It's just that people from aristocratic families are not fools. When they go to Nanzhong to plant the sugar cane, not only can they not make the decision on the sugar cane they grow, but they also have to be controlled by the "cruel little Wen He", which makes no one feel at ease.
Isn't that how the two-legged animals in his manor are controlled by him?
The aristocratic family is noble, how could they do such stupid things like Qian Shou?
And if you are fooled too much, a fool will have conditioned reflexes.
So in the end, according to Feng Yong's wishes, let's sit down and talk together...
The conditions offered by the aristocratic family were that they could hand over the sugar cane directly to the Xinghan Hui without receiving any penny, but after making the malt sugar, they wanted a certain share of brown sugar.
In other words, they must participate in the candy distribution process of the Xinghan Club, at least part of it.
The members of the Xinghan Association who were so dazzled by the brown sugar almost flew into a rage - I might as well just collect sugar cane at a high price this year!
It doesn't even matter if we open fewer manors this year. If we have enough money in two years and then open them slowly, we can always spread the business.
This thing is one of the most profitable things in the world. As far as Feng Yong knows, the profits from brown sugar in the Han Dynasty are almost the same as the profits from drugs in later generations.
Moreover, it is still an independent business, so Feng Yong can understand the mood of the Xinghanhui brothers: if outsiders dare to reach out, they can directly come to the door with a knife and kill them.
Fortunately, Feng Yong was still clear-headed, so he agreed despite all odds.
After all, without enough benefits, how can a wealthy family be so talkative as to be willing to open up wasteland in a barbaric land like Nanzhong?
More importantly, seeing that the date of Zhuge Lao Yao's Northern Expedition is approaching day by day, he must find a way to kidnap as many prominent families in Shu as possible onto the Han chariot.
There is not much time to nail the doors and windows shut. Otherwise, when the Northern Expedition begins, someone will notice something is wrong and cry and shout, "Stop the car quickly, this is not a car heading towards Sweet Life, I want to get off" or something like that. But what to do?
If you don't develop their appetite, how can you drive them to explore new raw material production areas and product dumping areas?
Of course, during the negotiation, Feng Yong also put forward a condition to the other party, that is, they must pay an additional membership fee - the same as the school selection fee for future generations.
Very reasonable and very humane.
The collection of membership fees completely solved the financial constraints of everyone in the Xinghan Society, and finally calmed down the irritable brothers.
At the same time, the wealthy family also found it acceptable and believed that the franchise fee was worth paying.
From then on, it became a rule that non-members of the Xinghan Association who wanted to use the internal resources of the Xinghan Association had to pay membership fees.
The Li family sent people to Nanxiang to customize special tickets, partly to facilitate the exchange of resources in Nanxiang in the future, and partly to prove that Feng Yong gave them the certificate after paying the membership fee.
Another part is the court's debt from the Zhuti County Copper Mine - similar to the national debt for infrastructure construction in later generations.
Feng Yong has always spared no effort in promoting Nanxiang Tickets.
As for the multiple mortgages of an asset in Nanxiang Gongfang Ranch and Workshop at the same time, it may be suspected of financial fraud in later generations, but to the natives of the Han Dynasty, that was nonsense!
For aristocratic families in central Sichuan, the few workshops in Nanxiang are the best assets.
As long as Feng Yong is willing to come forward and use them as guarantee, that is the most reassuring thing.
So the Dahan Joint Reserve Bureau located in Nanxiang County, Hanzhong County, began to take shape under what can be called a chaotic situation.
After the matter was settled, Feng Yong quickly wrote a "Nanzhong Reclamation Examination" and submitted it to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
After the Han Dynasty Prime Minister saw it, he first highly praised it and thought it was extremely maneuverable.
Then after hearing the whole story, he was very pleased and introduced Feng Yong as his closest comrade-in-arms and most loyal revolutionary partner.
At the same time, he expressed concern that Feng Yong was going to fight in desolate places such as Yuejun. He felt that someone needed to take care of the daily life of his closest comrades and most loyal revolutionary partners, and said that Guan Shilang and Guan Suo were a good choice.
Feng Yong received the permission of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, and then he declared Guansuo to be the postal governor of Yuejun, Wang Xun, Huang Chong, Zhang Yi, and Gou Fu were to be captains, and E Shun and Gao Yuan were army commanders.
At the same time, Eshun and Gao Yuan were ordered to go to Qiongdu, where Yue Jun was governed, to summon Gaoding's old troops.
He also ordered Huang Chong and Zhang Yi to lead a thousand people to the rear to hold down the formation for them, including three hundred Nanxiang soldiers.
Feng Yong and others were preparing to take the remaining 300 Nanxiang soldiers from Jincheng, take the waterway to Bodao, join the 2,000 soldiers who had already gathered there, and then set off towards Beishui.
