Mountain. Prime Minister Luo County still has his son with him and only has two servants. Isn't it a bit lacking?"
Luo Meng smiled bitterly, "The mansion is a bit shabby, with only two servants, which made Feng Langjun laugh."
Only then did Feng Yong remember Luo Meng's situation. He was a foreigner with little foundation, and because he was implicated in the Hanzhong War, life in the past few years was probably not easy.
That is to say, Liu Bei died, and the old demon Zhuge remembered the old feelings of the people in Jingzhou, so he was reactivated.
"What's so funny about it?"
Feng Yong smiled calmly, "I was still alone at the beginning. Didn't I come here the same way? Now the Prime Minister asked Prime Minister Luo County to go to Nanxiang with the intention of re-employing him. How can he be so contemptuous of himself?"
"Yes, the official made a mistake."
"I think your master is quite clever. I wonder if you are enlightened?"
Feng Yong asked pretending to be casual.
"It's considered open. When the official has nothing to do at home, he does some teaching on weekdays."
Speaking of this, Luo Meng remembered something again, glanced at Feng Yong, and asked hesitantly, "I have a private matter. I want to ask Feng Langjun, is it okay?"
"But it doesn't matter."
"That's right. Last year, there was a book called "The Thousand-Character Classic" published in Jincheng City. It was said to be a book specially designed for children to learn enlightenment. The text is easy to understand and the words are not the same. It is better than other enlightenment books. Much better. I heard it was written by Feng Langjun, but I don’t know if it is true or not?"
"Well, I guess, uh... I wrote it when I had nothing to do."
Feng Yong coughed dryly.
Seeing the hesitant Luo Meng unable to open his mouth, Feng Yong asked curiously, "Why does Luo County Cheng ask this?"
"That's right."
Luo Meng stood up and saluted, "That scoundrel Xiaguan is at the beginning of his enlightenment. I wonder if Feng Langjun can lend this treasure book to Xiaguan for a look?"
"So that's what happened."
Feng Yong laughed, "It's such a small matter."
As he said that, he shouted outside, "Here comes someone. Go and call Amei over."
Amei came over quickly, bowed and said, "Master, do you call me maid?"
"Yes. Go to my study and get the Thousand-Character Classic written on mulberry paper."
As Nanxiang's papermaking industry got on track, although Feng Yong didn't have much paper on hand, he could still get his hands on a few copies of "The Thousand-Character Classic".
Cutting mulberry trees take shape quickly, and if enough base fertilizer is applied, they will be barely usable in one and a half years.
If you don't use it urgently, it will only take two years at most.
In other words, Nanxiang's high-quality paper will be mass-produced by the end of next year at the latest.
By that time, the turtle hatching pond will take initial shape.
If printing technology could keep up, it would be foreseeable to overthrow the knowledge monopoly of the Shu family.
But nowadays, a good book printed on good paper is extremely precious.
So when Luo Meng took this "Thousand Character Essay" with the scent of ink from Feng Yong's hand, he looked a little excited, as if he was holding a treasure.
He couldn't wait to open the first few pages, and the words that came into view made him a little shocked.
Because the size of every character in the book is basically the same, the font is a little different from what I have seen before. It is square and square, and the strokes are much straighter.
It always seems a little weird, but I can't put it into words.
Feng Yong originally wanted to tell Luo Meng that there was a school in Nanxiang, and the things taught there were probably better than what he taught Luo Xian himself.
But when he thought that he might not be willing to let Luo Xian mix with the children of workers in workshops, ranches and mines, he secretly had to give up.
"This book will be given to Luo County Cheng."
Feng Yong said generously.
"I dare not accept this great gift."
Luo Meng quickly declined, "As long as the official has finished copying it, I will send it back in person."
"It's not really a big gift. Besides, I'm pretty impressed by the young master. My disciple is called Hutou, and the young master is called Hu'er. Isn't this a fate? Just think of it as a meeting gift from me to the young master."
Feng Yong waved his hand, not allowing Luo Meng to refuse, "That's it."
"Thank you, Mr. Feng!"
Luo Meng quickly bowed deeply and thanked him.
"Why thank you for such a small thing. Seeing that it's lunch time, I asked the cook to prepare two more dishes. If Luo County Cheng doesn't mind, how about trying Feng Mansion's dishes?"
