I remember that when Xiahou Ba first came to Hanzhong, Zhang Xiaosi called him uncle in front of his mother, but behind his back, he called him by his first name.
The reason is also very simple. Xiahou Ba not only failed to serve the Han Dynasty, but was even hostile to the Han Dynasty in front of the emperor.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaosi didn't really agree with this uncle in his heart, let alone Cao Zhi, who was the real thief and puppet king of Wei.
In fact, what she is more concerned about now is whether the letter Cao Zijian asked Cao San to send before his death contained any sensitive or important information.
At this time, crying sounds came from the room, and the wet nurse came out holding Ah Shun:
"Madam, there seems to be something wrong with the young man..."
Guan Ji, who was only halfway through her meal, stood up quickly, took the child, and touched the child's forehead out of habit.
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
Feng Yong also stood up and asked worriedly.
Compared to Shuangshuang and Ah Chong, Ah Shun's body seems to be a little weaker and he often suffers from minor ailments.
Moreover, it was much more difficult than his sister and brother, and he often cried several times in the middle of the night.
Guan Ji shook her son and replied: "It's okay."
Looking at Ah Shun who was still crying non-stop, Feng Yong sighed: "This is someone who likes to toss."
"Children, this is normal. It's rare for people like Shuangshuang and Ah Chong to be worry-free."
Guan Ji didn't care, she carefully coaxed the child while defending Ah Shun.
She is already a mother of three children. She often talks to female medical workers about these issues, so she naturally knows more about raising children than Governor Feng.
Seeing Ah Shun crying so hard that even Zhang Xingyi couldn't sit still:
"Sister, does it really not matter?"
"It doesn't matter, I just need to pay attention tonight."
Well, after getting the news he wanted, the corners of Zhang Xiaosi's mouth curled up slightly, and then he glanced at Governor Feng again.
At the same time, Governor Feng glanced at Zhang Xiaosi knowingly.
With just a glance, the two parties had reached a secret agreement.
That night, Governor Feng came to Zhang Xiaosi's courtyard with ease, entered the incense boudoir with ease, lifted the incense tent with ease, and rolled onto the couch.
Lying on the couch like a dead dog, Governor Feng took out the letter: "Here."
Somewhat surprised by Governor Feng's cheerfulness, Zhang Xingyi took the letter, leaned half out of the tent, and quickly read it under the light in the room.
After seeing it, her face quickly lit up with joy.
Then he retracted into the tent and kissed Governor Feng happily: "Dialysis?"
Governor Feng nodded: "It's true, the Cao family does suffer from diabetes, and it was passed down from the Bian family."
The Bian family has a nephew named Bian Lan, who is currently General Zhaolie of the Wei State. At the same time, he inherited his father's title of Marquis of Kaiyang and became a regular servant of Sanqi.
He had a very strange symptom. His mouth was often dry and cracked, and he needed to carry soup with him.
This is not a secret, spies can easily find out this information.
Now in Cao Zhi's letter, he also said that he suffered from diabetes, which is basically a confirmed case of Cao's family genetic disease.
"Then what?" Zhang Xingyi's face seemed to be glowing, "Does it mean that Cao Rui also has this disease?"
"About 60% to 70%." Feng Yong clasped his hands behind his head and looked at the top of the tent. "If the batch of goods that suddenly increased demand in Guanzhong really fell into Cao Rui's hands, then it is basically certain."
Quenching thirst with honey water is a habit of wealthy people in this era, and only those from top-class wealthy families are qualified to do so.
A little further away, you can see Yuan Shu, a son of an aristocratic family, who wanted to quench his thirst with honey syrup after his defeat.
In the end, because there was no honey in the army, he was so angry and anxious that he vomited blood and died.
The more recent Cao Pi was even more obvious. He even wrote a poem about taking peach wine to quench his thirst, praising it as refreshing and quenching his thirst.
Going a little further back, Sun Liang, the second emperor of the Wu Kingdom in original history, left an allusion about wisely discerning traitors, which also stemmed from the desire to soak plums in honey.
Of these three, which one is not the master of one party?
Those who can continue to purchase large quantities of brown molasses honey wine and peach wine are all the top families in Wei.
In fact, there are exact symptoms of Bian Lan and Cao Zhi.
Based on Cao Rui's early death in history, Feng Yong had actually concluded that Cao Rui would most likely not be able to escape this disease.
"If it is really Bian who passed this disease on to Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, then why can Bian live a long life?"
Zhang Xingyi leaned half of her body on Feng Yong's chest and asked softly.
Feng Yong had already thought about this problem and explained:
"Although Ms. Bian comes from a humble background, her family tradition is still good and she is quite famous for being thrifty. Even if she has this disease, the harm will not be too great."
"Only people who live a luxurious life will suffer from this disease."
As he spoke, he reached out his hand, subconsciously touched Zhang Xingyi's disheveled hair, and said slowly:
"It's a pity that our penetration into Wei State is still too shallow, and we will have to intensify our deployment in the future."
Feng Yong was a little depressed because he couldn't control where such a large batch of valuable goods ended up.
Zhang Xingyi rubbed circles on Feng Jishishi's chest with her little hand and smiled softly:
"I do remember someone."
"who?"
"Xiahou Ba is my uncle."
"Him? What happened to him?"
"Xiahou family, because of my good uncle, Cao Rui is now very wary of the Xiahou family. He has recalled all the Xiahou family members to Luoyang and is under strict supervision."
Feng Yong felt a little itchy on his chest. He held Zhang Xingyi's hand through his clothes: "Be clear, do you mean the Xiahou clan?"
"Yes, the Xiahou clan." Zhang Xingyi leaned next to Feng Yong and breathed into his ear:
"My good Alang, have you forgotten that you tried to buy grain from Guanzhong?"
"Xiahou Mao?"
"Yes, it's Xia Houmao." Zhang Xingyi's voice became a little charming. "Xia Houmao has no military skills and is easy to make a living. Otherwise, he wouldn't have exchanged grain for wool."
"Coupled with the current situation of the Xiahou clan, they may not have other thoughts, so I think we can try it with Xiahou Mao."
As she said that, she turned over and flattened her body, "Maybe we can use Xia, um, my uncle to see if we can get in touch with Xia Houmao in Luoyang."
Governor Feng turned his head to look at her speechlessly.
The light shines through the gauze tent, making the light inside the tent very hazy, but it can still reflect Xiaosi's smooth cheeks.
Zhang Xiaosi's beautiful appearance, coupled with the hazy light, makes people's hearts beat even more.
Who would have thought that such an outstanding woman would gradually become a powerful figure?
Governor Feng sighed: "That Xiahou Ba is very unlucky to have a niece like you..."
Zhang Huarongyuemao was furious:
"Nonsense, I obviously met a Feng Guiwang like you!"
"First, he induced Xiahou Mao to sell grain, then he poured dirty water on Xiahou Ba, and he shamelessly spread rumors in the Wei Kingdom, which caused the Xiahou family to fall to this point."
As Zhang Xiaosi spoke, he pounced directly to bite someone.
"Hiss...be gentler, be gentler..."
