Chapter 301 The beginning of rumors
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiahou didn't want her daughter to talk about Feng Langjun's literary talents anymore, so she asked, "Then, what did they say after talking about poems and poems?"
It would have been better if Zhang Xiahou didn't ask, but Zhang Xingyi's face turned red with anger, "They didn't dare to compare with Feng Langjun's literary talent, so they used his character to ruin it, saying that Feng Langjun's literary talent is acceptable, but his character is not." It’s hard to call it good.”
As soon as Zhang Xiahou heard this, he probably knew what his daughter had heard. She secretly thought to herself, what is Feng Langjun's character? Even the prime minister may not dare to say that he fully knows it. How could it be the turn of those princes and gentlemen to make a conclusion?
“Also, they also said that Feng Langjun wanted to seize…him…other people’s wives…”
Zhang Xingyi’s face turned even redder and he hesitated to say this.
"Hmph!" Zhang Xiahou finally snorted angrily after hearing this, "You should go less often to the Xu family from now on. I didn't expect that after Taifu Xu left, the Xu family's family style would deteriorate to this point, and anyone would be allowed in! These people are really, for…"
Having said this, he glanced at his daughter and paused.
"for what?"
Zhang Xingyi asked curiously.
"It's nothing. Aren't you going to find your aunt? Go quickly and don't hinder my spinning."
Zhang Xiahou waved her hand and drove her daughter out.
Zhang Xingyi saw the difference in his mother's expression and understood in his heart. It seemed that there must be something inside that he didn't know about, so he didn't ask any more questions at the moment.
She just said secretly in her heart, "If my mother doesn't tell me, I won't tell her. I'll ask my aunt myself."
Thinking of this, she resigned.
She didn't know that when she walked out of the room, Zhang Xiahou looked at her back, thoughtfully, and she didn't know what he was thinking about.
"If anyone asks about the rumors about Feng Langjun's hookup in the future, just say you don't know, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."
Zhang Xingyi came out, pulled the maid to an uninhabited corner, and threatened her.
"My mother heard what I said about Mr. Feng's evil thoughts, and she became furious. If she had heard those flirting words, she would have beaten him to death."
"If you don't tell me, you don't know anything."
How could the personal maid not know what kind of person her mistress was? She immediately believed her, turned pale, and kept talking.
At the beginning, she only overheard these rumors when she was out on business, and she was so angry that she came back to tell the young lady. At that time, she did not expect that the matter would be so serious.
Zhang Xingyi saw that the little maid was completely frightened, so she nodded with satisfaction, then walked out of the mansion and got on the ox cart, and asked the servants to rush all the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
When Zhang Xingyi arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, he walked all the way to the place where Huang Yueying usually stayed without having to report it. Before he even entered the door, he called out, "Auntie, Si Niang is here to see you."
When she walked in, she saw something in front of Huang Yueying. She couldn't help but be a little surprised and said, "Hey, why does this thing look so familiar? It's so similar to Amuna's spinning wheel."
Hearing this, Huang Yueying looked up at her and said with a smile, "It's more than similar. The spinning wheel in your mother's hand was given by me. It should be said that it is exactly the same as this spinning wheel."
“How can this spinning wheel be so weird? It’s so different from what my niece has seen before.”
Zhang Xingyi asked curiously.
"This kind of spinning wheel has been modified. It can spin several times more thread in one day than the previous spinning wheel."
Huang Yueying explained.
“Wow, so awesome! My aunt is so awesome!”
Zhang Xingyi gave a small scream.
"I don't have such ability," Huang Yueying shook her head and looked at Zhang Xingyi, "The woolen clothes you wear in winter are woven with threads spun on this kind of spinning wheel."
“So, this spinning wheel belongs to Feng Langjun…”
Zhang Xingyi reacted quickly and immediately thought of the root cause.
Huang Yueying nodded and said, "Yes, it was made by Feng Langjun."
“Feng Langjun is so awesome!”
Zhang Xingyi was sincerely impressed this time, looking at the spinning wheel carefully, "It can even make things used by women. It seems that the people who say Feng Langjun is a caring person in his daughter's family are true."
Huang Yueying has watched Zhang Xingyi grow up. How could Zhang Xingyi's little thoughts be hidden from her? A strange smile appeared on his face at the moment.
"Do you know just now whether Feng Langjun is powerful or not? Besides, no one in the world knows better than you whether he is a caring person in your daughter's family, right?"
Zhang Xingyi blushed and stomped her feet, "Auntie, you're making fun of me again!"
After a pause, he continued, "Besides, there are already enough rumors outside. If my aunt's words are taken seriously, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause."
Huang Yueying just smiled and didn't answer the words. She just sighed in her heart. Looking at Yi Niang, she was really in love. In addition, the queen always wanted her to marry Feng Mingwen. She just hoped that the boy would not let him down. Ping Niang is the best.
