"It's nothing but a prize," Feng Yong laughed dryly, turned around and walked out, "Sir, please sit still, I'll go and see if the dinner in the kitchen is ready..."
Unexpectedly, before he even stepped out of the door, Guan Ji closed the door with a gust of wind, and stood in front of the door, looking at Feng Yong with a half-smile.
"There is always a cook for the kitchen. Alang has been tired for a long day, so just wait and don't worry about it anymore."
"No...no, what I mean is, I'm going to see if the bathing water is boiled. Xijun also said that I'm tired after a long day and I'm covered in sweat. I want to take a shower."
Sweat broke out on Feng Yong's forehead.
"It's not finished yet. I gave you instructions when I came back. Don't be in a hurry to boil the hot water."
"Why...why?"
Feng Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Xijun, it's too hot today, could you please open the door?"
"Not good." Guan Ji shook her head bluntly, "When A Lang ran away alone today, did he ask me for my opinion? Now I also want to learn from A Lang."
"Well, I have something to do today."
Feng Yong quickly defended.
"I have something to talk to A Lang now."
Guan Ji said, with a sneer on her face, and started to approach step by step.
Feng Yong was so frightened that he slipped away and said, "Xijun, if you have something to say, please speak up and don't do anything."
Guan Ji snorted, "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I am used to speaking with my fists and kicks. Besides, I am a clumsy speaker, and Alang is famous among the big men for his eloquent words."
"I have no ability to compete with A Lang. When A Lang taught Erlang the art of war, he once said that we should use our own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses..."
When Feng Yong heard this, he became angry on the spot: This woman is really going to go to the house to uncover the tiles if she doesn't fight for three days!
I am a man of both ability and political integrity, which Jiang Wan has just confirmed.
In the past, outsiders just slandered your husband for his clever words and coquettishness. I never thought that you would follow suit like this. This is intolerable!
Then he took a few steps back and made a defensive gesture, "Xijun, if you come here again, don't blame me for being rude!"
However, Guan Ji ignored the defense of a certain rustic three-year-old child and bullied him forward, dispelling his moves with a slap!
Feng Yong felt his eyes dazzled and his chest tightened. He didn't see anything clearly. He flew up. Then with a "boom", he sat down heavily on the chair. He almost couldn't catch his breath. He only felt a burst of pain in his lower body. Paroxysms of tingling.
Guan Ji's beautiful face was placed less than an inch in front of Feng Yong's eyes, and she said word by word, "Alang, I want to ask you for something."
"Between us husband and wife, what is there that we don't want to ask for? It's up to you to take care of it."
Feng Yong only felt that his whole body was numb and numb, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes at this sitting.
"I want to visit the three counties of Sunshui, but I don't want to go to the racecourse. What do you think of Alang?"
Guan Ji put her arms around Feng Yong's neck and whispered in his ear, and the faint fragrance of her daughter floated into her nose.
On ordinary days, such ambiguous gestures, such semi-darkness and semi-light environment, and such soft words of begging would definitely tickle the itch in Feng Yong's heart. He just wished he could embrace that warm-smelling nephrite and become his master.
It's a pity that at this time, he didn't have the guts to accept it.
"This... well, it's not impossible."
Feng Yong first confirmed Guan Ji's idea.
"really?"
Guan Ji looked happy.
"That's natural. But Mr. Xi, do you remember that when we first went to Hanzhong and stopped at Yang'an Pass, I took you back to the library?"
Feng Yong tried his best to relax his tone and asked softly.
When Guan Ji heard this, her eyes welled up, and a hint of sweetness appeared on her face, "Of course I remember."
It was on the city wall of Yang'an Pass that I fought to an exhaustion with the barbarian girl of the Huang family. In the end, I let the guy in front of me take advantage of her. He said something about "males flying and females flying around the forest", which made me think wildly.
Thinking of this, Guan Ji bit her plump red lips, glared at the guy in front of her who had become her pillow, and said softly, "Bah!"
Although he didn't understand why Guan Ji scolded him, Feng Yong was keenly aware of her emotional changes and quickly coaxed, "Do you remember the agreement between you and me at the door of the library?"
"What?"
Guan Ji thought about it, but she had some agreement with him.
"Everywhere the sun and the moon shine, and wherever the rivers reach, are all Han lands. The Han Dynasty has always been there, but it has not yet come to rebirth." Feng Yong said solemnly, "At that time, you praised me as a young hero, and said that when I fulfill my promise, , willing to kowtow for me."
Guan Ji was shocked.
"Xijun, I will always remember the agreement between you and me."