Meng Yan, the prefect of Yuejun, mobilized 2,000 men from the five captains of Nanzhong. They had just pacified Beishui a few days ago and are now waiting for Feng Yong's arrival there.
In other words, the imperial court dispatched five thousand people to Yuejun to quell the chaos, which was considered a rare and generous move.
Today, the largest rebel tribe in Yuejun, the Dongqu tribe, claims to have 10,000 soldiers, but in fact it is no more than 2,000.
More importantly, the barbarians in Yuejun were still in the ignorant stage of a slave or semi-slave society. Although they were brave and brave, they had backward weapons and poor organization, making them no enemy of the Han army.
The combined total strength of the seven Nanzhong counties is just over 10,000.
Feng Yong directly mastered half of it.
From here we can see how much the Prime Minister of Han Dynasty attaches great importance to Feng Yong, and it also shows that Prime Minister Da Han has great hopes for Feng Yong to take over Yue Jun.
Before leaving, Feng Yong said goodbye to the prime minister. Zhuge Liang sat down with Feng Yong and asked him: "After Pingyue and Jun, can his governance be like that of Nanxiang?"
Feng Yong thought for a while and replied, "Back to Prime Minister, Yuejun is no better than Hanzhong. Yuejun is a barbarian land, with more barbarians and fewer Han people. If you want to govern Nanxiang, it will take too long."
"how long?"
"Maybe five years, or ten years, maybe."
When Zhuge Liang heard this, he nodded, "This is a prudent statement. You are still young, and now you are in charge of power for the first time. It is really not easy for you to be so calm."
As he spoke, there was a look of regret in his eyes, and he sighed, "What I regret is that you are too young. It would be great if you could have been born ten years earlier."
Feng Yong raised his head, looked at Zhuge Liang's gray temples, understood what he meant, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "Prime Minister, Yong has something to say that has been hidden in his heart for a long time. He wanted to say it to the Prime Minister for a long time, but he never found the opportunity. Now that parting is around the corner, I really can’t help but feel unhappy.”
"If you have anything to say, just say it. You are not considered an outsider here."
This was a bit too intimate, but Feng Yong thought about it and realized that he married Guan Ji. Guan Ji and Huang Yueying were the same mother and daughter, and Huang Yueying was Zhuge Liang's wife.
After all this calculation, Old Demon Zhuge can actually be regarded as half of his maternal uncle?
"The prime minister's duty is to assist the emperor and assist in all affairs. The prime minister needs to worry about military and national affairs. But I have always heard that small matters such as the prime minister's twenty sticks must be personally seen and decided. I dare to ask the chief minister of the prime minister's house, What should you do if you are a member of the Cao Cao, joining the army, etc.?"
Zhuge Liang didn't expect that Feng Yong would mention this matter before leaving, and he was a little surprised at the moment.
He was silent for a long time, and then he let out a long sigh, "The Han Dynasty is in danger, and I am entrusted by the late emperor, how dare I not dedicate myself to it?"
"May I ask what the late emperor asked the prime minister to do?"
"Pursue thieves and prosper the Han Dynasty."
"Can thieves be eliminated in one fell swoop? Can the Han Dynasty be prospered in one day?"
"The thief is so powerful that he can't do it."
"Considering the current situation in the Han Dynasty, in a hundred years from now, the prime minister will have a successor he can trust with confidence."
Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong, with an even more complicated expression on his face, thinking to himself, if you could have been born ten years earlier, then why would I have to worry so much?
At that moment, I could only answer, "Nothing."
"The thieves cannot be eliminated suddenly, the Han cannot be raised suddenly, and the prime minister has no peace of mind to take care of the future, but he is so overworked and neglects his body. Hasn't he thought about the consequences?"
"Prime Minister Yong Guan has a tired look on his face. He is much older than when he first met Prime Minister three years ago. If this continues, I'm afraid that Prime Minister Yong's body will not last ten years."
"If the prime minister becomes ill due to long labor and suddenly suffers a loss, the Han Dynasty will be in even greater danger. At that time, the prime minister went underground, and the late emperor asked whether the thieves had been killed and whether the Han Dynasty had been revived. How did the prime minister respond?"
Zhuge Liang was speechless.
"Officials, big and small, have their own duties. The prime minister's job is to adjust the yin and yang of the world and take charge of the state affairs of the Han Dynasty. It is too much for the prime minister to personally judge such trivial matters as twenty sticks!"
"I'm afraid others will make any mistakes."
Feng Yong clicked his tongue, a little impatient, "If there are any omissions, they will be punished according to the order. If the prime minister ignores the matter no matter how big or small, then what is the use of all the officials from the dynasty?"
"Therefore, in Yong's view, the Prime Minister's move is not to dedicate his life, but to block the way for those who come after him to make progress, making the talented people live in mediocrity and lament that they can't show their strengths. But the mediocre people secretly rejoice in it without having to show off their strengths. short."
