Chapter 21 Meeting
"What are you doing, Dalang?" Zhao Guang, who came over, looked at the leaves fried in the pot and asked strangely.
"Making tea is something you haven't seen before, and you won't understand it even if I tell you about it. I'll treat you to a drink when it's ready. It's a good thing."
“Could it be tea soup?” Zhao Guang thought to himself, I have drunk this before.
“It’s not tea soup, it’s something better than tea soup.”
“That’s great!” Zhao Guang rubbed his hands and said excitedly, “Now that I’m used to eating food from your house, I can’t eat food from anywhere else.”
When you say elsewhere, do you mean your own home? Does it really matter if you regard your home as somewhere else?
“What’s the matter with Erlang coming this time?”
These days, this guy is always looking for excuses to come over to eat and drink from time to time. If it weren't for the fact that he is his future brother-in-law, he would have kicked him out.
“Oh, I came here just to tell Dalang that the time has been set. I hope you won’t miss the appointment at noon tomorrow.”
“When is the time set?” Feng Yong, who was fully focused on making tea, asked casually.
“Is it possible that Dalang has forgotten...”
“Of course I haven’t forgotten it!”
Feng Yong immediately realized, the beautiful lady has an appointment! How could one forget such a thing?
“Has it been decided at noon tomorrow?”
"deal."
If Zhao Guang hadn't been hanging around in front of his eyes during this period, he would have really doubted whether the date with the beautiful woman was just a temporary joke on his part and then he forgot about it. Now when I heard that he had confirmed the time, I was immediately elated.
Noon hour, that is, from 11 to 13 o'clock at noon. Would it be too early to go on a date at this time? Shouldn't it be a date after dusk, under the moonlight above the treetops? Feng Yong was a little confused. It seemed that women in the Han Dynasty were bolder and dared to go on dates in broad daylight. This was not far from that of later generations!
“Well,” Feng Yong rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice, “What do you think I should bring?”
"What to bring?" Zhao Guang blinked, "You can't bring anything, just bring the fishing rod. The Prime Minister likes fishing, so you can bring the fishing rod and get closer."
Wait a minute, what did you say? What Prime Minister? No, I'm dating your sister, why is Old Demon Zhuge here? !
Feng Tibi was stunned: "Then who should I meet tomorrow?"
“Prime Minister!” Zhao Guang replied confidently, “Since Dalang has dedicated his plow to the great Han Dynasty and has done great service to the people, the Prime Minister wants to see you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
Feng Yong really wants to tear this **** apart in front of him! You **** give me back the beautiful fantasies I had these days!
“Of course I can’t say more about this, what a person like the Prime Minister…”
“How many people want to see the Prime Minister but can’t? What an honor, Dalang, is this a surprise?”
I am only surprised now, not happy! A middle-aged uncle and a beautiful girl, which one do you want me to choose? I'm not a fool!
"By the way, Dalang, I heard from my elders that you are from a secluded mountain sect, but I don't know which sect you studied under? I don't know how to disclose it?"
"Hermit Mountain Gate? What Hidden World Mountain Gate?" Feng Yongqi said, "I know the Hermit Master, but what is this Hidden World Mountain Gate?"
The hermit masters of the Three Kingdoms are much older, such as the old Nanhua immortal who taught Zhang Jiao, Yu Ji who made Sun Ce angry, Zuo Ci who teased Cao Cao, etc., but Feng Yong, the reclusive mountain sect, has never heard of them. What kind of sect is this? What I traveled through was the Three Kingdoms, not martial arts.
Zhao Guang was slightly unhappy: "Why are you hiding it, Dalang? My master once studied under Tong Lao Shenxian. I grew up with my aunt, and I have heard the name of the Hidden Mountain Gate for a long time! Since the first emperor unified the world, hundreds of families in the world have been exempted from it. The inheritance was cut off, and everyone went to the mountains to escape the world. When the Han Dynasty conquered the world, they came back to the world. Unexpectedly, Emperor Wu deposed the hundreds of schools and only respected Confucianism. The hundreds of schools then went to the mountains again and became the secluded mountain gates. The theory of the hundreds of schools has not been heard in the world for a long time. That’s it. Dalang, is this correct? Now can you tell me the disciple of Dalang?”
