But before he could figure it out, Zhuge Liang asked again, "They sent people all the way to give you a gift, which is acknowledging your contribution to their tribe's survival. Did you return the gift at that time?"
"What gift in return?"
Feng Yong became more and more confused.
"Reciprocity of courtesy!" the Han Prime Minister said sadly, "Only through reciprocity can we deepen our friendship. People send gifts from thousands of miles away, so don't you show any expression at all?"
Feng Yong murmured in his heart, why does the Prime Minister care so much about this wandering Hu tribe?
No matter how slow he reacted, he still figured out some flavors. Could it be that Prime Minister Xiang Liangzhou already had an idea?
"without……"
As soon as Feng Yong uttered a word, he saw the stern look from the Han Prime Minister.
So he quickly added, "Isn't Erlang stationed in Ju County at that time? Although I didn't return the gift personally, Erlang asked the envoy to bring a down jacket back."
After Zhuge Liang heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, "Erlang is a man who knows etiquette after all."
fart!
He just fell in love with those furs, so he cut off my beard halfway. Because he felt guilty as a thief, he gave me a down jacket.
It's okay not to mention this matter, but when it comes to mentioning it, Feng Yong wants to curse in his heart.
Thinking of Huang Wudie's rare red fox fur coat, he gritted his teeth in his heart - it should have been worn by his own master.
"Besides this time, do you have any other news exchanges?"
"Gone."
Feng Yong shook his head.
Bald-faced Khotan was able to send someone to deliver a message after his tribe settled down. He was considered a rare and trustworthy person, which was beyond Feng Yong's expectation.
Moreover, from the news transmitted by the messenger, Feng Yong also knew that their tribe currently had to rely on the Cao thieves to live a stable life.
The journey from the land of Xiqiang to Ju County is long, and in addition, it is controlled by Cao's thieves, so it is naturally impossible for Tufa Kheli to contact him frequently.
"Why is the Prime Minister so interested in these ancient events?"
Seeing the disappointment on Zhuge Liang's face, Feng Yong finally couldn't help but ask.
Zhuge Liang sighed slightly, "This time the reinforcements from Cao's thieves came from Xiliang. I heard that there were elite cavalry from the bald Xianbei tribe. Their troops were brave, so I thought, if you can persuade them to respond to the big man, then it will be a defeat." An arm of the thief Cao."
"I'm afraid this is a little difficult."
When Feng Yong heard this, he realized that there was actually a bald man in the reinforcements of Cao's thieves in Liangzhou? This is quite a coincidence.
After a brief thought, he shook his head and said, "Even the Qiang and Hu in Longyou will only gather to support the big man when the big man has gained the upper hand."
"The Bald-haired Xianbei, in the land of Western Qiang, was already under the control of Cao's thieves. If the Han Dynasty can march into Liangzhou now, then I have some confidence in persuading the Bald-haired Kheli to respond to the righteousness. But in this situation. But it’s a little difficult.”
"After all, their tribe is still in Xiqiang. If they rebel against Cao's thieves in front of the battle, the tribesmen who remain in Xiqiang will probably suffer military disasters. Therefore, if I think about it in Yong, no matter how grateful I am, even the bald Khotan will Now he doesn’t dare to rebel against Cao Cao.”
Although he had only dealt with Tufa Tianli once, Feng Yong could tell from his words and deeds that he was quite capable and ambitious.
Think about his master Tuoba Pigu again. He was not angry with Tuoba Liwei for becoming the master of the Tuoba tribe, and he did not hesitate to lead his tribe thousands of miles away, so he must be a determined person.
How could he easily put his tribe in danger just because of a few words of his own?
Zhuge Liang nodded, "That makes sense."
After pondering for a while, after all, the situation was beyond our control, so I had to give up temporarily, and then waved my hand, "Then we will discuss this later. You go down and get twenty military sticks first."
When Feng Tibi heard this, he was shocked on the spot, "Prime Minister, why are you still fighting?"
I thought you had forgotten after saying so much!
"If I don't beat you, how can I understand the law?"
Zhuge Liang had a straight face, but there was no room for accommodation.
"Remember it first, won't you be able to make meritorious deeds later?"
"no!"
Zhuge Liang refused immediately.
Then he sighed again, "Ma Su is seriously ill, and I don't know if he can survive this. If..."
At this point, he paused again, but he didn't want to say any more. He waved his hand again, "Quickly go find Xiang Changshi's army stick!"
There are also things to pay attention to when playing with a military stick.
Although some people don't have many military sticks, if they are really beaten with all their strength, even if they only have ten sticks, they can at least break their bones and muscles.
But even if some people receive twenty or thirty sticks, it will only be a flesh wound.
Feng Yong falls into the latter category.
"General Feng, please lie down!"
The executing sergeant said to Feng Yong very kindly.
Feng Yong trembled and lay down on the couch. Seeing that Xiang Lang had not arrived, he quietly made friends with the execution sergeant, "This brother looks familiar. Where have we met before?"
"General Feng has a good memory. Five years ago, when the Prime Minister went to your village, he pretended to be a farmer."
"Hey, that's what I'm saying!" Feng Yong patted the couch, "It turns out to be the Tiger Guard beside the Prime Minister. No wonder he has such a majestic appearance. It seems that everyone is not an outsider. When we take action later, can you please keep one? Affection?"
The sergeant just smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the villain can do this only if he is experienced and knows his own importance."
After hearing this, Feng Yong relaxed a little. He reached out to touch his arms, secretly took out a few bills, stuffed them into the other party's hands, and whispered, "Everyone has worked hard, these bills, At that time, I would like to ask you to help me share some points..."
The sergeant accepted it with a smile. When Feng Tubiao saw it, he was very happy.
After a while, Feng Yong, who was lying on his stomach, only saw a pair of official boots walking towards him. The person sat down on the chair in front of him and said, "Let's get started."
"one!"
"Bah!"
"Ah! Shacai!"
I thought I was just showing off by taking my ticket, but I didn't expect that when the stick came down, Feng Yong was beaten upright on the spot, jumping upright and screaming like a pig being killed.
His butt felt like it was on fire, and it was like being struck by lightning. The burning pain made him almost faint.
"Don't move, don't move, this is the first blow, General, please bear with me!"
On both sides, there were arms and legs that the sergeant came to hold down.
"two!"
"I'm CNM~"
I can't help it!
The huge pain was transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and Feng Yong couldn't control his tears and runny nose due to his instinctive reaction. He started to curse.
"three!"
…
When Xiang Lang saw the first few blows, Feng Yong's reaction was particularly strong. Unexpectedly, only halfway through the blows, Feng Yong became silent. His body slumped on the couch softly, and he was silent.
He was startled, and quickly asked the sergeant to stop first, then stepped forward and asked carefully, "General Feng?"
Feng Yong opened his eyes and asked feebly, "Is the fight over?"
"Not yet. I saw something wasn't right with the general. I was afraid something might happen, so I paused for a moment..."
"You're such a mother-in-law when it comes to beating a military stick, why can't you finish it in one go? I finally diverted my attention, ah...it hurts me so much!"
Feng Yong screamed again.
There is a kind of training in the army that can temporarily divert attention and reduce the impact of injury on the brain.
Feng Tubiao fought for his life to weaken his pain nerve reaction, but he was suddenly brought back to reality by Xiang Lang, and the old man in front of him suddenly became excited.
