Looking at Jiang Wei's horrified gaze, Feng Yong knew what he was thinking, "Don't worry about it, General Jiang. I don't want to treasure this little bit of knowledge."
"That Wenshi has a book on arithmetic that I wrote before. If you are interested, you can borrow it from him."
When Jiang Wei heard this and saw Feng Yong's expression was calm, as if this was just a common thing, he was greatly shocked.
I just heard him blurt out, "Feng Langjun has a broad mind, which is really admirable and cannot be matched by Wei Yuan."
If it were anyone else, Jiang Wei would not believe these words so easily, but Feng Yongyong was not the same. It was not like he had never heard of the rumors about Nanxiang Xinhua Bookstore.
It is not surprising that someone who can build Xinhua Bookstore would say these things.
Being praised by Liangzhou Qilin'er, Feng Yong smiled again and did not explain.
Feng Langjun, a broad-minded man, was able to develop education in such a big way, and his fundamental purpose was to break the knowledge monopoly of the aristocratic family.
Of course, in order to have a group of barely usable basic talents in hand, that is the most direct purpose.
That's right, it's just barely usable, and it can only be used by basic talents.
Except for the students who Feng Yong felt were really promising and willing to support them, the remaining 99.99% would not be able to become even the most remote county magistrate in their lifetime.
Unless there is a huge outburst of character, only a very small number of them will be able to enter the establishment officially recognized by the imperial court.
This is reality, the cruel reality.
But at least it's much better than their parents, right? Feng Tubao had a clear conscience.
According to his estimate, when the battle in Longyou is over, there is a high probability that Old Demon Zhuge will not let him return to Yuexi, and there will definitely be other arrangements by then.
It's just that a group of students from Nanxiang Academy have already taken root in Yuexi, and the Xinghan Association's school in Yuexi also needs them to lay the foundation.
If the old demon Zhuge Liang gives himself a new position of governing the place, then the students he can use will not be enough.
Who the hell would want to use students who are used to flexible thinking, able to keep up with their own pace, and willing to work hard and be pragmatic rather than unrealistic?
You don’t know how to do linear equations in two variables, so why don’t you come here to dry eggs? Are you writing an article to flatter me? I am a literary giant, so I need you to take pictures?
Whether they were placed as officials in Nanxiang or in Yuexi, without anyone's guidance, they would probably be in the dark and unable to figure out the way.
But this kind of talent education is so expensive and time-consuming!
The broad-minded Feng Langjun sighed secretly while looking for wild vegetables.
After spending most of the day, the flow rate of the Weishui River was finally calculated. After looking at the slightly different values on the paper, Feng Yong directly averaged them, and then took the maximum and minimum values as the upper and lower values. .
There is no scientific spirit and the data is easily falsified.
He was even in the mood to let someone touch a few fish for a change today.
Then he took the data to the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty.
Looking at the data that looked like ghost runes, Zhuge Liang's eyes twitched and he pretended not to care. He handed the data back to Feng Yong and coughed, "Now that we've figured it out, the next step is to go to the top to find a channel." A place for drainage?”
"right."
Feng Yong nodded. Sure enough, the prime minister couldn't understand. What he wanted was not the data, but when he could start taking action.
"Okay. Then I'll leave this matter to you. Are you sure?"
Zhuge Liang couldn't understand ghost runes, so he couldn't determine how big the project would be.
"Prime Minister, don't forget about my engineering team. When the Shuangnan Avenue was built, and the artificial stone road from Nanzheng to Juxian was built, it was not without blocking the water flow."
However, Feng Yong did not dare to confirm with Zhuge Liang before going upstream to see, "It's just that the land where the canal was opened must not only be low-lying, but also wide. If there is such a place up there, you have to go and see it."
Xiangwu is located in the upper reaches of the Wei River, close to the source of the Wei River. The river valley is not too big, nor is it too deep. Coupled with drought, the water level of the Wei River is already very low.
What's more important is that the upper reaches of the Wei River are far different from the middle and lower reaches, with large tributaries such as Changlishui, Qingshui, Lianshui, Jingshui, and Luoshui injecting supplementary water.
If we can find a suitable place and open channels to divert the water to low-lying areas, it might be possible to stop the flow for ten or eight days.
This job would definitely not be possible if we replaced those assistants and civilian workers who are not organized and professional. However, the engineering team has experience in doing this, and they are also professional.
Zhuge Liang nodded and agreed with Feng Yong's statement, "It is indeed reasonable. Is there such a place to the west of Xiangwu City? I have to go and see it."
Having said this, Zhuge Liang solemnly warned Feng Yong, "If you are really not sure, don't force it."
Feng Yong nodded, "I understand. If you are not sure, the most you can do is wait a few more days. I can clearly distinguish the seriousness of the matter."