Feng Yong's hand dishonestly touched Guan Ji's waist and coaxed, "It's just that now that the Han Dynasty is declining, to revive the Han Dynasty, it not only requires men to fight on the battlefield, but also women to help."
"How can Alang help a woman if she wants to?"
Guan Ji murmured.
"The battle between the late emperor and Cao Cao in Hanzhong was actually a battle for the survival of the Han Dynasty. If he wins, the Han Dynasty will still have room to breathe. If he loses, there will be no more Han Dynasty in the world."
"In the Battle of Hanzhong, the late emperor and Cao Cao's thieves faced off for two years. The situation was extremely critical. At that time, the men fought hard in the front and the women carried grain in the rear."
"Just imagine, if there were no women to carry grain behind, it is still unknown whether the Cao thieves could have been defeated in the Battle of Hanzhong! Therefore, I often say that women can hold up half of the sky as much as men, but is it a lie?"
At this point, the hands around Guan Ji's waist clearly felt the muscles relax, and she was overjoyed. She quickly worked hard to use her sharp tongue and activated her special skill: eloquent words and seduction.
"Xi Jun, I know that you want to carry out the great ambition of Guan Laojun and revive the Han Dynasty. But it's useless to just think about it. You have to take action. I asked you to help at Huawan's horse farm. In fact, it is also to let you You can fulfill your wishes."
Although she knew that the person in front of her was lying to her, Guan Ji just wanted to continue listening. She gritted her teeth and said, "Keep talking. If you don't satisfy me, see how I deal with you!"
"What if I can meet Mr. Xi's wishes?"
Feng Yong often suffered losses when dealing with Ge Laoyao, but when dealing with others, he often pushed further.
Now that I heard Guan Ji's words, how could there be any reason to let go and take advantage?
"If it suits my wishes..."
Guan Ji was just about to agree to what he said, but she accidentally saw the obscene look on the man's face. She slapped Feng Yong on the shoulder with such force that it almost shook the person apart, " You can’t afford to have dirty thoughts!”
After eating so much saliva from someone, Guan Ji knew him well. This slap wiped out the charming thoughts that Feng Yonggang had had, "If it suits my wishes, then this matter will be revealed." !”
Sure enough, all conspiracies and tricks are useless in the face of real strength. No matter how many plans there are, they can't compare to the tyranny of force. Just go over with a bang!
"Okay, I say."
Feng Yong could only say angrily, "Xijun is a woman, so you can't bear the name of Guansuo for the rest of your life, right? If the secret is leaked one day, it may bring trouble to the Guan family."
When Guan Ji heard this, she frowned slightly. She really didn't expect this. "Then does Alang have any good ideas?"
"Yes! I wonder if Mr. Xi has heard of the Detachment of Women?"
"Never."
"The so-called Women's Army is a team composed of women."
"Isn't that just like the maids around Mrs. Sun who married the late emperor?"
Guan Ji blurted out.
Mrs. Sun is Sun Quan’s sister, Sun Shangxiang.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Feng Yong said quickly, "It's somewhat similar, but those maids of Madam Sun are just to protect her safety. They are just for fun, and they are not a big scene."
"The women's army I'm talking about is learning from the soldiers in the military camp. They also learn swords, guns, and even military formations on weekdays. Even if they don't have the chance to go to the battlefield, they can still help maintain peace in the rear."
"On weekdays, I help patrol the countryside. Not to mention those libertine Qingpi who don't dare to cause trouble anymore. Even if the enemy comes, I can help to arrest them. If we really want to wait for the big man to have another big event like the Battle of Hanzhong, then the Detachment of Women will show its full strength. It worked.”
"The most important thing is that when the Detachment of Women becomes a reality, it can also set an example for women all over the world and let them understand that they are no worse than men."
Li Yuan's third daughter, Princess Pingyang, and the third wife, Mrs. Zhongshun, the leader of the Mongolian tribe in the Ming Dynasty, all led the Detachment of Women, not to mention the famous Red Detachment of Women.
Once Feng Tubiao's clever words and seductive skills are activated, his current record is a 100% success rate, and he has never failed.
Even if it is launched against the Han Prime Minister, let alone Guan Ji?
After Guan Ji heard this, her heart immediately beat with excitement.
"When a woman patrols the countryside, I'm afraid there will be criticism..."
Guan Ji hesitated.
"Are you afraid? Huawan's tribe respects women. Her tribe has the habit of using women as soldiers in the past. When the time comes, I will come forward in the name of the government and respect Huawan's tribe. If she forms a women's army at her horse farm, who will talk nonsense?"