"What kind of trouble could there be?" Thinking of this, Huang Yueying said calmly, "Who can tell the truth from the rumors in the market?"
"But, Feng Langjun has done so much for the country, does my uncle just let others keep slandering Feng Langjun like this? If his reputation is ruined, what will he do in the future?"
Zhang Xingyi asked anxiously.
Huang Yueying laughed and said, "Who is a little famous in Jincheng that has not been arranged by someone? Not to mention others, it is the emperor. Some people say that he was abducted to Hanzhong when he was a child, and he was separated from the late emperor for many years. Do you believe it?"
Last year, Liu Chan had just ascended the throne, and a rumor came out from nowhere in Shu, saying that the late emperor was defeated by Cao Cao when he was stationed in Xiaopei, and his family was separated. His Majesty was also sold to Hanzhong, and was finally adopted as an adopted son.
The late emperor was wandering around in those days, and not only his wives and concubines were captured by others, but his own daughter was also kidnapped by Cao thieves, and her whereabouts are still unknown.
Therefore, many people believe this rumor about His Majesty. Not only is it widely spread, some people even say that Your Majesty is not the late emperor's biological son.
It was later that the Han Dynasty stabilized due to the efforts of the Prime Minister, and the rumors gradually disappeared.
Zhang Xingyi certainly knew this.
It makes people helpless to think that even the emperor's brother-in-law was arranged like this, let alone Feng Langjun?
Zhang Xingyi couldn't help but feel a little sullen when he thought of this.
Huang Yueying couldn't help but smile when she saw Zhang Xingyi like this, "That kid has been rumored from the beginning. When did he ever defend himself from the beginning to the end? Even when you first met him, didn't you say that he was clever and charming? "
"But if you look at it now, someone mentioned the name of Feng Langjun, a clever talker. Who was ridiculed? Isn't it Liao Li? So why should you worry about him in vain?"
“My niece is not worried about him.”
Zhang Xingyi jumped up as if someone had stabbed him in a painful spot. His face turned red and he defended, "My niece is just because...someone arranged my niece to be with him. She is so angry."
Huang Yueying did not criticize Zhang Xingyi's concealment, and said, "This time, rumors about Feng Langjun suddenly appeared in Jincheng, and part of the roots are still on you. If you don't want to be arranged, it's easy."
“Aunt, what can I do?”
Zhang Xingyi said with great joy, thinking that it was the right thing to come to his aunt whenever there was any difficulty.
"The method is very simple. As long as you make a marriage arrangement early, this rumor will disappear."
Zhang Xingyi didn't expect that her aunt would actually say these words. She was stunned at the moment. After a while, she said in a panic, "Aunt... don't make fun of Si Niang. Why does this matter have anything to do with my marriage?" ?”
"I'm not kidding," Huang Yueying looked at Zhang Xingyi with a serious look, "Actually, the Prime Minister is very concerned about Feng Langjun. So rumors like this suddenly came out in Jincheng, and the Prime Minister has also checked it out."
“Prime Minister…what did you find out?”
"This rumor about Feng Langjun is mainly related to three people. One is you, the other is Ping Niang, and the third is Li Mu, the daughter of the Li family."
"Let's talk about Li Mu first. The rumors about this woman were actually spread by the Li family themselves. Li Mu was originally from the sixth room of the Li family, but some time ago, due to some things, the sixth room of the Li family had conflicts with the people of our sect. It was an unpleasant scene."
"The big families in Shu already have prejudices against that boy. The Li family arranged the matter between the boy and Li Mu. They can not only discredit the sixth family of the Li family, but also disgust the boy. This is killing two birds with one stone."
"But that kid deserves it. Who asked him to hand over the story to others?"
“But how can this have anything to do with my niece’s marriage?”
Zhang Xingyi didn't care about Li Mu's matter. She knew what kind of person Feng Langjun was, so she was more concerned about how this kind of thing had anything to do with her marriage.
“Our Yi Niang is the most desirable lady in Jincheng!”
Huang Yueying touched Zhang Xingyi's head and sighed, "I have an elder brother who is a prince and a sister who is a queen. If anyone really marries Yi Niang, it is not an exaggeration to say that he will reach the sky in one step."
"But although Yi Niang has been named, it has not yet been decided who will take the title of boudoir, so of course some people are anxious. But Feng Langjun has a lot of connections with Yi Niang, so naturally some people want to We must get rid of Feng Langjun first."
“That’s why they want to spread such rumors?” Zhang Xingyi was not a fool, she understood immediately.
There is a rumor between a woman and a man. How can we get rid of it?
Making a marriage arrangement with someone else is naturally the fastest and best way.
Those young men who want to marry her naturally know what this rumor is about, so they won't care.