Feng Yong greeted warmly.
"Being respectful to your subordinates is worse than obeying orders."
The Feng Mansion is famous for its delicious food. Luo Xianduan, who had already washed himself, sat upright in front of the table, watching the unknown dishes being served one after another, and swallowed his saliva countless times.
Fu Qian, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head with contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at a country bumpkin.
Although Luo Xian really wanted to have some backbone, the food was so fragrant and delicious.
Therefore, he had no ability to resist at all. He was still reserved at the beginning, but the more he ate, the more he could not bear it.
This one is delicious, that one is also delicious, and I can’t stop holding the chopsticks in my hands.
Wei Rong, Fu Qian, and Luo Xian were not yet grown up, so they placed a table in a corner and sent servants to serve them. They were not allowed to be with the adults.
Romon, who was sitting on top, turned his head from time to time and sighed when he saw that his son didn't care at all that he was in someone else's house and just gobbled it up. This time he was really embarrassed.
First they were fighting in other people's houses, and now they are acting like this. The face of the old Luo family has been completely humiliated by this traitor.
You have to hang him up and give him a good beating when he goes back, otherwise he won't remember it long.
"Chief Luo County, the children are over there, and they will be cared for by themselves. Don't worry about them. It's a blessing to be able to eat."
Feng Yong could probably guess what Luo Meng was thinking, and he persuaded with a smile, "Come, let me introduce two people to you. This is the young master of the governor's family in Nanzhong, Li Langjun..."
Luo Meng's family knew about his family affairs, and just because he was like this, it would be a compliment for Feng Langjun to treat him to a meal, let alone having Governor Li's son with him during the meal.
So although the dishes on the table were delicious, he didn't know how to taste them, and was even a little frightened because he didn't know why Feng Yong was so enthusiastic about him.
When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. He still knows what this sentence means.
Coupled with the title of "Smart Feng Langjun, cruel and ruthless Xiao Wenhe", and he went to the territory managed by Feng Yong, how is it possible to say that Luo Meng didn't have any murmurs in his heart?
However, no matter how cautious Luo Meng was, Feng Yong didn't show any other signs until he left Feng Mansion the next day, which made him feel relieved.
"Are you full?"
When Luo Meng left, Feng Yong touched Luo Xian's little head and asked with a smile.
Luo Xian nodded and said with some reluctance, "Feng Langjun, I will go back to Jincheng in the future, can I still come over?"
When Luo Meng heard this, he almost beat the bastard again!
Feng Yong laughed, nodded and said, "You are welcome at any time. However, you can't fight again when you come here next time."
Luo Xian lowered his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry Feng Langjun, it was Xian's fault. Xian already apologized to Hutou last night."
"Oh, is it so?"
Feng Yong looked to Fu Qian aside, "Is this happening?"
Fu Qian nodded, "Sir, this disciple is also at fault for this matter. He also apologized to Hu'er last night."
Children's tempers come and go quickly.
Two little kids of the same age played together again last night.
"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are a good child. Good children should be rewarded."
Feng Yong smiled and said, reaching into his arms and taking out a pony made of jade, he handed it to Luo Xian, "Here, take this thing. When you get to Nanxiang, there is a place called the canteen. There are many things in it." Good stuff, if you take this out when the time comes, someone will give you something delicious."
Luo Xian looked at Luo Meng.
Luo Meng wanted to refuse, but then he thought, it was just a food exchange thing, it should be nothing, so he nodded immediately.
Luo Xian then took it, bent down and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
"Hutou, go and tell Hu'er how to use this thing."
Feng Yong ordered Fu Qian again.
At this time, Fu Qian looked at the little jade horse in Luo Xian's hand with bright eyes. He hurriedly pulled Luo Xian aside and grabbed it to play with.
This thing is very precious to Fu Qian. When he was in Nanxiang, if there was a reward on weekdays, his husband would take it out and let him have a big meal in the cafeteria.
Fu Qian couldn't stop drooling when he thought about the food in the cafeteria.
"Hu'er, let me tell you, you must keep this thing safe and never lose it. If I go back to Nanxiang in the future, don't forget to take me with you when you go to the cafeteria."
Fu Qian reluctantly returned the little jade horse to Luo Xian and said, "Take this to the cafeteria and eat whatever you want. There is everything in it."
