"Is it okay?" The Prime Minister had no consciousness of offending the female driver, and just stared at the Chang'an City Gate not far away, "I don't think it's too cold."
Then he asked without fear of death: "The Zhang family is also a relative of the emperor. Now that the fourth mother of the Zhang family has given birth to a child for you, what are you going to do?"
Governor Feng shrank back, glanced at General Guan in front of him, and said with a dry smile:
"this……"
Then he glanced at General Guan again.
The little sister of the Zhang family is the link between Feng Jishi and the royal family, and is also the guarantor of the royal family's trust.
With her beside Governor Feng and involved in all secrets, the royal family could completely rest assured that Governor Feng would not have any idea that a certain minister had too much power.
Coupled with the example of the prime minister, the emperor of the Han Dynasty had a high tolerance for the rights of his ministers.
According to the history of the original Shu Han Dynasty that Governor Feng knew, the little fat man had a good heart. He would not kill ministers easily, and he could stay in office long enough.
Therefore, Governor Feng believes that in the next few decades, as long as the Zhang family's little sister is here, the Feng family will not have to worry about being suspected one day.
But politics is rational, while women are emotional. The two are completely opposite.
But in this matter, the attitude of the Feng family's mistress is crucial.
It's as if there are eyes behind the back, or maybe the couple has a telepathic connection.
At this time, General Guan suddenly spoke, relieving Governor Feng's embarrassment:
"Six Niang has been considered a member of our Feng family for many years. What she lacks is just a title."
"I didn't mention this before because Alang's status is not enough to marry the legitimate daughter of the Zhang family."
"But it's different now. As the Prime Minister said, after this battle, Alang's achievements are enough to stop others from talking."
"Even if someone criticizes me for marrying a daughter of the Zhang family, they will only say that Alang does not follow the rules, but not that he is not qualified."
When Governor Feng heard General Guan's words, he opened his mouth wide. He didn't react until he took a big mouthful of cold wind. He nodded subconsciously:
"Yes, yes! Xi-kun is right!"
In this kind of matter, no matter what your boss says, just nod first.
Not to mention that General Guan Jun just spoke...
Hey!
Only then did Governor Feng react and slap his thigh!
If it weren't for him in the car, he would have loved to hug his mother-in-law and kiss her twice.
It’s better than ancient times!
When she heard that her husband wanted to sleep with one more woman, his wife would take the initiative to help arrange the arrangement.
Seeing Feng Jishi scratching his head and ears like a giant monkey, he could hardly sit still. The Han Prime Minister couldn't help but "tsk" and looked sideways at a certain monarch with contempt in his eyes:
After all, you are also a prince of the Han Dynasty. Can you be successful?
In addition to his joy, Governor Feng felt the Prime Minister's gaze, but he didn't care.
It's easy to say in other respects, but in this regard, the Prime Minister...what right do you have to look down on me?
Now I have four wives and concubines who have given birth to six children for me. What do you have?
I'm not bragging, my eldest daughter might be able to beat your son now.
…
After the two men's eyes met, they each looked away.
Seeing Junhou Feng's submissive attitude towards General Guan, the Prime Minister said with a bit of hatred:
"Although it is rare to marry two wives at the same time, it is not a big deal."
"Chen Qun, an important minister of Wei State, was born in the Chen family of Yingchuan. He is from a well-known family. Isn't his sister also married to someone else?"
"So if you are worried about the criticism of the world, you don't have to worry. At worst, I will show off my old face and ask Your Majesty to grant me a marriage."
Governor Feng looked sideways.
You said it so easily. After all, it's not you who has to face General Huwei, right?
The Prime Minister was too lazy to pay attention to this guy's villainy. He just sighed:
"It's just that I have always behaved with a clear conscience in my life. I didn't expect that I would be a bad person in the marriage of my descendants..."
"Especially Sanniang, it's not an exaggeration to say she is my daughter, it's really shameful!"
General Guan, on the other hand, spoke calmly:
"Why does uncle need to be like this? My father and brother died in Jingzhou back then. If my uncle and aunt hadn't tried their best to protect my niece and brother, I would have lost my family's foothold in Shu."
"The great Han Dynasty puts loyalty first. My father and my uncle from the Zhang family served the late emperor together and stayed with me for decades, helping the late emperor to extend the Han Dynasty."
"Now Siniang and I are sisters to each other. We serve Alang together and assist Alang in restoring the Han Dynasty. It is also a good story."
General Guan is a resolute man, but he also values love and justice.
She knew very well that over the years, the Guan family had gone from being shunned by everyone to being a powerful family in the Han Dynasty. It was impossible for the Guan family to do it alone.
Without the prime minister, the second brother might not be able to achieve his current status.
Without my aunt, I am afraid it would be difficult for me to meet Alang.
Without Alang, it would be difficult for me to be where I am today.
The most important thing is that as the mistress of the Feng family, she always remembers that one of the three concubine positions awarded to the Feng family by the imperial court has not yet been chosen.