As for the people in Guizhou who don’t know the truth, who cares what they are thinking?
Thinking of this, she finally understood the meaning of the half of what her mother had not said when she was in her house.
Although I knew this was a poor strategy, this rumor really hit my mother’s weakness. With my mother's temperament, I can't help but ask her to get married as soon as possible.
After understanding the whole story, Zhang Xingyi gasped with anger and his face turned red again, "Those people are really shameless!"
I feel even more disgusted when I think of what those people in Xu Mansion said.
“It was not their original intention that things turned out like this.”
Huang Yueying shook her head and said, "They were just confused for a moment. This rumor is getting wider and wider and more ridiculous, but there are others behind it who are fanning the flames."
Think about what happened to Ping Niang and Li Yi. How would ordinary people know about it? But at this time, the news spread throughout the city. If there is nothing strange in this, who would believe it?
It is definitely impossible to find out who first spread this rumor.
But not many people knew about Ping Niang and Li Yi at the time, but they could be investigated.
“Besides, who made that boy famous?”
Huang Yueying thought of the absurdity of this matter, and felt angry and funny at the same time, and looked at Zhang Xingyi again.
"Who in Jincheng doesn't know that he likes to give you things the most? As for the handsome young man, this is what the queen said personally. The queen is your elder sister, so whoever wants to marry you is not afraid that he will **** you away. Are you going?"
“Uncle…”
The blush on Zhang Xingyi's face has not gone away, "What are you talking about? It's such an ugly thing to say!"
Thinking about this matter, the root cause was so absurd that Zhang Xingyi finally couldn't help but laugh.
It turns out that unknowingly, Feng Langjun inexplicably became the enemy of all the young masters in Jincheng. It was because of himself. I wonder what he would think when he knew about this?
“Ideas? I have a **** idea!”
Wearing a wicker helmet on his head, Feng Yong stood on the roadside, watching the servants in front of him mix the powdered coal gangue, lime and gypsum in a certain proportion, then water and mix them. It has become a special brand of cement for tofu projects.
“The road is not easy to walk, so what else can you think of to fix it?”
These days, the roads are all dirt. When it rains, they become mud roads. If you step into a deep mud pit, you may not be able to get out unless you pull something on the roadside with your hands.
Sunny days may not be easy either. When the wind blows, everything will be yellow and covered with sand.
The road is not easy to travel, how to transport it?
There is a large banner hanging on both sides of the construction site. The banner is made of cloth spun from wool scraps in the textile workshop.
There are six characters written on it: If you want to get rich, build roads first.
The other one is: everyone has a sense of safety and a happy life.
The font has iron strokes and silver hooks, which is very powerful.
Well, Feng Yong begged Guan Ji for a long time before letting her write it.
It doesn’t matter whether others understand it or not, what matters is the atmosphere.
What kind of cement grade, what kind of roadbed, what kind of road surface bearing strength, none of them!
First use cinders or waste bricks from the brick kiln to pave it, then pour fake tofu concrete, and finally flatten it slightly. Just think, it is completed.
What the hell, no matter how **** the cement road is, it will look much better than the dirt road. Of course, it will also be much easier to use.
Although in the eyes of Feng Tubao, the cement produced by this method is nothing more than rubbish. Anyone who dares to use this thing for construction in future generations will be hanged as a matter of course.
But in the eyes of the natives in the late Han Dynasty, it was a sacred weapon.
Not only Zhao Guang, Wang Xun, Li Qiu, Huang Chong and others, but also Guan Ji and Huang Ji, who had daily battles, put aside their own hobbies and ran over to watch Feng Tubao start the infrastructure mania mode.
Looking at the sand and stones mixed together to form a smooth and straight road, several eyes were opened.
“Brother, is the road ahead paved like this?”
Li Qiu pointed to the front, shaking his whole body, and asked excitedly.
There is a short section of the road that has been built, about a few dozen meters. It was built on the first day and cannot be walked on yet. It has to wait for a few days to dry.
It is indeed a toss-up, and I have to be taught step by step by Feng Tibi.
However, fortunately, this method of paving roads is extremely simple and crude, with no technical content. As long as the hands and feet are sound, it does not matter whether the mind is simple or not.
So after the first day of training, the slave servants who were selected as the engineering team became much more proficient on the second day.
For highway projects, segmented construction is a basic operation.
However, Feng Tibi currently has no skilled workers on hand, so he can only wait for this batch to get started, and then let them lead another batch. If this cycle continues, it won't take long before he will naturally have the world's first engineering team on hand.
"Of course it is." Feng Yong said and glared at Zhao Guang again. This Erha saw this short section of magical cement road this morning. Without saying anything, he jumped on it and ran for two steps...
The result can be imagined. There was an extra line of footprints on it, which forced Feng Yong to rework.
(End of this chapter)