"In the long run, everyone relies on the Prime Minister's ability and will only act according to the Prime Minister's wishes. Although they gain temporary convenience, they will lose their own care. Once the Prime Minister is away, everyone will be like headless flies."
"From this point of view, is it a move that is beneficial to national affairs? Does the Prime Minister think so?"
Zhuge Liang was silent for a longer time after hearing this.
After a long time, he looked at Feng Yong and said, "I understand what you said, but now the Han Dynasty is in a critical stage of survival, but I really don't dare to relax. If I can see the hope of the Han Dynasty's revival, , I will never work like this again.”
Damn, all this talk was wasted.
Feng Yong sighed, "Prime Minister, what do you think is the hope of revival?"
"Back then, Emperor Gaozu left Hanzhong and occupied Guanzhong, and was able to establish an invincible position. Therefore, no matter what, if the Han Dynasty can regain Guanzhong, then there is hope."
Feng Yong nodded, "Okay, I just hope that the Prime Minister will not forget what he said today."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand.
The Han Prime Minister thought he was going to do something, but he didn't care. He picked up the bowl on the table and took a sip of water, and then said, "I will never forget it."
After saying that, seeing Feng Yong's strange movements, he asked, "What are you raising your hands for?"
There was an embarrassed look on Feng Yong's face, and he said in a faint tone, "Prime Minister, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. At this time, shouldn't you give me a high-five to show your promise?"
Zhuge Liang laughed and said, "Why? I am a great Han Prime Minister and your elder, how can I still break my trust with you?"
Then he raised his hand and was about to give Feng Yong a high-five, but Feng Yong had already put his hand down when he heard the four words "Why bother" in front of Zhuge Liang, making the Han Prime Minister dumbfounded.
After saying so much just now, Feng Yong was actually a little thirsty. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of water. Then he looked up and saw the prime minister with complicated eyes, standing there in a daze with his hands raised...
Feng Yong:......
"Prime Minister, how about we do it again one, two, three?"
Seeing the look of dissatisfaction on the face of the Han Prime Minister, Feng Tubao put on a polite yet embarrassed smile and asked in a flattering manner.
"roll!"
So Feng Yong was driven out of the Prime Minister's Mansion in embarrassment.
"Junhou, are you okay?"
Seeing the resentful look on Feng Yong's face, Bu Qu, who was waiting outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, asked quickly.
"What can happen? What's the difference between entering the prime minister's house and entering our house?"
Feng Yong glanced at this expressionless guy and said angrily.
Anyway, the Prime Minister's Mansion can be regarded as half of my wife's natal family. Is it wrong to say that? right?
Feng Yong got on the horse brought by Bu Qu and took the lead to walk out of the city.
After getting off the official road and entering Zhuangzi, I saw two women standing at the door of the mansion from a distance, looking this way.
The woman standing in front is extremely beautiful, and the woman standing behind is gorgeous and graceful. She is his wife and concubine.
Feng Yong's gloomy mind after being kicked out by Old Demon Zhuge suddenly turned into a clear sky.
He got off his horse happily and greeted him, "Xijun, I'm back."
Guan Ji, who was dressed as a young woman, smiled tenderly, helped take off Feng Yong's cloak, and handed it to Amei behind her. Then she said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Alang. Did this trip go smoothly?"
"Smooth...smooth, everything that needs to be said has been said."
Feng Yong stumbled, but he refused to lose face in front of his lover, so he patted his chest and said.
"I thanked Alang."
Guan Ji has been with Feng Yong for three years, and now she has become a bed partner. Just by listening to her tone, she knew there was something fishy, "But did you make the prime minister angry?"
"The Prime Minister is angry, but not because of this matter, but because of something else."
Feng Yong saw that he couldn't hide it, so he glanced at his right hand with some frustration and thought, why should I have such a mean hand?
"For what?"
"No...nothing."
Feng Yong had the nerve to tell Guan Ji this, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "The Prime Minister agreed, saying that he would not be so tired after waiting to see the hope of the revival of the Han Dynasty."
"What is the hope for the revival of the Han Dynasty?"
Guan Ji frowned slightly, with a worried look on her face, "My aunt said that the prime minister's body already looks like he is overworked. If he continues like this, he may become ill."
"Alang, you also know that my aunt has just become pregnant with great difficulty. If the Prime Minister..."
Before Guan Ji finished speaking, Feng Yong held her hand, patted her gently, and comforted her, "I know, I know, you don't have to worry, and tell Madam not to worry."
"Believe me, this time will come soon."
Although Feng Yong's tone was gentle, he was firm.
Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong and nodded gently, "Alang, I believe you. Oh, by the way, when Alang went to the Prime Minister's Mansion, there were guests."
