Chapter 345 Goodbye Huang Yueying
Wei Rong finally scratched his head. This somewhat precocious child finally showed his childish side.
“It seems, something is different.”
"Of course it's different. You just wear the same clothes as them, but that doesn't mean you are the same. You are born better than them. If nothing else happens, they will never surpass you even if they work hard all their lives."
From a humble citizen, or even a barbarian without a household registration, to become a good citizen, it is already regarded as a tribute to the ancestors.
If you can get Feng Yong's fancy and be pushed out to be a small official in the future, it will be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
As for Wei Rong and Fu Qian, their starting level is at least a few levels higher than their upper limit.
The class of semi-slave society is so hierarchical.
The children of the turned-out wild slaves want to reach the heights of Wei Rong and Fu Qian. It is not that there is no possibility, but it is very rare. At least for now, Feng Yong does not dare to have too much extravagant expectations.
“So you shouldn’t envy them, but they envy you. They just don’t dare to play with you, not that they don’t want to play with you. So you have to find a way to get them to come around you.”
In this era, we have not completely broken away from the slave society, and even the feudal society is barely enough. To teach Wei Rong and Fu Qian to treat others equally would be harming them.
What Feng Yong wants to teach is to let them learn how to lead others and let others work for them.
“Then sir, what should we do?”
Fu Qian raised his head and asked.
"In this world, everyone has something they want. As long as you have something that others want, others will naturally come to you and ask for it. Think about it, is there anything that you have that they want? "
Wei Rong looked at Shaiba below, his eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "I thought of it."
Seeing that Wei Rong wanted to ask again, Feng Yong waved his hand and said, "I have already said a lot, and the rest needs to be thought about and tried by yourselves. This is the residence of Mr. Even if half of your family is wrong, it’s okay. At worst, you can just try something else.”
Wei Rong pulled Fu Qian to his feet, bowed, and then ran away with Fu Qian.
Feng Yong got over the addiction of educating children and felt relieved.
I patted the green grass under me. No one was here to see it anyway, so I lay down immediately and looked up at the sky as pure as a blue mirror. I felt the cool spring breeze and my eyelids felt a little astringent.
Although I have slept all day and night, the fatigue has not completely passed. People always want to sleep when they are lazy. In addition, such a good day and such good weather make me feel sleepy in spring and autumn, so I feel sleepy.
Forget it, just sleep for a while...
Just as I closed my eyes, I heard someone say in my ear: "You really are a person from the mountain gate. It is so natural to teach your disciples how to control the human heart."
Feng Yong was startled and quickly turned over. He didn't even need to look, just by listening to the voice, he knew that Huang Yueying was here.
“Why is Madam here here?”
“Fengzhuang has been closed for so long, and it’s hard to open it today. Can’t I come over and take a look at Zhuangzi, who has been taking care of it for more than a year?”
Huang Yueying came over slowly, with the smart and pink Zhang Ji on her left hand, and the unparalleled Guan Ji on her right hand, just like Guanyin descending to earth.
"Okay, okay, okay, let alone open the village, it is a closed village. No one is allowed to enter, so why can't Madam also enter? Speaking of which, I have never thanked Madam for taking care of me."
Feng Yong first looked at Guan Ji, who was wearing women’s clothing. She was so beautiful!
Forget it, you can’t make a mistake.
He swallowed quietly and suppressed his restlessness.
Well, spring...has arrived!
Huang Yueying walked up to her and didn't look at Feng Yong. She just looked at the crowds of people below and sighed softly, "I see that you are usually easy-going, but if someone doesn't know you well, I'm afraid they will really be deceived by you." That tone of looking down on all sentient beings just now is what people in the mountain gate have."
Feng Yong didn’t care about the meaning of Huang Yueying’s words, and he didn’t want to explain.
Anyway, the hat of this disciple of Shanmen has been considered dead. Now even if he shouts all over the world that I am not what I am, no one will believe it.
As she said that, she pointed down and said, "When I come back this time, can this place really be called Feng Mansion?"
“So be it.”
Although no one said it out loud about this banquet, everyone tacitly acknowledged the fact that this was a banquet to celebrate Fengzhuang becoming the real "Feng Mansion".
There are dependent farmers, there is a tribe dedicated to guarding, there is a huge foundation, and the master's family still has fame, what is it but a mansion?
Huang Yueying looked at the delicate and handsome young gentleman in front of her, and was filled with emotions.
A sixteen-year-old young man, alone, spent two years alone to accomplish such a big undertaking. Except for the disciples from the mountain sect, even the disciples from the rich family could not do it.
Aren’t the Li and Huang families a big family? They still have to beg the young man in front of them.
Although I have been looking up to this young man, it seems that even my own A Lang underestimates him at present.
How can this be a disciple of the mountain sect who was thrown into the world? He is basically the core direct disciple, right?
Fortunately, this mountain gate has great goodwill towards the big man.
Not only is he on good terms with Zhao Guang, Li Yi and others, but he is also willing to teach the people inside the sect. Otherwise, Zhao Guang has such a stupid temper and wants to get ahead. It would be a blessing to wait ten or eight years. I guess this is still because of him. My lord is for Zhao Zilong's sake.
And it seems just now that the two disciples Wei Rong and Fu Qian, he also taught real things.
Huang Yueying felt Feng Yong's secret glance at this person, put back his thoughts, smiled, and said, "Since it can be called a noble house, then you, the head of the family, are also a man who can take on the responsibility. Tell me, how do you plan to repay what you owe me?"
“Ow? What do you owe?”
Feng Yong was confused. He thought that the spicy woolen cloth I had sent back from Hanzhong could not satisfy your appetite.
"Mulberry branches!" Huang Yueying pointed to the distance, "The branches of the eight hundred mulberry trees on my village were all broken last year. They were all planted in your village. Don't even think about defaulting. Here, Isn’t it growing in that field?”
In the direction pointed to, there is a dense patch of small mulberry trees.
“This is the beginning of spring, and it’s almost time to raise silkworms. Only then did I realize that the mulberry trees in my village didn’t grow many mulberry leaves at all. What do you think my village will do this year?”
After saying that, Huang Yueying glanced at Feng Yong with a half-smile, and then at Guan Ji, "I remember that you just got the post of Yizhou Diannong School Captain, so you couldn't wait to write a letter, so that you can plant more crops in your own land. Young Master, you even told the Prime Minister that it would be of great use."
"Well, Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei can supervise the agricultural affairs in Yizhou. If you say it, even the prime minister will have to seriously consider it. You are the only one in Jincheng who dares to plant mulberry trees in the ground, and the government will not care about it. After all, when it comes to farming, who dares to compare with Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei?"
"Hehe..." Feng Yong pretended to be stupid and glanced at Guan Ji secretly. He saw that her pretty face was red and she didn't dare to look over.
Well, she is a good woman who takes care of her family, that’s for sure.
For the sake of my husband's family, I even stripped off the branches of my parents' mulberry tree, but I don't know if I used an axe?
(End of this chapter)