Zhang Jiawen, Guan Jiawu.
General Guan Da was as famous as Queen Zhang back then, so he knew how powerful the Zhang family girls were.
The Feng Mansion is short of a concubine, maybe Empress Zhang did it on purpose.
If the little girl of the Zhang family fails to stay with her Alang, the royal family will most likely choose someone else to move into the Feng Mansion in the name of supplementing the concubines.
From General Guan's point of view, since he could not escape from either side, he naturally had to try his best to choose the option that was most beneficial to the Feng family.
Rather than letting the royal family stuff someone who doesn't know the details into the Feng Mansion, it would be better to choose Zhang Xiaomei, so as not to have to be on guard all the time.
What's more, General Guan now has his own life goals, his own career, and even has a general number that many people can't dream of.
The little girls in the backyard vying for favor no longer caught her attention.
After hearing General Guan's words, the two most powerful men in the Han Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief in unison.
Sensing each other's sigh of relief, the two subconsciously turned their heads, just in time to meet each other's gaze.
Ah!
The Prime Minister sneered silently.
hey-hey!
Governor Feng smiled with relief.
After a brief silence, Anche finally arrived at the gate of Chang'an City.
"present!"
"Wow!"
The guard holding the halberd raised his halberd diagonally toward the sky with both hands.
A singing voice came from nowhere:
"The harsh wind blows, the frost blows, and the grass withers, the muscles are strong and strong, and the horses are arrogant. The Han family has three hundred thousand soldiers, and the general also leads the prostitutes Huo and Yao..."
The singing sounds from far to near, at first like small ripples on the lake surface, and then the water waves gradually become larger, layer upon layer, intertwined with each other, and arouse a huge sound wave.
In the end, even the halberd-bearing guards started singing loudly.
"...The enemy can be destroyed, he can be destroyed by raising his head, and his intestines are full of blood..."
Governor Feng raised his head and felt the cold wind blowing in the winter, but he did not understand the heat on his body at all.
He now believed that the prime minister, regardless of the severe cold, might indeed not feel the chill when he waited eagerly at the gate of Chang'an.
"...but when the storms are flying and the wind is flying, there are still warriors guarding the four sides?"
Before the lingering sound dissipated, the Prime Minister stood up tremblingly and chanted again:
"The harsh wind blows the frost and the grass withers..."
Governor Feng took a deep breath and stood up as well. He wanted to stand upright and pass by the city gate of the old capital of the Han Dynasty.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
The sound of horse hooves became more and more urgent, and the carriage began to accelerate, carrying the Han Prime Minister, and officially entered Chang'an.
The north wind over Chang'an City gradually howled, carrying snow particles the size of rice grains and flying down one after another.
This is a snow brought by the northern cold current.
It's only snowing lightly in Guanzhong, while in Liangzhou, heavy snow like goose feathers has begun to fall.
In the outermost compound of Liangzhou Governor's Mansion, many brick houses have been built in the past two years, most of which are red bricks.
But in the middle of the compound, there is a two-story blue brick house, which is very conspicuous among a group of red brick houses.
This is the place where the governor's office receives the old country squires.
After winter, the heater had already been turned on in the governor's mansion.
Especially after the heavy snowfall, the heating supply was increased for all the houses in the Governor's Mansion that were occupied by only people, whether they were for offices or high-end offices.
As soon as a person enters the house, he starts to sweat all over his body.
If you don't take off your outer robe, you'll have to wipe your sweat away even if you stay in the room for a while.
Of course, the reason for not wiping off the sweat may not be entirely due to the heat.
It may also be due to a guilty conscience.
Today, there were people sitting in the big blue brick house wiping their sweat away.
"Secretary Zhang asked us to come here today. I wonder why?"
"What else could there be? Aren't the current events in Liangzhou all about the Guanzhong War?"
"Yes, there was news a few days ago that the prime minister killed an elite army of 50,000 thieves, and the princes moved thousands of miles to fight, and regained Bingzhou, Hedong and other places. This posture is to take Guanzhong down at once, so the government may need to raise more money and food? "
"Let's raise money!" Someone said nonchalantly, "If we really conquer Guanzhong, it will also be of benefit to Liangzhou. Donating some money and food to the imperial court can also be considered as a contribution to the country."
Since Feng Jishi took charge of Liangzhou, Liangzhou can be regarded as a well-connected government and people, and even the Hu people can herd sheep with peace of mind.
In the past, everyone was thinking about how to squeeze more food from the hands of the poor, and how to defraud more cattle and sheep from the barbarians.
It's different now.
Liangzhou's cattle and horses, eight-oxen plows and curved shaft plows, advanced farming technology, and vigorous construction of water conservancy projects.
In just a few years, Liangzhou's grain output has quadrupled.
If the government and the Xinghan Society had not raised so many horses, which required a large amount of grain and beans, the price of grain in Liangzhou would not be lower than that in Shu.
Everyone knows that wool is the real good thing.