"Xi Jun has the experience of leading an army and has experienced battles on the battlefield. He is just right to be a general in the army. I think Hua Wan will not have any objections. Until then, the Detachment of Women will first maintain the order of the racecourse, then inspect Qiongdu, and finally inspect Sunshui Three Counties.”
"If you walk like this step by step, people will gradually get used to it. Moreover, most of these people are barbarians. How can there be so many rules?"
"So Alang had such a plan?"
When Guan Ji heard Feng Yong's words, she felt that she finally understood his painstaking efforts.
"Yes," Feng Yong's hand went up Guan Ji's waist and touched her beautiful face, "I hope that one day, Xijun will no longer have to work so hard pretending to be a man, and can be a woman openly. , leading an army and walking in the world."
"When the time comes, all women will be proud of the gentleman and take the women's army as their role model. It's incredible that they will be able to leave their names in the history of history!"
"Alang, you are so kind..."
Guan Ji's eyes became blurry at this time, and it seemed that she did not avoid someone's stunt after all.
Feng Yong was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally passed this level. He looked up and saw the plump and red lips of the beautiful woman pouting slightly, which was very attractive, and his heart was filled with excitement.
Just when her hand was about to move, Guan Ji had already noticed it. She immediately slapped his hand away, stood up and left, "spit", "I'm covered in stinky sweat, it smells terrible, go take a shower!"
The beauty was far away, and the fragrance also disappeared. Feng Yong felt lost and said bitterly, "Didn't you just say that the water was not boiled yet?"
"I lied to you!" Guan Ji smiled charmingly, "I know that Alang works hard during the day and loves to be clean. I have already asked the good cook to boil water, and I am waiting for Alang to come back."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.
Feng Yong sat there blankly, glanced down, and felt like crying.
After this conversation, Guan Ji became more motivated to go to work. She got up early the next day, gave Feng Yong random instructions on his martial arts training, and then urged her to eat.
Feng Yong thought she had exhausted too much energy last night and needed to replenish energy.
It happened that Huawan came to look for someone on time again. Guan Ji hurriedly finished eating and took the initiative to run out with Huawan.
Feng Yong clearly saw joy and happiness on Hua Wan's face before going out.
So he was a little worried. When that little girl knew Guan Ji's true identity, would she burn down her ranch?
Judging from her temper, it's very possible!
However, Feng Yong couldn't decide whether to burn her own ranch, but the ranches in Yuexi had to step up their preparations, because the year was almost half over.
Before winter, at least some of the forage should be saved.
At the same time, the places where each tribe spends the winter must be divided.
In this regard, Zagotel's tribe is a good helper.
Because they were nomadic before, they knew what cattle and sheep needed to pay attention to during the winter, and they were the first tribe to take the initiative to join Feng Yong, so they were deeply trusted by Feng Yong.
Although, in the end, he was used as a mascot halfway through, but Zagotel showed Zhao Guang the way in Yinping, and Feng Yong has never forgotten this tribe.
After serving as mascots, Zagotel's tribe was arranged by Zhuge Laoyao to go to Yuexi to graze their cattle. In fact, it was to provide cover for the southern expedition army at that time.
Later, I was placed in Yuexi, and my life was not bad, maybe better than in Yin.
While grazing on weekdays, there is not enough food to eat. Occasionally, I can be helped by a big man. Anyway, I will not starve to death, but to say that I live a contented life, it is not enough.
It wasn't until Feng Yong took charge of Yuexun that things really turned around.
First, he followed Feng Yong to Qiongdu, and was placed in a land with fertile water and grass, under the protection of King Feng Ghost.
Later, Feng Yong wanted to divide pastures for various tribes in Yuexi. Because the Zagotel tribe was good at grazing, they were ordered by Feng Yong to find a suitable place for their cattle and sheep to spend the winter in the Sunshui River Valley.
Up to now, Zagotel has claimed to be Feng Langjun's servant. He rides a horse all day long and points the country with a whip. His tribe's status far exceeds that of the various tribes of the Yi people.
The title Feng Langjun is not something that ordinary people can call nowadays.
Most people have to call them Feng Junhou or Feng Changshi.
"King Zagotel, come here, this is the beef jerky saved by my tribe. It has a unique flavor. I brought it here specially for you to try."
Langli from the Yanniu Department found an opportunity, found Zagotel's residence, and presented several pieces of beef jerky.
"I can't do it, I can't do it."
Zagotel kept saying that he couldn't do it.
"This is a little bit of my thoughts..."
Langli thought that Zagotel would not accept beef jerky and was waiting for some persuasion, but he didn’t expect that Zagotel accepted it without any courtesy.