"Is it better than before?"
Luo Xian asked.
Fu Qian nodded, "How can you compare with the canteen just now? Let's not talk about anything else, just the roasted whole lamb, which is not available in Mr.'s house now. The whole lamb is roasted golden and golden, put it on the fire, then The oil drips down sizzlingly, and when you take a bite, it is fragrant and delicious..."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Xian made a slurping sound, sucked back his saliva, and his eyes lit up, "The whole lamb was roasted?"
"Yes, sir, he raises a lot of sheep in Nanxiang..."
Fu Qian explained to Luo Xian in a flurry of gestures.
Li Tong stumbled, holding a large handful of dead wood and throwing it into the pile of firewood on the ground. He looked at the sky and saw that the sky was so blurry that he couldn't see what was around him.
He quickly took out the flint and hit it several times with a "click" sound. Sparks flew everywhere, but he couldn't ignite the dead leaves.
Hearing one or two wolf howls in the distance, Li Tong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and hurriedly hit him several times. One time he even hit his hand, which was so painful that he threw the flint directly to the ground. , holding his fingers and blowing hard.
The pain in his hands and the pain in his heart all attacked this normally well-dressed young man from an aristocratic family, causing him to shed tears no longer.
Anyway, there was no one around at this time, and he was not afraid of being seen. Li Tong wiped his tears and cursed through gritted teeth, "I will not die well! Tian Shelang! What a clever talker! A vicious mind! Fortunately! Kuan Lao..."
Just when he was having enough of scolding, he heard the howling of wolves again. Li Tong was startled, and he hurriedly picked up the flint again and started to make a fire with a "click" sound.
Maybe scolding someone really had an effect, and this time it finally lit up.
Li Tong raised his buttocks and blew carefully. The fire grew stronger and stronger. The blazing fire finally brought him warmth and a little sense of security.
He took the package and rummaged through it. There were still a few pieces of dry food left - but this dry food was made by that despicable man first.
Because the clan often sent people to transport food from Jincheng to Nanxiang, I bought some dry food from the workshop in the farm in Nanxiang and kept it for later use.
Nowadays, everyone knows that this thing is a must-have when going out, so Li Tong also grabbed some when he came out.
But he had just finished scolding someone and was feeling angry. Now that he saw this thing, how could he still be in the mood to eat it? Immediately, he threw the dry food back into the package and sat down with his knees in his arms.
Li Tong had not said a word to anyone for several days. At this time, Li Tong felt extremely lonely and felt that there was no one more pitiable than himself in the world.
I don’t know how long it took, but my stomach suddenly growled.
Li Tong endured it again and again, and finally swallowed, reached over, took out a piece of dry food from the package, took a bite silently, and said in his heart, "I just want to be successful in the future, otherwise I wouldn't eat this food."
After taking two mouthfuls of dry food, my mouth and throat were dry. I wanted to drink some water, so I took the water bag, only to find that there was no drop of water in the water bag.
Li Tong had no choice but to throw the water bag aside in frustration, stepped on it a few times with his feet, and cursed, "Even you bully me!"
In the past, when I went out, I was always served by servants, and everything was prepared in advance. I felt that it was no big deal other than being a little tired when I went out.
Now that I have run out alone, I understand how difficult it is to go out.
I have no experience, not to mention the places where I have missed food and accommodation, and now even the road is diverged. I don’t know how I ended up in this mountain, and I didn’t go out for two days.
Think about it, if you can't go out in the next two days, what will you eat then?
Could it be that I am really going to die here?
Li was a little scared at the same time.
Just thinking about those people in the clan, thinking about the slaps his sister gave him, and thinking about Feng who wanted to have his body cut into pieces, Li Tong's blood surged up again.
I, Li Tong, must live up to my expectations and must not be looked down upon by others! You must stand out!
Thinking of the gentle and amiable appearance of the Xu family's second mother, Li Tong finally felt warm in his heart, "Second mother, wait for me!"
The night in the mountains was a bit cold. Li Tong leaned against the fire and was about to stretch out his hand to get warm. Suddenly he heard a "click" behind him. He was so excited that he reached out and grabbed the sword beside him.
Unexpectedly, before he could turn around, something knocked him down hard behind him.