But everyone here knows that something better than wool is wool produced in workshops.
Selling woolen materials can make more money than selling grain.
"We should have raised it a long time ago. We are doing our best for the country. If the big man captures Guanzhong, I don't see how Sima Yi can set up a checkpoint in Chang'an."
Although woolen materials are in short supply now, military procurement alone and transactions with Soochow have squeezed out a large amount of production.
But who would hate money?
Sima Yi allowed the caravans to concentrate their trading in Chang'an and not allow everyone to freely transport goods to Kanto for sale. This would cut off people and make money, which is really very regrettable.
"That's true..."
"In my opinion, it is possible to raise food, but it may not be for the war in Guanzhong as everyone thinks."
Someone suddenly said something slowly.
Everyone took a closer look and found out that they were from the Li family in Longxi.
The Li family in Longxi and the Zhang family in Dunhuang have been stealing the show in recent years.
They often get some inside information earlier than others.
"Oh, how do you say this?"
When everyone heard it, they immediately became interested.
"This year's winter is much colder than last year. According to the habits of previous years, the barbarians on the grassland may have started to move south from Juyan County two months ago."
Thanks to Feng's actions in the first two years of his life, which frequently sent Liangzhou troops out of the fortress, the Xianbei and other barbarians in the north of Liangzhou fled and surrendered, making the northern border of Liangzhou much quieter.
But the Hu people are like the weeds on the grassland. Even if you cut them off one crop after another, they will always come out in waves.
Coupled with the extremely cold weather in winter, even if they escape temporarily, they will eventually be forced by God to head south.
The Liangzhou Army has been out on the field for almost the entire year this year, and scattered barbarians have begun to appear in the grasslands north of Liangzhou.
They took advantage of the opportunity for the Han troops on the border to retreat to the pass to rest in the winter, risking their lives to cross the pass, and tried their best to find a way into the warm south.
There were not many barbarians who crossed the border, but they still caused some security problems in the border counties.
"So the governor's office is afraid that he will form a righteous or militia group to destroy those barbarians who enter the Han Dynasty without the consent of the government."
"Oh, that's how it is……"
Some people suddenly lost interest.
Although the foreigners can be regarded as labor, labor also has a cost.
It was a thankless task to exterminate some sporadic barbarians on a winter day when roads were blocked by heavy snow.
Some people are thinking about how much money they should donate if it is really for this matter.
Some people also murmured in their hearts: If it is really because of those barbarians crossing the border, do we need to call everyone over with great fanfare?
Each family present could organize a medium-sized hunting expedition if they contributed a little money.
And some people may feel too hot and start to sweat again.
…
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Just when everyone was having their own thoughts, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps outside the door.
Secretary Zhang, who had disappeared for more than a month, appeared at the door with President Li.
The long leather boots, made of shiny leather and lined with fur, made a dull knocking sound when they stepped on the floor.
Seeing the two girls, everyone subconsciously became quiet.
Compared with before, Zhang Xingyi seemed to be a little rounder.
She glanced around the room, walked over to the main seat and sat down.
Li Mu followed her and sat next to her.
"Is everyone here?"
Zhang Xingyi sat on top, with a smile on his face, "I feel sorry for calling everyone over in such a cold weather."
"Secretary Zhang is serious!"
“I didn’t think it was hard when I came here to get the wool quota, and I definitely can’t say it’s hard now!”
These words made even Li Mu hide his mouth and laugh.
Although some workshops have signed mutual assistance agreements with certain pastures, they have priority in purchasing fur for breeding.
But the largest wool sales channel in Liangzhou is in the hands of the government and the Xinghan Association.
The so-called "come here to get wool quota" means that every spring and autumn, every family will come here to buy wool quota.
After talking and laughing, Zhang Xingyi continued:
"But this time I'm calling you here, it's not about the workshop, but I want to tell you something else."
When everyone heard this, their ears immediately pricked up.
The smile on Zhang Xingyi’s face never diminishes:
"Everyone must have heard that in the battle of Guanzhong, the Han Dynasty was a great victory. I got the news that the prime minister and the princes have probably led the army into Chang'an by this time."
Have you really regained Guanzhong?
There was a commotion in the room, and many people were actually beaming with joy.
Having a panoramic view of everyone's faces, Secretary Zhang seemed very happy. She leaned back on the chair, raised her eyes slightly, and said leisurely:
"If I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes, I've been restless this year, just because I'm afraid of some bad news coming from the front."
"It wasn't until the news of Junhou's victory came a few days ago that I breathed a sigh of relief."
I don’t understand why Zhang Xingyi said these words, but everyone became quiet.
"I believe many of you here have this experience, right?"
There was a burst of laughter.
Zhang Xingyi looked at everyone, the smile on his face became brighter, but his eyes were as clear as water, and his tone was even calmer and calmer:
"But I also believe that some people don't want to hear about the victory."
What's the meaning?
Some people were still laughing, but those who reacted quickly had already noticed something was wrong.
The laughter faded away.