Zhuge Liang then nodded with satisfaction, "There are bandits wandering out in the west now. If you want to go west, you must lead the troops there."
When Feng Yong heard this, he let out a "yeah" in his heart and thought to himself that I had forgotten about this incident. Although his brother-in-law has now begun to try to reduce the scope of activities of Cao thieves outside the city, there is still danger after all.
Thinking of my almost zero ability to command on the battlefield, plus Wang Ping and Zhang Yi are not around, what if I encounter an enemy...
Thinking of this, Feng Yong glanced at Jiang Wei who was standing next to him, "Prime Minister, I'm going to survey the place again, and I have to guard against thieves. If I can't take care of it, I'll be in trouble. Why don't you lend it to me personally?"
Zhuge Liang laughed and said, "First you took Long Pass lightly, and then you defeated Zhang He. I'm afraid it won't be long before your reputation will be heard throughout the Central Plains."
"After all, there are not many people in the world like you who are famous for your literary prowess, defeated generals for martial arts, and are still just over the age of the weak. Now that Cao Cao has heard of your reputation, he is afraid that everyone will be worried about you. What are you still afraid of?"
When Feng Tibi heard this, he grinned.
It's just that he still felt a little bit of shame, so his old face turned slightly red and said, "The Prime Minister has given you too much praise."
Seeing Feng Yong's half-true and half-false appearance, the Han Prime Minister was used to it and had no time to argue with him. "Now that all the generals in the army have to stay close to each other, who else can accompany you?" ?”
"Boyue! Boyue and I share the same loyalty and we are very close to each other. Why don't you, Prime Minister, let him accompany me?"
Feng Yong pointed at Jiang Wei and said.
Jiang Wei looked over in astonishment: We share the same feelings of loyalty? Hit it off? And me?
Is what Feng Langjun said the truth?
Liangzhou Qilin'er wanted to ask.
Feng Yong naturally didn't know what Jiang Wei was muttering in his heart. He knew that with his current reputation, almost no one would be dissatisfied if he wanted to command an army.
But being convinced is one thing, but his own family knows his own affairs.
With no soldiers and generals to rely on, he felt really weak.
"Oh, would Bo Yue be willing to be Feng Mingwen's deputy general?"
Zhuge Liang asked Jiang Wei.
"The Prime Minister has an order, how dare I disobey it?"
As he said that, he turned to Feng Yong, clasped his fists and said, "Wei is very happy to be treated differently by General Feng. I have admired the general's knowledge for a long time, and I will ask the general to teach me in the future."
"It's easy to talk. Over the past few days, I have noticed that the general is thoughtful and military-savvy. I have long wanted to discuss knowledge with General Jiang."
When Feng Yong saw Jiang Wei agreeing, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, smiling like a morning glory.
After a busy day and making plans for tomorrow, Feng Yong left Zhuge Liang and returned to his camp.
The fish touched during the day had already been disemboweled and cleaned by the cook, waiting for Feng Yong to come back and tell them to cook it.
First spread the lard evenly, then spread with sauce and salt, and then sprinkle some wild onions pulled from the wild today. Without ginger and wine, the fish may be a little fishy, but it doesn't matter. At this time, there is no need to pay attention to it.
Mix soy sauce, vinegar and some peppercorn oil in a bowl.
Boil the water, then put the utensils containing the fish in, put the bowl in and steam them together, set the time and then turn off the heat, simmer for a while, and finally mix the prepared soy sauce and vinegar with some peppercorn oil and pour it all over the fish body.
Then select a part of today's wild vegetables, stir-fry and take it out of the pot.
One meat and one vegetable, not bad, plus steamed buns that the cook had already cooked, and a portion of millet porridge.
Feng Yong swallowed and took it to the prime minister himself.
The prime minister has brought himself and Jiang Wei with him these days. Although he did not say it explicitly, Feng Yong knew that he was teaching by words and deeds.
Although he was speechless, his thoughts were clear.
Feng Yong still understands the importance of following the teacher's principles.
When he brought the food into the Chinese army camp, he saw that Zhuge Liang was handling military affairs.
Seeing Feng Yong coming in with food, Zhuge Liang's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Prime Minister, please finish your dinner first."
It is rare for Feng Yong to behave like a junior.
Zhuge Liang stood up, walked to the table, looked at the food on the table, his throat moved slightly, and looked at Feng Yong with some suspicion: This kid is very abnormal!
It's just that the food is really delicious. The Han Prime Minister, who doesn't eat much on weekdays, also ate a lot more than usual. He ate all the fish and wild vegetables.
After Feng Yong cleaned up the dishes, he smiled and said to the Han Prime Minister, "Prime Minister, I want to ask you something."
"I knew your food wasn't that delicious." Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong. Although he said that, he seemed to be in a good mood, "Tell me."