To put it bluntly, are they the losers in the competition to dominate the world’s doctrines? When meeting Emperor Qin, Legalism became the winner, and the rest were all dead; when meeting Emperor Wu of Han, Confucianism became the winner, and the rest got out of here.
So are you comparing me to those losers? As soon as he thought of this, Feng Yong suddenly felt evil.
“I’m from the Xingxiu Sect of Harbin Institute of Technology and came out of Duanqing Valley, get out!”
Although the date, ah, bah, is the date of the meeting. From a beautiful girl to a middle-aged uncle, the gap is a bit big, but Feng Yong still decided to show his best to meet this legendary man. characters.
When you come to the Three Kingdoms, it would be a huge regret if you don’t meet Zhuge Laoyao. After all, he is the embodiment of Chinese wisdom. No matter how much the history novices of later generations may criticize Zhuge Lao Yao, as the number one person in the internal affairs of the Three Kingdoms, he is still very impressive. As for being hacked and not knowing how to employ people, and not understanding military matters, Feng Yong said that I was just a member of the public, just watching and not talking.
If your boss asks you to meet at 12 noon, and you arrive at the meeting at 12 o'clock, then you will basically be far away from promotion and salary increase.
Of course, Old Demon Zhuge is not Feng Yong’s boss, but to Feng Yong, he is definitely more BOSS than the boss. If your boss doesn't give you a promotion or salary increase, you can choose to change jobs. If you really want to offend Old Demon Zhuge, where can Feng Yong jump to?
There are only three listed companies in the world, and two of them are owned by aristocratic families. A person like Feng Yong, who has no foundation, will be eaten to the bone if he is not careful, and there is no place to complain. In comparison, only Shu Han A small company is fairer. At least when Zhuge Lao Yao is in power, he doesn't have to worry about being killed inexplicably by the local aristocratic family.
Getting up early the next day, Feng Yong made an exception and did not go for morning exercises. He brushed his teeth with willow branches, then had someone boil water for a bath, and finally put on clean clothes.
The knots on the bamboo fishing rod should be carefully smoothed out to make it look better; more fishing hooks should be prepared, all sizes should be prepared; more bait should be prepared, including maggots, earthworms, and flour.
Looking at the time, it was estimated that it would be noon in an hour. Feng Yong took the prepared fishing gear and went out to the river outside the village.
When he was almost at the end of the field, he realized that something was wrong. Feng Yong looked around. Yes, this was his own field. But why don’t we know any of the farmers working in the fields? The farm has never changed tenants!
And look at the farmer who is clearing the weeds on the edge of the field with his hands. He is really serious about his work, but your hand strength is not like that of ordinary farmers. You can scrape off a layer of the land with just one stroke. If you scratch When it comes to people, I'm afraid the skin will be torn apart.
If Feng Yong still doesn't understand that this is a big shot, then his two years in the army will be in vain.
"When the Minister of Defense came to inspect the army, I also passed the political review and served as a guard for the leaders. I met the Minister of Defense in my previous life, and now I only meet the Prime Minister. It's the same. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Feng Yong kept cheering himself up, turning a blind eye to the dedicated non-agricultural actors, and walked towards the two figures fishing by the river.
“You’re rude, I’m late, please forgive me.”
It feels a little uncomfortable for people to apologize before they see it clearly.
Didn’t you say you’d arrive at noon? It's still early, why are you here already?
Two people fishing by the river, one is a middle-aged uncle with a goatee, and the other is an old man with gray hair.
The middle-aged uncle turned around, smiled at Feng Yong, and said warmly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we got here first. I must be Feng Yong who donated the Quyuanli?"
(End of this chapter)