Chapter 133 Wei Yan
"Do you need to report me when I come to this house?" Huang Wudie waved her hand loudly, "I'll look for it myself, I don't need you to worry about it."
“But Madam Huang, no one will be seen as ordered by the general.”
The concierge had a bitter look on his face.
In these days, many people came from Shu, most of them came from the powerful families in Jincheng, and a small number of them were from prominent families in Shu. They all came to the door to hand over greeting cards and wanted to meet the general.
Originally, my concierge has always been a decoration. Ever since I followed the general to Hanzhong, only a handful of people have come to visit the general over the years. When has there ever been such a lively scene in front of the prefect's house?
It is a pity that my general's temperament did not wait for others to see him, so he burned the greeting cards directly, and no one came.
"Am I an outsider?" Huang Wudie raised her eyebrows and shouted in a sweet voice: "You guys are so ignorant of the world. Believe it or not, I'm just going to slap you here, and my uncle has nothing to say? In this house, How is it different from my own?"
The concierge immediately shrank and said repeatedly: "I know I was wrong."
Although the general had ordered not to see anyone, he also knew that the general had no relatives or children, and he usually regarded the yellow lady as his daughter.
Huang Wudie snorted and walked directly into the house without looking at the concierge.
Unexpectedly, she walked around the house but couldn't find Wei Yan. She was confused. The concierge didn't dare to bully me. Could it be that this uncle was still resting and hadn't gotten up yet?
It’s just that there are few people in the prefect’s mansion, and the soldiers live in the outer courtyard. I just met the servants but forgot to ask, and now I can’t find them again for a while.
With this thought in mind, he suddenly remembered a place where his uncle did not often go, so he turned to the study room in the mansion with the wind at his feet.
Wei Yan was raised in martial arts. Although he knew some words, he did not read often, and even the study room did not have much space with words.
At this moment, he was really in the study, holding a map made of animal skin, frowning in thought, and moving his fingers on the map little by little.
At this time, the door of the study room was pushed open with a bang. Wei Yan was furious and thought, who is so bold and dares to break in without warning? Are all the soldiers in the outer courtyard and servants in the inner courtyard dead?
Before I could turn my thoughts around, I suddenly thought of someone again. I raised my head and saw who it was. The anger immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of helplessness: "Why is my niece so like a man? Can't she be as gentle and gentle as other women?"
Huang Wudie looked unhappy: "My uncle said this again when we met. Even among those men, how many of them can compare to my niece's martial arts?"
Wei Yan said angrily: "Then look at this world, which female beauty can you compare to?"
Huang Wudie said proudly: "The female beauty of the Guan family stone girl may not be able to compare with me."
Wei Yan kept moving in his hands, folding up the map. Hearing Huang Wudie say this, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Of all the big men, you two are the only female celebrities who can't be on the stage. How dare you say it? That's it." Village women in the countryside can spin and weave clothes.”
With sharp eyes, Huang Wudie had already clearly seen the characters on the map. The two most obvious characters, weren't they Chang'an?
"Okay, okay, what you said makes sense." Wei Yan really had nothing to do with this niece, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Forget it, the Guan family girl came to Hanzhong. Are you going to compete with her? Why are you back again?"
Don't say this is okay. When he mentioned this, the expression on Huang Wudie's face became even more proud: "After a comparison, I won one and a half moves for the first time!"
Wei Yan patted his forehead with a headache: "Okay, okay. What's the point of taking advantage of someone who has come all the way and has not regained his strength? Tell me, what's the point of coming here this time in such a hurry?"
"Oh, I almost forgot." Huang Wudie stepped forward and unfolded the picture, pretending to look at it, and said at the same time, "Uncle like this, didn't the imperial court send a Hanzhong agricultural official here? My niece. I've seen him too. Now he has settled down in my uncle's abandoned camp, but Feng Langjun, who took the lead, asked his niece to ask when my uncle would be free, and they would come to thank him. "
"What's there to thank you for?" Wei Yan waved his hand, "Just say thank you. Nowadays, there is a lot of noise in Hanzhong. When everyone comes here, they want to come and ask me for convenience. How can I be in such a mood? What if I make an exception? After meeting a few of them, don’t we also want to meet others? No, no, no!”
Huang Wudie smiled and said, "If my uncle is missing, wouldn't he be uninterested in the huge benefit? In that case, why not give that benefit to my niece?"
Wei Yanqi said: "What's the benefit? This Hanzhong Dian Nongguan, whether it's big or small, is following a man from the Li family who has the status of an angel. It's just that Hanzhong, in these days, has some Popularity. In the past, when I went for a horse race, I couldn’t see many people, so what’s the benefit?”
That's what he said, but in fact, Wei Yan didn't think highly of Feng Yong and his party. Because in his eyes, what capabilities can a few young kids have?
Except for Li Yi, who was specially sent by the Prime Minister, the one who deserves his attention is Zhao Guang. But just pay attention, if something goes wrong and Zhao Guangqiu comes to the door, he can reach out and help, which is usually impossible to take care of.
Because even though Zhao Guang is Zhao Yun's son, there are also different sizes of sons. If the great man Zhao Tong comes, the meaning will be completely different.
"I knew my uncle wouldn't believe it. Fortunately, I asked Mr. Feng for something before I left."
As Huang Wudie said this, he took out something and handed it to Wei Yan.
"What is this?" Wei Yan took it and touched it, "Is this cloth? But it doesn't look like linen or silk cloth. It does look a bit like the woolen clothes worn by the Qiang and Hu people. .”
“This is the cloth of wool.”
Huang Wudie laughed unladylikely, her eyes shining: "This is the hair that Feng Langjun asked people to cut from the sheep, and then used a secret method to clean it, and finally asked people to weave it into this Bu. Uncle, tell me, is this a big benefit?"
“Is it really made of wool? Why is it better than linen?”
Wei Yan's hands almost trembled when he heard this.
Wool, besides the Qiang and Hu people who use it occasionally, who else would use it? Not to mention giving it to Han people, even to Hu people, no one wants it. It is garbage worthy of being thrown away.
But the clothes made from this kind of garbage are actually better than linen?
Although the cloth in my hand is a bit small, I can’t tell what the final woven clothes will look like. But with its thickness, the warmth may be worse than fur clothes, but I can’t help but it can be made of wool!
Not everyone can wear that fur coat. Except for the rich and powerful, even ordinary landowners and rich people don’t dare to say that they have fur coats at home!
Where is this wool? Hu people are everywhere!
(End of this chapter)