"This title is inappropriate. I have been Feng Langjun's servant three years ago. The entire clan is Feng Langjun's servant. I am not a king, so don't call me king."
The corners of Lang Li's mouth twitched. Damn, you were talking about a few months ago, but now it's three years ago?
"Brother Zagotel knew Feng Junhou three years ago?"
It was disgusting, but Lang Li asked with a curious look on his face.
"Of course!"
Regarding the matter of taking refuge in Feng Yong, it seems now that it is the most correct decision I have made in my life.
I saw Zagotel saying proudly, "Back then, Feng Langjun went to the west to trade with woolen cloth. I was appreciated by Fenglangjun and was rewarded with a lot of woolen cloth. Later, I was grateful to Fenglangjun for his great kindness, so I gave him the gift of woolen cloth." The clan took refuge in Feng Langjun."
He was smart. He only said that he was greatly favored by Feng Yong, and then the whole family took refuge, but he did not mention a word about helping Zhao Guang.
"When I was in Hanjia County, I also heard that there was a Feng Langjun who made an alliance with our Qiang and Hus by killing Baima and drawing blood. He was deeply trusted by the Qianghu in the military capital of Yinping. But I didn't know what the relationship between Feng Langjun and Feng Junhou was?"
To the north of Yuexun is Hanjia County, to the north of Hanjia County is Wenshan County, and next to Wenshan County is Yinping County.
The Qiang and Hu people travel north and south along the Hengduan Mountains all year round.
Feng Yong made an alliance with the Qiang and Hu people by killing Baima and sharing their blood, and promised to always treat the Qiang and Hu fairly, which won the hearts of the Qiang and Hu people in the military capital of Yinping.
Coupled with the gradual expansion of wool harvesting and woolen cloth trading, this legend has become more and more widespread, and even has different versions.
Hanjia County, where Lang Li was located, had naturally heard of this legend.
But the legend he heard was that there was a Feng Langjun who received the guidance of the Goat God in the mountains and could turn wool into fine and warm cloth.
Later, Feng Langjun came out of the mountains and saw that the grazing tribes were always intruded by the cold. So he became kind-hearted and ignored the differences between Han and Hu. He vowed to treat Qiang and Hu fairly and let everyone wear warm clothes. of clothing.
In order to flatter himself, Zagotel would naturally brag about killing the white horse and forming an alliance through blood.
Langli came here today just to confirm the authenticity of this matter.
"What's the relationship? Hehe!" Zagotel pretended to smile mysteriously, "In this world, there is only one Feng Langjun worthy of me, Zagotel, being his servant. What do you think the relationship is?"
The wolf left the tiger... The wolf's body trembled, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this Feng Changshi really the Feng Langjun who killed the white horse in Ju County and made an alliance with his blood?"
"Otherwise, look at these tribes in Qiongdu. They can have enough to eat now. Which one of them is not a favor from Feng Langjun? Which Han people in this world have such great kindness?"
Zagotel raised his head and pointed outside, as if those were what he had done.
"I see……"
Lang Li lowered his head, thoughtfully.
"If you don't believe it, you can ask those Han officials if this woolen cloth was made by Feng Langjun."
Zagotel pointed.
Lang Li glanced at him and said with a smile, "I was negligent about this."
At the same time, I thought to myself, if I can ask you about the bad things, why should I ask you? !
Although he took the initiative to bring the tribe to seek refuge, he could not even be called a king based on his status, because the king of the Yanniu tribe was Langlu, and he was still hiding in the mountains of Hanjia County.
Although he has been separated from the Yanniu Department, it is always right to be cautious.
What's more, how can ordinary people inquire about Feng Changshi's affairs?
The most important thing is that using one's own identity to inquire about Feng Changshi from a Han official... is like lighting a lamp in a cesspool and seeking death.
Maybe as soon as I asked him, he would be accused of having bad intentions, and then he would be stabbed to death to collect the reward.
However, Zagotel's words reminded Lang Li.
He secretly thought in his heart that he couldn't ask about Feng Changshi, but he could always ask about Mao Bu, right? As long as it is confirmed that this fur cloth was made by Feng Changshi, then he must be the legendary Feng Langjun who killed the white horse and made an alliance with his blood!
I have finally interacted with General Zhang several times, and we still have a little bit of friendship. I'll look for an opportunity to ask.
Thinking of this, Lang Li made up his mind, and after chatting with Zagotel for a while, he found a chance to say goodbye.
Zagotel watched the wolf leave, took a dagger and cut off a piece of beef jerky, tasted it, nodded, and said to himself, "This tastes good. I can give it to Feng Langjun to express my feelings." .”
Thinking like this, I went out with my beef jerky to flatter him.
