Chapter 172 Wei Chang (one more update)
"General Wei, this was made for me, and it is naturally made according to my figure. If the general really likes it, why don't I let this woman make another one for him?"
Even though Feng Yong was scolding this old gangster in his heart, he still had to explain to Wei Yan with a smile.
“No, this one is fine.”
Wei Yan rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and shouted outside: "Chang'er, come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an armored young general coming out from among the soldiers who had been guarding the door. He clasped his fists and said, "The general is here. I wonder if the general has any orders?"
"This camp has been lent to others and is not included in the army. Chang'er does not need to do this."
Wei Yan waved his hand, handed over the woolen sweater in his hand, and said, "I think this dress fits your body very well. Go out and find a place to put it on and have a look. Remember, put on your armor after putting it on and have a look." Doesn’t matter?”
“Yes, my lord.”
The armored young general looked honest and honest. After hearing Wei Yan's words, he grinned innocently, made a promise, stepped forward to take the clothes, and went out.
That'smine!
Feng Yong watched the young general disappear at the door and shouted helplessly in his heart.
It seems like this is the second one, right? Are you at odds with woolen clothing? The first one was snatched away by Zhao Guang, and the second one was snatched away by Wei Yan. Why is it so difficult to wear a woolen sweater these days?
“Did the young general call him General Wei just now?”
Feng Yong then remembered something and quietly leaned over to ask Li Yi, who was sitting next to him.
Remember Zhao Guang said, wasn't Wei Yan a lonely man?
“That’s the adopted son that General Wei just recognized a few days ago.”
Li Yi glanced at Wei Yan above and explained softly to Feng Yong.
Weichang? Is that the name?
“What are the two little dolls whispering underneath?”
With sharp eyes, Wei Yan saw Feng Yong and Li Yi whispering, and immediately patted the table in displeasure, "I'm sitting here, why are you looking down on me?"
"No, no." Feng Yong felt that Wei Yan was really difficult to serve. "I just saw the young general and thought he looked extraordinary, so I was a little curious."
Wei Yan sneered, "Little kid, don't talk nonsense in front of me. Just be curious and speak out openly. The man just now is the son of one of my old brothers. My old brother can also be regarded as my son. The distant clan has been following me from Jingzhou."
As he spoke, Wei Yan showed a trace of sadness on his face, "It's just that a few days ago, when I went to explore the road, I was ambushed by the Di people and was seriously injured. I died a few days ago. Before I died, I entrusted my son to me. I You should treat him as your own son."
"You're being rude, kid." Feng Yong couldn't think of such a story, so he stood up and apologized, "You shouldn't have mentioned the general's sadness."
"What kind of sad thing is this?" Wei Yan motioned Feng Yong to sit down and said nonchalantly, "In this world, since you have eaten this bowl of rice, you will have the consciousness to die under the knife and gun. It's just that you will die early and die late. You should look down on it early. ”
“The general is mighty, and the boy admires him.”
Although this Wei Yan is not a good person, his courage is really not something to be underestimated, and he deserves his admiration.
What was Wei Yan thinking, and he suddenly sneered again. Although his tone was light, the words he said suddenly made Feng Yong feel creepy. He only felt that the murderous aura in Wei Yan was spreading out unconsciously, and even the air seemed to be a little... Become stagnant.
This indescribable feeling was too familiar to Feng Yong. He had seen it before in his previous life and after time travel.
This is an aura that can only appear if there are countless lives in one's hands.
Looking at Li Yi, I saw that his face was slightly pale. He must have seen that scene at that time.
Gouzi’s mother, who had been standing aside, was trembling slightly, and it looked like she was very frightened.
“Ahem, whoever you are, you go down first.”
Feng Yong endured the discomfort in his stomach and said to Gouzi’s mother.
“Yes, the master’s house.”
As if he was about to receive an amnesty, Gouzi Busian bowed and ran out of the door.
Wei Yan glanced at Feng Yong slightly strangely, "You kid, you are quite considerate of my servants."
"The general doesn't know something. This woman is the only one who can weave woolen cloth now. It's not worth it to be frightened."
In the past, hemp and silk were used to weave cloth, but now wool is used. This is also a new attempt. Even if the difference between the two is not big, there will always be some.
At present, only Gouzi’s mother is the most experienced. Feng Yong is still counting on her to teach the Qiang girls, but nothing can happen.
A few people were talking when they saw Wei Chang, who had just gone to try on the woolen sweater, come back with joy on his face, "Sir, this woolen sweater is very close to the body after putting it on. After putting it on, put on the armor, it will be a little more comfortable." It doesn’t matter. Besides, the child now feels like he’s wrapped in a fur coat. He’s really warm. It’s a good thing!”
Trash is, of course, a good thing.
This was designed by Feng Yong based on the clothes of later generations. How could it hinder daily activities?
"Are you serious?" When Wei Yan heard this, his eyes flashed. He couldn't help but get up and walk down. He looked at Wei Chang from left to right and pinched him from time to time. After a while, he laughed and said, "It's really a good thing. Use your hands." When I touch it, I feel that you are a lot thicker, but if you just look at it with your eyes, you really can’t tell that you are wearing something extra.”
Although Wei Yan has been living in the south these years, he is from the Central Plains, so he naturally knows how cold it is in the north in winter.
When it snows, which year doesn’t someone from a poor family freeze to death?
Not to mention Xiliang, I heard it is an extremely cold place. Ma Zhonghua from Yanganguan once said that in the northernmost place of Xiliang, it snows in August.
In the future, the Prime Minister really wants to make an expedition to the north. Not only must we pay attention to these things to keep out the cold, but we must also make preparations as early as possible.
As soon as he thought of this, Wei Yan looked at Feng Yong with admiration in his eyes.
Feng Mingwen, I don’t know whether he did this intentionally or unintentionally? A major problem of the Northern Expedition was solved so easily.
The Prime Minister’s vision is indeed accurate, and he is indeed worthy of the name of a young hero.
Think about it, this wool is useless at first, but after being turned around by him, it can not only win over the Qiang and Hu people to be used by the Han Dynasty, but also can provide cold-proof clothing for the Northern Expedition. Wonderful, really wonderful!
After thinking about it, he pulled Wei Chang and said to Feng Yong: "Come on, come on, my son, come and get to know him. This is the most admirable young hero in your generation. Feng Yong is .”
After Wei Chang heard Wei Yan's words, he immediately bent down and saluted: "Wei Xingsi has met Feng Langjun."
Feng Yong stood up quickly and returned the salute, "This is not a courtesy to General Wei. Feng Mingwen has met General Wei."
(End of this chapter)