Chapter 200 Eunuch
"Brother, you can't trust this person?" Guan Ji was shocked, "Then if what he just said was known by those big clans, wouldn't brother..."
"Don't worry. That's just what he thinks, and there's no evidence. Besides, don't people with lots of land at home like the eight-niu plow? I'm afraid they'd be eager to get more, otherwise Jincheng will sell eight-niu plows when they start selling them. It’s not like everyone is rushing to buy an ox plow.”
“As for my teaching people to read and write, that is the work of enlightenment. As long as I don’t touch the words of the saints, who can do anything to me?”
Education is something that has always been encouraged. Because the more people were educated, the more obvious the advantage of the nobles who had the power to interpret knowledge became.
Otherwise, how about asking people who can only count scriptures to reason with non-informed barbarians? See if they will listen to you?
Is it possible that barbarians are obedient not because of their sharpness with a knife but because of their smooth tongue?
So even if He Wang went around the world and told people that the smooth-talking Feng Langjun was unkind to the aristocratic family, I'm afraid not many people would believe him, and would instead regard his words as a joke.
The person who is most unkind to the aristocratic family is Zhuge Villager. What can that little Feng Dianzi accomplish?
So as long as the old demon Zhuge is still in front, Feng Yong can jump around for a day.
However, it is still necessary to think of ways to test before forgetting.
The opportunity came quickly.
Feng Yong's letter to the Queen was sent to Hanzhongye, but Huang Hao from Hanzhongye quickly found Feng Yong with the letter and told him clearly that the letter could not be sent to the Queen.
“Why is this?”
Feng Yong never thought that this matter would get stuck with Huang Hao. His eyes widened and he asked Huang Hao, who was sitting opposite.
"Oh, my Feng Langjun, you are a foreign minister. How can a foreign minister communicate with the queen in the palace so casually? If anyone finds out about this, if not Feng Langjun, you will be a slave. That will also be implicated.”
Huang Hao was sitting there leisurely. When he heard Feng Yong's question, he said with a smile.
Feng Tibi then realized that what he said seemed to make sense.
It is indeed taboo for a foreign minister to have an affair with an inner palace member.
But why didn’t Li Yi remind himself at first?
Feng Yong looked at Li Yi, only to see Li Yi frown, and said: "But Huang Jiancheng, my brother, the agricultural officer of Hanzhong, can ask questions about all farming and weaving matters in Hanzhong. This matter concerns women. The matter of weaving cloth is considered to be within the brother's responsibilities, so it's okay, right?"
As he spoke, he gestured to Feng Yong, then turned around and continued to say to Huang Hao, "Besides, this wool weaving thing has never happened before, and my brother is just exploring. Why should you care about the details? Besides, I am considered an angel. I will explain this matter to the Prime Minister in a regular official document, and the Prime Minister will not blame him if he wants to."
Feng Yong remained silent, knowing a little bit in his heart that this old demon Zhuge had always been concerned about this matter.
And it seems that he has made an explanation to Li Yi, and he probably delegated the power to himself. As long as he doesn't go too far, he shouldn't be blamed.
The great reformers of later generations have all said that when crossing the river by feeling the stones, don't be afraid of making mistakes, just be afraid of not doing it.
Thinking of this, Feng Tibi, who consciously wore a layer of tiger skin, suddenly became more courageous.
Huang Hao, on the other hand, changed his expression when he heard the word "Prime Minister". Looking at Feng Yong again, he saw him looking at him with a smile, as if what Li Yi said was exactly what he wanted to say. .
There was something in his heart, and the smile on his face became much more sincere: "If it is true as Li Angel said, and the Prime Minister will not blame him, then of course I will not have this worry. I am just too worried, I'm sorry, am I not? live."
“It’s okay, it’s just my negligence.”
"Go and take out ten pieces of woolen cloth from the storehouse and give them to Huang Jiancheng. Remember, take out the three best pieces as well."
Feng Yong gave instructions to Amei who came in to listen to the order.
“Brother…”
Zhao Guang became anxious upon hearing this and wanted to speak directly.
Feng Yong winked, and Wang Xun, who was sitting next to him, tugged on Zhao Guang's sleeve and said, "Brother, it's been cold these days. Someone in Di is suffering from frostbite and has not been dealt with yet. I can't help here, so why not let me How about going with Erlang to take a look?"
Feng Yong nodded and said, "Yes. Yiwen and Zishi will go and have a look first."
Wang Xun immediately pulled Zhao Guang, bowed to everyone, and then left.
"What Huang Jiancheng doesn't know is that most of the threads spun from this wool are thick. But some of the wool is fine and soft. The cloth woven with the soft wool is not only much warmer than the ordinary wool cloth, but also It’s also more comfortable to wear.”
“I have only collected three pieces of this kind of cloth. Huang Jiancheng is so knowledgeable, why don’t you help me see if there are any flaws in this cloth, so that I can improve it.”
Huang Hao was so happy when he heard that he could hold ten pieces of woolen cloth that he narrowed his eyebrows with joy. Who doesn't know that this woolen cloth is now an extremely rare thing to keep warm in winter? Except for fur clothes, there is nothing better than it.
Hearing that there are still three best horses, I just feel that Feng Yongdang is really very understanding of people's wishes.
I cut off two ounces of meat from my crotch and went into the palace to serve His Majesty. What was the purpose? Isn't he just rich?
It is a pity that His Majesty has little authority now and cannot even make decisions in the affairs of the palace. In addition, the Prime Minister advocates frugality, so the life in the palace is not very rich. As a member of the Huangmen, where can he get the oil and water?
Finally, I heard that Zhu Yejian under the name of the Shaofu had come up with a plan. After all, the Shaofu was regarded as His Majesty’s private residence. I had some ideas at first, but before I could put them into action, the palace was worried because of this. After the incident ended, he stopped thinking about it.
Later, the Queen discussed with His Majesty the establishment of a new Hanzhongye to meet the needs of the imperial palace. This is a good job in theory, but Hanzhong has been abandoned for a long time. How can I live comfortably in the palace there? Therefore, most people in the palace are afraid that they will go to that miserable place.
But he thought a little more, thinking that although the palace was more comfortable than Hanzhong, if he went to Hanzhong, it would represent His Majesty, so why not be more majestic than the palace?
Besides, after all, there are 100,000 acres of imperial estates in Hanzhong. Even if we have to suffer for two or three years, when we have something to produce, are we still worried that there will be no oil and water?
That's why I volunteered to be the supervisor of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry Co., Ltd.
I have heard on weekdays that Feng Langjun is a generous man and a man who can make money.
Now I got ten pieces of cloth after a little fiddling with it, which was really refreshing.
From now on, as long as he stays in Hanzhong, will he still be afraid that he will not be able to make money?
"I dare not say how knowledgeable I am, but I have seen a lot of good things in the palace. I will give an explanation to Mr. Feng after I take a closer look at the quality of this cloth."
The smile on Huang Hao's face was even more enthusiastic.
“Then it’s Lao Huang Jiancheng.”
Feng Yong’s smile remained on his face as he thanked him.
"It should, it should. Since Angel Li can take on this matter, then this letter from Feng Langjun will be delivered to the queen as quickly as possible even if I am responsible for it."
“Brother, this **** is really bullying others.”
Feng Yong stood at the gate of the camp and sent Huang Hao away with a smile on his face. When he heard Zhao Guang say this with anger, his face suddenly turned cold. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the retreating figure. He didn't know what he was thinking. What.
(End of this chapter)